life and death deed

Chapter 251 Bullying
Will it be the same name?

That was the first thought that came to my mind.

He looks like a bad guy and is completely different from the Master Fang Guang I thought he was.

What's more, last night, when I told him that I was looking for Master Fang Guang, Xu Shiguang also looked confused, as if he had never heard of Master Fang Guang.

In any case, Xu Shiguang is my only clue now, and I can only come to the main gate of Leifeng Pagoda again.

Soon, I saw Xu Shiguang not far away.

When I look at him in person, the more I look at him, the less he looks like a Buddhist master.

The ability to solve my bad luck must be considerable. Master Fang Guang is at least at the level of an eminent monk.

As for the Xu Shiguang in front of him, he had no Buddhist spirit at all, he had a fierce look on his face, and his face was full of flesh. If he took off his security uniform, he would be called a bandit.

But there was nothing I could do, so I walked towards him.

After I got closer to him, I was ready to test him, so I said, "Senior Fang Guang!"

If he is really Master Fang Guang and wanted to hide his identity from me last night, then when he heard my unexpected voice at this moment, his body would definitely have an abnormal reaction.

However, what surprised me was that Xu Shiguang did not behave abnormally.

He just heard the sound and looked at me calmly, then frowned and said, "Why is it you again?"

"Master Fang Guang, my disciple has something to ask for. I hope you can save me!" I said sincerely.

Xu Shiguang walked up to me and was amused by me. He said: "Is there something wrong with you? I'm just a security guard. Where is the master? I told you last night. If you want to find a monk, go to the temple seven kilometers away." Look for Lingyin Temple, except for security guards, there are only tourists in Leifeng Pagoda."

He doesn't look like he is pretending at all. Even an Oscar-winning actor cannot pretend to be so similar, but is there really such a coincidence in the world?The young monk said that Master Fang Guang was in Leifeng Pagoda, and the only person in Leifeng Pagoda, Xu Shiguang, had the same common name as Master Fang Guang!
"Is there really no other monks in Leifeng Pagoda?" I asked again.

If neither the young monk nor Xu Shiguang lied, then the only possibility is that Master Fang Guang is in Leifeng Pagoda and Xu Shiguang doesn't know.

"Is there something wrong with your brain? I work as a security guard here every day, how can I lie to you? Well, you ask him." As he said that, Xu Shiguang pointed to another security guard next to him.

This security guard was much kinder than Xu Shiguang. He said to me kindly: "Young man, there are really no masters in Leifeng Pagoda. If you want to find a monk, you can only go to Lingyin Temple to find one."

"Ok."

Helpless, I could only sigh.

Before I came to Hangzhou, I never imagined that it would be so difficult to find someone.

In fact, there is another way, but I am not willing to use this method, which is to ask senior brother Jiang Nan for help.

But I really don't want to trouble my senior brother. I can't even find him, which will make me look useless.

I walked out of Leifeng Pagoda, but I still felt that I should not contact my senior brother unless absolutely necessary.

Now, I can only go to Lingyin Temple. Fang Guang is a monk in Lingyin Temple, where I can get more information about him.

Got on the bus again and took another hour's drive.

At this moment, I really hope that the distance between Leifeng Pagoda and Lingyin Temple is closer.

It was already noon, and there were more and more tourists visiting Lingyin Temple.

I am still going to find that young monk. He is from Lingyin Temple.

The whole Lingyin Temple is very crowded, and it is not easy to find the young monk. I first went to the main hall where I met him before to look, but I didn't see him.

After that, I could only search all the large and small halls and halls of Lingyin Temple.But I couldn't find it until the afternoon. Lingyin Temple was about to close and I couldn't find it.

Seeing this, I can only wait until early tomorrow morning to go to the Main Hall and wait.

But just as I was passing by a small alley in Lingyin Temple, a familiar voice shocked me.

I looked over hurriedly, but after a while, I suddenly became angry.

"Don't fight, don't fight... I really didn't receive any money today. Brothers, please let me go. If you beat me again, I will die." The young monk lay on the ground holding his head and crying.

Beside him were four people who looked much older, probably in their 20s. Their bodies were not at the same level. The little monk was just like an underdeveloped child.

One of them kicked the young monk directly and cursed: "Little boy, you haven't shown respect to your senior brothers for two days. I think you just don't take them seriously! Beat me!"

After he finished speaking, the other three people started punching and kicking the little monk again, and they were very cruel.

"Brothers...I really didn't make any money today...Brother...don't, stop fighting..." The little monk's thin body was lifted like a ball by the other four.

"Where is your living allowance? Where is the two thousand living allowance that the temple gives you every month? Where is it?"

The little monk's voice was mixed with tears, and he said aggrievedly: "I have sent them all home, and I don't have a penny on me..."

"Send it home? Who asked you to send it home? Did you get the consent of us senior brothers? Beat me! Beat me to death!"

After hearing this, the other four strong men beat him even harder.

At this moment, I was so angry. How could someone bully someone like this in broad daylight?Is there still extortion in Lingyin Temple, the holy land of Zen Buddhism?

"Stop!" I yelled angrily.

The people in front stopped, and the leader looked at me and said, "Donor, the temple is closing soon, why don't you leave?"

"I'm so far away from your mother!"

This was my first time swearing, but I really couldn't help it.

"Donor, this is an insult to politeness!" the monk said.

"Is that an insult to politeness? I will clean up your garbage on behalf of Sakyamuni today!"

As I said that, I raised my fist and rushed towards these four people.

Since I was a child, my uncle has trained my body, and because the saint's energy nourishes my body, it is no problem for me to defeat four or five ordinary people.

What's more, I was so angry now that I beat these four people until their faces were bruised and swollen, without any backhand power.

"You, you, you wait for me!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, these four people wanted to slip away.

I was angry, so I didn't stop him.

After they ran away, I looked at the little monk curled up on the ground.

He was still sobbing.

I helped the young monk up with some sympathy and said, "Okay, don't cry. I have already taught them a lesson for you."

Unexpectedly, instead of showing any relief on the little monk's white face full of tears, there was lingering fear.

(End of this chapter)