ebookland Chapter 1121 Don’t underestimate anyone!
Chapter 1121 Don’t underestimate anyone!
"Brother Bai, why are you in such a hurry? I can't run away, and I will definitely do what I promised you. Why did you wake me up so early?" Zhang Ruoling complained about this guy a little. He couldn't even get a good night's sleep.
"You're saving people and putting out fires. You don't know how I feel right now. If it weren't for Mengzi pulling me, I would have woken you up a long time ago. I wouldn't have waited until now." Bai Zhen felt a little aggrieved.
"Okay, let's go. Since we're already up, we should hurry. By the way, I've never been to Jinshan Temple before, and this is the first time I've heard of such a place. Is the abbot really as powerful as you said? How about his martial arts skills?" Zhang Ruoling looked at Bai Zhen with some curiosity, wanting to find out more details about Jinshan Temple from her.
"In fact, the abbot's martial arts skills are not very high, but his attainments in medicine are relatively advanced. But don't underestimate this Jinshan Temple. It is said that there are several super masters in the temple who are not afraid of being in public. They are powerful characters that the heads of major sects are reluctant to offend. So I hope you can maintain a certain degree of respect when you arrive."
"Am I a person like Mengzi who has no depth? Don't worry about that. I will still show due respect to you. Am I the kind of person who doesn't know manners in your heart?" Zhang Ruoling rolled his eyes at Bai Zhen. Is he being nice to things but not people?
Along the way, I talked to Bai Zhen about martial arts, and many of the things that confused me before were explained. I also introduced Zhang Ruoling to the ancient martial arts sects that he knew about. I didn't expect that Jinshan Temple was one of them.
It took us about two hours to reach Jinshan Temple. The temple was built on a high mountain. The red walls were painted with Buddhist secrets in gold paint. There was a stone Buddha statue on each side of the vermilion gate. We followed the monks who greeted us at the foot of the mountain and went up the mountain. As soon as we entered the gate, we felt a sense of enlightenment. In the vast courtyard, many monks were sweeping fallen leaves and dust with brooms, and groups of people were practicing their moves with sticks. The sticks made a crackling sound when they hit the marble floor.
Further inside is the Main Hall. At the entrance of the hall stands a huge square bronze tripod filled with burning sandalwood, which inexplicably makes people feel that their minds are purified.
The sound of chanting scriptures slowly came from the hall. After Bai Zhen's explanation, Zhang Ruoling realized that this time was exactly their lunch time, and the host would be giving a lecture in the hall at this time.
Zhang Ruoling looked around like Granny Liu who had just entered the Grand View Garden. The strange thing was that these monks seemed to treat the two of us as air. No one came up to greet us or talk to us.
"Don't be surprised. These people are all masters of Jinshan Temple. Don't underestimate anyone here. No matter if they are sweeping the floor or watering the plants, everyone has unique skills. Although they don't have the fighting power of you and me individually, when they are taken together, even the special forces may not be able to gain any benefits." Zhang Ruoling was a little surprised to hear Bai Zhen say this to him. He didn't expect that these monks who looked very ordinary had such strength.
"If you hadn't told me, Zhang Ruoling really wouldn't have known. It seems that this Jinshan Temple is hidden very deeply." Zhang Ruoling curled his lips, not knowing what to say.
I continued to walk forward with the young monk, and soon arrived at the hall. There were many monks sitting around the hall, reading scriptures. On the upper left platform, there was an old man wearing a monk's robe, with gray beard and eyebrows, who was silently beating a wooden fish. We walked in but he didn't pay any attention to us.
Zhang Ruoling and Bai Zhen walked to a corner near the door and stood there quietly, without being disturbed by anyone, nor looking around like before.
After about half an hour, the chanting sound in the hall gradually disappeared. The old abbot slowly opened his eyes and looked at the two of us, as if he was thinking for a while before showing a kind smile.
"Donor, you are finally back. If it were a few days later, I would have broken my promise." The old monk looked at the two of us and said with a smile.
However, these words startled Bai Zhen, who thought something had happened to Wan'er: "Master, is Wan'er's condition getting worse again? Or is there something else going on?" Bai Zhen was so anxious that he kept asking.
"No, no, it's just that he woke up twice during your absence, and the time spent awake is getting shorter and shorter. I'm afraid that if the poison enters the bone marrow after a while, there will be no way to save him. Donor Bai, did you bring back the main medicine this time?"
"No, but I brought back someone. This guy said he could cure the poison in Wan'er's body. But I'm not sure, so I wanted to ask Master if it would work." Unexpectedly, this guy still didn't believe Zhang Ruoling at this time.
"Oh, I guess it's this donor? I wonder if you have any good recipe to antidote this poison?" The old monk looked at Zhang Ruoling with some doubt. His dim glasses instantly scattered a compelling light, as if he wanted to see directly through Zhang Ruoling's body into his heart.