The hustle and bustle here has long alarmed the pilgrims who are staying here.

They didn't know the reason behind the incident, and when they arrived, the fight had already started.

However, when they heard Song Qingci's words, they reacted even more strongly than Jie Chen.

"What nonsense are you talking about, woman! This Hanyin Temple has been full for a long time, there's no room for anyone else. Besides, what kind of place is this Main Hall? How can you be so presumptuous?"

"Exactly, where did this wild woman come from? You attacked the masters just because you disagreed with them. Where did you get the courage to do that in Hanyin Temple? Aren't you afraid of disturbing the Buddha?"

"This woman looks quite noble, but how could she behave like such a bandit? How could she be so cruel?"

I wonder how many people can still live in such a quiet environment in Hanyin Temple in this year of great disaster.

In order to live here, they donated incense money which was calculated per person, one hundred taels per person.

What exactly does it mean for this woman to behave like this now?

If all the disaster victims are really allowed to move in, how can their living environment be guaranteed?

No!

This is absolutely not possible!

Song Qingci glanced at those people who were talking at once. Wherever his eyes passed, those people would shut up because of Song Qingci's strong pressure.

"If you behave yourself, there will naturally be a place for you in this temple. If you don't behave yourself, I don't mind letting you go down the mountain to experience the real life of the disaster victims."

Song Qingci's tone of voice was not particularly high, but to people's ears, the effect was simply deafening.

"Why are you?!"

There are always people who like to be in the spotlight at times like this.

Song Qingci looked at the person asking the question and said word by word, "I can throw you out!"

The man stopped talking.

In this situation, he could only slip up once. He had a premonition that if he dared to slip up again, being thrown out would definitely be his fate.

Song Qingci looked around and said, "Everyone, go back and pack your things. There should be at least ten people staying in one room."

"ten people?"

"above?"

All the pilgrims looked troubled.

They were respectable people, and when they were the only ones living in the wing of Hanyin Temple, they felt the room was crowded.

There is no room for many things.

Now there are ten people living here?

How to stay? There is only one bed in each room, so what about the extra people? Do they sleep on the floor?

Seeing that people were about to make trouble, Song Qingci drew out the sword from the Golden Eagle Guard beside him and chopped it off the copper incense burner in the middle of the square.

Just like that, there was a sound of tearing gold and silk.

The large incense burner that was intact just now is missing an ear.

This scene shocked everyone on the spot.

"If you all just follow my orders, we can still maintain a little respect for each other. If you insist on causing trouble for me, this incense burner will be your consequence."

Song Qingci's knife not only hit the incense burner, but also hit everyone's heart.

Jie Chen also looked at her in disbelief.

I originally thought that she was so arrogant because she relied on the guards around her.

Unexpectedly, she herself had such ability.

The knife used to chop the incense burner had not bent at all and was still shining silver.

One can imagine how skillfully that knife was used.

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