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Chapter 2535: There is a Green Snake at the Foot of Wisteria Mountain

Logically speaking, since we know there is danger ahead, we should definitely go around it.

However, Shi Li and Bai Mo will have to stay in Qingzhou City for more than one or two days. If there really is someone there, they can't escape him even if they try to avoid him. It would be better for them to go and take a look in advance so that they can be prepared in the future.

Shi Li and Bai Mo looked at each other and saw the same message in each other's eyes. Without saying a word, they immediately followed the crowd of onlookers and walked forward together.

In the middle of the busy city, there was a scholar who set up a stall and specialized in writing letters for others. He had been making a living here for several years and was familiar with most of the people nearby.

But Xuanming, who came into the city yesterday, holding a Zen stick, strode down the street and stood directly in front of the scholar.

At first, the scholar thought he wanted to write for him, so he looked up and said, "Master, what do you want me to write for you? My price is absolutely fair and I will not cheat anyone."

Who knew that just as he finished speaking, the Zen stick in Xuanming's hand actually smashed down on him, "You evil creature, why don't you show your true form quickly!"

The scholar was caught off guard and was almost hit by the staff. At the critical moment, his footing slipped, and the stool under him fell over, taking him with him to the ground.

He fell to the ground, but accidentally avoided Xuanming's Zen stick.

The Zen stick broke the wooden table that the scholar used to write on into two pieces. One can imagine what would happen if it hit a person.

"What are you doing, monk?!"

The aunt who was selling vegetables at the stall next to the scholar was familiar with the scholar and was busy greeting customers. She did not hear Xuanming's words. She only heard a loud noise, and then turned around to see the scholar lying on the ground. A strange monk was standing in front of him with a ferocious look. She immediately pinched her waist and shouted.

This street is full of vendors, who are familiar with each other and often help each other. The scholar is generous and almost never charges a penny for writing for his acquaintances, so he is very popular.

When the aunt shouted, almost half of the people on the street came over, surrounded the scholar and glared at Xuanming.

Xuanming had traveled extensively, and was not panicked by such a scene. He simply lowered his brows and chanted a Buddhist name, then said to the people around him with a righteous look: "Dear donors, the person in front of you is not a human, but a demon! I am acting on behalf of heaven, and I hope you can distinguish right from wrong!"

He spoke with such confidence that for a moment everyone was hesitant and unsure.

"I, I'm not, how can you slander me!" The scholar who fell to the ground seized the opportunity to speak and defended himself anxiously.

Xuanming sneered, raised his Zen stick and was about to hit again, but a delicate scolding suddenly came from behind him, which inexplicably made him stop.

A young girl in simple clothes came hurriedly over carrying a load on her back. As soon as she got close, she put down the load and rushed to Xuanming, standing between Xuanming and the scholar without hesitation, glaring at Xuanming fiercely with her extremely beautiful eyes.

"Old bald ass! If you keep talking nonsense, don't blame me for being rude!"

The girl spoke, fiercely and cleverly, looking at the hesitant people around her, "Duan Lang has helped us so much, how can you just listen to the words of a liar!"

The girl's voice was deafening, but it also made the people around her reflect for a moment. After all, they had known the scholar before and had received his kindness, so they did not dare to believe the identification of a strange monk.

And Xuanming didn't know why, but after seeing this fierce girl appear, he inexplicably stopped what he was doing and fell silent.

But it was only a brief moment, then he took out the golden bowl and held it high towards the scholar.

"Since you are stubborn and refuse to change your ways, I will let you see for yourself whether it is a human or a demon!"

The golden bowl then emitted golden rays of light, shining on the scholar who was sitting on the ground. The fierce girl hurried over to block it, but her body seemed to be nailed in place, unable to move.

"Master, please forgive others when you can."

Just as the golden light made the scholar's body stiffen, another familiar voice stopped Xuanming.

He recognized the owner of the voice and put down the golden bowl directly, looking at the person with a serious and vigilant face.

"why is it you again?!"