At almost noon, Shifang appeared on a street densely packed with blacksmith shops.
The burly men with big and thick expressions, holding swords, guns, swords and halberds, or axes, axes, hooks and forks, were pulling passersby to sell goods.
"Knives for sale! Knives for sale! The newly made golden ring knife is extremely sharp, and beheading is just like cutting a melon!"
"Really? Then give it a try!"
"Iron rod! Iron rod! It's thick, hard, and long. Let alone a human, you can hit a ghost with two sticks!"
"Hey, don't be in a hurry to be objective. Look at my short knife. It's faster than a butcher's knife. It doesn't take much effort to go in with a white knife and come out with a red knife!"
The blacksmiths yelled wantonly, were shirtless, and displayed their weapons while also showing off their toughness.
Occasionally, two sellers would like a buyer at the same time, and they would start scolding each other after saying a few words, and occasionally they would even make a fuss about it.
And most of the time, the guests are not afraid and will take out a big sword at every turn, showing that they are not to be trifled with.
Shifang held a Zen staff in one hand and held the golden Buddha tightly in his arms. He felt that there was no good person everywhere he looked.
"It's just always been!"
"Come more, come more!" The man waved his hand enthusiastically: "Master monk, I listen to your advice, that is where he should come, so he should leave quickly! Besides, you only have weapons!"
"What are you doing?" The man suddenly changed his face, put his hands on his hips, and his eyes narrowed completely: "If you have money, monk, get out of here, don't stand in the way and affect your business!"
Shifang wanted to grab the cash box, but was pushed away by this man. Thinking that my master was in danger and the golden Buddha was the only way to save me, his eyes suddenly turned red and he grabbed the man's neck.
He must have met Yan Chixia by chance. The great monk might not be able to see the sun on the seventh day.
Shifang thought that no one would pay attention to him, but in the blink of an eye, a group of blacksmiths surrounded him.
"But... you have to save the master!" Shifang was at a loss.
The man's eyes suddenly narrowed and he froze on the spot.
The man shook his head and sighed, "It was hard to be a bad person in those days. If you do a business, you will lose one business. If you do more business, you will lose your pants. You are not ready to change your career!"
Low Ning Baisi has the solution.
Seeing this scene, Shifang suddenly felt pity and quickly took a step back: "Is he also a blacksmith?"
The blacksmiths who were watching the Golden Buddha felt their eyes were dazzled. This golden Buddha statue disappeared right before our eyes. A group of blacksmiths were alone together. Their eyes were shining as they watched the big man take out eight pieces of golden Buddha from the money box and put them together carefully.
Shifang was afraid of letting go of the first opportunity, so he couldn't wait to open the bag, revealing the golden Buddha broken into eight pieces.
"A few hundred? Are you kidding? Has he seen what kind of craftsmanship it is? A golden Buddha of that level has not even been ordained by a monk. If you have a few thousand taels of silver, don't even think about touching it. superior!"
"Oh, evil people are in power, and people's hearts are not as old as they used to be!"
The big iron man sneered, but his eyes were fixed on the golden Buddha, with a look of confusion on his face.
And it was only then that I realized that I had been tricked, and that the big man was the watch of those rude men.
"Wow, it's pure gold. It's worth hundreds of silver coins at most!"
The man's face turned red after being pinched. He could not breathe, and he struggled to whisper for help.
However, there is so little abnormal logic, which is what a blacksmith uses, but waiting for the opponent to come to the door before openly grabbing it seems very brainless.
I always felt that those guys' reactions were not a bit counterintuitive.
Before avoiding the surrounding eyes, think of a way to round and flatten the great monk. Wouldn't it be less complicated?
Even if he knew how to kill people and steal goods, just tying the great monk to one place would save him from a lot of trouble.
Therefore, no matter which direction you look at it, the logic of that guy's behavior is very reasonable.
No matter which link it is, it is in line with human nature and common sense.
Shifang is truly a fighter among the best. Apart from being able to defeat Da Zhuozhi, he has been beaten by everyone in the entire movie.
Shifang thought I was just shocked by the Golden Buddha, so he thought about it and asked, "I'll help you first, okay? Bad guy!"
Search "Spring Gift" on the Xiaoxiang App and new users will receive 500 book coins, and old users will receive 200 book coins] "It's bad, it's bad, you should accumulate merit and do a bad thing first!" The man shook his head.
"Don't! You know he is a bad person. If I make another order, I will treat him as a favor!" Shifang grabbed my arm and begged.
But the liar blatantly turned into a robbery to control the great monk. Before he found out that the other party did not have the support of weak people, he still blatantly exposed it.
Then he looked at me eagerly and took a roundabout way and stuffed the golden Buddha out of the money box.
Seeing a group of blacksmiths from a distance, she was frightened and took the initiative to retreat. Yan Chixia took Shifang only to settle the score. Gao Ning laughed again, took a step forward and disappeared into a white cloud.
If it had been me, I would have turned against him immediately and taken the monk to a hidden place because the risk of working on the street was too low or for some other reason.
After waiting for so long, I finally saw the treasure I had longed for.
When I was talking, he was holding up a chain, jumping up and down trying to hang it on it, but he was low enough and could always reach it.
Gao Ning took charge under the beam of the blacksmith shed in the image of a devil, but he looked at the state of several blacksmiths with no surprise, and observed the people on the street from a distance.
“He gave the golden Buddha back to you, back to you!”
"You want a weapon! You want something to stick to!"
Just when he was at a loss, a sigh came from the side.
"What is the golden Buddha? You know what he said, so hurry up and leave!"
Seeing that Yan Chixia hadn't settled the bad debt yet and hadn't gotten up to walk over there, I was determined and dived upwards, rolled up the golden Buddha and disappeared instantly.
But I have become the head of the blacksmiths in the image of Pai Gu Jingjing. I should be a bit brainless, right?
The man came back to his senses, covered my bag, and said in a higher voice: "He is crazy. He is walking around the market with such a small piece of gold. Is he afraid that others will find it?"
"You know, he wants to steal your golden Buddha!"
"Wait for you for a moment!"
Shifang followed the voice and looked over, finding that the speaker was actually a thin and small blacksmith.
When Shifang saw that I finally agreed, he was so happy that he handed the golden Buddha to me.
This man was as skinny as a stick, not only did he not have half a muscle on his body, he also had a dull complexion and was less than five feet tall.
Even if the iron man is rude and accustomed to using force to suppress others.
On the seventh floor of the inn, Gao Ning and Monk Mingxiu stood side by side in the window, observing the chaos happening above from a very clever angle.
Shifang grew up in a temple and has a simple temper. It is understandable that he would be deceived.
Shifang blinked: "What is he doing?"
Gao Ning thought to himself.
Evil people also have brains.
He was lied to and pushed and knocked over the noodle stall along the way.
To be precise, I was staring at the scroll on my waist.
Monk Mingxiu didn't look back. I stared at Hong Yuanshi closely.
