Peerless Martial Expert in the City-Chapter 254 - 257: Benefactor, Your Glabella is Darkening

Chapter 254: Chapter 257: Benefactor, Your Glabella is Darkening

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"Benefactor, I see that your complexion is poor, and your forehead is darkened, I fear a great disaster is imminent!"

Just as Xiao Yi had walked a short distance from the Azure Waterfront, and had just reached a small street ahead, a monk dressed in a filthy yellow robe, with a plump face and a smile that resembled Maitreya Buddha, suddenly blocked his path and looked at him with a grin.

"A real monk?"

Xiao Yi looked at the monk in surprise, his gaze fixed on the nine very conspicuous scars of discipline on his head, and with his eyesight, he immediately saw that these nine spots were genuinely branded on the monk’s head, not like those fake monks who buy such marks to pose as authoritative and professional for deceiving others.

In this day and age, it wasn’t strange to see monks on the streets, especially in G City, this international metropolis. Since he had arrived, he had seen quite a few monks in robes, clasping their hands in prayer, promoting blessed jade pendants and amulets from Buddha, or even chanting Amitabha Buddha while begging alms from passers-by.

However, a monk with nine shiny scars of discipline like this one was rarely seen; throughout the years, he had only seen one in the famous Shaolin Temple and another in India.

"Amitabha Buddha, the monk is indeed a real monk. Benefactor, looking at your countenance, your luck today is truly dire, a massive bloody calamity awaits!"

The monk brought his palms together in a salute, then raised his head and spoke to Xiao Yi with utmost seriousness.

Despite the smiling Maitreya-like demeanor, when the monk clasped his hands, he truly seemed to manifest the likeness of Buddha, the presence of a High Monk. Had it been an ordinary person, they might have been convinced by his words and would have earnestly sought the monk’s help in averting this disaster.

Unfortunately for him, he’d encountered Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi didn’t believe in gods or ghosts, much less these so-called half-immortals or Jianghu Sorcerers. He trusted his own eyes and hands more than any of these vague mystical notions.

If he wished, he himself could be an Immortal, not just a half-immortal; as soon as he stepped out, diagnosing people’s illnesses and describing their symptoms, they would absolutely regard him as a divine figure.

However, Xiao Yi, looking at the monk’s dignified and solemn appearance, didn’t outright reject him. Instead, the corners of his mouth lifted in a smirk that was neither a smile nor a sneer, "Then, Master, how should I avert it?"

"According to this humble monk, it is advisable for the benefactor to stay at school today."

The monk seemed to completely miss the mocking expression on Xiao Yi’s face, and spoke very earnestly, "Benefactor, for the next few days, you should stay in school without leaving. Your personal elements lack wood, yet your school possesses an abundance of this element, which is the perfect remedy for averting this disaster."

"The Master knows I’m a student? Knows which school I’m at?"

Hearing the monk’s words, Xiao Yi’s face showed a look of astonishment, followed by a more intense playfulness in the corners of his eyes.

"The monk doesn’t know, but Buddha does,"

The monk paused, a flicker of panic crossing his eyes, but in an instant, he maintained his composure and clasped his hands together again.

"So, does it mean that Master has come to me to avert this calamity on Buddha’s behalf as well?"

The teasing in Xiao Yi’s eyes grew denser.

"Indeed, Buddha is merciful, Amitabha Buddha!"

The monk appeared to be completely oblivious to the jest in Xiao Yi’s eyes and clasped his hands together once again.

"It seems I really should be grateful to Buddha, shouldn’t I? Maybe I should go to your temple more often to burn incense sticks and donate some incense money."

Xiao Yi said with a smile that was not quite a smile, looking at the monk with a tone that was no longer like before, but instead laced with more irony.

"There’s no need for that. Buddha guides all living beings, not for incense money. If the benefactor feels gratitude towards Buddha, simply keeping Buddha in your heart will suffice,"

the monk shook his head.

Huh?

Hearing the monk’s words, Xiao Yi couldn’t help but be stunned for a moment. Could this monk really not be a Jianghu Sorcerer, a charlatan deceiving people?

But he quickly shook his head. He didn’t believe that this monk would approach him without reason, spouting nonsense. In his heart, he snorted softly. It seemed the monk had grand designs. With Azure Waterfront not far from here, did he think he was a wealthy resident of Azure Waterfront who wouldn’t care about small change, aiming to play the long game in a major scheme?

Yes, it must be so.

Hmph, but, monk, this time you’ve got the wrong person.

A cold smile appeared on Xiao Yi’s lips.

"In that case, I’ll be thankful to Buddha. If today I indeed escape the calamity as the master has foretold, I will surely repay the master generously in the future,"

Xiao Yi said indifferently, looking at the monk.

"Amitabha, there’s no need to be polite, benefactor. As long as you do not leave the school gates in the next two days, you will certainly avoid the calamity,"

the monk once again bowed politely.

"I will heed the master’s advice and not step out of the school. Does the master have any other instructions? If not, I will head to school now."

This monk really knew how to act, hiding his true intentions so deeply. If it weren’t for him today, others would surely have fallen for his tricks. While thinking this, Xiao Yi cautiously said.

"Go ahead, I wish the benefactor good luck!"

Upon hearing Xiao Yi’s words, the monk’s eyes flashed with delight, but it was only for a moment before he quickly resumed his dignified and calm demeanor.

Just as I expected!

Although the change in the monk’s gaze was but a split second, it did not escape Xiao Yi’s vigilant observation. He intended to toy with this kind of Jianghu scammer and didn’t expose him right away, but simply said, "Goodbye, master," then went straight towards the school.

Stupid monk, I want to see what kind of tricks you can play.

As he walked, a faint, mocking smile emerged on Xiao Yi’s lips.

He found these sorts of Jianghu Sorcerers utterly contemptible. These kinds of swindlers usually bled people dry without leaving a trace, often leaving them bankrupt. Worse, they often unsettled people with just a few ambiguous words, causing them to lose sleep and appetite. If he hadn’t run into one, then so be it, but since this one had the gall to try and fool him, he would certainly not be polite!

Imagining the expression on the monk’s face when his grand scheme gradually unfolded and then he turned the tables on him in the end, Xiao Yi’s mood involuntarily improved immensely.

Meanwhile, the monk clearly had no idea of Xiao Yi’s thoughts. Watching Xiao Yi’s figure receding into the distance, until he disappeared around the corner of a street ahead, he finally couldn’t bear it any longer and dropped his praying hands, resuming a grin. He muttered to himself a sentence that made all the passersby do a double-take! (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes, monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation.)