Rebirth and Revenge: The Black-bellied Prostitute

As soon as the daughter of Xiangfu spoke, there was a scholar at the foot of the mountain who needed help. How could the monks in the temple pretend that this had never happened.

However, on such a vicious day, it was really a shame to go down the mountain to help a poor scholar come up.

Therefore, senior monks are not willing to go.

This twelve or thirteen-year-old monk was relatively young, so he was naturally rejected by his brothers and asked him to work as a coolie.

For this reason, as soon as the little monk saw the tall and burly Bu Zhanfeng, he immediately said this.

After Bu Zhanfeng heard the little monk's words, his dry throat became even more uncomfortable.

Since you know that you are young and may not be able to help others, why don't you let other people come!

"I believe that the benefactor will not embarrass the little monk. The benefactor should go up the mountain and enter the temple by himself. The little monk will watch you."

The little monk has been in Fahua Temple for a while, and under the influence of those senior brothers, he has already understood many things.

Although Bu Zhanfeng is handsome, it's a pity that he is dressed in plain clothes and doesn't even have a book boy by his side, so it's obvious at first glance that he doesn't come from a wealthy family.

I'm afraid, this is still a poor scholar, and he doesn't have much money on him.

The little monk suddenly became angry, and the senior brothers received all those generous benefactors.

The benefactor he was asked to receive today was a poor scholar with no money, the senior brother was really good and bad, he would only bully him!

"Little master, Xiaosheng's ankle is sprained, and he really can't walk, can you help me?"

Bu Zhanfeng played the bitter trick realistically, this is a real twist, not a fake twist.

If Bu Zhanfeng forced to walk, he knew that he might really break his foot.

"I also hope that the benefactor will not make things difficult for others. The young monk is young. Does the benefactor have the heart to hurt the little monk?"

Of course the little monk was not happy, fearing that he would be crushed by Bu Zhanfeng.

"The monks hold the cup of kindness in their hearts. Since the little master saw that I was really hurt, why not help me. Just rest assured, the little master, I won't hurt you."

Bu Zhanfeng gritted his teeth and said, he didn't understand why this little monk was so difficult to deal with.

"Amitabha, this little monk will give you a helping hand."

The little monk stretched out a hand, and gave in to Zhanfeng.

Bu Zhanfeng gritted his teeth, jumped to the side of the young monk, and leaned half of his body towards the young monk.

The little monk smiled and walked forward quickly.

Bu Zhanfeng twisted one foot, and his walking was unbalanced at all. The little monk walked so fast that Bu Zhanfeng couldn't keep up.

Facing the little monk's intentional embarrassment, Bu Zhanfeng's face turned green.

Even in the capital, he had never been treated like this. Unexpectedly, a young monk in the Huafa Temple would dare to treat him badly.

Bu Zhanfeng was not willing to admit defeat. After feeling the little monk's deliberate embarrassment, he followed the little monk's footsteps.

You know, Bu Zhanfeng is a martial arts practitioner, so Bu Zhanfeng really didn't pay attention to the embarrassment of the little monk.

However, the contemptuous attitude of the little monk annoyed Bu Zhanfeng.

After entering the temple, Bu Zhanfeng asked to stay again.

Without saying a word, the little monk led Bu Zhanfeng to find a place to live.

"There are relatively few vacant rooms, but there is still one here, so go in."

The little monk pushed open the door of a room and said to Bu Zhanfeng.

Bu Zhanfeng thought for a while, then took out a dozen or so Wen from his pocket, and stuffed it into the little monk's hand.

Bu Zhanfeng still understood this human accident.