The scorching sun made my exposed skin feel a scorching pain. I tried my best to move a little, but no matter how hard I used, I couldn't move.

The skill of tying the acupoints is indeed magical. I couldn't help but scream in my heart.

However, for some reason, I was lit by the monk in front of me, but I was angry and annoyed in my heart, and shouted: "Bald donkey, please let me go!"

Generally speaking, monks are very taboo to others call them bald donkeys. If someone dares to call monks "bald donkeys", they will often be furious and even fight back by any means.

Because their body and hair are affected by their parents, this concept is deeply rooted. I guess their skin is the same as my name, and in my heart, they are also painful points.

In the past, monks were all devoted to Buddha. They were compassionate and had all the four elements of the world. They took everything indifferently. No matter what you said, they were not moved. However, this was a chaotic era, with war between the two countries, countless casualties and wounded. Many people cut off their hair and hid in the temple to live and became monks. Those monks who were originally compassionate, even if they lacked food and clothing, they would help the world and save all living beings.

As the saying goes, if I don’t go to hell, who will go to hell? Therefore, many monks with compassionate hearts starve to death.

In fact, during the Taiping period, the temples were incense and many temples were built on the mountain. The monks worked diligently. The larger temples had opened up thousands of acres of fertile land, which was self-sufficient and had no pressure to survive. Even if more and more bald monks were bald in this troubled world, they would not starve the monk to death. Moreover, both the Jin soldiers and the Song soldiers were afraid of the power of the Buddha and would not easily harass the temple.

However, the real monks all distributed food to others and left hunger and suffering to themselves.

In short, many monks in this world are not pious.

However, the monk in front of him was very pious. He was scolded by me as a "bald donkey", but he was not angry, and still looked smiling, saying, "I can untie your acupoints, but you don't want to hit people."

I said: "He laughed at me, and I'm going to hit him." […￥ABC Novel Network                                                                                                                 

The monk did not speak, but the white-faced scholar said, "You have got your name funny, so you won't make me laugh!"

I was speechless because everything he said was true.

The white-faced scholar glanced at the monk and said, "Master, do you know what his name is?"

The monk still didn't say anything, and I shouted, "Stop it!"

The white-faced scholar had no intention of silence. He rolled his eyes at me and said, "Master, he said his name is 'Chicken, duck, goose'! Are you funny? Hahaha..."

The monk still didn't say anything, but his mouth, which was originally just smiling, opened a hole.

I was anxious for a moment and said, "I don't call Ji Ya'e. In this chaotic era, who dares to claim his real name?"

The white-faced scholar asked: "What's your name?"

I said, "My name is, my name is, Ji, Ji..."

I didn't say it, but I just felt my cheeks burning, not knowing whether it was shameful or sunny. I hated my name so much that every time it brought me not the feeling of shocking my opponent, but endless ridicule.

The white-faced scholar said, "What's your name? You say it!"

I really can't say it. I've been ridiculed once, and I can't be ridiculed for the second time no matter what.

The monk seems to see

After reading my thoughts, he said: "People are born without names and surnames, and their names are all empty, so why bother with them?"

In an instant, I was moved by the monk. I felt that the monk said very profound and reasonable. Although I did not fully understand it, the profound Buddhist artistic conception revealed between his lines gave me a feeling of sublimation of my soul.

People are born without names and no surnames! My name is Ji Danbing, but I am not born with it. I can only blame my unrestrained master for giving me such a ridiculous name.

I calmly reported my name and said, "My name is Ji Danbing!"

"Ha ha ha ha......"

The white-faced scholar smiled so hard that his face turned into a ball. After a while, he couldn't hold on to himself. He couldn't hold on in one breath and coughed violently.

Although the monk was not that exaggerated, I still clearly heard two "hehe" sounds floating between his lips and teeth.

This time, I was not angry, but instead asked at the white-faced scholar with open heart, "What is your name?". Then, I glanced at the monk again and asked, "What is your name?"

The white-faced scholar said, "My name is Li Xiaoqian."

The monk said: "I am a monk, the Dharma name Yuantong."

Li Xiaoqian laughed again. I thought he was still laughing at me, but he didn't expect him to say something very strange. He said, "Damn, you are a courier! Hahaha..."

Yuantong couldn't understand it, and asked: "What is express delivery?"

Li Xiaoqian thought for a moment and said, "What do you mean? This thing is called an escort agency here, and it is called a courier in our place! Yuantong is the name of a courier in our place!"

Yuantong murmured: "Yutong Escort Agency, Yuantong Escort Agency..."

This time, Li Xiaoqian smiled even more happily.

