Rebirth for the good

Responded: "Great Immortal, please tell me, disciples must obey."

"First, you must do a little good every day and a big good every month, otherwise your life will be lost immediately, can you do it?"

Lu Shangming secretly groaned, he had never done any good deeds, but the current situation could not allow him to refuse, so he had to agree.

"Second, from now on, no more killing karma will be added to the crime. If there is any violation, you will die on the spot."

Lu Shangming was like five thunderbolts, and he couldn't help blurting out: "This is hard to do. My life was killed by that traitor, and I must avenge my revenge."

The immortal ignored it, and continued: "Third, within a month, we must find a man named Nangong Yu, and help him wipe out the enemies and regain the mountains and rivers."

Lu Shangming couldn't help being very happy when he heard the words, thinking that it would be okay if he didn't kill a life, he just needs to use Nangong Yu's hand to avenge him, and quickly asked: "Where is this Nangong Yu, how can I find him?"

"This is a secret, don't let it out. Remember, after one month, you stay by Nangong Yu's side for one more day before you can live for another day, and you can leave until you are successful in your career. How is life like, a big dream, Lu Shangming, go Where you should go."

stupid monk

When Lu Shangming opened his eyes again, he realized that he was standing in the middle of the street, surrounded by people coming and going, and the sound of buying and selling was endless, and it was very lively. He had never seen such a bustling scene, so he couldn't help but slow down.

"Does the guest officer want rouge? This is a new addition to our shop, rich and noble, and I will keep your girl satisfied." The female boss selling rouge yelled at Lu Shangming who was standing blankly in front of the stall.

"Is there someone with the surname Nangong here?" Lu Shangming has seen Elder Su in the teaching school paint this, it should be a woman's thing.

The female boss straightened her face immediately: "Guest officer, if you don't buy it, please leave, don't hinder me from doing business."

Lu Shangming had never seen such a face before, he was so angry that he picked up a box of rouge and shook it in his hand, "I want this, you answer me quickly."

"You're asking the right person. I know all the wives, big and small, in Suzhou Mansion." The female boss rolled her eyes and smiled, "But there really isn't anyone with the surname Nangong."

"A bunch of nonsense." Lu Shangming wanted to vomit when he saw her like that. He turned around and left with disgust in his heart, but found that the female boss was chasing him, and she was still swearing in ugly dialects, "You shameless thing, If you don’t pay, you want to run away!”

"Return you!" Furious, Lu Shangming threw back the rouge in his hand, knowing how deep his inner strength is, the small rouge box fell on the female boss's rouge stand, and the wooden stand broke into several pieces , The rouge powder was scattered all over the ground, and the gaudy fragrance permeated, causing passers-by on the road to stop and stare.

Lu Shangming snorted coldly, covered his nose and wanted to leave quickly, but unexpectedly, his chest seemed to be punched hard, the pain from the surface of the skin to the inside, as if someone was ruthlessly grabbing his heart. Panting and coughing violently, he felt that his steps were becoming heavier and heavier, and finally he could barely walk forward with his hands on the wall.

"Could it be that I did something evil?" Lu Shangming, who is familiar with the essence of martial arts, quickly realized that the internal injury was definitely not caused by human beings, but after thinking about it, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his behavior, "At best, I just taught her a lesson. It's all for a while, why should I be punished. You are an old man, and you are too strict."

As soon as these words came out, Lu Shangming's chest ached a little bit more, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. His originally fair face looked a little scary now, but this proved that this move was indeed done by the immortal.

For Lu Shangming, compared with physical torture, it is more uncomfortable to think that he needs to be cautious in his words and deeds all the time.But in order to get revenge, he had to endure it no matter what, he gritted his teeth and continued to move forward.

"This benefactor, are you alright?" Lu Shangming was startled by the sudden voice. With his martial arts skills, he didn't realize that someone was coming beside him.

He turned his head vigilantly, and there was actually only a monk in robes and Buddhist beads hanging around his neck in front of him.The monk was about the same age as himself, and he was handsome, but his bald head, which was barren of grass, really made him unable to have a good impression.

Lu Shangming was too lazy to talk nonsense with a monk, and was eager to get away, but his feet were weak and he could no longer support him. Fortunately, when he fell backward, someone grabbed his arm from the side to stabilize his body.

What a nosy guy, Lu Shangming looked at the helping monk and cursed in his heart, and was about to use his internal force to shake him away, but he couldn't even raise his true energy, so he had to help him to walk into the next room.

"The benefactor, go in and have a rest." The monk looked anxious, as if he himself was sick.

As soon as he found a stool and sat down, the smell of food came to his nostrils. It turned out that this was a restaurant, and the monk's stomach made a series of noises like drumming. He scratched his head and looked at Lu Shangming with a smirk in embarrassment.

