Chapter 10: Debt Repayment
It's dark tonight, no dreams, but no sleep either!
Luoyan City is as silent as death, Fengming Inn is as silent as death, and the luxurious and spacious guest room is also as silent as death!
Sleeplessness, dreamlessness, is the most terrible kind of body thought in the long night, and at this moment, Huyan Wujiang is in the midst of this most terrible thought!
He couldn't understand that in this world, there were enemies that Zhong Yong couldn't kill, and his knife was still nailed into the wall of the ancient tower, but people didn't know whether they were alive or dead, and they didn't know where to go, as if the world had evaporated.
In this way, the enemy in front of him is indeed terrifying!
As he lay on the bed, which was as wide as a jousting ring, and pondered the questions he had pondered, suddenly, on the roof, it was like a rat moving around, making a small creeping sound, and he was keenly aware that it would be a terrible enemy.
Therefore, he is highly vigilant and ready to fight back at any time!
At this moment, the scales flashed, and a throwing knife roared, but it did not aim at his body, but with a bang, it was nailed to the square wood on the edge of the bed.
In this way, the person who came did not mean to take his life, but seemed to be completely sending him a message.
In this way, the postman at that time was really special!
Because, he saw that the throwing knife was carrying a note with a clear line of writing on it.
He took it and looked at it, and saw that there was a sentence written on it.
"If you don't want people to know, unless you don't do anything, talk in front of the Confucius Temple, don't play tricks, otherwise, you will bear the consequences!"
Huyan Wujiang jumped to his feet, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare, and his face was as frightened as death, his eyes showed a look of horror, and his demeanor was a little unprepared, like a nervous patient, who wore his pants as a shirt for a long time without success, and at last he almost fell when he stepped out of bed!
It was this fall that made him sober!
He got dressed, drew the steel knife that was under the bed, and drew the blade of the knife, and looked at the dim light of the knife, so that his face immediately regained his composure, as if the invincible arrogance had returned to his heart.
Then, suddenly, he took out from the cupboard, a dark night suit, which he hadn't worn for many years, it seemed to be another skin for many evils, an ideal cloak to hide sin!
In the dark night, there is no moon in sight, there is not a single star, and the night wind with frost blows like a knife, as if to peel off the skin of a person, freeze the blood of a person, the yin is miserable, intermittent, and it is like a terrible ghost, the cool air blowing in your ears almost makes your heart tremble, and makes your bones tingle!
At this moment, the Confucius Temple, like the Master, has been dead for 3,000 years, except for the silence of death, it is still the silence of death!
However, in the misty darkness, some vague outlines in front of the Confucius Temple can still be faintly distinguished.
The quiet corridors, the solemn pillars, and the dark doors and windows form the image of the Confucian Temple with a huge mouth and a dark and dark temple like a devil.
In front of it, in the flat square paved with bluestone slabs, there was a monk who was walking slowly with a staff, pacing back and forth, and with each step his staff was pestled on the ground, there would be a loud rattle.
At this moment, from the far north side, on the pitch-black roof, there was a tall human-like object shaped like a bat, and in a few leaps, it had floated to the top of the roof ridge on the right side of the Confucius Temple, and the silent roof beast was lurking beside it. His eyes, as if they were the heavenly eyes of the roof beast he was lying in front of, glowed with black oily light, and he looked at everything around the Confucius Temple!
When he found that there was no movement in the square except for an old monk in a robe and holding a Zen staff, there was no movement in the square, which seemed to make his mood much lighter, so he swept his body and floated in front of the old monk!
What follows is a conversation between the two of them.
"Who the hell are you?"
"Amitabha, good, good! You can't even recognize me, you're so forgetful!"
"What do you want?"
"That's a good question, I don't want to do anything, it's just ...... As the saying goes, if you have meat to eat, I want to take a sip of soup too!"
"Don't play any local language! If you have something to say, if you have a fart, let it go!"
"Well, since you are so cheerful, I will not be unforgiving, just the so-called forgiving and forgiving......"
"Is the nonsense finished!" the other party was obviously impatient.
"Okay, then you will compensate me for the cost of mental damage and ......."
"How much?" the other party didn't want to listen to him.
"100,000!"
There was silence on the field, and for a long time, the man in black seemed to have woken up from a nightmare, and said with an uncharacteristically low smile.
"You old monk, what are you doing with so much money? Aren't you extortion?"
"100,000 guan is not a drop in the bucket for you! Think about it, life is precious! 100,000 guan is ...... for so many dead friends."
The other party interrupted him again and said impatiently.
"Alright, alright! Don't be verbose! I'll give it to you!"
"You said earlier, of course I wouldn't be verbose!"
"I ask you, what happens after you get the money?"
"After taking the money, of course I will go back to Shaolin Temple and spend my old age in peace!"
"Then how can you guarantee that you won't trouble me again in the future?"
"Yes, how can I be assured?"
After that, the old monk sighed again.
"Lord Huyan, please rest assured of this, how can we monks be merciful, what things can we do that we are untrustworthy? So-called, people have no faith, I don't know what it is! You can let go of 10,000 hearts! Besides, if I hadn't panicked with money, I wouldn't have opened my mouth to you!"
"Yes, then I'll believe you once. But there's one thing I want to ask you?"
"Please!"
"Why do you want to ask me for 100,000 yuan?"
"Have you forgotten?"
"I did, indeed, some forget!"
"You can forget such a big thing! It seems that I have no choice but to reveal to the people of the rivers and lakes the secret I have hidden in my heart for 20 years!"
"Wait a minute!" said the man in black eagerly, "Twenty years ago, were you injured!"
"That's right!
"And where are your injuries?"
"You should know better than I do!"
"But I forgot!"
"However, my wounds have also healed!"
"Then I'll take a look, it's always okay!"
"See what?"
"Look at the scars on your body!"
The abbot pondered for a moment, and then suddenly continued.
"What about the scars, and what about not the scars?"
"If I see a scar, I'll pay, and if I don't see a scar, then it proves that you're deceiving me!"
"Makes sense!" said the old monk, "but how can you see clearly when it is so dark!"
"We can go down to the lights and see!"
"Well, that's a good idea. The old monk seemed to be trying his best to think of countermeasures, and he suddenly asked the other party, "In this way, I am also scared!"
"What are you afraid of?"
"I'm afraid, when you look at the scar, you will give me another knife while I am unprepared, in this case, I will not be fooled by you!"
"Hmph, then we just can't talk!" The other party raised the knife, and his right hand was already grasping the hilt, ready to open the knife.
The abbot swept back alertly, and immediately jumped out of two feet away from him, and pointed at him.
"If you dare to use a knife, I will call someone!"
Seeing this, the man in black was stunned, and finally, he helplessly lowered the knife in his hand and said.
"Okay! In three days, I can give you 100,000 yuan!"
"Cheng, then I'll wait for you on the small fish boat by Luoyan Lake in three days!"
"What's the mark?"
"The robe of the poor monk. ”
"I hope you don't break your word!"
"Don't worry, I'll keep it a secret!"