Chronicles Of The Shura Clan 149 A Hundred Ways To Lose One's Manhood.

Moonlight Village.

After a long cold and quiet night, the sun rose into the sky like usual, spreading its warm golden light in every crevice of the land.

Though it was still early in the morning, there was already a queue of people waiting for the Wandering Monk outside of the village's chief manor.

As almost all the villagers live off farming and hunting wild beasts in the surrounding, they were a handful of them that were injured or had some kinda sickness.

Knowing that Wandering Monk also known as the Divine Doctor had agreed to look at their injuries and sickness, they all woke up earlier than the usual and waited outside the village head's manor for him.

Because they didn't know how long the Wandering Monk was going to stay in the village, they all came at the same time because they didn't want to miss that chance.

Even the ones that weren't sick or injured came as well just so they could get a free check-up. Who knows! they might have some hidden injuries that they weren't even aware of.

However, even though many of them came here because they were truly sick and wanted to get rid of their illness, there were also some that came just to cause trouble.

"It's already past seven, why is that d.a.m.n Monk still sleeping. I thought people like them usually wake early in the morning to meditate." Complained a middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man was among the small group of people who believed that the Wandering Monk was just a fraud and wasn't as miraculous as people portrayed him to be.

If it wasn't for the fact that he wanted to expose the fake Monk, he would have never come here waiting for hours for that d.a.m.n Monk.

Another male voice made an appearance: "Hehe, Old Jiang it looks like we have really encountered a fraud. According to the Legend, all the Buddhist Sects and Monks have long disappeared during the great war that happened over two thousand years ago."

"If that d.a.m.n Monk thinks that he could cheat us from our money and food and get away with it. He's in for a big surprise because I'll beat the s.h.i.+t out of him." Answered old Jiang while tightly holding a machete in his hand.

Unlike the other villagers, old Jiang used to be a mercenary. As such, he was more knowledgeable about how deceitful people can be. He was also the strongest warrior in the village.

"Old Jiang, I know that you doubt the power of the Wandering Monk. However, I'm gonna have to ask you to stop talking Ill about him because he's already waiting for you guys in the backyard and he can clearly you hear as well." Said the village chief as he came out to greet those hundreds of people that were waiting outside.

"Village head you are too nice to people and because of that, you'll be taking advantage of. The powers of the monk might indeed have been fraught with lies. If I really do succeed in exposing his scam, that's also for the good of the village as well the rest poor people he's going to scam." Old Jiang didn't even care if the Wandering Monk could hear. He wasn't afraid of him nor the village head.

"Old Jiang, I won't ask you a second time." At this moment the village's head expression became solemn as he was looking at Old Jiang.

Seeing the serious expression on the village's Chief face, Old Jiang knew that village's head was mad and wasn't happy with him: " Fine, fine. I'll stop."

"Thank you, everyone, for your patience. I also want to a.s.sure everyone that the Wandering Monk isn't a fraud. He has already helped the people of the Black Sand Village and the village head of the Black Sand has vouched for his skills." Explained the village chief to the villagers.

He could clearly tell that some of them already started to believe that the Wandering Monk was really a fraud after hearing the words of old Jiang.

Though old Jiang was a little rude and sometimes hotheaded, he was the most educated person in the village. He had traveled to many places and experienced many things, as such, his words have some weight in the village.

Nonetheless, after hearing the words of the Village's head, all their doubts have evaporated like water under an early summer sun.

"Alright, the Wandering Monk will see you guys one by one. Old Jiang, it seems like you are first in line, follow me." Said the village Chief as he went back inside without giving old Jiang a second glance.

Upon hearing the village chief, old Jiang quickly followed him without saying a word. Even though he wasn't injured or sick, he still wanted to see that fake Monk and exposed him. He might be able to fool those ignorant villagers, but he won't be able to fool him.

Soon, both of them arrived at the backyard of the little manor where the Wandering Monk was waiting for them.

