I became immortal in the world of low martial arts

Chapter 8 Torn Face (for collection)

Su Heng's heart sank slightly, and he stood up suddenly.

All eyes suddenly fell on Su Heng.

Without hesitation, he stepped into the hall with the "Six Banyan" plaque hanging in front of him.

In the middle of the wide hall, there is a golden Buddha statue holding a lotus flower. Thick red candles are neatly lined up on both sides of the Buddha statue, burning quietly and bringing light.

In front of the Buddha statue.

There is a mahogany table.

A monk in charge with an impatient expression on his face was writing something with his head bowed.

Although the monk was wearing plain clothes, he still couldn't hide his fat body.The body is fat into a spherical shape, and the eyes are squinted, giving people a feeling of being difficult to get along with.

"Junior Su Heng wants to come to Longde Temple to become a monk!"

Su Heng bowed and saluted.

After a while, the monk in charge dropped the brush in his hand, looked up at Su Heng with squinted eyes.

"You can call me Master Hongshan." The monk in charge said calmly, "Since you have chosen to become a monk at Longde Temple, then I don't need to say anything about the rules in the temple..."

"The juniors naturally understand."

Su Heng hurriedly took out the prepared silver taels and placed them on the mahogany table in front of Hongshan.

However, after taking a glance, Hong Shan shook his head, and said with a cold expression: "Benefactor, your heart is not serious enough."

Su Heng's face remained unchanged.

But he sighed in his heart, and immediately knew that his guess just now had come true.

He fumbled around in his pocket twice, and then he found a few taels of silver and put it in front of Hongshan.

But Hongshan never spoke, just looked down at the red paper booklet in his hand.

Su Heng had no choice but to take out all his money, including some trivial copper coins, and even the gray cloth bag that his sister Su Ping gave him, and put them on the table.

in this way.

Hong Shan nodded his head in a calm manner.

"The heart to the Buddha is still sincere." Hongshan accepted the broken silver and wrote Su Heng's name on the red paper booklet: "You go down first, and the monk will inform you of the follow-up arrangements later."

"Thank you Master Hongshan!"

Knowing that the matter was over, Su Heng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Before leaving the main hall, Hongshan did not forget to explain to Su Heng: "Don't spread the matter here."

"That's natural."

Su Heng bowed again before leaving the hall.

After Su Heng returned to the courtyard, several young people wanted to come over and ask.

But after seeing Su Heng's cold face, as if strangers should not enter, these young people sat back and waited anxiously.

that's it.

Time slowly came to noon.

During this period, more than a dozen people were brought to the inner courtyard by the monks, and some people also left with gloomy faces.

Su Heng ate a simple vegetarian meal in the yard and continued to wait.

Until the evening hours.

In the yard, only seven or eight people were still waiting.

In the hall of the Six Banyan Trees.

Master Hongshan had already sorted out the red paper roster, but at this moment, a tall monk with a long gray beard slowly walked out from the shadow behind the Buddha statue.

"Master Hongde, when did you come here to see me?" Master Hongshan raised his head and asked.

"Arrange someone for me." Master Hongde said.

The obese Master Hongshan showed embarrassment: "However, the quota for this month is already full, and the monks in the temple have already..."

"I owe you a favor."

Master Hongde snorted coldly, obviously knowing what kind of temperament this guy is.

"Hehe, although there are some difficulties, since you are the mage, you can say anything." Then mage Hongshan nodded and agreed with a smile.

Master Hongshan wrote down the people he arranged on the roster.

Then, he used a brush to select a while on the roster, and a horizontal line crossed out Su Heng's name.

Outside the Six Banyan Hall, in the inner courtyard.

Seeing Master Hongshan walking out of the hall, the rest of the people stood up one after another and looked towards the Master expectantly.

Su Heng is no exception.

"Zheng Feisha, Zhao Changkong, Han Li... those whose names are called stay, and the rest can leave."

As the names sounded one by one, Su Heng's face became extremely gloomy.

Not his name!

how can that be! ?
Su Heng took a deep breath, just about to ask.

Then I saw that Master Hongshan had turned away with two gray-clothed monks.

Naturally, he refused to give up easily, and hurriedly chased in the direction Master Hongshan left, and stopped in front of Master Hongshan.

Su Heng said in a deep voice: "Master Hongshan, why is there no junior's name on the roster."

"Your Buddha's relationship is too shallow, and my Buddha will not cross the generation of ants and sparrows."

Master Hongshan's complexion remained unchanged, and he spoke in a contemptuous tone.

Similar things have obviously been done more than once, and they are very experienced.

Su Heng took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, "In this case, can the master return the money to me?"

"What money?"

Master Hongshan's obese face was full of surprise: "This master has been poor all his life, don't ruin my reputation as a benefactor."

"good very good!"

Su Heng laughed back in anger, turned around and strode away.

"Wrath of a man, what can you do to me?" Master Hongshan looked at Su Heng's back and shook his head, obviously not taking it seriously.

however--

Tonight!

As the autumn wind blew, a fire suddenly ignited on the wall courtyard and spread rapidly.

"Fire out!"

"Come and put out the fire!"

The monks in the monastery yelled, ran and howled.

Master Hongshan, who was deeply asleep, was also awakened by such a movement. Without thinking too much, he put on his clothes, stuffed the package under the pillow into his arms, and ran out.

"There are monks watching the night every day, how could there be a sudden fire?"

Master Hongshan came to a safe place.

On the fat face, there was a look of fear and uncertainty.

"Could it be that someone set the fire on purpose?" Master Hongshan seemed to have thought of something, but at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure walking towards him quickly.

That figure faced the raging fire with its back, but the moonlight coated its body with a layer of cold silver.

An indescribable sense of danger spread in his heart.

"You are…"

When the figure approached, Master Hongshan was shocked to realize that this person was the boy he had seen during the day.

"Fountain of Buddhism, how dare you...puchi!"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by severe pain.

Su Heng's two fingers.

It has been deeply inserted into Master Hongshan's eye socket.

Blood gurgled down his cheeks like a stream, and thick cold sweat broke out in a flash.

Master Hongshan opened his mouth, wanting to scream.

Stab it!
Su Heng tried again.

Accompanied by the scalp-numbing sound of muscle tearing, a face covered with pale yellow grease was torn off by him.

"Don't cross the ants? Then let me cross you!"

Su Heng looked grimly at the blood-red monk in front of him who looked like a ghost, and knocked him to the ground with a fist.

Then another foot stepped on Master Hongshan's neck and spine.

Click!

Hongshan's head was tilted at a strange angle, completely lifeless.

Su Heng stepped forward and groped in Hongshan's arms, and found a thick brown paper package.He put the package in his arms, and before he had time to look at it, he quickly left the temple.

But behind Su Heng, the fire was getting bigger and bigger, and it was continuous, and the pillar-like smoke covered the moonlight.

Even the golden Buddha statue collapsed in the raging flames.

(End of this chapter)