The man is a monk in the inside, and he starts by giving his wife a crown.

Suppress the sins of the Takayanagi family?

Blessing peace?

This is exactly the promise they most want to hear after being frightened for so long!

"Master! You want to build a temple? Great!"

"My home is at the foot of the mountain. I have a small piece of farmland. If you don't mind, Master, you can use it!"

A simple and honest man shouted immediately.

"My family is willing to contribute as well! We can all lend a hand in building the temple!"

Excitement and excitement spread among the crowd, and many people were so excited that they were incoherent.

The more intelligent young people quietly raised their mobile phones and took pictures of this sacred scene and Xiuyuan Baoxiang's solemn appearance. They quickly edited the text with their fingers and uploaded it to the Internet as soon as possible.

However, not everyone's thoughts are so pure.

In the corner of the crowd, a few shrewd-looking villagers exchanged glances and whispered to each other.

"Building a temple? Wouldn't that increase the land prices around here?"

"Hey, this master looks kind and is from out of town. When the time comes for land acquisition compensation, can we ask for more?"

"That's right, Lord Buddha is kind-hearted. He can't treat us locals unfairly..."

These subtle expressions and whispers, like undercurrents beneath the water, were clearly presented in Xiuyuan's perception.

His divine eyes could see into people's hearts, and none of the villagers' thoughts, a mixture of piety, excitement, greed, and calculation, could escape his view.

In this regard, Xiuyuan just remained indifferent, as if he had not noticed it.

The Buddha has a compassionate heart, yet also a fierce gaze. Saving sentient beings and conquering demons are two sides of the same coin.

The time has not come yet.

He said nothing more and left under the excited and complicated gazes of the villagers.

Misako Amemiya was scrubbing the floor at home in a restless mood, replaying the scene of Taimanin Asaki and Kousaka Shizuru bowing and thanking the monk in the morning over and over again in her mind.

Should she take the initiative to say hello, or give a small gift to ease the relationship?

What if I accidentally offend him one day?

After mopping the floor, Misako absentmindedly picked up her phone and casually browsed the local news and social forums, trying to see if there was any information about what happened last night.

Suddenly, the title and thumbnail of a popular video caught her attention:

"Surprise! Golden light appeared in the ruins of the Gaoliu family! It seems that the gods and Buddhas appeared, and the monks defeated the demons!"

"The ruins of the Takayanagi family? Monks?" Misako clicked on the video curiously.

The video is a bit shaky, obviously shot with a mobile phone, but the content is surprisingly clear.

In the middle of the ruins, the overly young neighbor monk sat cross-legged.

On his body... no, beneath his skin, dragon-shaped patterns swirled! Their blazing light made him look like a god.

There were people kneeling all around, bowing devoutly and seeming to be shouting something.

The video also contains the faint, solemn sound of chanting and the low roar of a dragon.

"!!!"

Misako's hand shook and she almost dropped her phone on the freshly mopped floor.

This... is this the monk? !

She suddenly remembered the faint smell of blood on him when he brought back five children last night, and her respectful, almost humble attitude towards the leader of the ninja team this morning.

It turns out...it turns out that he is really not an ordinary person!

No, he's not even human! Is he a living Buddha? Or a dragon god?

Misako quickly recalled her behavior over the past two days. Had she glanced at him more than once out of curiosity? Had she talked about him behind his back? Had she ever shown suspicion or disgust at him bringing the child home?

The more I think about it, the more anxious I become, and the more scared I become.

No, I have to go and apologize. No, I have to go and pay my respects! Yes, I have to go and pay my respects!

"Husband! Husband, come and see!"

Misako rushed into the living room almost jogging with her cell phone in hand, interrupting her husband Amamiya Yosuke who was reading the newspaper.

"What's all the fuss about?"

Yosuke put the newspaper down and frowned impatiently.

"Look at this! It's our neighbor, the monk!"

Misako handed the phone to him, her tone excited.

"He appeared over there in the ruins of the Gao Liu family...! Look at the golden light and the dragon! So many people are kneeling down to worship him!"

Yosuke took the phone, squinted his eyes and looked at it for a few seconds, then a look of disdain appeared on his face. He threw the phone back to Misako:

"What kind of apparition? It's just some deception. These fake monks are getting more and more sophisticated with their scams. They even used the Gao Liu family's affairs to hype it up. Maybe they hired someone to act it out, or it's some kind of lighting effect."

"No! Husband, you don't understand!" Misako was anxious.

"All the Taimanin came this morning and treated him with great respect! He must be no ordinary person!"

"Taimanin (cbeg)?"

Yosuke scoffed.

"Those women are so secretive, who knows what they're up to. Maybe they're teaming up to put on a show for someone. You should stay out of this mess and live a peaceful life. Don't forget, curiosity kills the cat."

He picked up the newspaper and ignored his wife.

Misako felt anxious and angry when she saw her husband's stubborn attitude.

He simply didn't understand that the monk might actually possess the terrifying power shown in the video!

She wanted to argue a few more words, but found that their son Kazuhiko Amemiya was standing at the door of the living room at some point, looking at them silently with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Misako sighed, put her phone away, and decided not to argue with her husband anymore.

She had to figure out a way on her own to at least show her respect.

At this moment, Xiuyuan was sitting on the sofa in the villa, and in front of him stood Mrs. Chengjiang, who was wearing a black professional suit and had a respectful attitude.

