"Monk, let's have a contest."
Black Tiger took off his shirt, revealing a muscular physique that was quite eye-catching under the sunlight.
Actually, Black Tiger is quite good-looking, the kind of muscular man with a strong masculine aura. If he were in modern times, he'd definitely be like Vin Diesel, a heartthrob for millions of young women.
Seeing him come out, Xiang Wan glanced behind her, and that look inexplicably made Shui Yuntian, who had been caught in the act, very unhappy.
What kind of look was that from the monk? He's not even as good-looking as that bandit!
No, why would a monk care about a man's physique?
Upon realizing a certain possibility, Shui Yuntian got goosebumps all over his body and wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
At this moment, he seemed to suddenly understand why the monk had been targeting him.
He really is a wicked monk; he won't let go of any eye-catching man he encounters!
Shui Yuntian's expression was strange, but Xiang Wan didn't care about that. She bowed to Hei Hu and said, "Amitabha, this humble monk has a prior statement. If you lose, you must become this humble monk's disciple. Only then can I make a move."
"No way! What will happen to us brothers if our leader becomes a monk?"
"Boss, we can't let this monk get away with it."
"He's just here to cause trouble, why should we reason with him?"
“Let’s swarm him and kill this monk, then we’ll be done with it.”
The bandits shouted and yelled, while Black Tiger, wielding two blades, was caught in a dilemma.
He only came out to challenge them to uphold the reputation of Qingfeng Mountain. But this monk wants him to be ordained—that's outrageous!
“Monk, you seem to have forgotten who the master of this Green Wind Mountain is.”
Black Tiger's muscles tensed, and his anger level rose.
This is to make him her apprentice, not to actually become a monk, and he's already unwilling?
Since that's the case, Xiang Wan wasn't an unreasonable person, so she took a step back and said, "If you win, then take my disciple and kill him, how about that?"
"You stinking monk, you really did come here to steal the bride!"
Hu Er suddenly jumped out, glaring angrily at Shui Yuntian and Xiang Wan.
A bride kidnapping?
Everyone suddenly remembered that their leader's wife was still waiting in the woodshed. How could they have forgotten about that!
Someone turned around, intending to tie the girl up, but unexpectedly saw the second-in-command leading the bride, who was covered with a red veil, coming along the way.
"Brother, you must not fall for this monk's tricks."
Yan Zhen pushed the bride aside, instructing the bandits to keep an eye on her, and then stood beside Black Tiger, analyzing the situation: "Brother, the only things that can provoke Qingfeng Village now, besides the stolen money, are the girls we've taken. This monk is deliberately provoking you to take her away. Although we are bandits, we cannot abandon our principles of loyalty and righteousness. Whether you win or lose, you're bound to be schemed against by this monk. In my opinion, it's better to give the girl to the monk and send them down the mountain."
Black Tiger had considered Yan Zhen's analysis. However, he had finally managed to snatch a bandit's wife; if he just let her go like that, how could he save face?
"Amitabha Buddha, Heaven cherishes life. Black Tiger, your Green Wind Village is about to face a great calamity. This humble monk has come to save you from your suffering. Are you still so stubborn?"
"Monk, don't spread alarmist rumors!"
Yan Zhen raised his eyes, his gaze flashing with a cold light.
Xiang Wan laughed loudly and clapped his hands, saying, "Yan Zhen, Heaven is watching what people do. Is it worth it for your own selfish desires? In a lifetime, one doesn't ask for much. Not getting what you want shouldn't be an excuse to harm the innocent. I won't say anything more, I believe you know what you're doing. Amitabha, if everyone takes refuge in my Buddha, then the killing will not have been in vain, and you will eventually get what you want."
The cryptic conversation was exhausting for Shui Yuntian.
This monk, if he doesn't swindle people one day, you could twist his head off and use it as a ball.
Black Tiger suddenly turned around, staring at Yan Zhen, his eyes filled with doubt and confusion.
Yan Zhen's heart trembled violently. Impossible, impossible. How could a monk he had only met once know his thoughts?
"Yan Zhen, Sifang Town, Pingli Peak, there is cause and effect. Merchant's daughter, Prime Minister's Mansion, the justice is clear. Lay down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot. Buddha will let you get rid of your suffering and get what you want."
Ah, my wish has come true?
Over the years, when have I ever seen that person suffer even the slightest bit of mistreatment?
Yan Zhen's eyes were glazed over, and the past events were vivid in his mind. He seemed to have become that scholar who had suffered humiliation, had nothing, and even despised himself.
Seeing that same expression again, Black Tiger's heart tightened, and his twin blades fell to the ground. He grabbed Yan Zhen's shoulders with his large hands and shook him violently. "Yan Zhen, wake up! This is Qingfeng Mountain. You are the second-in-command of Qingfeng Village. You are no longer that scholar who can be bullied by everyone, A-Zhen!"
"You monk, what kind of magic did you cast on the second-in-command? Why has he turned into this?"
"You wicked monk, with us here, we will not allow you to harm our second-in-command!"
"If anything happens to the second-in-command, I'll be the first to punish you!"
Once Yan Zhen regained consciousness, he looked around. They were clearly a group of unreasonable, rough bandits, yet at this moment, they were all standing up for him.
Before me were those familiar, worried eyes, filled with anxiety and helplessness.
This was his reason for willingly staying at Qingfeng Mountain. What merit or ability did Yan Zhen possess to be pushed into the position of second-in-command by everyone? How shameless Yan Zhen was, wanting to kill all his brothers for his own selfish desires!
If it weren't for the monk's reminder, he would have almost made a terrible mistake!
"Big brother, I'm sorry!"
Yan Zhen's remorse was genuine.
Over the years, when has Black Tiger ever seen his usually high-spirited and shrewd second-in-command apologize?
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