Supreme Soldier King City Tour

Chapter 450 The Little Monk Hasn't Come Back Yet?
"A few of you, have you ever noticed any rules in the temple?"

Jin Shengjie immediately contacted several people who were secretly monitoring the temple, and wanted to learn the specific news of the temple from them.

"I don't believe it, even if the old monk really becomes a Buddha and doesn't eat or drink, the young monk and Wu Xuan still can't eat."

Jin Shengjie had a perfect plan in his heart, which made him have ferocious and crazy thoughts.

This idea is the same as that used to deal with Guo Jianshu and his wife before, but even bolder!

After a while, news came: "Master, we have discovered the rules of the temple! Every few days in the temple, the old monk will send the young monk down the mountain to buy some daily necessities in the nearby streets."

"really!"

Jin Shengjie's eyes brightened, and he smiled excitedly: "Old Jin, it seems that our idea is not bad, we can start with this little monk."

Jin Duanyue nodded, and said: "Even so, the young monk is the disciple of the Hell Killing God after all, so he needs to be careful and discuss it with Poseidon and others."

"Understood." Jin Shengjie immediately asked the watcher to contact Poseidon.

"Master Jin, do you have a plan?"

Jin Shengjie nodded and said with a sinister smile: "Poseidon, I need all of you to act. When the little monk went down the mountain to buy daily necessities, take advantage of the old monk's unpreparedness and kidnap his apprentice!"

"Oh!"
Seidon's eyes lit up, he hadn't thought of this before.

His mood suddenly brightened, and he suddenly realized that he blamed himself for being careless, and was dazzled by Wu Xuanqi.

I blamed the old monk for disturbing my mind before, but I didn't think of it.

"You want to use the young monk to force the old monk to hand over Wu Xuan."

"That's right!"

"A brilliant plan."

Poseidon nodded, he felt that this is indeed possible.

No matter how capable the old monk is, and he has a young monk in his hand, the old monk will not dare to act rashly, and must do it according to his own method.

Jin Shengjie said with a smirk: "At that time, the old monk will have nothing to do with his means, so we will threaten the young monk's life. If he does not hand over Wu Xuan for a moment, we will cripple the young monk with one finger... until the end of his life, we will not believe the old monk. Don't pay anyone."

Poseidon sneered and said: "Young Master Jin has great foresight, and I will immediately prepare to implement the plan, but even if Wu Xuan himself does not want to show up, the old monk will take action on our behalf and let them... kill each other!"

"Haha, that's right."

A dark cloud of conspiracy shrouded the temple, and the sinister smiles of Poseidon and Jin Shengjie loomed.

……

Today, Monk Jingchen handed the little monk a list of daily necessities as usual.

Monk Jingchen said with a faint smile: "Go, there may be a lot of things, you come back slowly, there is no need to worry."

The little monk echoed respectfully: "Yes, Master, please remember."

The little monk carried a basket on his back and pushed away from the temple. Monk Jingchen watched his apprentice go down the mountain.

Wu Xuan walked to his side, if he was worried: "Is it really okay to let him go by himself?"

Monk Jingchen smiled and said: "Although my apprentice is only ten years old, but a Buddhist, since childhood, he has cultivated with austerity. This is also a kind of worldly training."

Wu Xuan nodded, he had heard about this kind of experience of Buddhism wandering in the world of mortals, but he was not worried about this.

"I just want to say that the Jin family and the others are afraid that they will look at it like a tiger, and it will be detrimental to the little master."

Monk Jingchen paused, put his hands together, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Amitabha, I think those people should know about the old monk's methods, and they should also be clear that they should not harm innocent people in their private affairs."

"I hope so." Wu Xuan frowned.

In his heart, he was full of worries. He had a deep understanding of Jin Shengjie's bad and cunning nature.

"The almsgiver comes with me. You and I recite the scriptures and recite the Buddha's name. Presumably in the afternoon, the disciple will return with a full load."

The Buddha's voice lingered in his ears, calming Wu Xuan's heart, and he felt the profound rhyme and meaning of Buddhism and Taoism.

Unknowingly, when the two opened their eyes, Wu Xuan stepped out of the temple, the sky turned yellow and entered dusk.

The Huoshaoyun in the sky was so eye-catching, it made Wu Xuan's bad premonition even stronger.

"Little Master...hasn't come back yet." Wu Xuan said.

Monk Jingchen remained calm and said: "There are a lot of things on this trip, so it doesn't matter if you come back later."

Wu Xuan sighed. He felt that the number of people watching outside the temple had decreased, and they were all far away. He hoped that he was too worried.

Not long after, it was already like night, the bright stars and moon were covered by dark clouds, just like the hearts of Wu Xuan and Monk Jingchen were gloomy and heavy at this moment.

It was especially dark tonight, and there was no smoke rising in the temple as usual, because the young monk had not returned yet.

Wu Xuan couldn't sit still anymore, and said: "Senior, let me go down the mountain to find out, the Jin family is very cunning, I'm afraid that the little master has..."

He didn't dare to say any more, because he was afraid that what he said had hit the point.

Monk Jingchen frowned slightly, obviously he was also worried, and he kept chanting scriptures, hoping to calm himself down.

"Senior..." Wu Xuan stomped anxiously.

If the little monk encounters an accident, he will feel really sorry, after all, the other party is coming for him.

Monk Jingchen put down his clasped palms and said, "If the apprentice has not returned late at night, the benefactor can take care of the temple for me here, and the matter of the disciple... I will go!"

Wu Xuan was very helpless, although this old monk had faded from the world of mortals, he was also very stubborn, and he could not be blamed at all.

The two stood outside the temple gate, their gazes fell on the dark mountain road, and they waited for the small figure to come with a basket on his back.

In the middle of the night, the dark clouds were terrifying, as if a storm was coming.

Wu Xuan smelled a strong smell of conspiracy in the humid air.

The little monk has not come back yet.

Monk Jingchen sighed, and finally took a step forward.

When stepping on the soil outside the temple, a melancholy and domineering aura suddenly emanated.

From this step, Wu Xuan clearly felt that Monk Jingchen was angry.

Wu Xuan said: "Senior, the matter started because of me after all, I will go with you."

Monk Jingchen waved his hand and said: "The benefactor, please wait in the temple, the old monk alone is enough to deal with it."

"They dare to touch the old monk's disciples, how can the old monk put the benefactor in danger."

Wu Xuan wanted to say something, but the old monk had already left the mountain in a flash.

He is also very helpless, and has absolute confidence in the strength of the old monk.

No one could hurt his life, but Wu Xuan felt a little guilty, after all, the little monk was arrested because of him.

"That's it."

He knew very well in his heart that even going with the old monk would be a burden.

It's better to let the seniors concentrate on dealing with the cunning Jin family.

Monk Jingchen is a master figure of a generation, one of the three ancient strange people in China.

His methods were so superb that he rushed down the mountain that night to the hotel where Jin Shengjie lived.

(End of this chapter)