Chapter 140 Holy Monk (1) (1/2)

The Lin family's Zhenlong Escort Agency is not well-known in the martial arts world, but something happened recently, which made this escort agency, which was once only famous in a small town, spread all over the country.

First, the head of the Zhenlong Escort Agency was killed while escorting goods. Not only was he killed, but most of his men also died. The escort agency suffered heavy losses and had to compensate the families of the escorts.

The Zhenlong Escort Agency is not well-known, and the family assets are not much. It is just a wealthy family compared to this small town. After the widow left by the head of the family made arrangements, the local wealthy Li family, who had an engagement with the eldest son of the Lin family, came to the door and wanted to cancel the engagement.

This matter is not authentic anywhere, but it is a small town. Even if someone knows that the Li family is not authentic, they can move out and still be relaxed.

The Lin family is no longer what it used to be. Only Mr. Lin's second wife and two children who have not yet reached the age of twenty are left. They are very happy to suppress others with their power.

Who would have thought that, just after the engagement, the eldest son of the Lin family became a monk.

It would have been fine if he had stayed quietly in the temple, chanting Buddhist scriptures and beating wooden fish, but he made a great wish as soon as he became a monk, to convert the evil people in the world and make those evil people abandon evil and do good.

Isn't this a joke!

The master of the Li family, who had just successfully broken off the engagement, sneered.

Then he couldn't laugh anymore.

Because half a month later, the eldest son of the Lin family, whose Buddhist name was Shi Heng, really converted a demon who was very famous in the world.

Along with the news that this demon was converted, the news that the Li family bullied others to break off the engagement and caused Master Shi Heng to become a monk also spread in the world.

The Li family became famous.

Master Li was not happy at all.

His beautiful daughter who could have married a rich man could not get married. If the eldest son of the Lin family had been quiet and silent, it would have been fine, but he was forced to shave his head and become a monk. It was inevitable that the families who had intended to marry him would think about it.

If one day, their family also lost power, would the Li family do the same?

They did not have the ability of the eldest son of the Lin family to convert people, so that the disgusting things done by the Li family would spread throughout the world.

As for those people in the world who were not interested in these gossips, they were curious about how Master Shi Heng, who was said to be an ordinary person before he became a monk, converted the evil man.

Could it be that he was really destined to be converted by the Buddha and was converted by the wise words?

In the desolate desert, a monk wearing a monk's robe and a veil held a staff in his hand and walked forward step by step.

He stepped lightly, and the loose yellow sand seemed like solid mud under his feet. There was no sign of collapse when he stepped on it. If you look closely, you can find that the dust blown by the wind suddenly disappeared when it was about to approach him.

Lin Shiheng's equipment was not bad.

Although the Zhenlong Escort Agency was not as good as before, it still had a family background. After Er Niang knew that he was going on a long journey, she called the embroiderer to make a few monk robes for him overnight.

Because Lin Shiheng did not hang under any temple, he was a wandering monk in a strict sense, and there was no other requirement for the color of the monk robe. Under the command of Er Niang, these monk robes were not only complicated, but also embroidered with dark patterns everywhere, which looked very luxurious.

In summary, it is a combination of low-key luxury and connotation.

Without Lin Shiheng asking, she explained: "The master once said that if you don't dress well when you go out, people will treat you as a soft persimmon. If you dress more luxuriously, people will see that you have a background and will naturally not oppose you."

Lin Shiheng did not correct the fact that no one in the martial arts world would have the time to oppose monks. After all, Shaolin is also a major sect in the martial arts world today.

In addition to these clothes, he also brought a zither from home.

Er Niang stuffed him with a lot of silver, and Lin Shiheng accepted it all. As a wandering monk, he had much more equipment and money than other ordinary wandering monks. Before leaving, Er Niang still hugged him and cried.

The mother of the eldest young master of the Lin family died of dystocia, and Master Lin did not remarry, so he left her to his concubine, that is, Er Niang, to take care of her.

