I became immortal in the world of low martial arts

Chapter 7 Temple (for collection)

arrive home.

Killing such a thing, the first time will be a little nervous.

Can wait until the second time.

There are not many other ideas.

Su Heng tasted the food on the table expressionlessly, as if nothing had happened.

After dinner, Su Heng realized that his sister Su Ping was absent-minded.

"What's the matter?" Su Heng asked curiously.

"Yes." Su Ping nodded, hesitated for a while and said: "Old Zhu's family has a good relationship with our family. Now that Lao Zhu is dead, only Xiao Wu is left behind..."

"It's time to help."

Su Heng immediately understood Su Ping's thoughts and nodded.

Wait until the meal is over.

Su Heng packed some wheat bran in a sack and went out to Old Man Zhu's house.

Unlike other houses, there are lights like beans.Old man Zhu's house was pitch-black, and the door was smashed and half-closed, making a whining sound when the wind blew by.

Su Heng knocked on the door and stood outside quietly waiting.

Soon after.

There was a creaking sound from inside the room, and the wooden door was pushed open, revealing a face with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

"Brother Su..."

Zhu Xiaowu opened his mouth, and the figure in front of him gradually overlapped with the shadow in his memory.

"I'll come and see you, and I'll bring you some food." With the help of the mercury-like moonlight, Su Heng saw the old man Zhu lying flat on the bed in the room with a bleak face.

He thought for a while, then took out more than ten copper coins from his pocket, and handed them to Xiao Wu: "Uncle Wu San is also my elder, let's find a place to bury him."

Zhu Xiaowu's Adam's apple twitched, and his eyes shone with gratitude.

He wants to say thank you.

But his throat was so hoarse that he couldn't speak.

In fact, Zhu Xiaowu was slightly older than Su Heng, but at this time Su Heng was half a head taller than Zhu Xiaowu.

The childishness on his face also disappeared.

Just standing there gives people a sense of stability and reliability.

Su Heng was not very good at comforting others, so he patted Zhu Xiaowu on the shoulder, turned around and left.

……

Silent all night.

When the time came to the next day, Su Heng was planning to go out.

But this time, on the previously quiet street, there was a festive noise.

"Have you heard?" Aunt Zhang next door said to the neighbors with a mysterious face: "Xu Biao was killed. I heard that his head was smashed, and the blood was everywhere. It was too horrible."

"It deserves it! It can be regarded as retribution." There was a voice of gnashing teeth from around.

"Have you heard who killed Xu Biao?" Someone asked again.

"Who else can be, it must be the murderer of the Black Snake Gang." Aunt Zhang replied without thinking.

The Black Snake Gang was the gang that had previously clashed with Xu Biao's Tiger Head Gang, and the injuries on Xu Biao's body were caused by the gangsters of the Black Snake Gang.

"To the ordinary people in Nanshan Street, Xu Biao is indeed a murderer. But in the huge Deling County, the death of Xu Biao is really nothing."

Su Heng thought to himself: "And there are people from the Black Snake Gang to help take the blame, so nothing should happen."

Hear the conversations of the neighbors.

A half-hanging heart finally let go.

Su Heng didn't hesitate anymore, and walked out of the city gate quickly.

This time, he did not choose to go to Wukui Mountain, but changed a road and planned to go to Longde Temple outside the county seat.

over the years.

Su Heng's father saved six taels of silver and used it for Su Heng to practice martial arts.

Adding in the seven taels of silver looted from Xu Biao's house, and the two taels of silver accumulated by Su Heng selling medicine these days, Su Heng now has a total of 15 taels of silver in his hands.

Going to Longde Temple to practice martial arts requires a total of ten taels of silver.

This money is more than enough.

Now the world is getting more and more chaotic, if you kill a Xu Biao, there will be Long Biao, Hu Biao in a few days...

I want to have a certain status in Deling County and be respected.

The only way is to practice martial arts!
In troubled times, everything is false.

Only his own fist is real.

Therefore, after collecting enough money for martial arts, Su Heng set off directly in the direction of Longde Temple without any hesitation.

Joining the temple, in addition to having the opportunity to get in touch with orthodox martial arts.

For Su Heng, there was another important benefit.

That is, exorbitant and miscellaneous taxes can be exempted.

After becoming a monk, Su Heng's household registration was changed from the original medicine registration to the monk registration.

In this way, there is no need to pay a large amount of medicinal materials to the court every month.

The medicines he collected from Wukui Mountain can also be reserved for himself, which can be used to feed the talent of the food immortal and improve the quality of the root bone.

With the spread of drought and locust plagues.

The output of Wukui Mountain has also become barren.

However, more and more Chinese herbal medicines have been confiscated by the government. If they can be freed from such a predicament.

Even if it costs some money, it is worth it for Su Heng.

With anticipation.

Su Heng quickly arrived at Longde Temple.

According to legend, Longde Temple has a history of more than 200 years and is located on the outskirts of Wukui Mountain.The shadows of the trees are mottled, and the tall monastery is covered with a layer of withered and yellow creepers, revealing a slight sense of antiquity.

Su Heng came to the gate and revealed his purpose to the two monks guarding here.

Soon, one of the monks brought Su Heng to the inner courtyard.

To Su Heng's surprise, there were more than a dozen people sitting on the stones in the inner courtyard, tall and short, fat and thin, all of whom looked a little anxious and nervous.

Su Heng's heart sank.

Immediately felt a little bad.

These monasteries accept a limited number of monks.

The more people who want to become monks, the greater the competition among them... Su Heng doesn't know if the 15 taels of silver in his hand is enough.

"You wait here quietly. When your name is called, just come in." The tall and thin monk who brought Su Heng made arrangements for him indifferently.

Then he quickly turned and left.

Su Heng stayed where he was, waiting quietly.

In the small courtyard, although there were quite a few people, they didn't talk to each other, and the atmosphere seemed particularly dull.

Only occasionally you can hear the rustling of leaves when the wind blows by.

Not long after, someone was called into the house.

Not long after, he left in a hurry, the expression on his face was either joyful or anxious... Even if someone came forward to ask, they would shake their heads without saying a word, with a mysterious look on their faces.

After a while...

Su Heng's name finally came from the room.

(End of this chapter)