The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

#482 - Ganquan Temple Incident

Lu Jing withdrew his palm from Zhanzhi's back and said to Du Neng and Du Jing, who were looking anxious, "Don't worry, there's nothing serious with your master. It's just that the bump on the back of his head will probably take some time to go down. Until then, he'll have to sleep on his side or on his stomach."

Du Jing, who was on the verge of tears, burst into laughter again, while Du Neng, who had a tense face, also breathed a sigh of relief.

The main reason was that the scene the three of them saw when they returned was too frightening.

Zhanzhi was lying motionless on the steps in front of the main hall, seemingly between life and death, and when the two young monks called out the names of their senior brothers, there was no response.

At that time, the two almost thought that all the monks in the temple had met with misfortune.

Fortunately, Lu Jing had excellent hearing and heard faint snoring coming from the refectory. When he got there, he found two large monks and four small monks lying there in disarray, all fast asleep.

Many people still had half-eaten steamed buns in their hands. Lu Jing broke off a piece and smelled it under his nose, and knew that they had been drugged, and that the other party had used the most common and lowest quality 'Monk's Bane' in the Jianghu.

This kind of 'Monk's Bane' takes effect quickly and wears off quickly. Even if you do nothing, the person who has been drugged will basically regain consciousness in less than half an hour.

Apart from being cheap and easy to obtain, it has nothing but disadvantages.

The biggest problem is that it has a strong odor. Generally, martial artists who travel the Jianghu will rarely fall victim to it if they pay a little attention.

However, the monks of Ganquan Temple have been chanting Buddhist scriptures in the temple all their lives, and obviously have no experience in this area, so they were easily taken down.

Lu Jing asked Du Jing and Du Neng to fetch a bucket of clean water to wipe the faces of the monks in the refectory, to help them wake up sooner.

He himself then went to check on Zhanzhi, who was lying in front of the main hall.

The old monk was also still breathing, but unlike the other monks in the temple, he had been knocked down by someone using brute force.

And the weapon was easy to find, it was the wooden fish next to him.

Zhanzhi had been knocking on the wooden fish for almost his entire life, and probably never imagined that one day his head would be knocked back by the wooden fish. Fortunately, the attacker didn't want his life, and didn't hit him too hard, only knocking him unconscious.

As for the culprit, it was also obvious. Lu Jing walked around the temple and didn't see the three vagrant monks taken in by Zhanzhi.

And after Zhanzhi was infused with true qi by Lu Jing and slowly woke up, he also confirmed Lu Jing's speculation.

But now that the temple had suddenly received a large sum of money, they had other ideas, and could no longer bear the boring days of tofu, vegetables, and ancient Buddhist lamps.

So, while going out to buy vegetables and grain, they also bought a packet of 'Monk's Bane' and knocked down all the monks in the refectory.

But what they didn't expect was that Zhanzhi, the abbot, didn't eat with the people in the temple, but insisted on waiting for Lu Jing and the others to return.

To show his sincerity, the old monk had come to the main hall early to welcome the living God of Wealth, oh no, Lu Jing's return.

As a result, he didn't wait for the God of Wealth, but instead waited for three fierce gods.

Zhanzhi was knocked unconscious by them. The first thing the old monk did after waking up was to reach into his arms, but unfortunately, the ingot of silver that he had been carrying was gone.

Zhanzhi felt that the blow to the back of his head was not as painful as he felt now.

Du Jing said hatefully, "I didn't expect those three to be such ungrateful people. Master, you took them in when they were about to starve to death, and they have been chanting scriptures and worshiping Buddha in the temple every day, influenced by Buddhism. It would be one thing if they didn't repay your kindness, but they actually drugged all the senior brothers and injured you, Master, and stole the temple's money. They are truly rotten to the core."

Although Du Neng didn't curse the three as bluntly as Du Jing, he couldn't help but remind him, "Master, I told you when you wanted to take them into the temple that I didn't think these three were trustworthy."

Zhanzhi shook his head, "There is no one in this world who cannot be saved. In the end, it is because we ourselves have not learned enough about Buddhism. Besides, how do you know that our influence during this period has not worked?

"If it were them before entering the temple, not only would that ingot of silver be gone, but the lives of your senior brothers and this old monk would probably be lost as well. Maybe they would kill us all and then stay here and wait for you to come back and do another job.

"Don't underestimate these refugees. They were able to escape all the way here, and many of them are ruthless characters with lives on their hands, and Benefactor, you revealed your wealth when you entered the temple," Zhanzhi said to Lu Jing.

Du Jing reminded, "Master, he is Lu Jing, the great hero Lu. Who would dare to be so blind as to rob him?"

"What Lu Jing, the great hero Lu... Ah, you are the great hero Lu?!" Zhanzhi's jaw almost dropped to the ground.

"That's right, it's me," Lu Jing nodded.

Zhanzhi regretted it so much that he slapped his thigh and said, "If you had told me earlier, I would have used words to trick those three thieves first, and then waited for the great hero Lu to come back and deal with them severely."

"... ... ... ..."

"Master, then you would have violated the precept against lying," Du Jing said weakly.

"That's ten taels of silver! What's wrong with telling a few lies? The Buddha probably wouldn't blame me," Zhanzhi said disapprovingly.

After he finished speaking, he remembered something again and looked at Lu Jing again, "Look at us, we're only concerned with the trivial matters in the temple. Great hero Lu, how is your matter going? Did you find the scriptures you were looking for?"

"The scriptures have been found, but what I want is not in the scriptures," Lu Jing said. Since he had already spoken, he no longer beat around the bush and directly asked Zhanzhi, "Master, do you know Master Honglian?"

"Of course I know. Master Honglian is a eminent monk of Buddhism. How could I not know him?" Zhanzhi said.

"Then did he leave anything in your temple?"

"Ah, did Master Honglian come to our Ganquan Temple?" The look of surprise on Zhanzhi's face didn't seem fake. He really didn't know that Master Honglian, who was famous all over the world, had come to their small temple. If such a thing had really happened, how could he not have any impression at all?

No, he should have already publicized this matter so that everyone in Fengxing County would know about it, and the incense of Ganquan Temple would definitely be much more prosperous than it is now.