disaster strikes

Chapter 697 Yinchuan
Chen Mo stopped and looked at the noodle shop nearby.

"I'm a little hungry. How about a bowl of beef noodle soup?"

"it is good."

Chen Mo and Tiantian walked in together. There were noisy voices and a smoky atmosphere everywhere in the store. They found an empty table and sat down.

"Little two."

Chen Mo immediately signaled to the waiter.

"Two bowls of beef noodle soup."

"okay!"

Tiantian stretched her waist, and her enchanting and charming posture inadvertently attracted the attention of many people.

Even the waiter got into trouble and knocked over a pot of tea.

"This is a fur coat! If you don't come up with ten taels of silver today, I'll chop off your hands!"

Seeing this, the waiter could only keep apologizing to the customer, and other waiters also joined in.

Tiantian giggled when she saw this.

Chen Mo shook his head and noticed the two men on the opposite table.

One of them was carrying a huge bag.

While he was fiddling with his abacus, he said with murderous intent: "This guy you are talking about is a bad guy. I will give you a discount, ten taels of silver, and I will help you kill him!"

Another bearded man heard this and became furious.

"Hmph! You charge others five taels of silver, why do you charge me ten taels!"

"As my martial arts improve, of course the price will also go up!"

"How do I know if you are really good at martial arts?"

"you……"

At this time.

Because the waiter who was responsible for recruiting Chen Mo and Tiantian had knocked over the teapot and was still being grabbed by the customers. He couldn't leave for a while, so another waiter came over with two bowls of beef noodle soup.

"Two bowls of beef noodle soup for you."

The man who was fiddling with his abacus said, "Huh? I didn't order beef noodle soup."

When the waiter heard this, he smashed the beef noodle soup on the table and angrily said, "You mean I made a mistake?"

“I really didn’t ask for beef noodle soup!”

Seeing this, the shopkeeper took out a big knife, pointed it at the man carrying a huge cloth bag and roared: "If you ask for noodles and don't eat them, you have to pay double the money, otherwise others will think that our noodles are not delicious and that we are a shady shop. You have to think clear!"

Seeing this, several waiters in the shop also took out their weapons.

When the diners saw that there was a good show, or perhaps out of self-defense, they all showed vigilance and took out their weapons, as if a war was about to break out.

Chen Mo and Tiantian on the side were stunned when they saw this.

The man holding the abacus immediately opened the cloth bag on his back, revealing a giant sword as tall as a man, and slammed it on the table, startling the waiters who were surrounding him.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper immediately put away his weapon.

"Forget it, forget it, he looks very powerful, just take the noodles away."

Chen Mo hurriedly said: "It was the beef noodle soup we wanted just now."

After the shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, he angrily yelled at the waiter: "How do you do your job? You don't even know if you make a mistake in cooking. Be careful, I will deduct your wages!"

"Hey, did you make a mistake? If you deduct my wages, be careful, I will kill you next time!"

"You still dare to be tough with me?"

After saying that, the shopkeeper looked at the man who took out the giant sword.

"It's okay, it's okay, misunderstanding, misunderstanding."

"Humph!"

The man holding the giant sword and the abacus snorted coldly and ignored the shopkeeper.

He was obviously used to Yinchuan's rules, and he continued to look at the bearded man in front of him and said: "As my martial arts become better in the future, the price will continue to rise. If you are not satisfied, just find someone else..."

Suck it, suck it.

After Chen Mo and Tiantian finished eating the beef noodle soup, they felt refreshed and sat down on the chairs to rest for a while.

"Those people have been looking at you for a long time."

"Xia Xue likes this kind of lust-obsessed soul the most, like medium-rare lamb."

Seeing this, Chen Mo said no more.

After he paid the bill, he looked at the blacksmith shop across the street.

The blacksmith shop continues to forge various weapons, and these weapons never seem to worry about being sold in Yinchuan, and each blacksmith seems to forge weapons step by step, starting from refining iron ore and then refining metal essence.

If it comes down like this.

It takes a blacksmith almost a month to forge a weapon.

"This time I will stay in the riot world for 1280 days, which is about three and a half years. There are many weapon refiners here and the metal energy is strong, so I plan to spend about a year here first to educate and fuse weapon refiners. As a teacher, what are your plans?"

Tiantian's eyebrows were seductive, and she kept looking at the men around her who were smiling lewdly at her.

"I plan to find a remote place in the surrounding area and stay there for about a month and a half. This mission is mainly about career balancing."

At this time.

At the end of the street, two monks, one old and one young, came to ask for alms.

The old monk held a Zen staff and was as steady as a mountain.

The young monk has delicate eyebrows and looks quite smart, constantly asking for alms from the people around him.

"Amitabha, please give some alms."

"roll roll roll!"

"It's all you stinky monks who shout all day long to put down the butcher knife, which makes it difficult for me to do business. I have no money!"

"There is no vegetarian food. There is only beef noodles here. Do you want it?"

The little monk was not angry when he was scolded and ridiculed. He just asked one after another. Soon he came to Chen Mo and Tiantian and clasped his hands to them.

"Amitabha, two donors, please donate some vegetarian food."

Seeing this, Chen Mo casually handed him the piece of noodle cake that he had planned to take away after eating the beef noodle soup, but Tiantian stopped him.She looked at the little monk with a charming smile.

"Little monk, I think you are unclean. As soon as you came in, your eyes kept scanning my body."

