Qinxi's voice became smaller and smaller, while Hengye's laughter on the opposite side became louder and louder.
Qinxi: “…”
Sometimes I really want to hit someone. Is this considered workplace bullying?
China.
Jiang Yubai looked at the temple in front of him, the solemnity in his eyes never diminished.
"Found it."
Lu Xingchuan looked at the temple in front of him, which seemed to have been uninhabited for some time, and subconsciously walked forward.
Looking at the door, he knocked politely.
After the voice fell, there was still silence.
The man looked at the closed door of the temple with some confusion in his eyes.
"If it's a temple where worship is allowed, why are the doors closed in broad daylight?"
And it was so quiet around here, was there anyone else in this temple? Looking at the surroundings that hadn't been cleaned for a while, he suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Achuan, knock again!"
As he said that, he walked up and knocked on the door with Lu Xingchuan.
I don't know how long it was, but I finally heard a slight noise. The person who opened the door was a young-looking monk. He bowed to Jiang Yubai and the other man, with an embarrassed look on his face.
"I'm sorry, Master is seriously ill and didn't hear the sound just now."
"fine."
Lu Xingchuan looked sideways at the empty temple behind him, a little puzzled. "You're the only one in this huge temple now?"
I felt something was wrong before, and now I know why.
The monk nodded and said, "Now, I and my seriously ill master are the only ones in this temple. Please come in."
The temple is quite clean, and it is obvious that someone cleans it regularly.
But looking at the environment outside the temple, perhaps they no longer have the energy to clean it.
"Where are the others?"
Jiang Yubai felt the quiet surroundings, his eyes showing a complicated expression. How could this be a temple? How was this quiet environment any different from the nursing home in those horror movies?
Hearing this question, the little monk walking in front looked a little embarrassed.
“Everyone else has left, and now the temple doesn’t offer incense or visits.”
"Why?"
Lu Xingchuan looked at the candle next to him. It looked dry and it seemed that no one had offered sacrifices to it for a long time.
The little monk paused for a moment, feeling a little conflicted, but suddenly seemed to have thought of something and let out a breath.
"Forget it. It's better for you to know than for Master and I to say nothing and end up dying miserably in this deserted temple."
After hearing these muttered words, Jiang Yubai and Lu Xingchuan were even more confused, but they had a vague feeling that this matter was closely related to Yun Wanning.
The monk prepared tea and invited Jiang Yubai and Lu Xingchuan into a room.
“I wasn’t here when this happened.”
The little monk looked at the reflection of the tea in the cup in front of him, as if he was suddenly lost in memories.
"I heard that more than a decade ago, the temple received a pair of somewhat unusual guests..."
The little monk's voice was very calm, but the two people opposite him had completely opposite feelings. They stared at the little monk intently, as if they didn't understand why such a thing would come out of his mouth.
Or in other words, they don't understand why such a thing would happen in a temple.
"So your master agreed to their request?"
Lu Xingchuan was a little excited, looking at the little monk in front of him, who looked so busy that his eyes were about to pop out.
He turned to look at Jiang Yubai next to him. Although he was not as excited as Lu Xingchuan, his black eyes were deep, and it seemed that the calmness was only on the surface, and the real storm was yet to come.
The little monk smiled bitterly, "Yes, Master agreed, and temporarily housed the child in the temple. We originally said we would wait until the child grows up...but I didn't expect the accident to happen so soon.
The child suddenly disappeared one day. At first, people thought he was lost while playing in the temple, but then they realized that the child didn't like to play. After that, he was never seen again.
He disappeared for a month, and one day he saw an envelope in the temple which briefly described the child's experience. From then on, the master began to fall ill.
When I came, Master was still able to walk, but as time went by, his illness became more and more serious, and now he can only lie in bed and can't even eat a few bites of food..."
The young monk in front of him smiled bitterly, then sighed. "Perhaps this is retribution for Master's actions."
Hearing this, Lu Xingchuan snorted coldly. "You're already a monk, why did you agree to this?"
This monk, who was supposed to be pure in mind, would actually choose to murder a life just for the Xia family's money. No wonder the temple has become like this now.
Looking at Lu Xingchuan's expression, the little monk was a little angry, but he didn't dare to say anything. After all, this was the fact.
His master was indeed planning to execute the child for the Xia couple's money.
"Perhaps it's because Master's six senses are not pure that he ended up like this."
"Excuse me, can we meet your master?"
Jiang Yubai's dark eyes were devoid of any warmth, and they stared at him without blinking, carrying an invisible, irresistible pressure.
The little monk in front of him was stunned, and then there was some confusion in his eyes.
"I'm sorry, this is not something I can decide. I need to consult my master first."
"OK."
Seeing the little monk slowly leaving, Lu Xingchuan's disdainful look could be said to be not concealed at all.
"What kind of monk are you? You're so cruel to such a young child just for your own selfish desires!"
He finally understood why Boss Yun was so powerful. He was so small, yet he could do everything! He was outstanding in every aspect.
Talent might be part of the reason, but the main reason is that there is someone behind you who is trying to kill you!
If you don't work hard in this situation, you won't know how you will die.
Jiang Yubai looked at the teacup in front of him, but in the end he didn't drink a single sip.
His mind is not here at all now. He is eager to know what happened to Ningning here.
After an unknown amount of time, they saw the little monk come back and made a "please" gesture to the two of them.
"Master agrees to see you, but Master's legs and feet are not very convenient right now, so perhaps you two will have to go."
Jiang Yubai stood up and nodded. "Thank you."
Following the little monk's footsteps, Jiang Yubai and the other monk went around one corner after another and finally arrived at the door of a room.
Looking at the dimly lit rooms around him, it was clear how empty the temple was.
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