Chapter 141 Holy Monk (2)

After physically converting all the members of the Fengsha Sect, the two-person team became a three-person team.

The good news is that Master Hu no longer has to carry luggage, but the bad news is that the little follower who carried the luggage may have been a little stimulated, and he was talking to himself crazily all the way.

Although he looked down on this evil person, his appearance was too pitiful, and Master Hu was born to be a talkative person, so he couldn't help but approach him to chat.

However, the stimulated follower obviously had no intention of chatting, and still lowered his head and muttered to himself as if he didn't hear anything.

Master Hu was very skeptical. When they walked all the way to the government to hand him over, would this person still have a clear mind?

No wonder no one in the world mentioned that Master Shi Heng's way of "converting" people was different. Think about it, those who were "converted" by him either turned into yellow sand or went crazy. Naturally, no one could see the true face of this compassionate master.

It was not until he walked out of the desert that Master Hu discovered why Master Shiheng's reputation for compassion could spread so widely.

After leaving the desert, there was a small town outside.

Master Hu was covered in dust, and his minions were crazy, and in front of them.

Lin Shiheng was wearing a white coat, a black gold monk robe inside, and holding a staff with a unique warm color of black wood. He had just walked out of the desert, and his monk shoes were not stained with dust at all.

Coupled with his jade-like face and clear eyes with compassion, Master Hu seemed to see the Buddha's light emanating from him with every step he took.

The thing called face control is not only in modern times, but also in ancient times, and it is more serious than in modern times.

It's like a knight walking in the rivers and lakes, bravely doing justice and saving a beauty. If the knight is handsome and suave, the woman who is rescued will shyly say: I will repay you with my body for saving my life.

If the knight is unfortunate in appearance, he is likely to receive a sentence: I cannot repay you for saving my life, I will serve you like a cow and a horse in the next life.

This is the different results brought by the difference in appearance.

Naturally, when people in this small town look over, a monk with a jade-like face and a more handsome appearance than the gods in the sky walks step by step, and every step seems to reveal the information of "I am a monk". Even if they don't know the reputation of Master Shi Heng in the world, they will instantly have a surge in favor.

This is the importance of appearance.

When Master Hu was alone in the world, he was sought after wherever he went because of his handsome face, good martial arts, and good attitude of sympathizing with women and compassion.

He is a person who is keen on doing good deeds. If he writes a book about the good things he has done over the years, he can definitely publish several books.

He hadn't thought of this town before when he was in the desert. When he saw the plaque on the town, Master Hu immediately remembered it. Wasn't this the place where he had been when he was a rookie?

At that time, he was walking and walking, and he didn't know what happened and walked into the desert. When he came out, he saw this town. He originally planned to go in to rest for a while, but he didn't expect to catch a human trafficker who was abducting children. The trafficker was good at martial arts and was a cunning person. The yamen runners couldn't catch him. It was Master Hu who endured two days of not eating and ambushed for two days and two nights before he caught 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 them in a helpless way, they would have planned to erect a longevity monument for him.

Revisiting the old place, there is a different taste in my heart.

It has only been a few years since that incident. I think these simple people in the city have not forgotten the handsome face of Master Hu.

As soon as Master Hu, who had long been accustomed to being the center of attention, entered the city, he tidied his hair, coughed dryly, and walked with his head held high behind Lin Shiheng, trying not to be suppressed by this master who radiated holy light.

He had to let the master know that he was not just a follower carrying a bag, but also had a reputation in the world.

However, along the way, Master Hu sadly discovered that people in the city looked at Master Shiheng with admiration, and some looked at the miserable little minions carrying bags with curiosity, but no one looked at him.

Hey!

It's me!

I'm the one who saved dozens of children!

If you don't say I'm a hero, don't you say you'll remember me for the rest of your life!

Master Hu's heart was full of roars, but unfortunately, as a hero with a full personality, even if he wanted to put a label on his face saying "I'm the one you said you'd remember me for the rest of my life", he could only put on an expression of indifference and no expectation.

The people in the city were indeed as simple as he remembered. Even though they were curious about Master Shi Heng's impressive equipment, no one dared to ask questions and only dared to look quietly.

Lin Shi Heng was watched calmly by them, holding the staff in his hand, and still walked forward slowly step by step.

"Master, should we find a place to stay?"

