The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism Chapter 52

Chapter 52: The Monk that could not be Killed

Fangzheng said, "Patron, you will regret it if you continue walking this slow."

"I'll regret it only if I walk fast! Cut the crap. Slow down!" Han Xiaoguo said.

Fangzheng shook his head helplessly and finally reached the backyard before arriving at the kitchen's entrance.

Then, Han Xiaoguo nearly wept...

"Where's my rice! Wasn't there still some in the pot a while ago?" Han Xiaoguo pointed at the empty rice pot and bellowed.

Fangzheng sighed and said, "I told you that you would regret it. The remaining rice has been eaten by the dog."

"Dog? Where?" Han Xiaoguo burned with anger. He decided that he wanted to stew the dog for his meal!

Fangzheng looked behind Han Xiaoguo and said, "Behind you."

Han Xiaoguo jerked his head back and saw a silver wolf the size of a calf lying in a corner of the courtyard. It was looking at him with narrowed eyes, and the look in its eyes was as if it was looking at a retard!

Han Xiaoguo said angrily, "Even a darn dog dares to mock me? Watch me slaughter you for your meat !"

With that said, Han Xiaoguo walked over with knife in hand.

The way Lone Wolf looked at Han Xiaoguo turned even more contemptuous. However, it looked at Fangzheng as if asking, "Do I have any other choice but to bite him to death?"

Fangzheng shook his head and pointed at the yard's door. What a joke! If Han Xiaoguo were to die, where was he to get his great merit?

Therefore, Lone Wolf lazily stood up, shook its tail and looked at Han Xiaoguo leisurely.

Han Xiaoguo approached, and as he closed in he said, "Nice doggy. Don't be afraid. I'm a good person, here to treat you to beef steak. It's a huge slab of steak..."

A distance of a meter!

"Die!" Han Xiaoguo charged forward and thrust the knife at Lone Wolf's throat! He was confident about this thrust of his, a move that had killed so many enemies that he had lost count!



There was a blur in front of Han Xiaoguo's eyes, and he struck nothing!

Turning his head, he saw a white tail disappear from the yard's entrance.

Han Xiaoguo cursed angrily, "You dare run after eating my meal? I'll definitely eat you tonight!"

Han Xiaoguo chased with the gun in hand. Out of the yard's door, he saw Lone Wolf standing under the bodhi tree, looking at him with contempt.

He was incensed. He had been ignored by Fangzheng, and now he was being belittled by a dog. Han Xiaoguo's anger was burning. He could not tolerate it any further as he raised his gun!


A clear gunshot tore through the silent night.

However, Han Xiaoguo could not smile but instead, stared right in front of him, completely confounded!

He had no idea when a bald monk had appeared in front of his gun, under the bodhi tree with the silver dog in front of him. The tree branches were shimmering with moonlight, scattering a silver luster that made the monk and dog appear sacred or divine.

More importantly, the monk had raised one hand up and there was a bullet grabbed in it!

"Amitabha. Patron, your gun misfired," Fangzheng held his palms together and said with a bow.

"Are- Are you a ghost or a human?" Han Xiaoguo had been in Africa for many years. He had seen countless deaths and had seen some unbelievable things. However, this was the first time he was seeing a person grab a bullet with his bare hands. Furthermore, it was done by a young monk!

Han Xiaoguo's eyes turned tepid, while Fangzheng was secretly relieved. He did not have any super movement techniques, nor could he avoid bullets. However, he had rushed forward ahead of time when he noticed that the situation was turning for the worse. Thankfully, he was able to run faster than a normal person despite the Great Strength Vajra Palm not being a movement technique. The burst of strength it gave him was absolutely stunning. Exerting strength with his feet, he was as fast as the wind. At the instant Han Xiaoguo raised his arm, he had come in front of Lone Wolf, blocking him.

Fangzheng could not see the bullet's trajectory either. He had only casually grabbed at the air and managed to grab the bullet miraculously!

Fangzheng had no idea if palms trained by the Great Strength Vajra Palm could block bullets, but he was certain that the White Lunar Monk Robe could do so. Only with the White Lunar Monk Robe protecting him was he so daring. And the outcome was a success!

Therefore, Fangzheng was feeling astonished and also rejoicing secretly. He nearly could not control his expressions, so he had placed his palms together and bent his back slightly to lower his head, preventing Han Xiaoguo from seeing his expression.

After taking two deep breaths, Fangzheng finally composed his agitated feelings. He gave a Buddhist proclamation and said, "Amitabha. Patron, it was only a bowl of rice. Is there a need to kill out of anger?"

"Darn monk, what has my killing of animals got to do with you? Don't you force me to kill you as well!" As Han Xiaoguo spoke, he was feeling a little flustered. He actually lacked the confidence that he could, for he had a nagging feeling that the monk was extremely strange.

Fangzheng shook his head and said, "Patron, the heavens take pleasure in the welfare of living things, so how can wanton killing be permitted? If you are angry, This Penniless Monk is willing to take one shot in his place. How about it?"

"Really?" Han Xiaoguo's heart stirred. He believed that only the monk's hands were hard. As for his head- He immediately gave up the thought when he recalled how the butt of his gun nearly crumbled from the strike from before. Therefore, Han Xiaoguo aimed at Fangzheng's eyes! He had heard that martial arts such as Golden Bell and Iron Shirt raised one's defense by tightening one's muscles. A person's eyelids did not have muscles, so he refused to believe that the monk's eyes were impervious to a gun!

Fangzheng left him extremely uneasy. He had to eliminate any unstable elements! The best method was to kill him!

Fangzheng nodded and said, "Of course!"

With that said, Fangzheng thought, "Yes, to give one's life for a wolf, such courage, such intelligence, such willingness... Hey, why do I seem like a retard? I hope the ancients didn't lie to me and that this move is of some use. If not, I can only use my own methods."

"Fine, I'll grant you your wish as long as you don't move or block, taking my gun shot straight on. After that, regardless of the outcome, I'll forget this matter. I will not make trouble with this dog anymore," Han Xiaoguo said righteously. However, he had different thoughts on his mind. If he could not kill a monk by shooting at his eyes from such a close distance, he would definitely not dare to continue making trouble. The foremost thing would be to flee!

Fangzheng nodded and said, "Amitabha. That's the best. Patron, go ahead!"

Han Xiaoguo narrowed his eyes and came to a distance ten meters in front of Fangzheng. He had absolute confidence that, from this distance, he could blow the monk's bald head up!

In front of him was a calm Fangzheng blocking Lone Wolf behind him. With the silver moonlight to serve as a foil, it made him look sacred and dignified. Han Xiaoguo suddenly felt respect. He had never seen a monk that went so far for a dog. Perhaps, such people existed in textbooks, but he had never seen one in real life!

"Sigh, it's truly a miracle for such a retarded monk to live to his age in a society where the strong prevail over the weak. Screw it. I'll send him off and let him meet Buddha early. It would be an act of great merit too," Han Xiaoguo ruminated. Hence, he mercilessly raised his hand, aimed at Fangzheng's left eye, and pulled the trigger!

Bang! The bullet shot out of the barrel!