Lu Shangming felt uncomfortable when he saw him, turned around and said, "You can eat, I'll just sit and sit."

"That can't be done," the monk said anxiously, "the little monk asked Xiao Er to ask the benefactor for a doctor."

Lu Shangming is highly skilled in martial arts, so he is naturally proud and arrogant. How could he let some doctor come to see a doctor for him, but he immediately refused: "If you go to ask the doctor, I will leave immediately."

Seeing that he was speaking very seriously, the monk gave up his thoughts and asked cautiously, "What would the benefactor want to eat?"

"Beef noodles are enough." Lu Shangming waited for a while, but found that there was no movement nearby, turned his head to look, and saw the monk with his eyes closed, muttering something silently, and couldn't help feeling strange: "What are you doing?" What?"

"The little monk is reciting the death mantra, and the benefactor killed the living. I have no right to stop the little monk. I can only recite the scriptures here a few times, and do my best to Brother Niu, so that he can reach bliss early." The monk clasped his hands and continued to chant .

"Killing?" Lu Shangming's heart skipped a beat. Thanks to the monk's reminder, otherwise he would have to die again. He quickly waved his hand and said to the monk, "That's all, I'll just eat a bowl of plain noodles." It was also strange, as soon as the monk recited the scriptures, the pain in his body eased a bit, and he was really hungry at the moment.

"Really?" The monk opened his eyes, his face was full of joy, and he greeted Xiao Er loudly like a child: "Please bring us two bowls of plain noodles."

After a while, two bowls of hot noodles were brought up, and the monk ate them with chopsticks, devouring them without any elegance at all.

"I don't know what the name of the master is called? Where does it come from?" Lu Shangming secretly thought that it might be useful for the monk to recite scriptures in front of him.

The monk raised his head, still chewing on the noodles, "I dare not be the master, the young monk is called Daohui, and I come from Shaolin Temple in Songshan Mountain." As soon as he finished speaking, he took a sip of the soup.

Hearing the word Shaolin Temple, Lu Shangming's heart trembled. He didn't expect that the stupid monk in front of him came from a famous school, and his martial arts didn't seem to be very advanced. He couldn't help asking: "Who did the little master learn from?"

"Master Fang Neng, my little monk." Daohui said the name of her master, put down her chopsticks, and clasped her hands together.

"The first one in the Discipline Institute of Shaolin Temple?" Lu Shangming looked Daohui up and down carefully, but apart from being stupid, this person didn't look like a master apprentice at all, so he couldn't help frowning.

Daohui suddenly laughed: "The benefactor recognizes Master, the old man? It's really a destiny, a destiny."

Lu Shangming secretly became suspicious. If Fang Neng's disciple's martial arts were so low, he would never believe it. Maybe this monk named Daohui had some kind of plot to get close to him deliberately in disguise. He thought of this, right hand Then he probed the pulse gate on Daohui's wrist.

"What are you doing?" Daohui looked at the other party in confusion, "I'm not sick." He thought Lu Shangming was checking him for his pulse.

With the pure inner strength of Shaolin School, Lu Shangming's judgment can't be wrong. If so, at least Daohui didn't hide his identity as a Shaolin monk. The biggest possibility is that he lied. His real master is probably just a fire monk.

Dao Hui watched Lu Shangming's face turn from cloudy to sunny, and then she was relieved a little: "Am I okay?"

"It's okay, let's eat." The dullness caused by the pain in Lu Shangming's chest was gone. Although the plain noodles were bland, he still swallowed them reluctantly. After two mouthfuls, he found it delicious.

Daohui nodded happily, and asked Xiao Er for two more bowls of plain noodles, and said to Lu Shangming, "You can eat as much as you want, little monk. I like to make friends with chivalrous men like him most. This meal will be hosted by this little monk."

"A chivalrous man?" Lu Shangming concealed the disdain on his face. He had to think of a way to let this monk follow him, so that he would not be afraid of the bad things like before. What's the matter?"

Daohui deliberately lowered her voice: "Master gave me a secret letter and ordered me to find a family and then hand the secret letter to the head of the family. He said that the matter is very important and there must be no mistakes."

Lu Shangming was confused when he heard it. Is this monk really crazy or fake? Why did he tell outsiders about the secret letter? Take it away?"

Daohui laughed: "I see that you are not a bad person, and you know my master, not to mention that I took the initiative to get acquainted with the benefactor, not because the benefactor has ulterior motives."

"Then tell me, who did your master tell you to go to?" Lu Shangming secretly smiled inwardly. He had already seen through that your so-called master was an unknown monk with low martial arts. Let's see what you can make up.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, Daohui said softly, "It's a family named Nangong."

"What?" Lu Shangming almost cried out, the surname Nangong is not