"When you are away from home, why bother about food, clothing, housing and transportation."

Young Master Hu twitched the corner of his mouth.

The master didn't care about this. He boiled the hot water and cooked the meals along the way. He even made the bedding when he rested at night. Master Hu had been in the martial arts world for so long, but he had never seen such a particular monk.

However, he didn't dare to say anything, because the first seven days of the Fengsha Sect had not yet arrived.

The particular Lin Shiheng passed by the largest inn in the city and walked to the government office without looking around.

"This is the Fengsha Sect disciple who has been influenced by this poor monk."

The monk's face was calm, and there was a hint of compassion in his eyes. "Although he has been influenced, his past crimes cannot be wiped out by this poor monk reciting a few sutras. I will hand him over to the government."

The yamen runner had heard before that a high monk had come to the city, and his appearance alone could make people convinced. When he saw that the high monk had brought a wanted criminal, his face was full of admiration.

"Thank you, Master."

He compared the face of the little thief and said, "What a coincidence! This thief is from my city. He killed a family of seven and then escaped. He is a heinous criminal. He has been wanted. The reward is thirty taels of silver. Master, please wait. I will go in and ask the master to match the name of the criminal, and then bring the reward."

The monk with a holy face frowned slightly and refused, "I converted him not for the reward."

The yamen runner looked at him with more admiration.

Thirty taels is not a small amount. You can push thirty taels away for this, you are a great monk!

Young Master Hu's eyes twitched as he watched the yamen runner go in with an expression of "Oh my god, this is a real master" and whispered, "Master, do you really not want the reward?"

"Amitabha."

The monk chanted a Buddhist name, "Everything in the world has its own destiny."

Oh...

That is to say, you want it.

Master Hu watched Lin Shiheng take thirty taels and then went to the inn to book a room.

He was very dissatisfied with this.

"Master, I have worked hard to follow you all the way, you should at least give me a room, right?"

Lin Shiheng glanced at him, put the bundle on the table, and searched inside for a while.

Master Hu was very curious, was he looking for silver to book him a room?

Then he watched the monk take out a piece of rice paper from the bundle, grind ink, and draw a room in front of Master Hu.

After drawing, Lin Shiheng pushed the paper in front of Master Hu.

Meaning that it was given to him.

Master Hu: "..."

Thinking of the more than 300 people in the villa, he still held back his anger and put a few chairs together as a bed.

After waking up from a sleep until dawn, Master Hu was awakened by a noisy sound below.

When he looked up, he saw Lin Shiheng sitting cross-legged beside the bed, muttering something.

"Master, what are you doing?"

"Exorcism."

Young Master Hu immediately stood up and looked around, and was relieved when he saw no ashes.

He went to the bed and looked down, and saw that it seemed like some kind of activity was going on in the city. A group of people were scattering yellow paper all over the sky, and some were holding wooden sculptures. The scene was solemn and noisy. There were also many half-grown children walking behind in mourning clothes, and there were women wiping tears beside them.

What happened? Someone died?

Young Master Hu had sharp ears, and he went to the window to listen.

"Such a good person, how could he die so early?"

"God is jealous of talents, I heard that he was not even thirty yet."

"Mi'er, go and kowtow to the good person..."

It seems that they are paying tribute to a good person.

Although he had never met this kind man before, seeing that so many people missed him after his death and were willing to kowtow to him even though they were not related by blood, he must be a kind man.

Young 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 to."

He didn't want to go, so Young 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 came from above.

"Hahahahahaha!! Good death! Good death!!"

"Today, I will kill a few kids to send him off!"

Question: At the worship site, laughing and saying that the deceased died well, and saying that you want to kill innocent kids, what kind of behavior is that?

Answer: You deserve a beating!

Even if he didn't know this kind man, Young Master Hu was still like the people around him, with a strong anger rising in his heart.

He immediately stretched his hand back, and was about to use his sword to beat the rubbish who had no respect for the dead into a pig's head.

Although he had been using fists and feet since he followed Master Shi Heng.

But compared to swordplay, Master Hu dared to claim that he was among the top 100 in the whole martial arts world.

He squatted down, leaned forward, his eyes were sharp, and put his hands behind his back, trying to pull out the sword that had been on his back little by little.

"How dare you! Today I, Hu..."

Master Hu's cool and handsome movements suddenly froze.

Eh?

Where is his sword???