Chapter 141 Holy Monk (2)
After physically transforming the Fengsha Sect disciples, the two-person team turned into a three-person team.
The good news is that Mr. Hu no longer has to carry the luggage. The bad news is that the little guy carrying the luggage may have been a bit stimulated and was talking to himself crazily along the way.
Although he looked down upon such a villain, his appearance was too pitiful. Master Hu was naturally a talkative person, so he couldn't help but go over to strike up a conversation.
However, this irritated little guy obviously had no intention of chatting, and still lowered his head and muttered to himself as if he hadn't heard anything.
Master Hu was very doubtful whether this person would still have a clear mind when they walked all the way to the government office to hand him over.
I can’t blame anyone in the world for mentioning the unique way Master Shi Heng “saved” people. Think about it, those he “saved” would either turn into yellow sand or become crazy. This compassionate man Naturally, no one can see the true face of the master.
It wasn't until he walked out of the desert that Master Hu discovered why Master Shi Heng's reputation for compassion spread so widely.
Out of the desert, there is a small city outside.
Master Hu is disgraced and the minions are crazy, but they are in front of them.
Lin Shiheng was wearing a white outer shirt with a black and gold monk's robe underneath. He was holding a unique warm-colored black black wood staff. He had clearly just walked out of the desert, and his pair of monk shoes were not stained by the dust at all.
Coupled with his jade-like face and clear compassionate eyes, Master Hu seemed to see the Buddha's light radiating from him every step he took.
Face control is a thing that exists not only in modern times, but also in ancient times, and it is more serious than modern times.
It's like a knight walking in the rivers and lakes, bravely rescuing beauties for heroes. If the knight is handsome and graceful, the woman who is saved will shyly say: I pledge my life to save my life.
And if the knight is unfortunate enough to look miserable, then he is likely to get a sentence: The knight's life-saving grace cannot be repaid, and he will be a cow and a horse for you in the next life, with a ring made of grass.
This is the different result brought about by the gap in appearance.
Of course, when the people in this small town looked over, a monk with a jade-like face and an appearance even more handsome than the god in the sky walked step by step. Every step he took seemed to reveal the message "I am an eminent monk". They Even if you don't know Master Shi Heng's reputation in the world, your favorable impression will skyrocket in an instant.
This is the importance of appearance.
When Master Hu once single-handedly traveled the world to fight for justice, because of his handsome face, good martial arts skills, and his good attitude of caring for all living beings, he was really popular wherever he went.
He is a man who is keen on doing good deeds. If he wrote a book about the good deeds he has done over the years, Tie Tie would be able to publish several books.
He hadn't thought about this small town before when he was in the desert. As soon as he saw the plaque on the city, Master Hu immediately thought of it. Isn't this the place where he first grew up and had a righteous image?
At that time, he walked into the desert without knowing what happened, and when he came out, he saw this small town. He originally planned to go in and repair it for a while, but he happened to catch up with a trafficker who was abducting children. The yamen thief couldn't catch the chicken thief, but Master Hu endured two days without food and laid in wait for two days and two nights before catching him.
When he rescued the children, the people in the city were grateful and regarded Master Hu as a great hero. If he hadn't stopped him in a dumbfounded way, they would have built a monument to him.
Visiting the old place again will leave you with a special feeling in your heart.
It has only been a few years since that incident happened. I think the simple people in the city have not forgotten his handsome face, Master Hu.
Master Hu, who had long been accustomed to being the center of attention, tidied up his hair as soon as he entered the city, coughed dryly, and walked behind Lin Shiheng with his head held high, trying not to be suppressed by this master who exuded the holy light.
We must let the master know that he is not just a follower carrying a bag. He is also famous in the world.
However, along the way, Master Hu sadly discovered that the people in the city looked at Master Shi Heng with admiration, and also looked at the miserable little guy carrying a bag with curiosity, but no one even looked at him.
Hello!
It's me!
I was the one who saved dozens of children back then!
If you don't say I am a hero, don't you mean you will remember me for the rest of your life?
Master Hu's heart is full of roaring spirit. Unfortunately, as a hero with a full personality, even if he wants to put a label on his face, "I am the person you said you would remember me for the rest of my life", he can only show his face. He looked nonchalant and showed no expectation.
The people in the city were indeed as simple as he remembered. Even if they were curious about Master Shi Heng's equipment, which looked very impressive, no one dared to come up and ask questions. They only dared to look at it quietly.
Lin Shiheng was looked at calmly by them, holding the staff in his hand and still walking forward step by step.
"Master, should we find a place to stay?"
“Why bother with food, clothing, housing and transportation when you are away from home?”
Master Hu twitched the corners of his mouth.
