422: C422 Fake Monk

C422 Fake Monk

"The law is specifically designed to restrict bad people and those who deliberately harm people. As long as you commit a crime and do something bad, you will be punished by the law. " Wang Xiao had no choice but to give a simple explanation.

"Oh." Xue Er seemed to have realized something, but she still asked curiously. "Good brother. Then why haven't we been punished by the law?"

"Because those are all martial artists. The law doesn't protect martial artists." Wang Xiao explained. It seemed that Xue'er lived in the mountains and knew very little. She did not even know the most basic things.

"Sugar gourd." A man was selling candied fruits.

After seeing the candied fruits, Xue Er ran over with a smile on her face. "I want to eat, I want to eat."

Wang Xiao followed Xue Er and walked over. He took out ten yuan and sold some candied fruits to Xue Er. Xue Er held a few skewers of candied fruits and ate them as she walked on the street. Many pedestrians saw Xue Er eating the candied fruits and looked at her curiously. She could actually eat so much.

Wang Xiao raised his head and looked at the pharmacy. He planned to enter the pharmacy to buy herbs. Because he was worried that the prescription would be known, Wang Xiao would not buy medicinal herbs in one place. Instead, he would split the herbs into several places and deliberately buy many medicinal herbs.

After entering the pharmacy, he saw many people buying herbs. The shop owner was a middle-aged man. After seeing Wang Xiao's gorgeous clothes and imposing manner, he knew that Wang Xiao must be rich, so his face was full of smiles. "Gentlemen, may I ask what herbs you need to buy?" The shop owner asked.

"Let me take a look first." Wang Xiao said.

He wanted to see if these herbs were real. The herbs he bought in the market were all fake, so Wang Xiao needed to check the authenticity of the herbs before buying them.

After entering the shelf, Wang Xiao carefully looked at the herbs. The boss ran to Wang Xiao with a smile on his face. "My shop is a century-old brand. It can't be fake. Don't worry."

Wang Xiao just smiled coldly at the boss's guarantee. Which shop owner didn't guarantee that their goods wouldn't be fake? But how many of them were real?

Xue Er stood beside Wang Xiao. While eating the candied fruits, she looked outside curiously. Looking at the bustling pedestrians outside, Xue Er really wanted to go out and take a look. She didn't want to stay here.

"Good brother, I want to go out for a walk." Xue Er said.

Wang Xiao wanted to see the herbs, so he didn't have the mood to care about Xue Er. If she wanted to go out, then let her go. Since Xue Er wasn't a bad person, she wouldn't cause any trouble. "Go, don't cause any trouble." Wang Xiao said casually.

"Hehe, don't worry. I am very obedient." Xue Er ran out with a smile on her face.

The shop owner saw Wang Xiao and Xue Er talking in such a nauseating manner. In his heart, he cursed Wang Xiao for being such a beast. He didn't even let go of such a young girl. However, after seeing how elegant Wang Xiao was and how gorgeous his clothes were, the shop owner didn't dare to express his thoughts.

When Wang Xiao saw the shop owner looking at him, his eyes seemed a little strange. He knew that this person must have misunderstood him again. Why are people nowadays not simple and always thinking about those things?

Wang Xiao had picked a lot of herbs. Although these herbs were not old enough, they were still authentic and could barely be used. Wang Xiao planned to contract a plot of land to grow herbs because he needed a lot of herbs now. If he bought them every time, not only would it be troublesome, but it would also be a waste of money. These were not the most important things. Most importantly, the herbs he bought were not very good. Most of them were fake.

Xue Er smiled as she walked outside. Looking at the busy streets, she was in a very low mood. After closing her eyes, Xue Er took a deep breath of air. Although the air in the city was not as deep as the mountains, Xue Er preferred this kind of place.

After living in the mountains for a long time, she rarely saw the outside world, which caused Xue Er to have a perfect imagination about the outside world.

"It feels good that no one is following me. I can do whatever I want." Xue Er muttered to herself.

She slowly walked down the street and looked at the various toys and things on the street. She had a feeling that she would never be able to return to the White Robe Sect again. There were a lot of people in front of her. Many of them were shouting, making it seem very lively.

She looked ahead and saw that there were many people in front of her. Xue Er walked over curiously, wanting to see what was interesting in front of her. Why were there so many people gathered together and kept shouting?

After entering the crowd, Xue Er saw two monks performing on the street. These two monks, one fat and the other thin, seemed to have some strength.

After the fat monk smashed the two bricks with a single punch, he cupped his fists and looked at the surrounding audience. "Everyone, we are monks of the Song Mountain's Shaolin Sect. When Yun You came here, he found out that Shaolin's ultimate skill opened everyone's eyes. Those who have money will pay and those who don't have money will contribute."

"Good, good, good." Countless people applauded.

"We will display the Golden Bell Shield of the Shaolin Temple." The fat monk said proudly.

"Crackle!"

Countless people applauded one after another. Everyone was in high spirits, because many people wanted to see if the legendary Shaolin ultimate skill really had the Golden Bell Shield. Next, the skinny monk held a brick and threw it at the fat monk.

Everyone was shocked. If this was a normal person's body, even if they didn't die, they would still have broken bones. However, what was strange was that after the brick in the skinny monk's hand hit the fat monk's body, not only was the fat monk fine, the brick was broken instead.

