Starting from Orion, kill a Martial Saint

Chapter 203 Hanshan Temple

Although he had a bad impression of the monk, Wei Zheng was still very polite to the old and young couple.

After all, according to what the other party says, the other party is here to help you?

Moreover, with Wei Zheng's current eyesight, he could tell with just a glance that this pair of monks had a high status among this group of refugees.

There are not many people who are kind to refugees in this world.

However, Wei Zheng was still wary of this old man and young man.

Who knows what the other party’s purpose is?

"I, Wei Zheng, have met two masters."

While raising his hands in salute, Wei Zheng was also observing the old man and the young man.

The old monk looked malnourished, with a disheveled face, but his deep-set eyes looked bright. As for the young monk, he seemed to have kept up with his nutrition. He looked a little simple and had some muscles on his body. .

The clothes of both of them were also in tatters. The clothes they wore were from who knows how many years ago. They were full of patches and holes, and they looked extremely poor.

As for the victims on the roadside, their faces were full of gratitude towards the pair of monks. Looking at the porridge shack on the roadside, Wei Zheng already knew in his heart that if it weren't for the old and the young, the victims would only be Afraid of freezing to death in this wasteland.

But why would he set up a porridge shed in the wilderness?

"Almsgiver Wei, the old monk is waiting for you here specifically." The old monk seemed to have noticed Wei Zheng's doubts and spoke to himself.

The young monk next to him had a nervous look on his face, and his body was tense, as if he was on guard against Wei Zheng.

"Xinsu, don't be rude." The old monk scolded the young monk Xinsu beside him, and then smiled and spoke to Wei Zheng in front of him.

"Donor Wei, the old monk named Kongding is waiting for the benefactor here, just to subjugate demons and eliminate demons." Kongding's eyes flashed. "If the old monk guessed correctly, the donor is probably going to be taken away from him, right? Can he feel it?"

brush! Wei Zheng felt as if a basin of cold water was poured from his head, and his whole body was covered with a vast coldness.

Seize the body? Monk?

Wei Zheng couldn't help but think of the skeleton monk he saw in the underwater cave.

really! Wei Zheng secretly clenched his fists.

This guy is really not a good guy!

Thinking of this, Wei Zheng couldn't help but feel angry. He wished he could pull that old beast out of his body and smash his head right now!

"Master, how should we resolve it?" Wei Zheng hurriedly handed over his hand, but he was a little more defensive in his heart.

Thanks to this weird world, Wei Zheng is now extremely wary of everything.

"Hahaha." The old monk deliberately said nothing at this moment, and just looked at the group of sallow-looking refugees behind him.

"Ma Yuan, go, how much food is left in the car? How much dried meat? Give some to the people, and give some more firewood."

Wei Zheng quickly understood what the other party meant and hurriedly gave instructions.

"Yes." Ma Yuan was naturally very obedient and quickly followed suit.

The old monk squinted his eyes, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes.

"May I ask the donor how long it has been since this happened?"

"About. more than three months."

"Three months?" A look of shock appeared on Kong Ding's face. He looked Wei Zheng up and down, and the expression on his face gradually became serious.

"Donor, you are in great danger now!" As he spoke, Kongding murmured. "If the donor can trust the old monk, please ask the donor to go back to Hanshan Temple with me. Even if your body is taken away to this extent, it can only be solved with the most precious Buddhist treasure."

"This"

"Donor, please think about it." "Hanshan Temple is a serious Buddhist temple, and there is no possibility of evil practices." Wang Boshan stroked his beard and seemed to be thinking carefully. After a long time, he spoke firmly. "Buddhists use compassion to destroy lives, but if they violate the Buddha's precepts, even a warrior monk can only kill the treacherous and evil people."

Wei Zheng returned to the motorcade and immediately asked Wang Boxhan for his opinion.

Master has far more experience than me, so asking him now is undoubtedly the best choice.

Listening to Master, it seems that Buddhism in this world is not as bad as I imagined.

At least in Qingzhou, Buddhism has an excellent reputation.

After observing the reactions of the refugees on the road to the monk, Wei Zheng's worries eased.

If this is really the case, then I can be saved?

However, Wei Zheng's face darkened.

Being on guard against others is still indispensable.

He would never have 100% trust in this old monk who appeared out of nowhere.

Hanshan Temple is located in Chang County. It was not until Wei Zheng came to Hanshan Temple that he discovered that the scale of this temple seemed to be far beyond his imagination.

It's snowy in winter, but today there's an endless stream of pilgrims coming to pay their respects and pray, and it's almost overcrowded.

In the huge and wide bluestone square, the snow has long melted. A big tree covered with red silk and satin stands in the center. Pilgrims gather in twos and threes beside the tree and hang red silk and satin on the tree.

"Dear donors, please stay nearby first. It will take at least three days to eliminate the demons. The murderous energy in your bodies is too great, and I'm afraid it will affect the pilgrims."

It was not until he arrived in front of the temple that the old monk clasped his hands together and spoke to the people escorting Wei Zheng behind him.

"What nonsense! I will follow Mr. Wei! Who knows what bad things you guys can do?" The men of the He Group do not believe in God. The only god in their hearts is Wei Zheng.

"Donor, please advise them." The old monk was not annoyed even after being scolded, and his voice remained calm and indifferent. "Donor Wei can see that even if I, the old monk, want to harm Donner Wei, they won't be able to help me."

Wei Zheng dismissed everyone and asked them to wait nearby.

The old monk's words are good. After half a day of contact, Wei Zheng has probably seen the old monk's cultivation level, which is above the lung pass and below the liver pass. If his group of people really fights, they may not be able to stop this guy. of.

The two climbed up the stairs.

From time to time, pilgrims would greet Kongding, and Kongding would respond with a smile, without any airs.

Only then did Wei Zheng realize that this old monk turned out to be the abbot of Hanshan Temple.

"Even though the temple is so big, it was built with money donated by pilgrims. None of it went to the old monk. Now it's a problem to eat!"

Kong Ding was originally a silent person, but when he talked about "Buddha" and temples, he talked more and his face showed a glimmer of light.

"There are also people who want to shave their heads and become monks and come to Hanshan Temple. As long as they are not criminals, the old monks will accept them.

However, I was left as a young apprentice. There was no reason but that they didn’t have enough to eat. They always thought that if they couldn’t afford to eat, they could at least get enough to eat by coming to our temple.

It's a pity that the old monk donated all the money donated by the pilgrims. Instead, the temple was donated by the old monk, and he couldn't even afford food. As time went by, no one came to become a monk. The temple was so big that it became a Empty shelf.”

"The abbot is compassionate." Wei Zheng didn't know what to say, but he was still thinking about the matter of seizing the body.

In my heart, I couldn't help but secretly become nervous.

If I hadn't met this old monk, I'm afraid it would have taken a long time to find a solution.

"If you ask me, what's the point of those pilgrims donating money to build the Buddha's golden body and build the temple? It's just a clay statue that can't be eaten or drank. If you have the money, donate it to the victims. This is the right way. "

Kongding kept chattering, and soon led Wei Zheng to a magnificent hall.

In the main hall, three golden Buddhas were watching everything quietly with empty eyes.

(End of this chapter)