Leaving her to her makes Master Lin feel more at ease than leaving her to anyone else.

Er Niang was a maidservant of Madam Lin. She grew up with Madam Lin. They trusted each other more than Master Lin. Er Niang had been married before, but unfortunately she met a husband's family with a tradition of domestic violence. She was beaten to death. Madam Lin found out and rescued her.

In order to keep Er Niang by her side, Madam Lin arranged for her to be the second wife.

She was fine, but she would have died of a difficult labor. Before she died, she did not talk to Master Lin, but only to Er Niang, begging her to take good care of her child.

Er Niang cried and agreed. After that, she really did as she said. She treated Master Lin as her own son and took care of him more carefully than anyone else. She only hoped that he would grow up soon and inherit the Zhenlong Escort Agency.

Unfortunately, Master Lin was weak and sick. When the Li family came to the door, he was shocked and angry and died on the spot.

The child she raised became a monk due to the family misfortune. Er Niang cried so hard that her eyes went blind. Even if she was well prepared, how could she feel at ease when a young man who was not yet twenty years old went out to fight in the world alone and had to face those evil people in the future?

However, the education that Er Niang received since childhood was to obey her father at home, obey her husband after marriage, and obey her son after her husband's death. So although she was reluctant, she could only send him out of the house with tears.

After watching the child who had given himself the Buddhist name Shi Heng leave in the heavy monk's robe, Er Niang gritted her teeth and wiped her eyes, turned around and took the second young master of the Lin family to join the Zhenxing Escort Agency to fight against the Li family.

She obviously blamed the Li family for the child she raised to become a monk.

When the master passed away, although the child was not quite right, he did not ask to leave home. If the Li family had not been too bullying, how could he be so shocked and insist on becoming a monk?

After putting the blame on the Li family, the usually weak and crying Er Niang rushed towards them with a rage.

Li family!

She must make them pay the price!

In the distant desert, completely unaware that his former family was wholeheartedly seeking revenge, Lin Shiheng continued to move forward step by step without any hurry.

Someone asked him, "Master, how long do we have to go?"

"Until someone who needs my help appears."

The man asked again, "But this is a desert, where are there people?"

The monk in a heavy and gorgeous black robe stopped and lowered his eyes slightly, "Why can't there be people in the desert?"

"We have been walking here for three hours, it's getting dark, where is there a single person?"

"Donor, be modest."

"You have a staff and a zither on your back, of course you can be modest, what about me?!!"

Lin Shiheng turned around and looked at the person in front of him who was carrying large and small bags and looking at him with gritted teeth. His white face was still calm and indifferent.

"This is to convert the donor."

"If you want to convert, just recite some sutras, what's the point of letting me carry your luggage!"

The man carrying the luggage looked pretty good, with a pair of sword-like eyebrows, eyes as bright as stars, a high nose bridge and thin lips, a standard handsome appearance.

He was not a sinner who was forced to carry luggage, but the second young master of Hu Yu Villa, which was famous in the martial arts world.

This young master Hu loved to fight for justice and was very curious. He heard that there was a monk who could convert evil people to good and answer the confusion of the world, so he came here with great interest.

He had a question and wanted to ask the monk to help answer it.

As a result, as soon as he met Master Shi Heng, before he said his purpose, the monk talked him up and down and said that he could answer questions, but he just wanted him to be an attendant for a month.

He was the second young master of the Hu family, and he was an attendant? !

Young Master Hu didn't think about it at all, and said decisively: OK! I'll do it!

I originally thought that I could see how Master Shi Heng punished evil and promoted good, and converted evil people by following him. But after following him for so long, I walked almost every day and had to carry a lot of luggage. If wild beasts appeared along the way, the monks had no intention of taking action. Instead, they sat cross-legged on the side and watched Master Hu punch tigers and kick wolves.

