Heroes Return

"Damn it! How bored are you?! I'm not doing this!" Lin Jie said.

"Of course, I'm talking about when my Bachelor Temple is in danger of being destroyed, and the timeframe is set within this week," Master Bored said with a smile. "If you find those villains in advance, you can just take care of them directly. Of course, you won't need to be known as Zero then."

"So you mean it only becomes zero when facing life-or-death situations at the Bachelor Temple? If that's the case, I promise you."

Lin Jie had personally witnessed the fighting prowess of the Guanggun Temple members along the way, and he didn't really believe what kind of enemy could drive Guanggun Temple to the brink of destruction. So he readily agreed.

"Since you've agreed, I can go into seclusion with peace of mind. Just ask me anything you need to know," Master Bored said to Lin Jie.

"You said before that there were two people who could flip the table, one of whom was me, so who is the other one?"

"You mean that person?" Bored, Lin Jie asked, but he looked into the distance and said, "I don't know if you've heard of him, 'One sword divides heaven and earth, two swords reverse the universe.'"

"never heard of that."

"These two sentences are used to describe that person, but since you are the swordsman of the Four Swords of Zhuxian, you will meet sooner or later. This person is currently living in the Sword Hall Holy Land, and his name is Dao Qizhan." Master Wuliao said slowly, "Don't think that you are invincible in this world. Remember, there is always someone better."

"Oh, I'll remember that." Lin Jie said slowly, "Now I'd like to ask my second question. I wonder if there's anyone named Yuanji in Guanggun Temple?"

"You know my master's Buddhist name?" Bored looked at Lin Jie with some surprise.

"I've practiced the True Martial Hundred Battles Manual," Lin Jie said to Wuhu.

"I see, I understand now. So you really are destined for Buddhism. You've actually mastered the True Martial Hundred Battles, which means you're practically a disciple of my Bachelor Temple." He then looked Lin Jie up and down as if struck by a sudden realization: "Wait a minute! Everyone who cultivates the True Martial Hundred Battles dies within five years. Why are you still alive? Did you learn it in the last few years?"

"I mastered it ten years ago, but I don't want to talk about why I'm still alive," Lin Jie replied.

“You really are an interesting junior.” Bored said, pointing to the peach tree beside them: “My master passed away fifty years ago under this tree. Before he died, he told us to bury him here and to plant this peach tree.”

"So that's how it is." Lin Jie said as he walked to the peach tree and bowed deeply to it. "Although I have never actually met Master Yuanji, the True Martial Hundred Battles he left behind has saved me many times. Otherwise, I probably would have died long ago."

“Amitabha, in that case, my master has also achieved perfect merit. His True Martial Hundred Battles saved you, and you saved the whole world,” said Master Bored.

"Finally, I have one more question to ask." After bowing, Lin Jie turned to the bored master beside him and said, "Why do you insist that I help solve any potential problems? Why don't you resolve the issues yourself before going into seclusion, Master?"

"Hahaha, the answer is actually very simple. It's because I'm out of time." The Bored Master said with a laugh, "I'm not going into seclusion, this time it's 'death seclusion'."

"How is this possible!" Lin Jie exclaimed in disbelief after hearing Master Boredom's words. "You seem so energetic and vigorous! Why is this happening?"

“Nothing is impossible,” said the Bored Master. “Once you’ve asked all your questions, you can go down the mountain.”

“I’ve finished asking. Actually, I wanted to ask about Master Yuanji this time,” Lin Jie said.

"Then I won't see you off," Master Bored said. "However, there's something I must remind you of. You've already used three of those four evil swords, haven't you? But I must warn you, the fourth one, the Immortal Trapping Sword, absolutely must not be used! Otherwise, there will be widespread suffering!"

"The Immortal-Trapping Sword? Don't worry, I've never used that sword even once." Lin Jie said to Master Wuliao, "In that case, I'll be leaving now."

"By the way, give this book to that kid named Xiao Zhan." Master Bored said, taking out an ancient book and throwing it to Lin Jie: "Don't tell that kid not to learn other kung fu. With his talent, he's actually best suited to practice the kung fu in this book."

Lin Jie picked up the book and immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

The title page of "Seventy-Two Styles of Groin-Striking Kicks, with the Accompanying Mountain-Striking Divine Skill" also contains a small line: "A kick that leaves your enemy unable to defend against, capable of severing genitals and causing infertility."

"Damn! Are you sure you want to give him such brutal kung fu?" Lin Jie asked.

"The moment he entered my temple, I was immediately struck by his righteous yet lewd demeanor. So I decided to pass on my secret techniques to him." Master Bored said, then sat down to meditate under a tree.

Seeing that Master Boredom had stopped speaking, Lin Jie walked directly down the mountain.