She had just finished her report and projected a concise electronic document summary into the air.

"Tanaka Nobuo, his address is located in Ichibancho, Chiyoda-ku, and the security is tight.

His family mainly relies on several poorly managed real estate companies and chains of brothels to survive. It has a high debt ratio, tight cash flow, and is highly dependent on gray income.

Its main bank accounts and secret funding channels have been targeted.”

Mrs. Chengjiang's voice was steady and clear.

Xiuyuan nodded slightly, expressing his satisfaction with Madam Chengjiang's efficiency.

He glanced at the projection, then looked at Madam Chengjiang. He stretched out his hand, and Buddha's light flowed in his palm. Golden energy lines were outlined and intertwined out of thin air, quickly condensing into a complex and solemn temple design.

The drawings are suspended in the air, with every detail visible, from the mountain gate to the main hall, to the monks' quarters and the pagoda forest, with a rigorous layout and magnificent momentum.

"Build according to this plan. You are fully responsible for the funding."

Xiuyuan pushed the drawing condensed by the power of Buddha to Madam Chengjiang.

A hint of surprise flashed across Madam Chengjiang's eyes, and then she returned to her respectful attitude.

She carefully stretched out her hands, as if holding a priceless treasure, and received the blueprint made of light into her terminal device.

"Yes, Master Xiuyuan, Chengjiang will definitely live up to your trust."

She bowed her head deeply, then knelt obediently on the carpet in front of Xiuyuan with a humble attitude.

Xiu Yuan looked at her with no expression on his face, and reached out to gently stroke her soft black hair.

"You've been doing great lately."

Mrs. Chengjiang's body trembled slightly, a charming blush appeared on her face, her breathing became a little rapid, and she raised her face, her eyes full of expectation and desire.

"I allow you to obtain the nectar."

The light in Madam Chengjiang's eyes grew brighter, and she almost couldn't wait to open her mouth and tilt her neck upwards, like a baby bird waiting to be fed, trying to obtain the nectar with the most pious attitude.

Just then, Xiuyuan's cell phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID and saw that it was Ashaji calling.

Xiuyuan picked up the call casually, put it to his ear, and looked down at Chengjiang who was trying hard to obtain the nectar.

"Master Xiuyuan."

Ashaji's voice came with a somewhat businesslike tone, but upon closer listening, it seemed a bit tired and helpless.

"We've investigated the matter of those five girls... Their families... I'm afraid they've all met with misfortune, and all leads have been cut off. Furthermore, they have average physiques and don't possess the potential to become Taimanin."

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, and Ashaji continued:

"According to regulations, we plan to send them to an orphanage..."

"No need."

Xiu Yuan interrupted her in a calm tone.

"As a monk, I am compassionate. Let me adopt these children."

As he spoke, he pressed Chengjiang's head with his hand, paused for a moment, and added.

"It just so happens that I have people here who can teach them."

Ashaji on the other end of the phone was obviously stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect Xiuyuan to propose such a solution.

Although the welfare home is a common choice, the environment and future there... are far inferior to being with a compassionate master.

She was silent for a few seconds, and her voice was filled with genuine gratitude and respect:

"Master... so, thank you so much! On behalf of the children and the Taimanin, I thank you for your kindness!"

Xiu Yuan said "hmm" without any expression and hung up the phone.

Ashaji on the other side was holding the phone, looking at the call end interface, and her favorable impression of this unpredictable Master Xiuyuan increased a little more.

At least, he is not a transcendent who only cares about his own cultivation and ignores the weak.

Madam Chengjiang finally obtained the nectar, and she swallowed it directly.

Then, when he heard Xiu Yuan was going to adopt those children, a gentle and submissive smile appeared on his face:

"Master Xiuyuan, rest assured. Chengjiang will definitely teach them well and make them qualified servants of yours."

Chapter 80: Xiuyuan’s way of dealing with troubles!

After dealing with the call between the adopted girl and Ashaji, Xiuyuan stood up and glanced at Mrs. Chengjiang, who was still kneeling on the carpet with a blush on her cheeks.

She had just received nectar, her breathing was short, her eyes were blurred and submissive, and she was carefully adjusting her professional suit.

"Let's go."

Xiuyuan's voice was calm and peaceful.

"Go and deal with that trouble."

"Yes, Master Xiuyuan."

Madam Chengjiang stood up immediately, with a hint of laziness in her movements that had not yet completely subsided, but her eyes had returned to their usual respectful and capable look.

She walked quickly to the entrance, took out the car keys, opened the door of the villa for Xiuyuan, bowed slightly, and made a gesture of invitation.

Just as the two were about to step out the door, a vibrant voice came from the stairs.

"Brother Xiuyuan!"

Ai Li ran downstairs like a little rabbit, wearing a training suit that was convenient for movement, and her little face was full of excitement and anticipation.

"Are you going out to exorcise demons again? Are you going to fight the bad guys? Take Ai Li with you! Ai Li is a good fighter and can help Brother Xiu Yuan!"

She ran to Xiuyuan, tilted her little face up, looked at him with sparkling eyes, and had an expression that said, "Praise me, take me with you."

In her opinion, every time Brother Xiuyuan went out, he was doing something earth-shaking and full of excitement.