Chapter 154: Disciples of Tianxiahui?

"Amitabha!"

At this time, Monk Bupo put one hand on his chest and said, "No, no, I am a Buddhist disciple who fights demons and defends the Way, and purifies the world. This is my duty, so it's nothing to worry about..."

"It's a pity that my second junior fellow apprentice sacrificed his life for justice and has passed away to heaven. How sad and painful!"

"But it doesn't matter. After I ascend to the Western Paradise, I will definitely find his soul, and we can be brothers again!"

!!!

As soon as these words were spoken, Wang Ye and others felt a chill and shivered.

When he was alive, he was pulled out to block the knife.

After we die, we will still be brothers in the West.

Suffering while alive, and no peace after death...

This Master Pudu was really unlucky to have fallen into the hands of Monk Bupo.

Even though the establishment of a cult did great harm to people, the end result was indeed too tragic...

As a result, Wang Ye, who offered the position of Qinglian Buddhism to Monk Bupo, felt a little embarrassed.

"By the way, Master Fupo..."

Just as Wang Ye was thinking secretly, Aji's voice came from the side: "Everyone who enters Buddhism has a Dharma name..."

"Since your second junior brother's Dharma name is Buchuan, what is the Dharma name of this third junior brother?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone cast inquiring looks at Monk Bupo.

Ha ha!

Hearing this, Monk Bupo laughed excitedly.

He pointed at Aji and said, "Brother Aji is really an expert. I hid so deeply but you found it!"

"The Dharma name of my third junior brother has a profound meaning, which means 'Buddhism is vast, covering the heavens and the earth, and nothing is left out'"

“So this Dharma is called No Leakage!”

When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Second Junior Brother doesn't wear it, Third Junior Brother doesn't leak...

The style of the monk Bupo's Buddhist name is as free and unrestrained as he is.

"The master is truly well-versed in both ancient and modern literature, and has profound Buddhist teachings..."

At this time, looking at the monk Bupo in front of them, everyone exclaimed: "This Dharma name is... wonderful!"

"Hahaha, that's great, that's great!"

Hearing this, Monk Bupo laughed and said, "It seems that you are knowledgeable people. It's a pity that today's battle is quite disadvantageous. Otherwise, I will definitely drink tea and discuss Taoism with you for three days and three nights..."

"It's a pity that my body won't allow it. I'll go upstairs and rest now."

“No hurry, no hurry…”

After hearing what Monk Bupo said, everyone hurriedly said, "Master, you should recover from your injuries first..."

Chatting with Bupo for three days and three nights would have disastrous consequences...

"Yeah, that's right!"

Monk Bupo nodded and said, "In that case, I will take a rest first. After I recover, we can talk about the Dao again!"

After saying that, he patted Bulou beside him and said, "Let's go, Junior Brother, follow me back to the guest room to rest!"

Upon hearing this, Bulou's face became extremely ugly, and it was obvious that he was not satisfied with this Dharma name.

But no matter how dissatisfied he was, there was nothing he could do.

After all, once he swallowed the Three Corpses Brain Pill, he couldn't even control his own body, let alone a mere name? "It's getting late..."

Looking at the back of Monk Bupo, Wang Ye stretched and said, "Let's close the door and take a rest!"

As he spoke, Wang Ye's gaze turned and fell on Bai Luhan.

He smiled slightly, raised a finger, and said, "By the way, you owe me another year's salary!"

“Hehehe…”

After hearing Wang Ye's words, Bai Luhan gave a series of flattering smiles: "Boss, I was just impulsive just now, can you give me another chance..."

"Give you another chance?"

Looking at the expression on Bai Luhan's face, Wang Ye gave a kind smile.

"Um!"

Bai Luhan seemed to see hope and nodded vigorously.

"That's impossible!"

Just as Bai Luhan nodded, Wang Ye's voice came faintly: "Admit defeat and stop playing these nonsense games..."

After saying that, Wang Ye turned around and walked towards his room.

"Look, it's messed up, right?"

After Wang Ye left, Aji said to Bai Luhan, "This old money-grubber is even smarter than a monkey. If you make a bet with him, can you get the upper hand?"

"Then why didn't you remind me?"

At this time, Bai Luhan had already collapsed.

I originally thought I could just give it a try and leave, but who would have thought I would be owed another year's salary.

"Didn't I warn you? I just tried to persuade you earnestly, but you didn't listen!"

Hearing this, Aji said, "You just patted your chest and said that if you are sure to win, you should bet bigger. Is this okay now?"

"Do you think I was kidding you when I turned the thirty taels of medicine I owed into seventy-eight taels?"

After these words were spoken, Bai Lu Handeng was speechless for a moment.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

What does it mean to lose the rice while trying to steal the chicken?

This is called stealing a chicken but losing the rice!

“Learn from this lesson!”

Seeing Bai Luhan's look, Aji patted her shoulder and said, "Do you think the world is full of tricks?"

"The old miser has more tricks than the gangsters, learn from them!"

As he spoke, Aji picked up the door and began to close the store.

…

The next morning, after breakfast, Wang Ye went straight to Jinxiu Manor in the east city of Jinling.

This time it was not that Wang Ye wanted to be lazy, but Monk Bupo had something to ask him.

After yesterday's battle, Monk Bupo's robes were already in tatters.

However, his body was weak after the war and he needed to practice martial arts and rest, and could not walk around freely.

Because of this, Monk Bupo entrusted Wang Ye to buy a new set of clothes.

Originally Wang Ye didn't want to go, but he couldn't resist the monk Bu Po's generosity and gave him twenty taels of silver as a reward for his hard work.

Based on the principle of making money while being lazy, Wang Ye agreed without thinking.

Jinxiu Zhuang is a famous silk and cloth shop in Jinling City. The word "Jinxiu" means that the silks and satins are colorful and extremely gorgeous.

The clothes they weave are not only extremely fitted but also quite tough.

Whether it is the dignitaries in the city or traveling merchants, they all like to buy cloth or ready-made clothes here.

As soon as he stepped into Jinxiufang, Wang Ye saw a man in brocade clothes and with a fair complexion standing there.

This man is the owner of Jinxiu Zhuang, Chen Qingyang.

"Hey, Shopkeeper Wang!"

Seeing Wang Ye, Chen Qingyang quickly came up to him and asked, "Why do you have time to come to my place today?"

In every move, Chen Qingyang spoke softly, with a hint of femininity.

"Shopkeeper Chen's..."

Looking at Chen Qingyang's appearance, Wang Ye frowned and said, "You should change your bad habits quickly. People who don't know you would think you came from the palace!"

"Hate!"

Hearing this, Chen Qingyang looked at Wang Ye, frowned, and said, "What do you rough guys know? I call this elegance!"

Seeing Chen Qingyang's look, Wang Ye shook his head and was about to say something.

Crash!

At this moment, a group of men dressed in tight clothes and carrying swords strode in.

Seeing this group of people, Wang Ye narrowed his eyes.

This group of people were all dressed in purple with the word "Tianxia" embroidered on the back.

These people are exactly the members of Tianxiahui.

"We are disciples of the Thunder Hall of Tianxia Association. Have you ever seen these two people?"

As they were talking, a man stepped forward and unfolded a scroll in front of everyone.

When Wang Ye saw the contents of the scroll, a hint of astonishment appeared in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)