The Wandering Monk looked as holy as ever. His entire body was enveloped by a golden light that made him looked like as if he was Buddha himself.

As old Jiang got closer to the Monk, he was astonished to discover that all of his anger and chaotic thoughts were gone. He also felt calmer and relax.

'It seems like that fake Monk has some trick in up his sleeve. I don't know what he did but the moment I got closer to him, all my negative thoughts are gone.' He thought.

"Wise Wandering Monk, I'm sorry for my friends if he has offended you. He was just worried about the safety of the villagers. Please don't take his words to heart." The village chief said apologetically.

"Amitabha!, Benefactor, you are being polite. One has the right to be doubtful, so how could this poor Monk be angry?" Ling Chen said as he was looking at old Jiang.

'Little punk, you dare to call me a fraud and even threaten to beat the s.h.i.+t out of me. Though I won't kill, I'm gonna make sure you will never be able to use your manhood anymore." He thought inwardly.

Even though Ling Chen was really a fake Monk, he had accidentally found a Buddhist Scripture and learned a lot of things about Buddism.

At this moment, He was smiling amiably as he was looking at old Jiang. He didn't look angry at all. However, Old Jiang had a nagging feeling that the wandering monk's smile had nefarious thoughts behind it.

Not only that, even though the Monk looked harmless and Sage-like, old Jiang felt as though he was in the presence of an ancient prehistoric beast. Therefore, he subconsciously shrunk backward.

Even though Ling Chen wasn't a real doctor, there wasn't anything that can escape his left eye power. He was even able to see through concrete, as such it wasn't that hard for him to see through a human's body and their sickness.

"Amitabha!, Benefactor, though you don't look injured or sick, this poor Monk can see that you have some hidden injuries from your old days. Though this poor Monk isn't a Divine Doctor, he could still cure them and make you feel like ten years younger." Ling Chen said as he placed his palms together again without any sign of arrogance.

Upon hearing the Wandering Monk's words, old Jiang was taken back. Even though he didn't know how the Wandering Monk knew that he had some hidden injuries, he still stepped forward.

He had nothing to lose anyway. If the Monk was able to really cure his hidden injuries, then it would truly be grateful to him. However, If he couldn't, it would prove that he was indeed a fraud and beat the h.e.l.l out of him.

No matter how he looked at it, It was a win-win situation for him.

After Ling Chen ordered old Jiang to sit down in a meditative stance in front of him, he gently placed his palm in his chest.

Suddenly —

Old Jiang felt a warm current flowed out the Wandering Monk's Palm on his chest and entered his body.

It was so warm. He felt like he was soaking into a hot spring. As the warm energy entered his body, it rushed everywhere within his body as well as his old internal wounds.

Not only the warm energy was constantly curing his old internal injuries, but it was also strengthened his internal organs.

"Amitabha!, Benefactor, you should be ok now." As old Jiang was immersing himself in that feeling, he suddenly heard the voice of the Wandering Monk which jolted him awake.

"Amitabha!, Benefactor how do you feel now?" Asked Ling Chen.

Feeling the changes within his body, old Jiang couldn't help burst out laughing:" Hahahaha, I feel great. I fell ten years younger. I even breakthrough a minor stage."

"Sir Wandering Monk is indeed formidable." Old Jiang exclaimed with some amazement. Old Jiang was so loud that even the other villagers outside could hear him.

"I am really sorry for doubting you." He added with an apologetic look on his face.

Poor old Jiang! All of his hidden injuries have indeed been cured. However, what didn't know was that no matter how healthy he was now, he would never be able to use his manhood again.

At the same time, Ling Chen also felt an invisible energy entered his body. It was a sign that Old Jiang was truly grateful to him for curing him.

"Amitabha!, Benefactor I'm glad to hear that. Now, call on the next benefactor. This poor Monk has a long day ahead of him." Ling Chen said as he sent old Jiang away and asked the village chief to call on the next person.