leonardwarren Chapter 105 Hidden Gold
Chapter 105 Hidden Gold
"Haha, you little rascal, with your delicate skin, have you gone stupid from studying too much?"
"I'm in a good mood today, so I'll give you a way out. If you still don't know what's good for you, don't blame me for sending you to the Western Paradise to meet that Buddha."
The evil monk drew his sword, the blade pressed against Lu Lin's chest.
However, to his disappointment, Lu Lin did not show the slightest fear, but instead looked at the woman who had been captured by the other evil monk.
"In the end, he was a pitiful person."
"You all deserve to die!"
Lu Lin reached out and grabbed the evil monk's wrist, then gently squeezed it, and with a crack, the wrist bone shattered.
"ah--"
The evil monk screamed in agony.
This attracted the attention of his companions.
"You little brat, you're asking for it!"
"Is that all you know?"
Lu Lin shook his head and kicked the evil monk in the groin. The evil monk fell down, and Lu Lin stepped on his thigh.
Click.
The clear sound of bones breaking carried far into the night.
The screams of the wicked monk caused the other monks to pause in their actions.
"Kid, who exactly are you?"
"My name is Lu Lin, just a ghostwriter."
Lu Lin asked himself, since Daliang wasn't the place where he actually grew up, he always felt like he was playing a game.
Lu Lin never felt pity or compassion for ordinary people.
However, when he saw what these evil monks did, it greatly impacted Lu Lin's worldview.
The strong wield their swords, slashing at the even stronger.
These scumbags only know how to bully the weak and powerless common people.
Lu Lin moved like lightning, his long sword never stopping, and blood spurted wherever he went.
With screams of agony, the evil monks collapsed to the ground.
Inside the carriage, a pair of clear eyes followed Lu Lin's every move.
The child named Hengxin showed no fear whatsoever at that moment.
Those who died were all bad people.
Only those who kill are heroes.
After killing all the evil monks, Lu Lin came to the woman and helped her up. "Sister, it's not safe to walk at night. Please take care in the future."
"Thank you, thank you so much, my benefactor."
The woman, with tears in her eyes, wanted to kneel down to express her gratitude, but Lu Lin stopped her from doing so.
"Go back early."
"Um."
The woman boarded the carriage, but the driver had already been killed. She didn't know how to drive, and she dared not ask Lu Lin for help again.
Just then, a little guy popped out of the carriage.
He looked about five or six years old, but was rather short.
The little boy looked at Lu Lin and said, "Big brother, what's your name? My name is Guo Zixing, my nickname is Hengxin, and I'm six years old."
"My name is Lu Lin, and I'm a ghostwriter."
Lu Linchong and the other waved and turned to head towards the Hidden Gold Temple.
The original plan is naturally no longer valid.
For such wicked monks and bandits, dying even a second earlier would be the greatest act of love for the world.
Inside the carriage.
Guo Zixing and his mother watched Lu Lin's retreating figure as he walked further and further away, gradually disappearing into the night.
Guo Zixing clenched his fist. "Mother, I want to be a ghostwriter when I grow up."
"Um!"
Inside the Tibetan Temple.
The wine cups were clinked and toasts were exchanged.
A pink and red dress.
If it weren't for the fact that all the men had shaved heads, Lu Lin would have almost thought he had returned to the Qingyanlou in Jinshan Prefecture.
Lu Lin looked down at the banquet hall from the tree.
There were more than 100 bald-headed evil monks, as well as a large number of ordinary bandits, with the total number estimated to be more than 300.
In addition, there were many women dressed scantily clad, passing around drinks and meat. As they walked past the monks, they would be groped.
Even more impatient ones, drunk and intoxicated, would grab a woman and commit illicit acts right there in the main hall.
Other wicked monks, seeing this, either laughed loudly, or lined up to wait, and some even encouraged the situation.
The scene was chaotic and disgusting.
"Kill them. People like that are a waste of air when they're alive, and a waste of land when they're dead."
Lu Lin made up his mind, jumped off the courtyard wall, and once inside, he killed anyone he saw.
Before the evil monk could react...
He has already killed more than twenty people.
"Kid, you're fucking asking for it!"
"Anyone who dares to attack our Hidden Gold Temple, are you prepared to survive?"
"Let me handle this. Get out of the way, I'm going to cut off his little chicken piece by piece and feed it to the dogs."
"Hahaha, charge! Charge!"
Some were angry, some were shocked, and some rushed over.
But in Lu Lin's eyes, they were all dead.
Ten people, twenty people, thirty people.
The blood stained the once-glorious hall with an eerie appearance.
The blood splattered on the fine wine and meat, adding an unknown flavor.
Many women who witnessed this scene couldn't help but vomit.
More monks, however, were not afraid at all and attacked Lu Lin.
attack?
No, they're throwing their lives away.
The commotion here also alerted the dozen or so leaders who were cultivating in the back.
Upon hearing the report, they quickly got up, grabbed their weapons, and headed straight for the main hall.
Everywhere you look, there's not a single spot that's intact.
Severed limbs.
Separation of flesh and blood.
Blood stained the ground.
The cups and plates were in disarray.
"Kid, you're the one who pulled the knife, Lu..."
"Lu Lin".
"Yes, your name is Lu Lin, and you slaughtered the butchers of eleven villages in Feisha Mountain and Bai'e Mountain in just one day?"
Lu Lin nodded, "Your Hidden Gold Temple will be here soon."
"No, no, as the saying goes, no friendship is formed through conflict. The eminent monks of our Cangjin Temple have long admired Benefactor Lu. If you do not mind, please become the guardian deity of our Cangjin Temple. What do you think?"
Lu Lin smirked.
These people actually wanted to recruit him as their subordinate.
"Don't be so quick to refuse. Our Hidden Gold Temple has no shortage of gold, silver, beauties, martial arts manuals, and divine weapons."
"We can provide whatever you need. If you're willing, I can even appoint you as the abbot of the Sutra Repository."
"Oh?"
Lu Lin raised an eyebrow. "You guys actually have what I need."
The fat monk smiled. As long as you are human, you have desires. If you satisfy his desires, he can be used by you.
"Whatever Benefactor Lu desires, just say the word. As long as our Zangjin Temple has it, you may take it at will."
"I want your lives!"
Lu Lin pounced forward.
The fat monk's expression changed drastically. "Fine, you're refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit. Then don't blame this humble monk for being impolite. Junior brothers, all of you, attack!"
"This person is a demon from the underworld who escaped by chance and wants to harm the human world. This is the perfect opportunity for us to subdue this demon."
"kill!"
The man shouted, and the monk beside him immediately raised his knife and staff to meet him.
boom.
Lu Lin slashed down with his sword.
The monk opposite him only had a broken arm.
His tough skin protected him from fatal wounds.
"Um?"
Just then, another monk attacked, and Lu Lin kicked at him, but it felt as if he had kicked a large wooden block.
The monk flew out unharmed.
"Hahaha, my Zangjin Temple is a legitimate Buddhist sect, and we cultivate the Vajra Body of Buddhism. You brat don't know what's good for you. Today, I'll send you to see the Buddha."
Vajra Body?
Lu Lin recalled his first meeting with Fan Li last year.
The opponent also used this technique.
Isn't it said that physical training makes spiritual practice difficult? How come Buddhism can bypass this hurdle?