Chapter 232: Monk

Monk Fu Bao was covered in blood. He didn't expect that he would be knocked down by a young man after he had been in the world for many years.

"Are all people in Yangzhou so powerful?" Fu Bao monk said while vomiting blood.

He knew that last year, several fellow disciples led a team to Yangzhou to spread Buddhism.

And then...no more news.

The same goes for Yuzhou!

Their Jinfo Sect was trapped and died in Qingzhou and Xuzhou. Otherwise, how could there be five Zhoutian warriors in a small temple!

"Of course not!" Zhang Qiming said with excitement: "I was the best in our class! Can you fight again?"

Monk Fu Bao felt that his lungs had been punctured with two big holes, and his lungs were bleeding every time he breathed in. He smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said, "You can kill as much as you like!"

"You have to stand up!" Zhang Qiming said to the blessing.

There is no word of good fortune, it is just luck that stops the bleeding.

Zhang Qiming lost interest for a moment, put away his sword energy, and said to Fu Sheng: "How to deal with this guy?"

Fusheng saw the blessings he had just shown off and became a prisoner in the blink of an eye, and a strange feeling arose in his heart.

Is this power?

Is this Jianghu?

He shouldn't have stopped practicing martial arts out of fear of hardship!

However, even if he was practicing martial arts... he would probably not be as good as Fu Bao, let alone beat the young man in front of him.

"Donor Zhang is from Yangzhou. I wonder how Yangzhou would deal with such a person?" Fusheng said.

Zhang Qiming had arrested him, and he knew what to say at this time.

"In Yangzhou!" Zhang Qiming recalled for a moment and said: "Last year, Yangzhou caught a group of monks who were illegally preaching and soaked them in manure pits for a few days. Then they seemed to be taken away to mine."

Fu Sheng thought of being dipped into a cesspool and said, "You can't kill someone without a nod..."

"Indeed. Buddhism is a cesspool. When they get to the cesspool, don't they go home?" Zhang Qiming said thoughtfully: "When I return to Yangzhou, I must give some advice to my classmates in the religious department."

"..."

Fusheng looked at Zhang Qiming, who looked serious, to make sure he was not joking.

Zhang Qiming turned to look at Fu Sheng and said, "It's better to hang him on the door of the ruined temple and wait for the people from the Golden Buddha Temple to fall into the trap, so that I can kill them all."

"Hang?" Fusheng said, "Isn't he running away?"

"No!" Zhang Qiming casually pierced Monk Fu Bao's limbs and Dantian with a few sword energy, causing Monk Fu Bao to groan.

The blessing monk didn't say anything to beg for mercy, because Zhang Qiming would only end up worse than this if he fell into their hands.

Zhang Qiming wanted to find a rope, but where was the rope in this ruined temple?

He had no choice but to take off the monk's robes, twist them into some ropes, and hang the monk from the eaves outside the ruined temple.

Fortunately, Monk Fu Bao was still wearing silk underwear, otherwise his buttocks would have been exposed.

As for the blessing monk's personal belongings, such as gold Buddhist beads, gold rings, gold cigarette pouches, etc., Zhang Qiming naturally also took them off.

Zhang Qiming looked at the golden Buddha beads as thick as his fingers and more than a dozen gold rings. Each gold ring was inlaid with jade or precious stones. He couldn't help but said: "There are twelve rings in ten hands. You eminent monks are extraordinary." !”

"Donor Zhang doesn't know. In our Golden Buddha Sect, being able to wear gold is a symbol of strength!" Fusheng explained: "In the Golden Buddha Sect, all profits come first. Being able to wear gold means that you have money to promote Buddhism. Being able to wear gold means that you have the strength to do it. Ignore the prying eyes of others.”

"Oh~" Zhang Qiming raised his eyebrows and said with a sudden realization: "Just like the male peacock in the book, beauty is for courtship! The reason why the eminent monks wear gold is to show that they are strong!"

"The more you bring, the more powerful you will be. Can we divide them into monks with three precepts, monks with five precepts, and monks with ten precepts?"

"So it turns out that precepts still have this meaning! The high monks are really hierarchical!"

"Beyond the Ten Precepts monks, is there a One-Bead monk? It's so terrifying!" He held the golden Buddha beads and said pretending to be shocked.

"..."

What the hell are you thinking about?

The three precepts, the five precepts, and the ten precepts have nothing to do with it!

A pearl, rather than a pig!

Fu Sheng twitched the corner of his mouth, complaining in his heart, but on his face he said: "Thank you, donor Zhang!"

"You're safe, run away! No one from the eminent monk will trouble you in the future!" Zhang Qiming looked at the man in the corner and said.

The man didn't say anything, he just came to Zhang Qiming, knelt down and kowtowed to him.

Zhang Qiming helped him up and said, "We Yangzhou people don't like to kneel down and worship."

The man looked at Zhang Qiming, who said to him seriously: "Go to Yangzhou! Yangzhou is better than here!"

After saying that, he stuffed him with a few taels of silver to use as payment.

It wasn't that Zhang Qiming was reluctant to give him a gold ring or beads, but that he was afraid that the gold would harm him.

The man looked at the silver in his hand in disbelief.

The man in front of him not only helped him, but also gave him money and showed him the way.

Is this "Xia"?

"Thank you, hero!" he said.

He has a nice speaking voice.

"Hmm, hero!" Zhang Qiming thought of the two sentences at the entrance of Qingshan Martial Arts Academy, "Everyone has the skills to practice, and everyone is a hero"!

"Say it again!" Zhang Qiming said.

"Thank you, hero!" The man said again without knowing what he meant.

"That sounds great! It feels so good to be a hero!" Zhang Qiming patted him on the shoulder and said, "Go! When you get to Yangzhou, someone will bully you... Forget it, no one will bully you in Yangzhou!"

"What's your last name?" The man turned around and took two steps, then asked again.

"Zhang Qiming! Let's go!"

"I will remember your kindness! My name is Huiping!" Huiping said.

"Go! Go! Be careful along the way! It will be fine when you get to Yangzhou!" Zhang Qiming watched him go away, feeling very happy.

I saved two people and beat one person today.

Very good, I have written down the contents of my diary.

"Next, let's go to the Golden Buddha Temple!" Zhang Qiming said to Fusheng: "You should be familiar with it, right?"

"Ah?" Fusheng was stunned and said: "Didn't Mr. Zhang say that we should wait for them to fall into the trap?"

"I thought about it and decided to use my subjective initiative. I hung this guy here to attract their attention."

"Since I can take him down alone, I guess they are definitely not a Zhoutian warrior, so..." Zhang Qiming said with a smile.

Fusheng also reacted and continued: "Then, the Golden Buddha Temple must have a weak defense. With someone like me leading the way, we can easily get into the temple, kill the people in the temple, and then wait for them to come back!"

Zhang Qiming said: "This is the real way to catch them all in one fell swoop!"

The people of the Golden Buddha Sect like to wear gold rings, which have appeared since Chapter 8.