"Good, good, good!"

Countless people applauded one after another. Everyone was shocked by what they saw. They never thought that the world would actually have such a powerful ability. At this moment, there were even many people who wanted to learn from their master.

When the two monks saw everyone applauding, they performed even harder.

"Tsk!"

Xue'er scoffed in disdain. She was a martial artist, so she could tell at a glance that the Golden Bell Shield that the two of them were using was not Shaolin's Golden Bell Shield. It was just an ordinary qigong technique. Shaolin was a true Golden Bell Shield. Not only was he not afraid of swords, but he was also as tough as steel.

The qigong that the two of them were using was just a qigong technique. They could only withstand the attacks of some bricks, and they had to rely on their luck beforehand. The skill that the man used was a far cry from Shaolin's Golden Bell Shield.

The fat monk looked at the people around him and said proudly, "Everyone, my Golden Bell Shield is not afraid of any attacks. If you want to try it yourself, you can come and punch me ten times. " If you knock me to the ground, I will compensate you with 100,000 Yuan. "If you can't knock me down, you will give me a hundred yuan."

A hundred yuan was worth a hundred thousand yuan. After hearing the fat monk's words, everyone was moved. Although everyone knew very well that they shouldn't be able to defeat the fat monk, when they thought of a hundred thousand yuan and ten punches, countless people were moved.

Most importantly, even if they couldn't defeat the fat monk, they would only compensate him with a hundred yuan. They didn't care.

The fat monk's bright eyes swept across everyone. "How is it? Are you all willing to come?"

Xue'er knew that these two weren't real monks from the Shaolin Temple. They were just swindlers. Young Master Song Shan was very far away from here. Moreover, those monks wouldn't sell their skills so cheaply. Because those real monks now had their own organisations, and their salaries were even higher than the state's civil servants. They wouldn't do such things on the streets.

"Let me do it."

A burly man walked over casually. It was just 100 yuan. He had plenty of money. Even if it was 10 yuan for a punch, he would just punch a sandbag in front of everyone.

When the fat monk saw that someone had come out, he started to circulate his qigong. "Brother, you can start now."

The big man rubbed his fist and gathered all the strength in his body.

The surrounding audience watched quietly. Perhaps there were quite a few people waiting for a miracle to appear.

The burly man stretched his muscles and bones. Then, he shouted loudly and quickly punched the fat monk. However, the fat monk didn't react at all, as if he didn't feel anything at all.

After this man punched the fat monk ten times, he left a hundred yuan behind and left with his tail between his legs.

Following that, there were a few men who didn't believe in evil and went to hit the fat monk. However, none of them didn't leave the money behind and left dejectedly.

The fat monk said, "Everyone, if you want to learn the Golden Bell Shield from me, each of you will pay ten thousand yuan. I guarantee that you will be able to learn it."

"Wow!"

Countless people were shocked. If they could learn the Golden Bell Shield from the Shaolin Temple, many people would be happy to learn it.

"However, I have a condition. After learning my Golden Bell Shield, you can't show off in front of outsiders. You can't let my sect know about it, and you can't do anything that is harmful to the heavens." The fat monk continued.

The more the fat monk said this, the more the surrounding audience believed him. Because in everyone's hearts, the Shaolin Temple and monks seemed to have the heart of a Bodhisattva. In fact, the fat monk's true purpose of cutting bricks and showing off was to let these people learn from their masters. Each person cheated ten thousand yuan, and ten people were worth a hundred thousand yuan.

"Tch!"

Xue Er looked at him with disdain. These people were doing things according to the Shaolin Temple's reputation, and they even wanted to cheat ordinary people of their money. Therefore, Xue Er was very unhappy in her heart. She was a person who couldn't be beaten up. When she saw this kind of situation, she usually liked to show her face.

When everyone heard Xue Er's look of disdain, they all looked at her.

Facing so many people's gazes, Xue'er was still very calm. She didn't feel the slightest bit of unease.

The fat monk looked at Xue'er through the crowd. He furrowed his brows in displeasure because Xue'er was actually looking down on him. "Little sister, if you don't believe in my abilities, come and punch me a hundred times. I only need to punch you once. If you defeat me within a hundred punches, I will give you a million. However, if you are unable to defeat me, you must give me ten thousand yuan."

Because the fat monk saw that Xue'er was very young and very delicate. Therefore, he thought that it would be fine even if Xue'er fought from morning to night.1

Many people looked at Xue'er with schadenfreude. Although everyone felt that the fat monk had gone overboard in making things difficult for a little girl, Xue'er had looked down on him previously. This behavior was very rude.

"What's wrong? If you don't dare, then apologize to me in front of everyone." The fat monk thought Xue Er was afraid, so he said.

Xue'er originally wanted to take a look, but since the other party was forcing her, she wanted to teach this person a lesson so that the fat monk wouldn't think that she was easy to bully.

"What's there to be afraid of? Just fight." Xue'er said in a delicate voice.

She looked at the fat monk. Xue'er was disgusted by the fat monk's crafty look. Furthermore, the monk was bullying her. She was just a little girl, and she really thought that she was easy to bully.

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