One Punch Monk

Chapter 1 Once upon a time there was a Xihang Temple

The mountain is not high, but there is a temple.

On a hill in the outskirts of Taiping County, there is a small temple named "Xixing Temple".

Xixing Temple was built by Zen Master Sanbu, an old monk who came here for unknown reasons after the Empress ascended the throne.

Three years ago, a young monk came to Xixing Temple.

The young monk was extremely handsome, and the money for incense in the monastery has increased several times since his arrival, compared to before every month.

At that time, girls from all over the world rushed to offer incense, just to take a peek at the little monk.

Now it is aboveboard.

And the more the little monk said, "Female benefactor, please respect yourself", the more excited they were.

In summer, the Xixing Temple is full of flowers, and all kinds of flowers are in full bloom.

"Master, are you looking for me?"

There are two futons under the bodhi tree in front of the hall, and a tea table is placed between the futons. In addition to the tea set for making tea, the tea pet little stone monkey, and an open scripture on the tea table.

As the breeze blew, the pages of the book rustled, and the name of the scripture was inadvertently revealed.

——"Truth".

Zen Master Sanbuan had already sat down cross-legged, waiting for his apprentice to arrive.

Shen Budu, who was dressed in a plain monk's robe, came in front of Zen Master San Zan, clasped his hands together and bowed to salute, with an air of humility.

When Shen Budu traveled to this fairy world where demons were rampant, his soul-wearing body was already in a dying state, and he had nothing on his body except for a piece of jade pendant.

At that time, he was lying flat on the river beach covered in blood, and the fisherman who pulled him to the shore was already discussing the matter of having a meal with his family.

Zen Master San Zhan saved his life, taught him the exercises, and took care of and taught him meticulously for several years, so he respected this old monk who had almost no greed, anger, and ignorance from the bottom of his heart.

"Budu, have you finished your homework today?"

"Follow the master's instruction, and recite the "Truth" silently every day for three years, and the Tathagata Divine Fist will not be neglected."

"Yes, Not Bad."

Zen Master San Zan showed a kind smile, took a sip of tea and said slowly.

"Pilgrim Chen Zhicai's family has recently encountered some rather strange things. Generally, these are wandering spirits who don't want to go to the underworld. It won't be a big problem. Apprentice, you can go and see it on behalf of the temple."

Shen Budu looked at the top of his head, the sun and the moon hung side by side in the sky, the sun was like a black hole, and the moon was like a blood wheel.

Around the black heart sun, there is a strange golden awn, which looks like a chocolate donut with a golden burnt ring
Obviously, there are a billion points of abnormality in this world.

A few days ago, a snake catcher who came to offer incense also said that apart from the tiger demons who used to catch souls and make ghosts, there are also fox fairies in the mountains recently.

Of course, the Wuzhou government doesn't care about these, can't cure evil spirits, and can't rule the common people?
After all, in terms of not being human, they have always been not being human.
In short, this is not a safe world, and it is not safe to be a human being or a ghost.

After thinking up to this point, Shen Budu was still somewhat uneasy.

The world is so scary, and I am so weak. Although the master said that he might be just a little ghost, what if the exorcism fails and I am eaten instead?
"Master."

Zen Master Sanzhu saw his disciple's uneasiness, and pointed out the most crucial question: "Master Chen's family offered a thousand cash for sesame oil. You have to regard this matter as a test for you by the Buddha, do you understand?"

Now that it has been related to the old man's card of the Buddha, this is a matter of principle of right and wrong.

"Disciple understands!" Shen Budu straightened his back.

"Well, you go on behalf of Xixing Temple. Remember, don't fall into the prestige of the first generation disciple of this temple."

The first generation disciple of this temple, it seems that I am the only one now?
As if feeling Shen Budu's inner complaints, Zen Master Sanzang fixed his hand holding the tea soup in mid-air.

He glanced at the tea pet little stone monkey on the tea table in front of him, and coughed lightly.

"Hey, your senior brother is still here... wait."

Chan Master San Zan stood up, carefully adjusted the collar of his disciple's monk robe, and then nodded with satisfaction, letting him go.

Looking at the disciples who were bravely walking down the mountain, and then at the little stone monkey in front of him, Zen Master San Zan showed a nostalgic look of reminiscing about the past.

"The one who said back then that you could come back from the dead, the old monk deduced it countless times but there was no chance of life, but just yesterday, there was a turning point... Within a hundred days, if you can kill immortals and absorb immortal energy, You can come back from the dead."

"The gate of heaven has been closed for thousands of years, and a new round of world catastrophe is approaching. If you really have a chance, it may fall on your little junior brother... This is your fortune, and it is also your little junior brother's fortune."

