Chapter 166 Buddhist disciples, you can't afford to hurt!
Chapter 166: Buddhist disciple, you can’t afford to hurt me!
"What should we do? Master, you have caused a big trouble!"
Seeing the monk limping away, the shopkeeper's face turned pale with fright, and his whole body was shaking like chaff. He stamped his feet repeatedly, not knowing whether he was complaining or mumbling to himself.
Feng Ziyue smiled indifferently and threw another ingot of silver in the past. "Don't be impatient. I am responsible for all the work. Naturally, I will bear all the responsibility of this monk!"
The shopkeeper looked sad and took away the money. He just shook his head and said, "Young master, just leave as soon as you are done. The old man still has to do business here... Alas, I have no choice but to close this inn and go north to avoid it...
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What he said was very serious, his face was pale, and he was obviously frightened.
Feng Ziyue knew that Beilanduo Temple had great prestige and it was useless to persuade him. He said no more at the moment and just sat down at a table in the hall. He wanted to order some food and drinks, but at this time, the inn was closed.
The people in the center were in panic, and the timid ones had already rubbed their feet and ran away, and no one would come to greet him.
Only the shopkeeper looked panicked, sitting aside blankly, as if he was scared to death.
Fortunately, there were still a lot of food and snacks in the Xumina Mustard Stone, so he took them out and shared them with Qi Xiaodie.
Qi Xiaodie couldn't bear to see the shopkeeper's worried look, "Xiaofeng, this old man is so pitiful. You can't just leave after the fight - you have to deal with that Beilanduo Temple anyway."
That's right, otherwise, the shopkeeper might really not be able to survive..."
Feng Ziyue knew that she was enthusiastic and nodded, "Don't worry! I just wanted to lure out the people from Beilanduo Temple and see if they were related to the people who captured Teacher Gan - the Miaojiang Buddhist Temple is so powerful, and with
The Five Immortals Sect has another grudge, maybe there will be some clues."
Qi Xiaodie's eyes lit up and she nodded: "That's right! After the disappearance of the Five Immortals Sect, the rise of power in the Great Landa Temple may have something to do with the person behind the scenes..."
Feng Ziyue thought the same way. Miao territory is such a big area. Since the people behind the scenes have plots against the Five Immortals Sect and have been doing so for thousands of years, they are the so-called guardian messengers on the dark side. On the bright side, they are not the same.
There may be no restrictions, but now it seems that the most likely one is the Mahalando Temple.
Now that I haven't seen any further signs from Teacher Gongyang, I can only find ways to find clues on my own.
The best way is of course to let people come to you!
He sat peacefully in the lobby of the inn, and after about a cup of tea, he saw several young men running in in panic.
"Shopkeeper Qian! Shopkeeper Qian! It's a disaster! Why don't you leave quickly?"
The shopkeeper was startled, as if he had woken up from a dream, and said in horror: "Xiao Wang, what's wrong? What's the matter?"
"What else can happen?" The young man called Xiao Wang grabbed him urgently and nuzzled his lips in the direction of Feng Ziyue, "The monk you just beat up took Bei Landuo with him.
The master of metallurgy from the temple came over in a very aggressive manner, saying that he wanted to demolish your inn and arrest this young man to go to the temple for dharma rectification!"
"What?" The shopkeeper was shocked, his face was like gold paper, "You read that right, it's Senior Brother Jinxiang who is here in person? This... what should we do?"
On weekdays, he also takes care of the young novice monks in the temple. If the monk who usually manages this street comes here, there is always room for change. Now that the senior brother Jinxiang, who is following the master and has a high status, comes here, then it will be a problem.
It’s not easy!
"This can be wrong!" Xiao Wang jumped anxiously, "Uncle Qian, you'd better run away!"
He seemed to have a good relationship with Shopkeeper Qian, but he was very dissatisfied with Feng Ziyue who caused trouble and never said a word to him.
"This monk actually knows Senior Brother Jinxiang... He is dead this time!" The shopkeeper collapsed on the ground, unable to move. Under the prestige of Beilanduo Temple, he even lost the courage to escape.
After delaying for a while, the monk finally led Senior Brother Jinxiang to block the door of the inn.
"Senior Brother! This is this kid. You must capture him and drag him back to the temple to rectify the Fa. So that I can vent my anger on you, Junior Brother!"
This monk originally knew Senior Brother Jin Xiang. When he was a child, he was ordained and became a novice monk in a temple. However, the temple was not very popular, so the two young monks joined together and came south together. Monk Jin Xiang was fortunate to worship there.
