Sleeping Arhat

Chapter 248 Black Hearted Monk
Wu Xian said: "I have traveled thousands of miles to Shaolin, and when I got here, it was already half dark, so I want to stay overnight in your temple. I would like to ask Master for your convenience. I will be very grateful."

The man's expression was cold and heartless, and he snorted in a strong nasal voice, he said coldly: "It's never convenient for monks to be with others, you go." He wanted to close the door and drive Wu Xian out.

"Wait!" Wu Xian suddenly howled dryly, the voice startled the man, and there were a few curses from the temple, "Hao Sidi, is there some bastard making trouble!"

The monk looked up at Wu Xian and rubbed his chin. Seeing that the boy had slender arms and legs, his appearance was gentle, and his smile was warm. He looked like a silver wax spear head. He raised his voice and said, "Second Brother Xiang, It's no big deal, there is a kid who wants to spend the night, I can solve it."

The monk's face turned serious, and he said fiercely: "Boy, get out, get out, don't make me angry, while I'm in a good mood, disappear from my eyes in three breaths."

Wu Xian didn't seem to have heard his threat, and he still smiled: "It's not necessarily bad for you to be convenient for others and convenient for yourself."

The monk became greedy, with a look of relief on his face, he hurriedly said, "What's the benefit?"

Under the green gaze of the monk, Wu Xian took out a few ingots of gold and a handful of broken silver from his pocket. The monk swallowed his saliva, and his eyes fell on Wu Xian's hands in a daze.

Wu Xian rummaged in his hand for a long time with his left hand, and finally picked out a broken piece of silver that was smaller than the fingernail of his little finger. He handed it over to the monk and said with a smile, "Here, master, this is your reward. "

The monk was anxious, but he welcomed Wu Xian into the gate with a smile on his face. He said, "It's convenient for others, it's convenient for yourself. The monks are compassionate and helpful, little brother, come in first to rest for one night, and come back tomorrow." Let's go." But he was extremely annoyed in his heart, his eyes were full of hatred, he didn't know if this kid was crazy, or he was deliberately teasing himself, anyway, he was in a bad mood, no matter what the reason, this kid would never see tomorrow sun.

Wu Xian strode in, looking curiously at the buildings and furnishings on the left and right. The monk led Wu Xian through the main hall and courtyard to the east wing, and said, "Live here."

There was no light or fire in the room, it was dark, Wu Xian touched the bed, there was only a straw mat on the bed, and there was nothing else, he shook his head slowly, this bald thief is too stingy, it is so bad to give himself a "dead person" The room is really uneasy to live after death.

All I could hear was a loud voice from outside shouting: "Fourth Brother Hao, who did you bring in?"

The monk said: "Two guests staying overnight." He said and stepped out.Wu Xian touched his somewhat empty stomach and said, "Master, please donate a bowl of rice and a dish of vegetarian dishes."

The monk turned his head, his face was gloomy, and he didn't have any good looks anymore, he said coldly: "Monks eat ten directions, don't give alms!" Said and walked away.

Wu Xian chuckled, and didn't care about anything else, he lit the candlestick, and the room was brightly lit. He rested his hands on his head, half-closed his eyes, and lay leisurely on the bed. "How long does this bastard want to attack me, I guess at most half a stick of incense, he will definitely not be able to restrain his greed."

While thinking, Wu Xian waited for the monk to bring his friends to attack him.

Suddenly there were footsteps in the yard, Wu Xian was still squinting his eyes and snoring lightly, but he heard many footsteps in his ears, a total of seven or eight people came, the fire flickered, the door was pushed open, and two monks held their hands high. Candlestick, illuminating two people.Wu Xian glanced lightly, and there were eight monks, tall and short, some with thick eyebrows and big eyes, some with fleshy faces, but none of them looked good.

An old monk with a wrinkled face smiled and said: "This silly boy, who can still sleep peacefully in such a dangerous situation, seems to have a lot of nerves. I quickly cut him with a knife, so as not to cause him more pain. From this point of view , I really have the kindness of being a Bodhisattva."

"Haha, big brother is right." Another rough-eyed and big-nosed squeak said.

But at this time, Wu Xian turned over gently, lying sideways on the thatched mat, still very sleepy.The monks thumped in their hearts, almost thinking that they had woken up, but they suddenly laughed at themselves, they have eight brothers on their own, and this silly boy is alone, we can take any brother out, and we can fight three or four Such a fool.

The old monk stretched out his index finger, put it to his mouth and let out a soft sigh, his face became serious again, under the shadow of the fire and candles, he saw a ferocious black shadow, a steel knife in his hand gleamed coldly, reflecting blue light, cold With a flash of light, he raised the knife and dropped it, and the steel knife slashed on the bed.

Everyone was startled, and saw that silly boy moved a little further in, and the old monk's sharp knife naturally missed. "Hiss." Everyone could not help but hiss coldly.

The old monk didn't believe in evil, on his skinny and wrinkled face, he suddenly felt ashamed and angry, he couldn't even kill a sleeping man, how could he convince these brothers.

He raised the long knife in his hand, swished it around a few more times, and suddenly slashed down again. This time he slashed at Wu Xian's chest. After all, the body is bigger and the scope of the cut is also larger.

And Wu Xian moved his fingers, and shot out with awe-inspiring force, hitting another skinny monkey's leg. The tall, thin man let out an ouch, suddenly lost his footing and threw himself forward, pushing the old monk away. Go, but the old monk staggered, like a dog pooping shit, the knife in his hand fell to the ground with a "dang".

There was a short and fat monk who was a little scared. He looked around the room and said in a trembling tone: "Brother, why is the matter so up in the air? Tell me, could it be that what we did was seen by the Bodhisattva, so we have to ask for help?" Blame us."

The old monk said: "In my opinion, the boy on the bed must be pretending to be a ghost. I don't believe there are ghosts, monsters, gods and Buddhas. Brothers, let's kill this guy together."

For a moment, three monks retreated to the side. They didn't make a move, but the other five rushed forward together, and there were several clear and clear sounds of swords and swords colliding, and Wu Xian also jumped up suddenly, and went up to the roof. beams.

Wu Xian looked down at the people and said, "You monks, you are not greedy enough to swallow an elephant. Isn't one silver enough to send you off? You even want to rob me."

The old monk said: "Sins, sins. Our eight brothers murdered and set fires. They were originally doing robbery. Recently, they put down their butcher knives and became Buddhas on the spot. They became monks so-so. This benefactor is destined, and the fat sheep comes to the door by himself. Alas, But it will make us monastics unable to purify our six faculties.”

(End of this chapter)