Meanwhile, Wuliang was waiting for Lin Jie at the foot of the mountain.

Under the unscrupulous guide, Lin Jie quickly met up with Xiao Zhan, Glasses, and Thirteen, who had returned earlier. After hearing Lin Jie say that he had agreed to help Master Bored investigate the recent spying on people in the temple, Xiao Zhan and the others readily agreed to stay at the Bachelor Temple for a week.

……

That evening, in a large courtyard in the backyard of the Guanggun Temple, which was specifically for entertaining guests, there were still quite a few people walking back and forth outside the courtyard.

Among these people, a man and a woman were talking quietly.

"Is this where the monks entertain their guests?" a beautiful woman said to the man beside her. "It looks really simple. We've been searching all day, even turning the scripture pavilion upside down. Where is the Golden Spirit Sword?"

"Who knows!" the man said. "How could the greedy monks in this temple not hide such a valuable item as the Golden Spirit Sword?"

"Should we look around more carefully later? Come to think of it, are there any other buildings around here that we haven't looked for?" the beautiful woman asked the man.

"All that's left is this small courtyard used for entertaining guests," the man said. "But it's impossible for it to be hidden here, is it?"

As the two were talking, his gaze fell upon a room whose door was open because of the heat. Inside, four people were playing mahjong around a table.

The key point is that the four people playing mahjong is not the key point itself, but rather that the object placed under the mahjong table to support the corners of the table is a simple and antique-looking sword.

"Doesn't the sword they're using to prop up the corner of the table look like the Golden Spirit Sword?" the beautiful woman asked the man.

"It's exactly the same material!" the man said with some surprise. "But since I haven't unsheathed it, I can't tell the difference. Even if those monks were out of their minds, they wouldn't use such a valuable golden spirit sword to prop up a table corner!"

The four people playing mahjong at that moment were Lin Jie and his three companions.

"I think the thing we used to prop up the table corners was the Golden Spirit Sword, right?" Lin Jie asked, puzzled. "Why would we use the Golden Spirit Sword to prop up the corners of a mahjong table?"

"Golden Spirit Sword? Is it very powerful?" Xiao Zhan asked.

"It's not that powerful," Lin Jie replied. To him, the Golden Spirit Sword was just a level 30 shop item.

“Then there’s nothing to be surprised about,” Xiao Zhan said. “When I asked Master Wuneng for a mahjong table today, he gave it to me on the side. He said it would be perfect to use this to prop up the corners of the mahjong table.”

"Can't we use something else?" Lin Jie asked.

"He said he's been using it for over twenty years, and it's a perfect match for this mahjong table!"

"Oh, I see."

"Never mind the table corner pads for now." Thirteen said, slapping his mahjong tiles aside: "I drew Thirteen Orphans by myself, which is a total of thirteen small jokes and one big joke."

"Damn! How do you win every round?!" Lin Jie said, pulling out a comical handgun in annoyance.

"What exactly are they using for gambling? Why do I feel fluctuations of life? Could those yellow balls with strange expressions be living beings?" the man said to the beautiful woman beside him.

"How could such a creature exist!" the beautiful woman exclaimed. "The question is, is that golden spirit sword they were using to prop up the table corner really a golden spirit sword?"

"What a joke! How could anyone use such a precious Golden Spirit Sword to prop up a table corner! I get it, this must be bait! The people in the temple are planning to lure us in this way, they must have noticed something?"

"Then what do we do now?"

"Anyway, that thing used to prop up the table corner probably isn't the real Golden Spirit Sword," the man muttered to the beautiful woman beside him. Then he pulled her out of the guest room courtyard: "I just remembered, there's one more place in the back mountain we haven't explored yet. Since they set up bait, they probably haven't confirmed our identities. So we'll leave immediately after we finish investigating that place in the back mountain tonight."

"Ok."

Chapter 11

Behind the Guanggun Temple, there is a unique courtyard. This courtyard is not for guests, nor for the other monks of the temple. It is locked year-round and rarely opened.

"Is this the only place we haven't investigated?" a beautiful woman asked the man beside her.

“Yes, and if I had to say, this is the most mysterious place in the Bachelor Temple. I heard that even many young monks who haven’t been here for long don’t know what this place is.” The man said to the beautiful woman beside him, “We’ll climb over the wall and take a look later. I’m very curious about what secrets this Bachelor Temple holds.”

"Amitabha Buddha, do you two really want to go in and see what's going on?"

Just as the two were planning to find a place to climb over the wall, an old monk suddenly appeared beside them.

"It's Master Wuneng!" The man immediately recognized the monk in front of him. He immediately said to Wuneng, "Master, I'm sorry, we were just curious."

