Chapter 50: Born with a keen eye
Li Daoxuan made up his mind and was ready to fight to the death, but at this moment, a cheer rang out.
The feeling of being stared at by a wild beast suddenly disappeared.
Li Daoxuan breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the direction of the sound. After turning two corners, he found a group of people gathered there. They seemed to be watching a performance and cheered from time to time.
"Smash it! Smash it now!"
"Master, your hard Qigong is amazing!"
"Harder, harder!"
…
Li Daoxuan went closer and found that there were two monks, one big and one small, performing for a living.
The big monk was big and strong, wearing a tattered cassock, with kind eyes and a smile on his face, very much like the Maitreya Buddha enshrined in the temple.
At this moment, there was a large stone slab pressing on his big belly. It looked very heavy, making his face turn blue and a little breathless.
The little monk was wearing a simple green monk's robe. Although the clothes were old, they were washed very clean. He looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, with red lips and white teeth, and a handsome and clear appearance. If he had hair, he would have been a handsome young man.
At this moment, the young monk was trying hard to lift a sledgehammer that was almost taller than him, and was smashing it hard against the stone slab on the big monk's body.
Bang! Bang! Bang…
As he smashed it, he kept muttering, "Master, why can't this be broken?"
The big monk below had his face almost turned purple, his fat body was shaking constantly, and he finally squeezed out a sentence.
" Which slate did you use?"
The young monk was a little embarrassed and said, "Master, I think monks shouldn't lie to others, so I replaced the broken stone slab."
The monk's face turned black, his lips trembled, and he said, "Evil...disciple!"
What responded to him was the little monk's huge stone hammer.
boom!
The stone slab shattered, the young monk let go of the hammer, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and without caring about his master who had fainted, he skillfully picked up a tattered bowl and walked towards the people.
“Good, wonderful!”
"awesome!"
"I didn't expect that Master Sanle could perform hard Qigong, but why is he lying there motionless?"
Some people saw the little monk coming with the bowl and hurried away.
But there were still many people who gave money, not much, just a copper coin, just to watch the fun.
No matter how much money the other party gave him, the little monk would chant the Buddha's name in a low voice and bow deeply.
Ding!
A tael of silver was thrown into the little monk's bowl.
The young monk was startled and looked up, only to see a handsome Taoist priest holding an oil-paper umbrella and a wine gourd hanging from his waist, but his clothes looked a little wet.
"Amitabha, the donor gave too much, one copper coin is enough."
The little monk's eyes were clear, and he took out the two silver coins without hesitation, ready to return them to Li Daoxuan.
Li Daoxuan looked at the unconscious monk and said with a smile: "Here, take your master to see a doctor."
Seeing that Li Daoxuan was determined not to accept it, the little monk had to put away the two silver coins.
Li Daoxuan nodded at him. For some reason, this little monk had an inexplicable temperament, like a piece of unpolished jade, clean and pure, which made people easily like him.
But since they met by chance, he didn't plan to make close friends and prepared to leave.
But the little monk stood in front of him.
"Master, is there anything else?"
The young monk put his hands together and said, "Master originally did not allow me to interfere in these matters, but since I have accepted the money from the donor, I can no longer turn a blind eye."
Li Daoxuan was a little surprised and asked, "What's the matter?"
He had used his Dharma Eye to see before and found that this young monk was very intelligent and had an extraordinary aptitude for cultivation. He was a good candidate for cultivation, but he had never practiced cultivation and had no magical powers.
The little monk stared at Li Daoxuan, his eyes as clear as a mirror.
"I see that there is a clear aura above your head, which means you are a blessed person. However, the clear aura is mixed with a calamity aura that is rising into the sky, and it is getting thicker and thicker. There is a faint tendency of dark clouds pressing down on your head. I am afraid that you will encounter a disaster in the near future!"
Li Daoxuan looked at his serious expression and couldn't help but want to laugh. This little monk obviously had no magical powers, but he dared to learn from a fortune teller to cheat people out of money?