The gate of Beilanduo Temple is now very powerful. The monk has settled in a wild temple in the west of Lingxi. He has been having trouble. Taking advantage of the poisonous city mage's skills, he went to Beilanduo Temple to seek refuge with his childhood senior brother.
He arrived in the afternoon. He originally wanted to find an inn to rest for the night, clean up, and then go see Jin Xiang, so as not to appear too down and out.
Unexpectedly, he heard the shopkeeper complaining and wanted to take the opportunity to make a small fortune, but he was beaten up by Feng Ziyue. He was humiliated and even lost the water mill Zen staff of the guy who was eating. In anger, he ran to Beilanda
Temple found Jin Xiang and cried out, asking him to come and take revenge.
In the past few days, a major ritual ceremony in Shendu City was about to be held. Beilanduo Temple was also extremely nervous, for fear of causing trouble. Monk Jinxiang was even more furious when he heard that someone dared to cause trouble at such a time. He immediately brought some people.
Come to the inn.
Feng Ziyue didn't care about their complicated relationship. He drank tea as if nothing happened and only glanced at the gold-faced monk out of the corner of his eye.
Monk Jinxiang is about forty years old. He has a slim face and a shiny bald head, but has a pair of eyebrows that add a bit of a fierce look. He is wearing a yellow cassock and has a gloomy face.
He was also looking at Feng Ziyue. Seeing that he was dressed luxuriously and was young, he guessed that he was a child of some aristocratic family who came to play in this Lingnan city, so he didn't care much at the moment.
Although there are many aristocratic families in the world, in this one-third of an acre of land in Lingnan Prefecture, who dares not to give some face to Beilanduo Temple.
He snorted coldly and said with a smile: "Young master, are you the one who wants to teach this incompetent junior brother of mine?"
Feng Ziyue took a sip of tea, glanced at him, and sneered: "It's me, young master, so what?"
He could want to make things worse, and his tone was deliberately a bit dandy. When Qi Xiaodie saw him pretending to be like this, she couldn't help but laugh, so she had to lower her head and try to endure it.
The Jinxiang monk was angry and sneered: "In this Lingnan city, Buddha is revered. The innkeeper slandered Buddha behind his back. This is a serious crime. My junior brother wants to take him to Beilanduo Temple and deal with it. It is also right."
, Whose disciple are you? How dare you obstruct him and even injure him! You know that you cannot afford to injure our Three Jewels, the Buddha, Dharma, and Sangha! If you are injured, you will fall into Avici Hell after death!"
Feng Ziyue frowned and said, "You're such a ignorant monk. This fat monk is domineering and bullies good people. I just gave him a lesson casually, but you still dare to ask me? Get out of here, otherwise we won't even be together anymore."
You fought too!"
Monk Jinxiang was furious. The reputation of Beilanduo Temple was unparalleled in this Lingnan city. He had always been the only one to play rough tricks with others. How could anyone dare to play rough tricks in front of him? In a rage, he shouted curses and shook his fists.
Hit Feng Ziyue in the chest!
"Boy, you are looking for death!"
His boxing technique was very strict, it was the authentic form of Vajra Zen, and the power of his boxing was so strong that it made people unable to open their eyes.
But Feng Ziyue didn't need to open his eyes at all. He didn't even look. He just waved his hand and heard a thump. For some reason, the gold-faced monk fell to the ground and crawled at his feet!
Feng Ziyue laughed loudly and stepped on his bald head.
"This monk is very disgusting. He dares to disturb me while I am eating. Just lie here and be my stepping stool!"
He stepped on the head of Monk Jinxiang with both feet. Monk Jinxiang was shocked and angry. He was so weak that he couldn't resist. He was so angry that he fainted.
Suddenly, the onlookers roared!
This gold-faced monk is the senior disciple of Beilanduo Temple. His boxing skills are unparalleled. He is said to be a master in the realm of great martial arts. However, he was stepped on by this young man. Is this okay?
How could Beilando Temple be willing to give up?
The tall monk was also dumbfounded. Brother Jinxiang's ability was countless times higher than his own. He thought he was an iron-clad supporter, but he didn't expect that he would be knocked down before he even met him - then he would be kicked over.
, it’s not really unfair.
"You still dare to talk here, do you want to end up here too?"
Feng Ziyue laughed loudly and stared coldly at the remaining group of monks.
This group of monks are the disciples of Jin Xiang. Now that they see that their master can't stop him from even a single move, and now their life or death is uncertain, they still dare to say anything and shout. They scatter like birds and beasts. Those who are bolder still leave a shout.
"Boy, just wait, Beilando Temple will not let you go!"
Feng Ziyue laughed loudly, "If you have the guts, just let your horse come over!"
