At almost noon, Shifang appeared on a street densely packed with blacksmith shops.
The tall and thick-looking men, armed with swords, guns, swords and halberds, or axes, axes, hooks and forks, were pulling passersby to sell.
"Knives for sale! Knives for sale! The newly made golden ring knife is so sharp that beheading is just like cutting a melon!"
"Really? Then give it a try!"
"An iron rod! An iron rod! It's thick, hard, and long. Let alone a human, you can hit a ghost with two sticks!"
"Hey, don't rush away. Look at my short knife. It's faster than a butcher's knife. It doesn't take much effort to go in with a white knife and come out with a red knife!"
The blacksmiths yelled wantonly, were naked to the waist, displayed their weapons, and also showed off their toughness.
Occasionally, two sellers would like a buyer at the same time, and they would start scolding each other after saying a few words, and occasionally they would even make a fuss about it.
Most of the time, the guests are not afraid and will take out a big sword at every turn to show that they are not to be trifled with.
Shifang held a Zen staff in one hand and held the golden Buddha tightly in his arms. He felt that there was no good person wherever he looked.
"Alas, when evil people are in power, people's hearts are not as old as they used to be!"
Just when he was at a loss, a sigh came from the side.
Shifang followed the voice and looked over, finding that the speaker was actually a thin and small blacksmith.
This man was as skinny as a stick, not only did he not have half a muscle on his body, he also had a dull complexion and was less than five feet tall.
While he was speaking, he was holding up a chain and trying to hang it on it, but he was not tall enough and could not reach it.
Seeing this scene, Shifang suddenly felt pity and stepped forward quickly: "Are you a blacksmith too?"
"Not anymore!"
The man shook his head and sighed, "It's hard to be a good person these days. If you do a business, you'll lose one business. If you keep doing it, you'll lose your pants. I'm ready to change my career!"
"No! I know you are a good person. If you make another order, just treat it as helping me!" Shifang grabbed his arm and begged.
"Come here, come here!" The man waved his hand in disinterest: "Little monk, listen to my advice, this is not the place you should come, so you'd better leave quickly! Besides, I don't use weapons anymore!"
"I don't want a weapon! I want something to stick to!"
Shifang was afraid of letting go of this last chance, so he couldn't wait to open the bag, revealing the golden Buddha broken into three pieces inside.
The man's eyes suddenly widened and he froze on the spot.
Shifang thought he was just shocked by the Golden Buddha, so he didn't think much about it and asked, "Can you help me one last time? Good guy!"
The man came back to his senses, covered his bag, and lowered his voice: "Are you crazy? You are walking through the market with such a large piece of gold. Aren't you afraid that it will disappear among people?"
"But... I want to save the master!" Shifang was a little at a loss.
"Okay, okay, I'll just accumulate merit and do a good deed in the end!" The man shook his head.
Seeing that he finally agreed, Shifang was overjoyed and hurriedly handed the golden Buddha to him.
Then he looked at him eagerly and stuffed the golden Buddha into the cash box.
Shifang blinked: "What are you doing?"
"What are you doing?" The man suddenly changed his face, put his hands on his hips, and his eyes widened for a full circle: "If you don't have money, monk, get out of here. Don't block here and affect my business!"
"I know, you want to steal my golden Buddha!"
"What golden Buddha? I don't know what you are talking about. Hurry up and go away!"
"Give me back the golden Buddha, give me back!"
Shifang wanted to grab the cash box, but was pushed away by the man. Thinking that his master was in danger and the golden Buddha was the only way to save him, his eyes suddenly turned red and he grabbed the man's neck.
The man's face turned red from being pinched, he couldn't breathe, and he screamed for help with difficulty.
Shifang thought that no one would take notice of him, but in the blink of an eye, a group of blacksmiths surrounded him.
But it was only then that he realized that he had been tricked, and that this little man was in the hands of these rude men.
On the second floor of the inn, Gao Ning and Monk Mingxiu stood side by side outside the window, observing the chaos below from a very clever angle.
Shifang is indeed a weak fighter. Except for being able to subdue Xiao Zhuo, no one in the entire movie can defeat him.
I was deceived and even pushed and knocked over the noodle stall.
If he hadn't happened to meet Yan Chixia, the young monk might not have been able to see the sun the next day.
Seeing a group of blacksmiths from a distance, she was frightened and took the initiative to retreat. Yan Chixia took Shifang and began to settle accounts. Gao Ning chuckled, took a step back and disappeared silently into a black cloud.
"Wait for me a moment!"
Monk Mingxiu did not look back, he stared at Yan Chixia closely.
To be precise, he was staring at the scroll on his waist.
After waiting for so long, I finally saw the treasure I had longed for.
A group of blacksmiths were alone together, watching with bright eyes as the little man took out three pieces of golden Buddha from the money box and carefully pieced them together.
"Wow, it's pure gold. It's worth hundreds of dollars at least!"
"A few hundred? Are you kidding? You haven't seen what kind of craftsmanship this is? A golden Buddha of this level may have been ordained by a monk. Without a few thousand taels of silver, you can't touch anything!"
The little blacksmith sneered, but his eyes were fixed on the golden Buddha, with a look of confusion on his face.
Gao Ning took charge of the beams of the blacksmith shed in the image of a devil, but looked at the state of several blacksmiths with some strangeness, and observed the people on the street from a distance.
I always feel like these guys' reactions are a bit counterintuitive.
Evil people are not brainless.
Shifang grew up in a temple and has a simple temper. It is understandable that he was deceived.
However, the liar blatantly turned into a robbery, and did not control the young monk. After discovering that the other party had the support of powerful people, he still blatantly exposed it.
No matter which aspect it is, it is not in line with human nature and common sense.
Gao Ning thought to himself.
If it were him, he would not fall out immediately. Instead, he would take the young monk to a hidden place because working on the street is too risky, or for some other reason.
After avoiding the surrounding eyes, wouldn't it be much easier to find a way to round and flatten the little monk?
Even if you don't commit murder, you can avoid a lot of trouble by tying the little monk to a random place.
However, there is so much normal logic that a blacksmith doesn't use, but he still waits for the opponent to come to him after the robbery, which seems very brainless.
Even if the blacksmith is rude and accustomed to using force to suppress others.
But he has become the head of the blacksmiths with his image of a Pai Gu Jing, so he should be more or less intelligent, right?
Therefore, no matter which direction you look at it, the logic of this guy's behavior is very irrational.
Gao Ning was puzzled.
Seeing that Yan Chixia had settled the account and had already stood up and walked this way, he no longer hesitated, dived down, rolled up the golden Buddha and disappeared instantly.
The blacksmiths who were watching the Golden Buddha felt their eyes were dazzled when the golden Buddha statue disappeared under their noses.