The little stone monkey remained silent for a long time, and in the end, all thoughts of Zen Master San Zan turned into a long sigh.

"Wukong, drink more hot water."

The hot tea soup was poured on the tea pet little stone monkey, and the little stone monkey seemed to undergo a slight change.

A young man in monk robes and cloth shoes soon came to the wooden bridge at the entrance of the village.

Algae criss-crossed in the water, a few early-blooming lotuses grew out of the mud, and a wooden bridge with more than ten steps "squeaked and squeaked" forced out a thrilling feeling.

"Yaowa, don't go to the well!"

Under the dense tree at the entrance of the village, there was an old man looking at his grandson.

The grandson is greedy for the cold, leaning on the well to try to cool off the heat.

The old man quickly stood up from the bed with his knees propped up, holding the fan he wove as he was about to fight.

"Oh my god, I'm so hot."

The old man raised his face and taught him a lesson: "Master Chen's house is full of evil spirits, how do you know there are no water ghosts eating babies in this well?"

"Grandpa, why is the same surname Chen? They have ice cubes in summer, but ours doesn't."

"Because his ancestors were commanders-in-chief of the brigade, Taizong gave him a lot of fields. Now that the saint is enthroned, all these fields belong to his family. If you have fields, you will have money. If you have money, you can dig an ice cellar. Do you understand? ?”

The little doll with the sky braid seemed to understand.

"Your grandfather was also a brave warrior who won the three armies." The old man sighed and said, "Until he followed Taizong to conquer Wu Kingdom in the north, he was shot in the knee with an arrow."

Shen Budu went forward and bowed, and asked: "Ah Weng, you are being polite, may I ask where is rich master Chen's house?"

The old man raised his cloudy eyes, looked the young man up and down, and was slightly startled.

There are such beautiful men in the world?
Sword brows and star eyes, straight nose bridge, thin and ruddy lips, fair complexion as smooth as porcelain, tall and straight figure, and super dusty temperament.

The old man suddenly felt that what the storyteller said about throwing fruit into the car and killing the guards seemed not impossible.
Even counting forward, the Great Zhou, Great Tang, Great Sui, and the era of Northern Zhou and Northern Qi, I am afraid that this little monk can compete with Lanling King Gao Changgong.

To be honest, not to mention the surprise of others, but when Shen Budu crossed over by himself, he heard the name of the master and looked in the mirror. If it wasn't for the fact that the dynasties didn't match, he almost thought that he was the disciple of Xuanzang in history. The handsome debating monk.
The old man came back to his senses, smiled and stretched out his fingers and said: "Go forward from here, turn right at the fork and enter the deepest place."

"Little Master, his house is very dangerous to be haunted by ghosts recently, be careful... Hey, rich man Chen is a well-known good man in the village, and he has gone away for no apparent reason. If possible, please save his dead soul."

"Thank you, Aunt, I understand."

Shen Budu didn't go in a hurry, but cautiously checked the terrain in Chenjia Village, if the evil spirit was too strong, he had to figure out how to escape first.

After patiently pouring some water on the withered little red flowers on the side of the road, Shen Budu came to the end pointed by the old man. There was a courtyard with three entrances, which was obviously the most magnificent existence in Chenjia Village.

A beautiful young woman in a short jacket was chasing a big rooster that screamed "cluck cluck" all over the courtyard.

"You stop me!"

The big rooster would not listen to her, flapped its wings and dropped a few chicken feathers, and walked away, huddled in the kennel, unable to come out.

Seeing a very handsome young monk standing at the gate of the courtyard, the young woman who was wiping sweat with her forearm and sleeves smiled apologetically.

"May I ask what this little master is doing?"

Shen Budu sized her up, and found that the young woman had a rather flattering look on her face, she didn't look like a dignified wife from a rich family in the countryside.

"Female benefactor, the young monk is a monk from Xixing Temple, and the name of the Dharma is not passed. Chen Zhicai invited me to exorcise evil spirits."

She was originally a pleasant-looking young woman, she frowned slightly for some reason, but seeing the young monk's face that could not be disgusted at all, the young woman still invited him into the courtyard.

Hearing the movement of the courtyard gate, a young man in long gown came up to meet him. The young man looked quite gentle.

"Erlang, you take this little master to sit in the outer hall first, and let the servant serve tea."

I thought this beautiful young woman was the daughter-in-law of the Chen family, but now the tone of the order is not very similar, and the age is also not right.

The two saluted, and after a brief exchange of greetings, Chen Erlang led Shen Budu into the outer hall.

Just now when he sat down, Shen Budu was startled slightly.

Through the door of the inner and outer halls, he found that in the inner hall,
Impressively stood an unnailed thin-skinned coffin.

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