Chapter 891: Chapter 891 [Hui Wen Master’s Advice]

Master Hui Wen’s words were full of Zen wisdom.

“You stinking monk, you’re so fussy! We don’t need your rescue!” The driver was already on the verge of losing it.

“Hold on, Master, you said you want to persuade us to stop, does this mean you know about our business?”

The woman holding Chu Qingxue with a towel had a hint of doubt in her eyes and couldn’t help but ask.

Master Hui Wen smiled mysteriously, and the outcome was obvious.

“So, the master is here for Chu Qingxue. Well, don’t blame us for being impolite then!”

The woman’s words made everyone realize that Hui Wen was here to save Chu Qingxue.

“I see, everyone, go down. Let’s deal with this old monk first, be careful, he might be a tough one.”

Four people carefully attacked and surrounded Master Hui Wen.

“Put down your butcher’s knife and become a Buddha on the spot!” Master Hui Wen showed no fear of the four.

“To hell with your Buddha!”

The driver’s right leg suddenly lifted, bringing down a clean and quick blow with a single leg.

Judging by the clean execution, this person was a skilled fighter.

“Good and evil are just a thought away!”

“Snap!”

As Master Hui Wen spoke, his feet shifted as though he was shrinking the earth to inches, suddenly appearing on the driver’s right side, striking sharply with two fingers.

“Aah!”

The man let out a terrible scream, his leg seemed wasted.

“Amitabha!”

The old monk appeared somewhat embarrassed.

“Kill him!”

At this moment, the other three attacked the old monk together, realizing Hui Wen wouldn’t be easy to handle.

Fists overlapped, whip legs shadowed.

These individuals were clearly skilled fighters, aiming at Master Hui Wen’s neck, arms, and joint areas on the legs.

If they managed to hit these areas, it could almost incapacitate a person.

Their moves were sharp and ruthless, coming in waves, and the four cooperated seamlessly.

However, Master Hui Wen seemed like he was covered in oil, always managing to escape through the gaps at critical moments.

“Hmm?”

As the fight dragged on, the four grew anxious and intensified their attacks.

“Dear benefactors, this monk shall not be polite anymore!”

Suddenly, Master Hui Wen’s expression changed, an overwhelming aura pressed forward.

“Bang, bang, bang…”

This time, Master Hui Wen no longer dodged, directly confronting them head-on.

Upon contact, they realized their attacks felt as if they were hitting an indestructible steel plate, and a dreadful force paralyzed their bodies, sending them flying backward.

The four then realized the vast difference between them and Master Hui Wen, an insurmountable chasm.

“Shoot him with guns!”

Someone shouted, and the four drew their guns and fired.

“Bang, bang, bang…”

They believed bullets could deal with Master Hui Wen, even showing cruel smiles.

But suddenly, Master Hui Wen’s hands shook, the Buddha Beads he held exploded, the beads shot out like bullets in all directions.

To everyone’s astonishment, Master Hui Wen’s Buddha Beads shot down the bullets, and he still stood unmoved.

“How is this possible?”

The four were full of disbelief, the casually thrown Buddha Beads could actually block bullets.

“Ugh…”

As they attempted to shoot a second round, all they felt was searing pain on their wrists.

Their guns dropped to the ground, blood flowed endlessly from their wrists.

Seeing the bloodstained Buddha Beads on the ground, the four instantly realized what had injured them.

Master Hui Wen’s Buddha Beads not only blocked the bullets, but had also injured them.

“Amitabha, sins, sins.”

Seeing their bleeding wrists, Master Hui Wen couldn’t help but say.

“Retreat quickly!”

The four fled in embarrassment, soon fading from sight.

Master Hui Wen then went to the back of the car, observed, and brought out a small bottle, placing it near Chu Qingxue’s nose.

“Cough, cough…”

Soon, Chu Qingxue began to cough, as if expelling impure air.

“Where am I?”

Chu Qingxue looked confused, her brows slightly furrowed, a hint of perplexity in her beautiful eyes.

“Ah? Master Hui Wen? Why is it you?”

“Benefactor Chu, it is indeed this monk!”

Upon seeing Master Hui Wen, Chu Qingxue quickly understood everything.

She had been kidnapped, and it was Master Hui Wen who saved her.

“Master Hui Wen, how did you know something happened to me?”

After asking this, Chu Qingxue immediately realized it must be related to Ye Chenfeng.

“That’s right, Benefactor Chu, it is as you thought. Benefactor Ye told this monk in advance! This monk is here today to fulfill the rendezvous!” Master Hui Wen said aloud.

“Indeed, it was him!” Chu Qingxue’s beautiful eyes flashed with a strange color.

Master Hui Wen’s eyes were deep, carrying an unfathomable gaze, his smile was meaningful.

“Master Hui Wen seems to have something to tell me?” Chu Qingxue cautiously asked, seeing Master Hui Wen’s hesitance, she speculated.

“Benefactor Chu, indeed there is something important I need to tell you, but you must not reveal any information to Benefactor Ye!” Master Hui Wen seriously warned.

Chu Qingxue nodded: “I understand, Master Hui Wen, please speak!”

“Here’s what’s happening…”

Finally, Master Hui Wen left, and Chu Qingxue safely returned, letting the God of Killing and Yao Dao breathe a sigh of relief.

At night, Ye Chenfeng returned from the Tang Sect.

He first took Su Hanjing back to the Su Family, mentioning some matters but omitting most.

“You’re back?” Now, Chu Qingxue found Ye Chenfeng particularly endearing.

The heavy stone hanging in her heart was now firmly settled.

“Did something happen?” Ye Chenfeng, upon first glance, detected Chu Qingxue’s abnormality.

“Yes, yes!”

Chu Qingxue nodded, recounting the events in detail to Ye Chenfeng, of course, omitting Master Hui Wen’s instructions.

“Luckily, Master Hui Wen appeared in time, Xue’xue, donate more incense money to Ziguang Temple!” Ye Chenfeng chuckled.

After bidding goodnight, Chu Qingxue watched Ye Chenfeng’s departing figure, her gaze flashing with complexity. She sighed softly and headed upstairs.

Meanwhile, after showering, Ye Chenfeng appeared in the adjacent villa.

“Divine King, please blame us; due to our oversight today, Miss Chu nearly suffered!” The God of Killing and Yao Dao were filled with shame.

Ye Chenfeng smiled: “No problem, I anticipated this situation, hence I informed an old monk at Ziguang Temple, and he’s the one who saved her!”

“An old monk?”

Both were startled.

“That’s right, an old monk I can’t quite fathom! Divine Land is not short of such extraordinary people!” Ye Chenfeng said.

“I’m pondering which faction carried out today’s attack?” The God of Killing asked.