At this moment, I had been standing motionless for a long time, holding one hand high and holding the stone. The soreness gradually spread from my shoulders and elbows throughout my body. I couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Stop laughing, let me go!"

Yuantong said: "It's not difficult to let you go, but you have to promise me that you can't hit anyone again."

I said, "Okay, I won't hit anyone."

Yuantong nodded slightly, raised her two fingers and poked at me. However, as soon as her arm was stretched out halfway, she was suddenly pressed down by Li Xiaoqian with one hand. He said, "Wait! Master, let him make a vow first!"

At that time, I wanted to replace the stone in my hand with a long knife and kill the white-faced scholar with one knife. However, Master Bama once told me that when I am controlled by others, I must know how to show weakness. Only in this way can I save my life.

Master Bamao taught each other orally but did not set an example. That day, when he took our four brothers and four of us passed by Yandang Mountain, a group of bandits suddenly jumped out.

Among the sudden bandits, Ma Weijin was the leader.

Ma Weijin held the big knife on his shoulder and shouted loudly: "I opened this road, and I planted this tree. If you want to pass here, leave a way to buy wealth."

Master Bamao smiled, pointed to the forests on both sides and asked, "Are you planted the trees all over the mountain?"

His words blocked the bandits speechless. Master Bamao smiled and said, "You can ask for money, but don't talk big."

Ma Weijin said angrily: "Stop talking nonsense, take out the money!"

Master Bamao said: "This hero, we have escaped all the way. We have to rely on human charity to eat and drink, so where can we still have money.

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Ma Weijin's eyes fell on the four of us brothers, and he said, "It's okay to have no money. Recently, we are short of people on the mountain. If you leave these four dolls, I will let you go!"

Master Bamao said, "No, they are still children, and they can't be bandits!" He hesitated for a moment, and then said, "It's better... leave me behind, look, I'm strong..." Master Bamao rolled up his sleeves and showed off his dark and shriveled arms.

Ma Weijin was so angry that he had never seen anyone bargaining with bandits like this. Before Master Bamao finished speaking, he fell down and killed Master Bamao to death.

Master Bamao explained to me the importance of showing weakness with good counterexamples at the last moment of his life.

From this, I remember it in my heart.

At this time, I looked at Li Xiaoqian's arrogant look, as if Monk Yuantong was his helper. I said, "I swear, if I hit someone again, my master will not live to be forty-six years old."

Anyway, Master Bama was already dead when he was forty-six years old, so it would not be disrespectful to say a vow to him.

Li Xiaoqian was not very satisfied. He said, "Unfilial disciple! How could he swear with his master? No! Swear again! Swear the poison on yourself!"

I was so angry that I could not calm down, but I still endured it and said, "Okay! If I hit someone again, I would not live to be forty-six years old." If I could live to the age of Master Bama, I would be satisfied.

Li Xiaoqian was not satisfied. He was about to speak when Monk Yuantong's fingers were already touching my neck. In an instant, I felt a force swim all over my body, and staggered forward towards me, almost lying on the ground.

I stood firm and looked at Li Xiaoqian's cunning look. The stone was still in my hand. It would be better to take this opportunity to smash him into blood to relieve the hatred in my heart!

I just lifted my hand holding the stone across my waist, and suddenly, I glanced past Yuantong from the corner of my eyes, and saw that the two fingers of his right hand were raised again.

I quickly changed my movements, took the stone on the ground, and said gritting my teeth, "Wait. Sooner or later, I will deal with you." After that, I turned around and left.

As soon as I took a step, I hesitated. In front of me was the confused Canglang Avenue. I don’t know how many dangers there are in front of me. I don’t know if a monk who can pinpoint acupoints will suddenly appear and rescue me from danger. Thinking of this, I have taken one step, but I can’t take the second step.

Suddenly, I heard Li Xiaoqian say behind me: "Master, here are students from Liuhu Academy in Lin'an Prefecture. When they are out, they are very dangerous. Today, I have seen the master with great martial arts and great magical powers. The student dared to ask to go with the master to get the master's protection."

Yuantong said: "Amitabha, how good is it."

Li Xiaoqian said: "Thank you, Master."

I don’t understand whether the words Yuantong meant whether they agreed or not. While thinking, Yuantong and Li Xiaoqian had already walked past me.

I quickly spoke, "Master, I want to go with you too."

Yuantong smiled slightly, put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, how good is it."

I was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, Master."

Just as I was about to come forward to follow, I heard Yuantong say again: "Little donor, you are too angry. It may be inappropriate to walk with this donor."

I was stunned. Why did the same answer mean the same thing?

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!