In a bush somewhere, a tall figure climbed up from the ground with difficulty. His face was twisted and ferocious, and there was a big swelling on the back of his head. He looked extremely miserable.
He was none other than the eminent monk Zhuo Mu who was hailed as the reincarnation of Buddha in the Buren Palace and was beaten by Qi Buyu.
After Zhuo Mu stood up, he saw a wrist-thick tree stick broken into two pieces next to him, with a little blood stained on it, which made his face freeze.
He vaguely remembered some things that happened before he fell unconscious. He was walking on the road when he suddenly heard a strange whistle. When he turned around, he saw nothing.
Then, he only felt a pain in the back of his head, and he passed out immediately.
"Have you been unconscious for two hours? It's probably still too late to rush over now..." Zhuo Mu endured the excruciating pain and took out an old machine to check the time.
However, the next moment, he was stunned because he found that the date did not match and it seemed that one day had passed.
The corner of Zhuo Mu's mouth twitched, he was actually unconscious for a full twenty-six hours!
"Who knocked on my sap? Is it an enemy of Sun Qiankun?" Zhuo Mu touched the swollen back of his head and thought to himself.
Then, he discovered that the two strings of valuable Dzi beads in his hand were missing!
When he touched his arms again, his face became even paler, and the two strings in his arms were gone!
These strings of Dzi beads have been passed down from the Buren Palace through generations. They are held by countless eminent monks for meditating and chanting sutras. Any string of them can fetch sky-high prices in the outside world!
"The poor monk has always kept aloof from the world. Who is so abominable that he actually came to beat the poor monk's sap! He is so heartless that the sky has no eyes!" Zhuo Mu's heart began to throb, and he grabbed himself with his right hand.
With his heart in his mouth, his body staggered forward and almost fell.
Zhuo Mu is a person who devotes himself to spiritual practice and does not participate in those battles. On weekdays, he occasionally comes out to generate income for the Buren Palace, consecrate people or perform rituals.
Therefore, his reputation and fame are very high, and his believers praise him highly and respect him very much.
"Wouldn't this person's conscience hurt?" Zhuo Mu wanted to cry.
What he was sure of was that the person who knocked his sap was very skilled in martial arts and was ruthless. He used such a thick tree trunk to hit his sap and almost sent him away on the spot, leaving him unconscious for two full seconds.
Sixteen hours.
"No, he should have no conscience." Zhuo Mu gritted his teeth, tears already falling.
Zhuo Mu only felt unbearable hunger in his belly, his mouth was dry, and he was dizzy. If he didn't replenish some energy, he would probably die suddenly on the street.
It happened that he saw an old Taoist priest passing in front of him, and he couldn't help but hurriedly called to him and said: "Fellow Taoist, please stay!"
The old Taoist priest almost peeed when he heard Zhuo Mu's shout. "Fellow Taoist, please stay" was not a good word. Everyone who heard this sentence was sent to the "God List"!
"Hello, fellow Taoist!" The old Taoist priest turned around, saluted Zhuo Mu with one hand, and said with a smile.
"Hey...fellow Taoist, you look very bad, your hall is dark, it seems that you have just experienced a terrible disaster?"
"Besides, I see that your wealth has been lost, and you must have been robbed... However, if you survive this disaster, you will be lucky in the future!"
Zhuo Mu smiled dryly and bitterly, bowed slightly to the Taoist priest, and said: "I was indeed robbed. I just woke up from a coma. Now I am hungry, my mouth is dry, and my tongue is dry. We are both monks.
Please also ask fellow Taoists to give alms."
After hearing this, the Taoist priest laughed and said: "Easy to say, I just made a large sum of money for incense in Xitian Province. Since my fellow Taoist has encountered difficulties, I should be generous in helping!"
Zhuo Mu breathed a sigh of relief, thanked him repeatedly, and then followed the kind-faced, fair-haired Taoist priest into a small restaurant.
After ordering two plates of green vegetables and a vegetable soup, Zhuo Mu couldn't help but start eating.
Zhang Tianshi looked at Zhuo Mu devouring his food and couldn't help but shook his head and said: "These days, we are so unconscionable that even monks are robbing us. I really don't know who it is that is so unconscionable!"
Zhuo Mu struggled to swallow the food in his mouth and sighed: "The world is getting worse, fellow Taoist, we have a long way to go!"
Zhang Tianshi nodded and said: "It is true that the world is declining. I think I am a powerful Tianshi in Xuanwu Mountain, but I have to go to Xitian Province to search for dragon points for a few taels of silver."
Zhuo Mu was startled after hearing this, and then said: "Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer people with true faith. It is also difficult for us monks to practice wholeheartedly. There is no way."
Zhang Tianshi smiled and said: "What Taoist fellow Taoist said makes sense, but isn't this a kind of cultivation?"
Zhuo Mu couldn't help but feel that the fellow Taoist in front of him had profound Taoism and superb cultivation. Otherwise, he would not be able to say such words. He was worthy of being the Heavenly Master of Xuanwu Mountain!
He also did not expect that a Taoist priest he met by chance on the road would actually be a heavenly master from Xuanwu Mountain.
"I heard that fellow Taoists from the Taoist sect are proficient in the Zhouyi Bagua. Could you please do me one more favor and tell me who stole my Dzi Beads?" Zhuo Mu asked.
"This is simple, let me help you do the math." Zhang Tianshi took out the turtle shell and copper coins from the treasure bag, then stuffed the copper coins into the turtle shell, and shook it in his hand.
After pouring out the copper coins from the turtle shell, Zhang Tianshi started counting with his fingers.
After calculating for a while, his fingers suddenly paused, then he frowned and said, "It's strange, why is your Dzi Bead in that direction? Well... I'll take you to look for it after eating."
Zhuo Mu breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, and said to Master Zhang: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, I can't thank you enough!"
Zhang Tianshi smiled politely, and after Zhuo Mu finished the meal and filled his stomach, he paid the bill to the boss and went straight to the hotel where he was staying.
In fact, Zhang Tianshi is not a nosy person, but when I saw this monk today, I felt a little pitiful. A high-ranking monk was robbed by gangsters. It was a crime to think about it! Therefore, Zhang Tianshi could not help but feel pity.
, we are all practitioners and should help and take care of each other.
"Oh, I still don't know what to call you, friend?" Zhang Tianshi remembered something and asked.
"Poor monk Zhuo Mu." Zhuo Mu said politely to Zhang Tianshi with his hands clasped together in a salute.
When Zhang Tianshi heard this Dharma name, he couldn't help but feel that it was familiar. After taking two steps, he was startled and suddenly stopped and said: "Are you the eminent monk Zhuo Mu?!"
Zhuo Mu hurriedly said: "I don't dare to be an eminent monk. If I were an eminent monk, I wouldn't be beaten by others."
Zhang Tianshi twitched the corner of his mouth and cursed in his heart. Even if you are the reincarnation of the Tathagata, you will probably be beaten!
At the same time, he also secretly screamed, "Oh no, the person who slapped Zhuo Mu's sap is Qi Buyu. What's the matter with bringing the victim who was sapped by someone to the assailant?!"
Zhang Tianshi's mind was spinning and he was thinking about how to deal with Zhuo Mu when he saw Qi Dingxian and Yang Guanguan walking out talking and laughing.