When the young monk heard this, his cheeks suddenly turned red to the root of his neck.

"The young monk just felt that the donor was bewitched by a demon, and there was an unspeakable evil aura about him, which seemed to be affecting the donor's mind, but he didn't dare to confirm, so he took a second look."

Tiantian's face changed slightly when she heard this.

Chen Mo continued to put the noodles into the little monk's bowl.

"Good, good."

At this time.

The old monk outside the door came over.

"Amitabha."

He looked at Tiantian and said, "Donor, this is my disciple Zhishang. The two of you are willing to give alms to the two of us who are hungry. It seems that we are also kind-hearted people."

After speaking, he looked at Tiantian.

"I see that the donor's heart is impetuous, his spirit is scattered, and his soul is unsteady. It seems that he is a demon with profound Taoism and is disturbing the donor's mind. This is the "Great Compassion Mantra" that I copied in my spare time. The donor recites it once every morning, noon and evening, but Help the benefactor eliminate worries.”

Say it.

The old monk handed a scripture to Tiantian with his own hands, and Tiantian was stunned.

Chen Mo suddenly thought of something and also clasped his hands together.

"Master, my sister-in-law has indeed been troubled by demons recently. To be honest, I have visited many magic hunters, but none of them have any effect. I can even be considered a practitioner."

As he spoke, Chen Mo was using his internal energy to demonstrate his invulnerability to all evil.

"Oh?"

Such orthodox and pure Buddhist power immediately made the old monk's eyes light up.

"In today's world, demons are in power. In these troubled times, there are really not many people who can persist in wisdom like you. You are so good."

Chen Mo hurriedly said: "If it were just the spiritual power of Buddhism, I can indeed be regarded as a small achievement, but recently I have occasionally felt that this so-called mental power, without the support of Buddhism, is like a loft in the sky or water. Yue Jinghua, I have the honor to meet the eminent monk today, please give me some advice."

When the old monk heard this, he suddenly showed surprise.

"Jisang."

"The disciple is here."

"Give this donor a copy of the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra that I punished you to copy last night."

"Yes."

As the young monk handed Chen Mo a handwritten book of spiritual teachings, the old monk taught earnestly: "Buddha's teachings are boundless. At your age, you have already had such an understanding. It seems that you are a hundred times better than my incompetent disciple. Lao Monk I’m ashamed to say that if you read this Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra once in the morning, noon and night, you will definitely gain some insights.”

After a while.

The two monks left.

Tiantian held the "Great Compassion Mantra" and looked at Chen Mo who was holding the "Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra".

"Boss?"

"My career as a martial artist is based on Buddhism. If I want to complete my career as a martial artist, I need to calmly understand some elements of Buddhism. In my opinion, the "Great Compassion Mantra" he gave you is very useful. It may have an impact on your career as a demagogue, so you'd better study it carefully."

Hearing this, Tiantian nodded thoughtfully.

"Okay, let's stop here. I plan to walk around here, find a suitable blacksmith shop, and officially start practicing."

"Ok!"

Tiantian gave Chen Mo one last look, then turned and left.

Chen Mo quickly found a blacksmith shop and settled in as a second-level blacksmith, receiving extremely high treatment.

And with the addition of Chen Mo.

He insisted on chanting sutras every morning, noon and night, which soon attracted the attention of some people.

This blacksmith shop also took this opportunity to launch the so-called super service, making Chen Mo gradually become one of the most sought-after blacksmiths in Yinchuan.

Chaos is Yinchuan's daily life.

this day.

The Zhang sisters came to the blacksmith shop where Chen Mo was in tears. When they saw Chen Mo, they knelt down on the ground.

"Uncle Chen Mo, please, save our mother, wuwu."

Chen Mo, who was forging weapons, saw this and quickly helped the two sisters up.

"Get up, what's going on?"

The two sisters tearfully recounted what happened to their mother, Zhang Fengshi.

Zhang Feng joined the Zhang Feng family as a widow and was focused on studying enchanted sleeve arrows. When she was buying materials, she spilled ink and stained someone's clothes. The person then pestered her and threatened not to pay for it. If he has ten taels of silver, she will be his wife.

Chen Mo showed helplessness.

He looked at the two crying girls and thought for a moment. Now he could think of three solutions.

One is to go directly and fight violence with violence.

One is to give these two girls ten taels of silver to meet each other's requirements.

One is the usual method of local blacksmiths. When they encounter trouble, they ask someone on the road to take action.

After much thought, he decided to solve the problem in a third way.

After a while.

Chen Mo brought two girls to this customer who was known as the One-Sword Immortal. He paid him two taels of silver and asked him to teach the man a lesson.

"Haha, usually I won't take on such a lifeless job. The pay is too little and it's not worth it. But Master Chen Mo is a different matter. Let's do this. I'll follow these two girls for a while to see which one of them is this blind guy. , unexpectedly offended the master, if he doesn't open his eyes for a while, I will be responsible for killing, master, you will be responsible for saving him!"

ten minutes later.

The One-Sword Immortal is indeed famous.

As he appeared, the man who had been yelling immediately let go of Zhang Fengshi and kept begging for mercy, which made Yidao Xiandu feel bored.

The two little girls were full of admiration.

When Chen Mo, who was secretly observing, saw this, he smiled slightly, recited the "Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra" silently again, and turned around to leave.

(End of this chapter)