txolops Chapter 18 There is a demonic aura
Chapter 18 There is a demonic aura
"According to you, it was Lin Xuan who started the trouble for you?"
Inside Jinshan Temple, in a simple thatched hut, an old monk sat cross-legged on a prayer mat.
The old monk sat in meditation with his hands clasped together and his eyes closed, but he uttered a question.
Not far from the old monk, the head monk lay groaning in a chair, clutching his chest and gritting his teeth as he said:
"How dare I lie to you, Abbot? It was that Lin Xuan who started the trouble; that man is utterly unreasonable!"
It turns out that this old monk was the powerful figure behind the head monk, and also the abbot of Jinshan Temple.
The temple supervisor, also called the abbot, is the second most important person in a temple.
If we compare the abbot to the ruler of a country, then the temple supervisor is the prime minister.
The old monk nodded slightly, a hint of anger appearing on his face, and said:
"If that's really the case, then that Benefactor Lin truly doesn't take my Jinshan Temple seriously."
"Go back and recover from your injuries. I will report this to the abbot after the morning classes tomorrow and seek justice for you."
Upon hearing this, Fan Tou was overjoyed. He forced himself to get up, bowed several times to the old monk, and then slowly walked out.
Once the head monk had completely walked away, the old monk opened his eyes, pursed his lips, and shook his head.
He didn't believe what the monk said.
In the old monk's eyes, Lin Xuan was just a spendthrift who squandered money, but he would never take the initiative to cause conflict with Jinshan Temple.
"Hmph, that good-for-nothing! He must have thought he had me as his backer, so he acted recklessly, setting his sights on Lin Xuan's restaurant. Lin Xuan had no choice but to beat him up!"
The old monk loosened his clasped hands, raised his right hand to stroke his beard, and began to think seriously.
Although the monk Fantou is one of our own, what he did this time was far too careless.
Since Lin Xuan dared to open a shop in Hangzhou, he must have some background; he's not someone you can easily mess with.
If things go wrong, it could backfire.
The old monk loosened his beard, stood up from the meditation cushion, walked around the room a few times, and then suddenly clapped his hands lightly.
Almost immediately, a muscular monk appeared outside the door, clasping his hands in a respectful gesture:
"Temple Supervisor, what brings you here?"
The old monk said:
"Go out and investigate this Lin Xuan for me. What is his background?"
"Also, while you're at it, go find those young monks who accompanied the head monk out of the temple and ask them what exactly happened after they entered Lin Xuan's restaurant today."
The burly monk nodded nonchalantly; the task assigned by the temple supervisor was far too simple.
He took advantage of the darkness and quickly left Jinshan Temple.
Inside the thatched hut, after seeing off the strong and muscular monks, the old monk did not go to sleep immediately, but instead sat back on his meditation cushion and began to wait.
And indeed, he didn't have to wait long before the monk hurriedly returned.
"Reporting to the temple supervisor, I have already gone into the city to inquire. Lin Xuan is indeed just a rich young master, and doesn't seem to have any powerful background."
"Furthermore, what happened today was indeed Lin Xuan who deliberately provoked us."
"The restaurant manager and his group had just entered and hadn't even had a chance to say anything when Lin Xuan started speaking rudely."
The old monk was stunned by these words and exclaimed in astonishment, "How is this possible?"
The monk hurriedly cupped his hands in greeting.
"This disciple would not dare to deceive the temple supervisor; this matter is absolutely true."
The old monk picked up a string of prayer beads and fiddled with them, but something felt off.
Since Lin Xuan has no powerful backing, what makes him dare to provoke a conflict with the monks of Jinshan Temple? Has he lost his mind?
Just as the old monk was pondering, the muscular warrior monk spoke again.
"There is one more thing, but I am not sure whether I should say it or not."
This time, he spoke haltingly, which annoyed the old monk.
"Just say what you have to say!"
After a moment's hesitation, the muscular monk said:
"When I visited the restaurant this time, I vaguely sensed... a demonic aura."
"Is there a demonic aura?" The old monk was even more confused now.
Why are we getting involved with monsters again?
Where does this demonic aura come from? Is there something wrong with Lin Xuan himself, or is there a demon around him?
Could it be that a demon is instigating Lin Xuan to provoke conflict with Jinshan Temple this time?
So here's the question: what kind of monster would have such audacity?
The old monk frowned, looking extremely troubled. After a long silence, he finally began to mutter under his breath.
"It seems this matter is not simple and cannot be resolved by me alone. I should wait until tomorrow to go see the abbot."
"Amitabha!"
The old monk shouted a Buddhist chant, signaling the strong and muscular monks to step back.
The next morning, when all the monks of Jinshan Temple came out to do their morning prayers, the old monk found the abbot and told him everything that had happened the day before.
The abbot was older than the old monk, with a white beard, cloudy eyes, and a shaky gait.
But a glint appeared in his eyes when he heard those words.
"Hmm? There's a demonic aura here?"
"This matter is of utmost importance and should not be taken lightly."
"Junior brother, I'd like to trouble you to make the trip yourself and find out more about Lin Xuan."
"Remember to bring a few extra monks, just in case anything unexpected happens!"
Jinshan Temple has several very powerful martial monks. Although they only know martial arts and are not proficient in cultivation, they have extremely vigorous blood and energy.
Moreover, he also carried Buddhist weapons that had been blessed.
Even if they encounter monsters, they have the strength to fight them.
Each of these monks, taken individually, could easily defeat the bandit leader of the Big Horse Gang.
The old monk felt relieved and said with a smile:
"Since it is the senior brother who presides over the ceremony who gives the order, I, the junior brother, will naturally obey."
After saying that, the old monk didn't delay. He immediately named several martial monks and led them out of the temple to Lin Xuan's restaurant to find out what was going on.
To their surprise, as soon as they stepped outside, they saw a large crowd of onlookers.
Several local thugs and ruffians were even more excited when they saw the old monk and his group, jumping up and down excitedly.
"Jinshan Temple has indeed sent people to settle scores! Those who won the bet, come and collect your money!"
It turns out that the events of yesterday had already spread, and many people in Hangzhou were excited to see what was going on.
So they left the city early in the morning and headed towards Jinshan Temple.
Those local thugs took advantage of this opportunity to open a betting pool.
The old monk's face twitched a few times, clearly displeased. If he didn't have important business to attend to, he probably would have already attacked those thugs.
But he suppressed his anger in the end, quickly walked to the entrance of the restaurant, and then turned back to give the monks a wink.
The next moment, the monks roared in unison, "Lin Xuan, come out here!"
As soon as they finished speaking, Lin Xuan stretched and walked out of the restaurant.
As for the little monsters under Xiaoqing's command, they were so frightened by the scene that they didn't dare to stay there any longer and turned to run away.
Lin Xuan sized up the group of martial monks in front of him, his eyes narrowing as he sensed a strong pressure emanating from them.
All the monks had the same message above their heads.
[Level 25 - Elite Monk of Jinshan Temple]
The guardian monk, who has cultivated profound martial arts skills, wields a vajra (penetrating pestle) with miraculous effects that should not be underestimated.