Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 170

"He benefactor, the first seat is welcome."

"Thank you, Master."

He Zangjia clasped his fists to express his thanks, subdued his carefree aura, and followed Huitong into the Arhat Temple.

He had not been short in Chongqing Mansion, but this was the first time he had come to Buddhist territory.

There is no other reason, the main reason is that there are too few business contacts with the two companies on weekdays, and there are even some conflicts.

The casinos of the Sichuan-Chongqing Gambling Association also have a loan business, but most of their customers are gamblers who have lost their eyes, and the interest charged is very high. It is just a routine operation.

In contrast, the "fragrant accumulated money" of Luohan Temple is much gentler, so many smart gamblers would rather choose to go to Luohan Temple to "seek merit" than borrow money in the casino.

Although the Luohan Temple at night is shrouded in warm yellow lights, it is empty and lonely.

He Zangjia followed the other party and passed several monasteries, but he didn't meet any walking monks.

It seemed that there were only him and Huitong in a huge temple.

No matter how light your steps are, the sound of landing is still clearly audible.

No matter how warm the light is, it can't illuminate the slightest warmth.

Suddenly, He Zangjia felt a tinge of remorse in his heart. It was a bit risky for him to go to the temple alone to find people.

But now, there is no use in regretting.

Since ancient times, seeking wealth and danger, since you have crossed the threshold of Luohan Temple, there is only one way to go to the dark.

He Zangjia took a deep breath of the cold night wind, and looked at the broad back of Monk Huitong.

"Master, I don't know how Zhou You is doing now?"

"Don't worry, the benefactor. Although the young man committed a heinous crime, the Buddha is merciful and did not take his life. Now he is in the Bodhidharma courtyard, waiting for the head to be punished."

It seems that these bald donkeys are also afraid of the brand of the Sichuan-Chongqing Gambling Club, and dare not act rashly.

He Zangjia heaved a sigh of relief, and then asked: "May I ask, what is the attitude of the chief seat on this matter?"

"What does the benefactor mean?"

He Zangjia grinned, "I'm a rough man with little cultivation, I'm used to going straight, so I'll explain it clearly, what are the conditions for your monastery to release me this time?"

Monk Huitong paused, then turned his head to stare at He Zangjia, "That depends on your sincerity, Master He."

"Then what if the sincerity is not enough?"

Huitong said with a blank expression: "Then next time the threshold of Arhat Temple, only the 'Eight Generals of a Thousand Gates' will be able to step in."

The threatening words fell into He Zangjia's ears, but he tasted other flavors.

These bald donkeys dare not kill me.
He Zangjia was determined, and said repeatedly: "I understand, I am here to atone for my sins with sincerity this time."

"The benefactor has such an idea, great kindness!"

After a question and an answer, the two had already stepped into the core area of ​​the temple, and the majestic Bodhidharma Courtyard was right in front of them.

"My Lord, please come in."

The moment he crossed the threshold of the courtyard, He Zangjia suddenly felt a sense of pressure as towering as a mountain rushing towards him.

The sleeves of the clothes are flying, and the hair on the temples is dancing.If there was any substantial pressure, his bones would crack.

Subconsciously, He Zangjia activated Yinlingquan and Yanglingquan acupuncture points on his left and right legs.

I saw his legs swell in an instant, and the stretched muscles stretched the trouser legs extremely tightly, and firmly stood his body firmly.

"Is this how Arhat Temple treats guests?"

He Zangjia had a half-smile, and squinted his eyes to look at the head of the Dharma Academy who was sitting cross-legged in the hall with a calm and majestic expression.

As soon as the voice fell, the coercion stopped abruptly, which was extremely abrupt.

He Zangjia, who was leaning forward slightly, was caught off guard, and staggered forward, stepping on a floor tile carved with intricate patterns with his right foot, smashing it to pieces.

Immediately, there was loud laughter in the hall, and the sarcasm and ridicule on the faces of all the monks were undisguised.

"I don't know why the benefactor visited the Luohan Temple late at night, what is the purpose?"

Looking at the head of the Bodhidharma Academy who asked the question knowingly, He Zangjia naturally understood what the other party meant, and this was to earn back the lost face from himself.