The first time Master Hu killed a tiger, he looked at Lin Shi Heng, who was sitting quietly on the side and looked like he had nothing to do with it: "Master, I killed a life in front of you, and you are not angry?"

The monk chanted a Buddhist name, and the holiness on his jade-white face almost overflowed in the sun.

"Everything in the world has its own destiny. Since it has this disaster, why should I do this?"

It sounds like it makes sense.

Master Hu had never met the monks of Shaolin Temple, so he half-believed and half-doubtedly accepted this answer.

He still believed in Master Shi Heng's ability.

After all, the one who was converted by him and abandoned evil and turned to good was one of the notorious Five Evil Tigers in the martial arts world.

These five demons relied on their high martial arts skills to do all kinds of evil. There were people in the martial arts world who tried to encircle and suppress them at the beginning, but unfortunately, the five of them were too cunning. They would attack those with lower martial arts skills and run away when they saw those with higher martial arts skills. They were so arrogant for so many years.

Therefore, since Master Shi Heng was able to make one of the Five Evil Tigers confess his crime and surrender, his martial arts skills must be very good.

Young Master Hu has been trying to get Master Shi Heng to take action so that he can open his eyes, but unfortunately, along the way, the monks were either clothed and fed, or meditated and chanted Buddhist mantras, and had no intention of taking action.

He was not seen using Qinggong in normal times. He walked, slept and ate like ordinary people without martial arts, but he liked to go to difficult places.

Wouldn't he be a donkey?

Young Master Hu gradually began to suspect that he was deceived.

He carried a heavy gift on his back, and raised his eyes unwillingly to ask the monk in front of him who was walking slowly with a staff: "Master, I have been with you for so long, can't you really tell me how you converted the five evil tigers?"

"I have said it many times."

Lin Shiheng did not stop, and said in a calm voice: "Explain it with emotion and move it with reason."

Talking to the evil tigers with reason?

Who would believe it?

Young Master Hu was unwilling to give up and continued to ask: "Master, can you explain it in more detail? How did you persuade them with emotion and reason?"

"Three years ago, I went to the encirclement and suppression of the five evil tigers. I don't think they are people who will listen to reason."

"I asked: Can the donor abandon evil and do good? He agreed."

"Amitabha." The monk with a solemn face bowed his head slightly, "My Buddha has a compassionate heart. As long as you are sincere, you can always influence one or two."

Young Master Hu, who was carrying a heavy gift, twitched his mouth.

He was now extremely sure.

Either this Master Shi Heng was fooling him.

Or he was fooling him.

Or he could just leave his luggage and run away. This follower is really not a human being.

He was eager to try, but he saw the monk who was walking slowly in front of him stopped and looked up thoughtfully.

"What's wrong?"

Young Master Hu also raised his eyes, and then he froze when he saw the flag they had erected in the distance, "Fengshamen?"

The monk was still calm, "But the sand bandits?"

"More than that."

Sand bandits only steal things, but Fengshamen will kill them.

Young Master Hu unloaded his luggage in one breath, "Master, run, we can't beat them."

The reason why Fengshamen only roamed in the desert was because all the members of their sect were wanted villains in the world. It was okay for Young Master Hu to fight petty thefts, but he would be killed by this level of people in one encounter.

The monk sat cross-legged leisurely on the spot.

"It's too late."

Young Master Hu's pupils shrank, and then he realized that flags appeared in all directions.

They were surrounded.

"Master."

He smiled a smile that was uglier than crying: "I never thought that I would die with a monk like you."

"Amitabha, life is death, death is life, why should you be obsessed with it?"

The monk who was sitting cross-legged took off the zither on his back and placed it on his knees.

"The last song before death?"

Young Master Hu smiled bitterly: "If you have the time, why don't you answer my question."

"Who killed my Hu Yu Villa, and where did all the more than 300 people in the villa go?"

"Amitabha."

