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Originally, when the Taiqing faction purchased materials, they bought them at a price that exceeded the market price, with the purpose of making the lives of the nearby people better.

He really can't bear to ask Ziyang to reduce the funds for purchasing materials now.

Fortunately, most of these people are not the kind of garbage who pick up the bowl to eat and put down the bowl to scold their mothers. They even discussed and lowered the price spontaneously.

But this is not a long-term solution. Most of the buildings in the Taiqing School have not been repaired for several years.

"Then let me ask you a question." Wu Qiong thought for a while: "Are you still insisting on not reducing the acquisition cost for food and clothing?"

"That's right." Ziyang said firmly, "This is the last stubbornness of Pindao."

Everyone must have a bottom line. Although he is willing to throw himself into darkness for the sect's brothers and nephews, he is determined not to let the common people suffer because of him.

This is his bottom line.

"It's actually easy to handle." Wu Qiong raised his eyebrows, "Since we can't reduce expenditure, we have to increase revenue."

Ziyang leaned forward slightly: "Brother Qu, please enlighten me!"

"Wouldn't it be better to take back the property that was given up before?" Wu Qiong's mouth curled slightly, his eyes were cold, "Those sects took advantage of the fire to rob, if it was for other reasons, it's fine. And after Da Zhou went north to fight against the barbarians, he did this kind of thing...you can bear it?!"

"So what if you can't bear it." Ziyang sighed bitterly, "The high-end combat power in the sect is not in the frontier, so we can only bear it until the disciples of the generation of Pindao get up."

"You're right or wrong." Wu Qiong filled his glass with fine wine, "If it was in the past, your decision was right. But it's different now, because I'm here."

Ziyang's eyes lit up, and he raised his hand to toast: "Brother Qu, you mean..."

"Zhuzi, you are too pure to take advantage of the faction, just come to the door and ask for it back." Wu Qiong clinked his glass with him, "I will go with you, as long as they hand it over honestly, that's all. If they don't... .. hum."

"I want them to walk around if they can't eat!"

Ziyang drank it all down, put down his wine glass, got up and made a big salute: "I won't talk too much! From today on, Brother Qu, no, Brother Qu! You are my dear brother!"

"Didn't you call me old?" Wu Qiong pulled him to sit down and filled him with wine, "You just call me nameless."

Anyway, it's not my real name, and I can take the opportunity to be promoted for a lifetime, so happy.

More than an hour has passed between pushing the cup and placing it in the cup.

Wu Qiong patted Xuankong, who had been silent since just now, and his thoughts were flying to nowhere: "God, what are you thinking?"

"Didn't you have something to say just now, let's talk about it."

Xuan Kong smiled slightly, and clinked a glass with him: "Wu Ming, I have a question, I don't know whether to ask it or not."

"I said it's not appropriate to ask, so why don't you ask?" Wu Qiong gently turned the wine glass, "Ask."

"Okay." Xuankong took a breath and asked, "Wuming, what level is your cultivation level...in the 'Cave Void Realm'?"

Wu Qiong thought for a while and said, "Hmm... probably belongs to the lower middle level."

Rubbing his chin, he said modestly: "If I'm facing a 'Void Realm', I'm sure to kill him within three moves; if there are two 'Void Realm', I can easily win; if there are three, I may need trouble A few; four are probably evenly matched; if there are more than five, I will run away."

Xuan Kong: "..."

Ziyang: "..."

How is this below average?This is the No.1 under "The Other Side"!

"Then here comes the question." Wu Qiong drank another glass of wine, "Why do you ask this, dog?"

It's unbelievable, but Wuming shouldn't be joking about this kind of thing.

Xuankong took a deep breath, and solemnly said: "Wuming, I want to ask you...to help me get rid of all the previous elders of Shaolin Temple!"

Wu Qiong: "!!!"

He glanced at Ziyang, who was equally astonished. Is this what you mean by "just thinking too much"?

It's so dark at home, okay?

3 Chapter Fifty: The Rotten Old Guys Should Be Eliminated

Wu Qiong was startled: "Gouzi, you are so inflated that you actually want to deceive your master and destroy your ancestors!"

"The master of the little monk has passed away, as for those bald donkeys...hehe, they are not worthy of being Buddhist disciples." Xuankong sneered.

Now he does not have a future city, or he feels that Wu Qiong Ziyang is his own, so there is no need to hide his thoughts from them.

"You look so angry..." Wu Qiong frowned, "Did something happen to Shaolin Temple?"

"These old fellows are completely the black sheep of Shaolin!" Xuan Kong gritted his teeth and said, "You don't know, since the master passed away, they have been lawless, they just set up small groups in the temple, and they say one thing and do another!

Anyone who cheers for them can get more resources. Their disciples are arrogant and bully their fellow sects. As long as the same sect resists, they will fight sideways, but when their disciples bully others, they will pretend to be deaf and dumb! "

Wu Qiong nodded to express his understanding, double-standard dog, I have seen a lot.

Xuankong continued: "And now it has developed outside the temple! Those scumbags are doing all kinds of bad things under the banner of Shaolin Temple!

Such things as forcing a mother into prostitution, buying and selling by force are all trivial matters!There are countless people whose families were ruined by them!The key is that they are still under the banner of Shaolin Temple! "

He slammed his fist hard on the table: "Young monks went to them to argue! The group of immortals actually said that Shaolin is a holy land of Buddhism, representing the Buddha to work hard to spread the Dharma, so that the people can live in bliss after death. They get some hard work and rights. It should be!

If it continues like this, what face will the little monk have to meet the Buddha and the abbots for generations after a hundred years? ! "

Wu Qiong frowned. Indeed, corruption always breeds inside.

He sighed: "Tell me, dog, what do you want me to do."

"Originally, I have secretly contacted most of my juniors, but we are not strong enough to do anything in a short time. But it will be different with Wuming here!" Xuankong was suddenly excited, "If Wuming's strength is true, then we will It can be activated in advance to get rid of those damn old guys in one fell swoop!"

Wu Qiong drank calmly: "It's okay to help you, but I won't take the blame."

"Don't worry, I won't pass it on to outsiders." Xuankong agreed.

Wu Qiong nodded, no wonder the whole world of the Zhou Dynasty didn't know about it 20 years later, but when he asked this old bald donkey, he said it. Seeing a face that looks like his own...is he not an outsider? !

Ziyang next to him suddenly said: "What is your plan?"

This matter is extremely dangerous, and he cannot stay out of it.

"You don't need to worry about this matter, the Taiqing faction is what you have to think about." Xuan Kong waved his hand.

"That's right, with me here, the dog will be fine." Wu Qiong's mouth turned up.

Now he is more confident than others!

"But you still have to tell me how you plan to do it."