There are probably still devices around here that are recording my own fleeting glimpses, trying to use my embarrassment as material to intimidate others in the future.

Look, the card of Sichuan-Chongqing Gambling Club is 'Tiger Head', and in front of the monks of Luohan Temple, they dare not make mistakes.

He Zangjia is naturally familiar with this kind of trick.

He smiled lightly, pulled out his right foot that had sunk into the ground, and patted the dust on his trouser leg, "Everyone is a sensible person, so there is no need to talk foolishly. I'm here today to take Zhou You away."

The head of the Bodhidharma Academy saw that the other party looked neither humble nor overbearing, and his heart was filled with anger, annoyed that He Zangjia, a small card, had not bowed his head until now.

But thinking about the 300 million ransom that Huitong said earlier, he held back his anger and said in a deep voice: "The monks have compassion in mind, and the world disturbs me with evil, and I will still return kindness."

"You can take someone away, but it depends on your sincerity."

He Zangjia laughed when he heard the words, pointed at the young man lying on the floor, and said loudly: "Your Arhat Temple doesn't follow the rules, and allows the monks who know guests in the temple to eat up their families."

"You even beat my Sichuan-Chongqing gambling club like this. The two accounts will be calculated together. I will only charge you 100 million."

At this moment, the man no longer suppressed the unruly and domineering arrogance on his body, and raised his jaw at the head of the Bodhidharma Academy whose complexion turned ashen.

"Does this count as sincerity?"

"Bold madman!"

"How dare you speak wildly at the door of the Buddha, the poor monk sees that you are courting death!"

The head of the Bodhidharma Academy slowly raised a hand and pressed it down.

The furious monks around stopped their scolding, and still stared at He Zangjia fiercely with their eyes wide open.

"He Zangjia, what do you mean?"

He Zangjia spread his hands and said with a smile, "Now you can't even understand what people say?"

The head seat frowned, "I allowed you to enter the temple just now, which is enough to give Sichuan and Chongqing the face of the game. I advise you not to toast or eat fine wine."

He Zangjia shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, I never drink with people who are not friends."

"Which 'eight generals' backed you up and made you dare to act wild in Luohan Temple?"

The more arrogant He Zangjia was, the more cautious the head of the Bodhidharma Academy was.

In his opinion, this 'tiger head' card must have been instructed by a certain 'eight generals', otherwise he would never dare to shout so loudly in front of him.

"Don't be cowardly, big bald head."

He Zangjia laughed and said, "There are no 'eight generals', only Lao Tzu!"

Who the hell are you kidding, a bunch of cheaters!

The face of the first seat was cloudy, "I don't care what the attitude of the person behind you is, if Sichuan and Chongqing will not apologize for this matter, Luohan Temple will never let it go!"

"Don't say such cruel words in front of the young master, or you will lose money and release him now, or you will beat me to death."

"Don't deceive people too much with your cards!"

The head of the Bodhidharma Institute felt very depressed, how did this look like he was hunting for people in the Sichuan-Chongqing gambling site?

How dare a 'tiger head' pull so much?

"Don't talk nonsense, there is something to move me!"

He Zangjia patted his chest and cursed, "Are all monks in Luohan Temple so timid?"

All the monks around were stunned, no wonder a little guy dared to break into the monastery to rob people, and all of them were his mother's bunch of desperate lunatics?
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the scripture hall was extremely paradoxical.

The monks at the Arhat Temple, who had the right time, place, and people, kept silent and watched He Zangjia, who was supposed to be a sheep in the mouth of a tiger, jump up and curse.

boom!
At this moment, there was a loud noise from the direction of the temple gate.

The lights of the same color as the Buddha's light in the temple suddenly turned into a dazzling red light, and the warning bell sounded deafeningly, resounding through the entire silent night sky.

He Zangjia showed an anxious expression on his face, and shouted anxiously: "Hurry up, hit me!"

Listening to the roaring and violent noise rolling from a distance, as well as the soul-stirring flames soaring into the sky, the head of the Bodhidharma Academy couldn't help but fell into a sluggish expression, with a trace of grievance in his heart.

"For such a trivial matter, someone of the 'eight generals' level unexpectedly came to the door, what's the matter?"

(End of this chapter)