The master didn't care what he said. Along the way, he boiled the hot water, cooked the rice, and even laid the bedding for the night's rest. He, Master Hu, has been traveling around the world for so long, and yet he still has it. I have never seen such a fastidious monk.
However, he didn't dare to say anything, because the top seven of Fengsha Sect hadn't arrived yet.
The fastidious Lin Shiheng passed by the largest inn in the city and walked to the government office without looking sideways.
"This is a member of the Fengsha Sect who has been converted by the poor monk."
The monk's face was calm, and there was a hint of compassion in his eyes. "Although he has been converted, the past crimes cannot be disappeared by a poor monk reciting a few words of sutra, and the person will be handed over to the government."
The yamen official had heard before that an eminent monk had come to the city. Just by looking at his appearance, one could be convinced. When he saw that the eminent monk actually brought a wanted criminal, his face was full of admiration.
"Thank you, Master."
He compared the face of the little gangster and said, "What a coincidence. This thief is from my city. He killed a family of seven and then escaped. He is considered a heinous crime. He is already on a wanted order and is rewarded with thirty taels of silver." "Master, wait a minute. I'll bring you the reward money after I go in and ask your Excellency for the name of the prisoner."
The monk with a holy face frowned slightly and refused: "The poor monk saved him not for the reward of silver."
The yamen servant looked over with even more admiration.
Thirty taels is not a small amount, and you can extrapolate thirty taels from this, eminent monk!
Master Hu's eyes twitched as he watched the yamen officer go in with an expression of "Oh my God, this is the real master", and asked quietly: "Master, do you really not want the silver reward?"
"Amitabha."
The monk recited the Buddha's name: "Everything in the world has its own destiny."
oh……
In other words, I want it.
Master Hu watched helplessly as Lin Shiheng took thirty taels, then turned around and went to the inn to book a room.
He was very dissatisfied with this.
"Master, I have worked so hard to follow you, why do you want to give me a room?"
Lin Shiheng glanced at him, put the bundle on the table, and rummaged inside for a while.
Master Hu was very curious. Could he be looking for some silver to book a house for him?
Then he watched the monk take out a piece of rice paper from his baggage, polish the ink, and draw a room in front of Master Hu.
After finishing the painting, Lin Shiheng pushed the piece of paper in front of Master Hu.
It means giving it to him.
Master Hu: "..."
Thinking that there were more than three hundred people in the villa, he still endured this and put a few chairs together and used them as beds.
After waking up until dawn, Master Hu was awakened by a burst of noise below.
When he raised his eyes, he saw Lin Shiheng sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed, muttering something in a low voice.
"Master, what are you doing?"
"Transcendence."
Master Hu immediately stood up and looked around, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw no ashes.
He moved closer to the bed and looked underground. He saw that there seemed to be some kind of activity going on in the city. A group of people were spreading yellow paper, and some were holding wooden sculptures. The scene was solemn and noisy, and there were many half-year-old children. The ignorant man was walking behind in mourning clothes, and a woman beside him was wiping her tears.
What's going on? Someone died?
Master Hu had a bright ear and went to the window to listen.
"Why did such a good and kind person leave so early?"
"I am jealous of Yingcai. I heard he is not even thirty yet."
"Mi'er, go and give the good people a discount..."
It seems that he is worshiping a good man.
Although I had never known this good man, but seeing that so many people cared about him after his death, and were willing to pay a discount for him even though they were not related by blood, I must have been a great good man.
Master Hu couldn't help but sigh.
"Master, should we go down and burn incense?"
The monk sitting by the window looked up at him with a strange expression: "If you want."
He didn't want to go, so Master Hu went downstairs by himself and squeezed into the crowd to see the names written on the tablets held by those people.
Before he could see clearly, a loud shout suddenly appeared from above.
"Hahahahahaha!! Good death! Good death!!"
"Today, I'm going to kill a few babies to send him on his way!"
Question: At the worship site, you laugh and say that the deceased died a good death, and also say that you want to kill an innocent little baby. What kind of behavior is this?
Answer: I don’t deserve a beating!
Even though he didn't know this good man, Master Hu still felt as angry as the people around him.
He immediately stretched his hand back, intending to use his sword to beat that piece of garbage into a pig's head for not respecting the dead at all.
Although since he followed Master Shi Heng, he has always used fists and kicks.
But compared to swordplay, Master Hu dares to claim that he is among the top 100 in the world.
He squatted on his feet, leaned forward, his eyes were sharp, and he put his hands behind his back, trying to pull out the sword that he had been carrying on his back bit by bit.
"Presumptuous! I'm so stupid today..."
Master Hu's cool movements suddenly froze.
Eh?
Where is his sword? ? ?