I was hiding in the village and became the Grandmaster of all things!

A warning filled with murderous intent lingered in the ears of all the monks in Vajra Temple.

They didn't come back to their senses for a long time.

Deep in my heart, the terrifying scene and pressure just now kept emerging.

Inside the palace, the abbot, Master Jingwen, slowly stood up. He looked up and saw that the huge golden Buddha statue in front of him was covered with cracks, which were distributed all over the statue like spider webs.

Looking at those cracks, it seems that this golden Buddha statue may shatter into pieces of gold at any time.

Jingwen was filled with anger, but he couldn't vent it. Even his uncle in the Soul Fireworks Hall and the three great masters in the back mountain didn't dare to come out to confront him, which showed how terrifying the old man was.

What can a mere monk in the Soul Condensation Realm do...

"True sandalwood..."

"Master..." A monk dressed as a middle-aged man came forward and asked in a low voice.

"Go tell the pilgrims outside that our Vajra Temple will be closed for five years. No one is allowed to go up the mountain during these five years, and our disciples are not allowed to go down the mountain, otherwise they will be expelled from the Vajra Temple." Old Monk Jingwen said in a flat voice.

"Yes, Master..."

Upon hearing this, Monk Zhentan turned around and walked outside.

Five years is enough time for the monks in their temple to heal their injuries and recover. They will then settle the score.

Although their Vajra Temple is no match for that man in the vast continent, they still have predecessors who have ascended to the upper realm.

After reporting to the master in the upper realm, the decision will be made by the master.

This is how the world is. If you want to make a living in this world, you have to have someone to back you up, otherwise you won’t dare to retaliate if you are bullied. But they are different, they have someone to back them up.

By then, the revenge can be taken.

Soon after, all the pilgrims of Vajra Temple were driven down Mount Agung. At the same time, Vajra Temple was covered by a transparent light curtain. Then, the entire Mount Agung disappeared on the spot and was hidden by the formation.

The next day.

The entire barbarian grassland received the news that their patron, Vajra Temple, was closing its doors.

This news is also spreading to other countries.

Not to mention the Vajra Temple.

In Ping'an Town.

Lin Qingzhi brought the two little ones to the town.

When he arrived at the town market where the stalls were set up, Lin Qingzhi saw his uncle and aunt surrounded by a crowd.

They had smiles on their faces and were constantly packing braised meat and braised pork offal.

Looking at the line of people waiting to sell braised meat, Lin Qingzhi couldn't help but be a little surprised. He thought that the meat wouldn't sell well on the first day.

After all, braised meat is not only expensive, but also contains pig offal, which is considered dirty.

Because pig offal is difficult to process, it will have a smell no matter how they are processed, so not only the wealthy families, but even many ordinary people will not eat it.

Only some poor people who have not eaten meat for a long time would buy it to supplement their oily water.

I never thought there would be so many rich people in this small town! I watched those people rush to my uncle's stall, clamoring for how much braised meat they wanted.

Lin Qingzhi knew that his uncle could earn some money to support the family.

In the future, let him buy a shop in town so that he won’t have to rush to town so early in the morning.

Seeing that there was not much braised meat left in his uncle's bucket, Lin Qingzhi did not take the two little ones to help. Instead, he turned and walked towards the Linjiang Restaurant. He didn't know who had heard that the food in the restaurant was delicious.

So, the foodie Xiao Yaoer had been begging to come to the restaurant to try it, so Lin Qingzhi had no choice but to bring the two children over to have a look.

I originally wanted to bring my grandparents along.

But one of them went to talk to his uncle about building a private school, and the other just happened to make an appointment with Aunt Lin, whom he had just met, to go to the fields to pick wild vegetables together.

Aunt Lin is about the same age as my grandmother.

The two had just met and got along very well. They had been chatting together for the past few days.

Aunt Lin also took my grandmother to meet the intelligence brigade at the entrance of the village, and luckily she joined them.

When she came back, she told Lin Qingzhi and others the gossip she had heard. Except for her grandfather who didn't like to listen to gossip, everyone in the family listened with great interest.

The most enthusiastic one was my aunt, who kept asking my grandmother to take her there next time.

Wow, from now on there will be two members of the intelligence team in the family, and then everything that happens in the village will not be hidden from everyone in the family.

She is worthy of being the wife of a scholar.

He is smart and knows that he must join the intelligence team first before he can live well in the village.

The three of them, one big and two small, soon arrived at the Linjiang Restaurant.

As soon as I walked into the restaurant, I saw Lin Fugui sitting behind the counter and counting the bills.

Uncle Fugui is indeed destined to be rich. Look at his belly. How could he be so fat if he wasn't blessed?

"Uncle Fugui, I'm here to take care of your business today." Lin Qingzhi smiled and shouted to Lin Fugui who was counting the accounts.

"Oh! Our scholar is here, and with him are two little guys, Xiaoyaoer and Xiaofan. Come to grandpa, I'll give you something delicious." Lin Fugui wanted to make a joke when he saw Lin Qingzhi, but after seeing Xiaoyaoer and Lin Fan, his eyes suddenly lit up. He ignored Lin Qingzhi and waved to the two little guys.

Lin Fugui's grandson is already eleven or twelve years old, which makes him a big kid. He is no longer as cute as he was when he was little.

Therefore, every time Lin Fugui saw the children in the village, his face was full of joy. Every time he returned to the village, he would bring some snacks in his pocket specifically for these children.

Of course, Xiao Yaoer and Lin Fan also took the snacks given by Lin Fugui.

"Grandpa Fugui..."

Xiao Yaoer also had a good impression of this grandfather who always gave her delicious food every time she saw him, so she opened her arms and rushed towards Lin Fugui.

"Hey! How come you have time today to follow your father to town?" Lin Fugui said with a smile as he picked up Xiao Yaoer.

"I want Daddy to take me to the restaurant in town for dinner. I haven't eaten there yet!"

Xiao Yaoer looked at the restaurant's furnishings curiously.

"Hahaha... Come on, Grandpa Fugui will take you to sit down, and I'll ask the chef to cook a lot of delicious food for our little Yaoer." As soon as you see the happy smile on Lin Fugui's face, you can tell how much he likes children.

"Great! Thank you, Grandpa Fugui..." Xiao Yaoer's eyes lit up when she heard about delicious food.

He raised his hands and cheered.

Lin Qingzhi and Lin Fan, who were following behind him, both had dark lines on their faces. The scene of a pot-bellied chef coming with his pretty daughter/sister to propose marriage appeared in their minds again.

No, Xiao Yaoer still needs to realize as soon as possible that no one in this world can match his old father’s cooking skills.

Several people sat down at a table near the window. After a while, the child came over with tea and some snacks.

"Hey! Have you heard? The barbarians have retreated, and I heard that even some tribes near Jianmen Pass have moved away." At this time, a voice sounded from the table next to him.

The speaker was a big bearded man.