He ignored it and prepared to leave.
However, the little monk's next words made him freeze in his tracks.
"If my guess is correct, the donor's calamity should come from this oil-paper umbrella!"
The young monk stared at the oil-paper umbrella in Li Daoxuan's hand with a serious look, and said, "I see a woman in red living in this umbrella. She is full of yin energy and is very scary. Although she is asleep now, if she wakes up, your life may be in danger!"
Li Daoxuan looked the little monk up and down and was surprised.
You have to know that Sister Yu is dressed in red, which is equivalent to a cultivator in the Yin Shen realm. Even if ordinary cultivators use their magic eyes, they can't see Sister Yu, not to mention that Sister Yu is hiding in the umbrella at this moment.
But this little monk saw Sister Yu’s true form at a glance?
The little monk really had no magical powers, and he was very young. He didn't look like a powerful monk, but he saw...
Li Daoxuan recalled his previous words, saying that there was a dark cloud over his head and a great disaster was about to happen.
Just now, he realized that he was being targeted and was about to fight to the death...
Seeing that Li Daoxuan remained silent, the little monk thought he was frightened.
"Donor, how about this, I will hold this umbrella for you!"
The little monk looked at the oil-paper umbrella with a hint of fear in his eyes, but he still mustered up the courage to say this sentence.
Li Daoxuan came back to his senses. He smiled and said, "Thank you, little master, but the woman in the umbrella is my friend. She will never hurt me."
Hearing this, the little monk widened his eyes and asked in surprise: "Donor, you... you know?"
"To be honest, I am also a cultivator, and I have some skills. Of course, I cannot compare to the innate wisdom of my young master."
Li Daoxuan remembered what his master said, that the skylark enlightened by the Green-Robed Lady was born with spiritual eyes and could see people's fortunes.
Perhaps this little monk is also like this.
As expected, the little monk smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "Master said that I was born with wisdom eyes. In fact, apart from this pair of eyes, I can do nothing else. I was just showing off in front of the Taoist priest."
However, he looked at Li Daoxuan hesitantly and said, "But the Taoist's calamity energy is indeed getting stronger and stronger. Could it be that I am seeing things wrong?"
Li Daoxuan shook his head. He knew that calamity energy was real, but since the little monk was completely powerless, he didn't want to drag him down.
"Little Master, goodbye."
He is ready to leave.
"Wait a moment!"
The young monk handed back the two silver coins and said stubbornly: "Since I can't help you, then I can't accept this money!"
Li Daoxuan couldn't help but sigh, what a principled little monk.
Just as he was about to take the silver back, a fat hand snatched the silver, wiped it on his clothes, and then hit the little monk on the head.
"You are such a spendthrift. Our temple can barely make ends meet, and yet you are still throwing money away?"
The big monk woke up at some point. When he saw the silver, his eyes lit up and he looked full of energy. There was no trace of the embarrassment he had just shown.
Li Daoxuan's eyes focused, he actually didn't notice anything just now!
The little monk covered his head with his hands, tears welling up in pain.
The big monk glanced at Li Daoxuan and said with a smile: "This rich man - no, this donor, thank you for your reward. How about this, it's getting dark, why don't you go back to the temple with us and stay for a night, which can be regarded as letting this bad disciple pay back this karma."
"Is your temple far from here?"
Li Daoxuan asked.
"Not far away, just north of the city, and very quiet!"
"In that case, I'll bother you a lot."
Li Daoxuan did not refuse. The big monk was ignorant of his own limitations. The little monk was born with sharp eyes and did not look like an ordinary person.
Maybe if I follow them, the mastermind behind them will feel a little scared.
When the monk heard that Li Daoxuan had agreed, he patted his belly and said with a smile: "Xuanzang, quickly close the stall and take our distinguished guest home!"
The little monk seemed very happy to hear that Li Daoxuan was going back with them. He responded and hurried to pack his things.
Only Li Daoxuan was left disheveled in the wind.
Wait, what is that little monk’s name?