"Yes, if we can't go in here, we'll leave immediately," the beautiful woman beside the man said to Master Wuneng in a somewhat flustered manner.

"Are you two really not planning to go in?" Wu Neng asked, staring at the two of them.

"We were just curious, but since we can't go in, let's leave now," the man said cautiously to Master Wuneng. He knew that the man before him was the abbot of the Guanggun Temple. If this abbot discovered their identities, they probably wouldn't be able to leave the temple.

"No, since you two benefactors want to see, then go in and take a look!" Master Wuneng suddenly said lewdly to the two of them.

"Huh?" The man looked at the incompetent master in surprise.

“However, this is a forbidden area after all. Of course, if you two really want to go in, then you’ll have to pay two hundred yuan for the entrance fee. Otherwise, I won’t be able to explain it to the other monks in the temple,” Wu Neng said to the two men.

Upon hearing Master Wu Neng's words, the two fell silent for a few seconds. Then they glanced at each other and made a decision simultaneously.

"In that case, let's go in and take a look," the man said, taking out two hundred yuan from his pocket and giving it to Master Wuneng.

After receiving the money, Master Wuneng readily took out a key and unlocked the courtyard gate.

"Please come in, esteemed benefactors."

Under the watchful eye of the incompetent master, the two entered the courtyard.

The courtyard was filled with locked rooms, some of which were empty. Out of curiosity, the two walked to a window and peered through the crack. They immediately saw a strangely shaped pig lying inside.

"Huh? Is this a pigsty? Why is there a pig in this room?!" The beautiful woman looked at the scene through your window in surprise.

"That's no ordinary pig." The voice of the Incompetent Master suddenly appeared behind the two of them, which startled them quite a bit.

"Master, why are you still here?" the man asked the incompetent master.

"This humble monk guesses that you two don't know where you are, so I'm going to explain it to you," Master Wuneng said to the two of them. "This is a pig that can perform thirty-six transformations!"

"What!" The beautiful woman was also surprised by Master Wu Neng's words: "Are you kidding me!"

"I'm not joking," Master Wuneng said. "If it weren't for a pig that can perform thirty-six transformations, do you think we would let him live in a meditation room?"

"You say this is a meditation room? But to me, this looks like a prison cell!" the man said.

"What a joke! We are monks, and monks are compassionate. How could we possibly set up a prison?" Master Wuneng said, "Actually, those who live here are people who have committed great sins in the past. These people are all people who have been influenced by the holy monks of my Guanggun Temple and are willing to take refuge in the Buddha. The benefactors who live here are all people who voluntarily stay here to chant Buddha's name and repent."

"According to you, if that pig really could perform the Thirty-Six Transformations, shouldn't it be a disciple of your Buddhist sect?" the beautiful woman asked the incompetent master, puzzled.

"That thing... that thing was actually captured by our temple's eighteen bronze statues a while ago," Master Wuneng said. "We were planning to have it as a treat in a couple of days. Speaking of which, this humble monk has never tasted a roasted pig that can perform thirty-six transformations before!"

"Damn! Are you really monks?" the man said, looking at the incompetent master. "Aren't monks forbidden from eating pork?"

"Actually, what we cultivate here is the kind of realm where Master Daoji said, 'Wine and meat pass through the intestines, but Buddha remains in the heart.' So..."

"Who would believe that!" the beautiful woman exclaimed.

"Hahaha! That's right, you can't believe what those monks say." A gruff male voice suddenly came from the next room: "What bullshit about being enlightened by a high monk! Back then, I was just outmatched and got captured and locked up here by these monks! And they even said I was enlightened by some dog Buddhist teachings!!"

“I remember that person had a nickname back then, something like Fire Cloud Evil God.” Master Wuneng suddenly said to the two of them, “I heard that he has been moved to the point of prostrating himself before Buddha.”

"You're talking nonsense! I've been locked up here for decades! Let me tell you! Don't let me out, or I'll wipe out this damn temple!" Fire Cloud Evil God suddenly grabbed the window and shook it, saying this.

“Don’t misunderstand, this guy has actually been a bit feverish lately,” Master Wuneng said. “He’s just talking in his sleep. Believe me, he won’t say anything nonsense when he’s awake.”

"Who would believe that?!"

Seeing the two people's suspicious expressions, the incompetent master decisively turned on the tape recorder next to him. Then the tongue twister "Eat grapes without spitting out the grape skins" began to play on a loop.

Upon hearing this tongue twister, the Fire Cloud Evil God clutched his head and cried out in anguish, "I was wrong! I was indeed talking in my sleep! I now only believe in Buddhism! Stop reciting it! I've been hearing it over and over for decades!"

"See, I'm telling the truth, aren't I?" the incompetent master said to the two.