He knew that this gold-faced monk was also an important figure in the temple. Now that he was stepping on his feet, Beilando Temple had no reason not to come forward. He was waiting here, waiting to see the people in Beilando Temple.
Now with Feng Ziyue's strength, naturally he will not take a powerful person in the secular world seriously. He did this deliberately, just to attract the brains of Beilanduo Temple and touch them and plunder Gan Ningshuang.
matter, does it matter?
The onlookers were all stunned. In their eyes, Senior Brother Jinxiang was a god-like existence. How could anyone dare to disobey him? Now, he was trampled under the soles of a fifteen or sixteen year old boy. How could it not be shocking?
"People are dead! People are dead! Even Senior Brother Jinxiang was beaten. I can't save this inn!"
The shopkeeper burst into tears and slapped his ears hard, "It's all my fault for my bad mouth, what are you talking about!"
Seeing that Feng Ziyue was powerful, he naturally didn't dare to provoke him, and he only dared to express his temper on his own.
"It's already this time, why bother with the inn? Uncle Qian, run for your life!"
Xiao Wang and several other young people grabbed the shopkeeper and rushed out of the door, as if there was a plague spreading here or something. They didn't dare to stay for a moment. At this time, all the guests staying in the hotel scattered like birds and beasts, even the two people who had just been there
When the monk who lived in the house heard about this, he also turned around and left with a look of horror on his face.
In this moment, only Feng Ziyue and Qi Xiaodie were left in the inn - and there was a senior brother Jinxiang who fell on the ground and was unknown.
Qi Xiaodie shrugged helplessly and widened her eyes curiously, "Why... why did everyone run away?"
Feng Ziyue gave a bitter smile, "I'm just afraid of being implicated by us."
Feng Ziyue was naturally sure that he could keep the shopkeeper and others, but he had no choice if they were too timid to run away. Anyway, after the matter was settled, the shopkeeper would naturally come back if he couldn't bear to part with the inn, so he didn't have to be too nervous.
Too worried.
Now, we just have to wait for the more important figures from Beilando Temple to appear and see if there is any news.
Qi Xiaodie shook her head. Although she had been reincarnated for a long time, she still didn't understand the way of life. Although Feng Ziyue deliberately provoked trouble, he also clearly saved the shopkeeper once. Who knew that he would be so afraid?
It seemed that it was best for him not to save her. She really couldn't figure out the thoughts of this kind of people.
As for the people in the inn, all the people were running around, people were peeping at the door to watch the excitement, but half of the street was packed, which also puzzled her.
"It's really Senior Brother Jinxiang - I recognize that cassock. The last time he went to the south of the city to collect rent, he was wearing this!"
"You read that right? Senior Brother Jinxiang is very capable. Some people say that he can lift up the two stone lions at the entrance of Beilanda Temple and play with them. How come they are lying on the ground like a puddle of mud?"
"Who is this young man? How dare you offend Beilanda Temple?"
"No matter what his origins are, even if he is a relative of the emperor, if he offends the great monks in Lingnan City, he is seeking death!"
People at the door were all talking and looking inside the inn, but no one dared to step into the inn.
"Amitabha!"
I heard a Buddha's call coming from far away. Although the people were still far away, the sound covered the whole street. Everyone was frightened and ran away to make way for a road. I saw a hurried man running from the direction of Beilanduo Temple.
A team of monks came out, carrying a soft couch. On the soft couch, sitting on the soft couch was an old monk who closed his eyes and chanted the Buddha's name.
"It's Master Kulu! Master Kulu came out in person!"
The crowd exclaimed loudly.
This Master Kulu is the head of the Heavenly King Hall of Beilanduo Temple. I heard that he is a martial arts master and is not under the presiding master Kudu. If he were not a few years younger, when he took over the post of Beilanduo Temple, he would
I'm afraid there will still be a fight between dragons and tigers.
He usually only recited Buddha's name in the temple and rarely appeared in front of others. Unexpectedly, he would personally take action for the matter of Brother Metallurgy!
As a result, the young man in the inn, even if he has three heads and six arms, is probably in danger. Although the people in Lingnan City are frightened by the power of Beilanduo Temple and dare not speak out, they still can't.
They all felt worried about that young man.
Feng Ziyue raised his eyebrows and smiled softly when he heard the sounds outside.
The monk was wearing a red cassock, with white eyebrows and beard, and a thin body. He looked a bit like an eminent monk. He did not open his eyes all the way. When he reached the door of the inn on the soft couch, he opened his eyes and saw only his eyes.
It was like blood, but it shone with an evil light.
"That young man, you still won't let go of my nephew! Do you know that you can't afford to hurt my disciple of Beilanduo Temple?"