Lin Shiheng put his hand on the zither and smiled faintly: "I will naturally tell you in a month."

"It's hard to say whether we can survive for more than a month now..."

As if in the blink of an eye, accompanied by the yellow sand all over the sky, the people from the Wind Sand Sect came in front of them and surrounded them.

A man walked out at the head and looked straight at Lin Shiheng: "Are you the monk who said he would save all the evil people in the world?"

"Amitabha."

The monk who was sitting cross-legged chanted a Buddhist name, his eyes were as warm as water.

He asked softly: "Donor, can you give up evil and do good?"

"Hahahahaha, it's so funny! Do you know who I am? You just ask..."

Lin Shiheng's hand fell on the piano.

"——"

The sound of the piano was like a sharp sword, suddenly shooting at the group of Fengshamen who were laughing wildly. In a second, the group of people who were still jumping around just now screamed and fell down.

There was no sound.

The Fengshamen who were still laughing in a mess just now looked at this scene in disbelief.

For a while, the desert was terribly quiet.

But the monk didn't even look at the group of people, but raised his eyes and looked at the other side with compassion.

"Donor, can you give up evil and do good?"

Those people were still in shock, and they stepped back in panic and hesitation.

"——"

The sound of the piano sounded again, and the group of people fell down in unison.

The surviving Fengshamen looked at the monk who was sitting on the ground like a devil in horror, and aimed his eyes at them.

In the gentle words, he repeated again.

"Donor, can you give up evil and do good?"

"Brothers, don't be afraid, let's go together and kill!!!"

"——"

It seemed like just a blink of an eye, and only two people were still standing.

They looked like minions, their legs were trembling, and they stared at the monk sitting on the ground in fear.

Lin Shiheng stood up, and the wind and sand blew his monk's robe, which made him look a little mysterious.

He walked forward step by step, and the two minions retreated step by step.

Finally, he walked in front of one of them.

"Donor, can you give up evil and do good?"

The man saw from the corner of his eye that the zither on the ground had not been brought over, and his brain spun rapidly for a moment, and his hands suddenly turned into claws, facing the monk in front of him.

"Go to hell!!!"

Lin Shiheng looked at him calmly, and when his claw reached in front of him, he also stretched out his hand and faced his palm.

Under the horrified eyes of the last minion, his companions began to turn into ashes bit by bit, starting from his hands.

A gust of wind blew, and the ashes went away.

Among the corpses, a monk in a robe held a staff in one hand and placed one hand on his chest, chanting a Buddhist name.

"Amitabha."

After saying that, he raised his eyes and looked at the last remaining minion.

"Donor, can you give up evil and do good?"

"Give up, give up, give up!!! I give up!!!"

The minion's legs softened and he knelt on the ground, "Master, Master, I will do good!! Don't kill me, Master!!"

Under the gaze of Master Hu, who was staring at him in shock, Lin Shiheng smiled compassionately, turned around and looked at the corpses, shaking his head helplessly.

"Although the donors have committed serious sins, why do you have to kill them?"

Master Hu, who watched Master Shiheng's conversion: "..."

So, the five evil tigers that had disappeared for a long time were also unfortunately killed at the conversion site?

But why was there no news in the martial arts world? He had only heard that Master Shi Heng had profound Buddhist knowledge, a compassionate heart, and was dedicated to saving evil people. For this reason, he even gave up his status as a young master and traveled the world as a wandering monk, which showed his determination.

If he was not saved, he would be killed. Why had no one ever mentioned it?

Master Hu was thinking with his rigid brain, and suddenly heard a compassionate voice.

"Forget it, Buddha has mercy on me, and I will send you off."

As he said this, he bowed his head slightly and recited the mantra of rebirth skillfully.

As the mantra of rebirth appeared, the corpses on the ground turned into ashes one by one, and when the wind blew, they were covered under the yellow sand, leaving no trace.

sha're:n, destroy the corpse, eliminate the traces, all in one go.