Chapter 1099 Who Can I Seek Justice From?

The patriarch even complained to the master?

Song Chunxue's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally died.

So, last night's dream was real.

The patriarch really did give them a lesson in their dream all night, pointing his finger at them and scolding them for listening to hearsay and believing those fabricated historical accounts.

She couldn't help but glance at Xie Zheng beside her and found that he also had the expression of someone caught talking badly about others behind their backs.

Although they did discuss things unrelated to the main topic, such as which deity had several children, which deity had died tragically, and how a thunderstorm occurred in June.

It was just an ordinary conversation among ordinary people, nothing too outrageous. They simply discussed whether it was true or false, and didn't dare to say anything else for fear of offending the gods.

I never expected that this would lead to a lawsuit.

“Speak up, why are you mute?” Banyue Immortal took a sip of tea and looked at the two of them with annoyance. “You two are really quite bold, staying up all night to discuss the ancestral master’s affairs. How unique.”

He originally thought that his two apprentices were not young anymore and might be quite unhappy about living separately from each other, and would meet secretly.

Although he wouldn't get involved in the matter, he just wanted to see if Xie Zheng had the willpower to handle it.

Unexpectedly, the two of them were quite free.

Using the ancestral master's affairs as a topic of conversation over drinks—I've never seen such a foolish disciple.

Song Chunxue knew that Xie Zheng, a scholar, had not only been discovered to have talked about the ancestral master behind his back, but had also been reported to his elders. He was so angry that he wanted to bang his head against a pillar, so she stepped forward.

“I asked him to speak, since I had only heard it from the Taoist priests before, and the impression was vague and not deep. I thought that since Lord Xie is knowledgeable, I should ask him to tell me more about things I haven’t heard before.” Song Chunxue said sincerely, “I did not mean to offend the Ancestral Master, please forgive me, I will not do it again in the future.”

“It was my fault for believing those rumors and treating the stories I heard from the streets as anecdotes,” Xie Zheng said respectfully to the Moon-Companion Immortal, neither humble nor arrogant. “But I, Xie, am certain that I have never disrespected or blasphemed the Ancestral Master. Since it is fabricated, we will be more careful in our future conversations.”

The Moon-Accompanying Immortal nodded.

He wanted to say something more, but Xie Zheng continued talking to himself.

"But Master Song and I are about to become Daoist partners. We were drinking and chatting together in a room at night. How did the Ancestral Master know?" he asked seriously. "Could it be that the Ancestral Master also eavesdrops?"

"..." The Moon-Accompanying Immortal was speechless for a moment.

yes!

Song Chunxue turned to look at Xie Zheng and couldn't help but give him an appreciative smile. How come she hadn't thought of that before?

This founding master, how should I put it, was a little stingy.

Not to mention they were eavesdropping on their conversations.

"Can I also tell my master that the patriarch was eavesdropping?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Master Han slowly walked in from outside, one hand supporting his chin and the other arm crossed, looking like he was supporting his disciple.

"Alright, it's no big deal. Senior brother, let them go back. I've already asked the patriarch. The younger generation was chatting about the patriarchs, wanting to know about their past deeds. They only mentioned some hearsay and false stories, and didn't mean anything else."

Master Han said calmly, "Besides, my disciple is right. It's wrong for them to eavesdrop. After all, it's a room for a Daoist couple. Tell them to cover their ears properly in the future."

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Seeing her master's stiff and awkward expression, Song Chunxue whispered, "Master, your martial uncle is here. You two chat, we'll be leaving now."

She also wanted to drink the canned tea; she had just smelled someone roasting dates and was really craving a taste.

It's hot lately, and she wants a big piece of rock sugar and a golden chrysanthemum.

I used to have a cold constitution, but since I started practicing cultivation, I dare to drink chrysanthemum tea.

The Moon-Accompanying Immortal remained silent with a stern face. Master Han waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, I'll treat my senior brother to morning tea."

The Moon-Accompanying Immortal wanted to say something, but due to the awkward atmosphere, he turned around, glared at Master Han, and sat down.

Before their disciples could even leave the room, the Moon-Accompanying Immortal lightly tapped the table. "Do you know that our ancestor cursed me in my dream last night? I was so worried that I went to the front yard this morning to burn an extra stick of incense. Turns out, it was just a small matter."

Master Han raised his hand, and a tea table with boiling water appeared on the table, with small, exquisitely cut buckwheat noodles and various snacks placed beside it.

There are also moss-green buckwheat buns, which won't cause stomach acid when you drink tea.

Meanwhile, in the dining hall on the other side, Tu Dan'er and his friends were gathered together, about to pick up the tea canister to pour tea, when suddenly the things on the table disappeared.

The five people stared wide-eyed. "Where's the tea?"

"Yes, where's my tea that was almost in my mouth!" Wuji stood up. "I'm going to find my master; there are thieves on this mountain!"

Lord Zhao walked over, raised his hand to his lips, and said, "Shh, keep your voice down. I bet your uncle took it. It's just tea, I can brew some for you, okay?"

He lifted his coat and sat down, saying, "It's so frustrating every day."

Wuji asked curiously, "How did my uncle take it? Why did he have to choose this crucial moment? The five of us were waiting anxiously, and we watched as they switched to the biggest tea canister, at least we could each have a sip. But he took it all by himself, along with the tea snacks we had been saving for so long."

Tudan leaned on his master's shoulder, "Master, how could you do this? I just wanted to eat one bite of buckwheat bun to keep me alive today, and there were only two bites left. I painstakingly divided it into five pieces in the kitchen. Your uncle is so unreasonable!"

Zhang Chengxuan felt helpless and disgusted. He thought that this place would be more disciplined because it was his master's territory, but he didn't expect that the elders would actually fight with the children for food.

Who can he complain to?

He had just sat down in the chair, and the pastry was almost within his reach when it vanished before his eyes.

But as an elder, he had to comfort the children.

“Here, I also have a tea stove here. I found a silver pot in my storage ring, just the right size for brewing tea.” Lord Zhao filled it with spring water, opened the lid and said, “Add whatever you want to drink. We’ll use the Samadhi True Fire, and the tea will boil faster.”

The children smiled again, sat cross-legged, and each grabbed a handful of things and threw them into the teapot, not caring whether the amount was too heavy or too light, or whether the tea would taste bad.

However, there was basically no lightness in the taste. Zhang Chengxuan watched as the egg-sized rock sugar was thrown in, thinking that this pot of it was definitely not going to be drunk in a hurry, as it would be too sweet.

Song Chunxue brought over a plate of tea and snacks. "If you want buckwheat buns, I'll go to the kitchen and make them. Let's not fight over a morning tea."

"Uncle-Master, I still want to eat your stir-fried noodles. It's been so long since I've had pork, cabbage, and potato noodles stir-fried together." Tu Dan'er slurped his saliva. "I was really craving it last night, and I didn't sleep well at all."

Song Chunxue nodded, "I'll make it for you, but will there be enough time?"

"We're in time! The guards have all been sent down the mountain on missions. We can steal half a day of leisure this morning. Hehe, let's fill our stomachs first."