Chapter 224: Rejected
The next morning
The four of them had dinner early. Ye Qingyu only took Qingyi with him to Shaolin Temple, and asked Qingfeng and Qingqing to wait for them at the inn. After all, they were just going to Shaolin Temple to pay homage to their master, and they didn't need protection or service. Besides, Qingqing was a girl, so it was not convenient for her to go to Shaolin Temple.
Because it was not too far away, he did not ride a horse. After walking for an hour on the mountain road, Qingyi saw the towering gate halfway up the mountain from a distance, with the three big words "Shaolin Temple" written on it.
"Is this the largest martial arts sect in the Central Plains? It looks so impressive!" Qing Yi exclaimed.
Ye Qingyu didn't seem to be in the same mood as Qingyi to appreciate the magnificent architecture of Shaolin Temple.
"Excuse me, benefactor, what may I do for you?" Before they could go forward and knock on the door, someone came out. It turned out to be a young monk who had received the precepts on his head.
"Young master, my name is Ye Qingyu, and I'm here to visit Master Yunxu." Ye Qingyu bowed and said politely.
"Amitabha, Abbot Yunxu has not seen guests for three years. Donors, please go back." The young monk chanted a Buddhist name and flatly rejected Ye Qingyu's visit.
"Please tell Master Yunxu that I am an old acquaintance of his. He will definitely meet me."
"Amitabha, countless old acquaintances have come to visit me in the past few years. No matter who they are, the abbot will not see them." After saying this, the young monk was about to close the door.
Seeing that Ye Qingyu was turned away, Qing Yi stepped forward and blocked the door with his hand to prevent the young monk from closing it.
"Donor, what do you mean? Are you planning to trespass into Shaolin Temple?" The young monk raised his voice. He had been in Shaolin Temple since he was a child, and he had never seen anyone causing trouble here.
"Little monk, you haven't finished talking yet. Why are you closing the door?" Qing Yi held the door with one hand and tried to pat the little monk's shoulder with the other, but the little monk dodged it. From this, it can be seen that the little monk's martial arts skills are not bad.
"Why haven't you finished? I've already told you that the abbot doesn't see outsiders anymore. You'd better leave quickly."
"Outsiders are outsiders, and we are us. Master Yunxu doesn't see outsiders, but that doesn't mean he won't see us. You can go and ask him, what if he wants to see us?" After Qing Yi finished speaking, the young monk was stunned for a moment before he reacted.
"You are not from our Shaolin, so how can you not be outsiders? Leave quickly, I am going to close the door." The young monk was quite smart and was not confused by Qing Yi.
"Hey, little monk, this is where you're wrong. Master Yunxu owes me ten thousand taels of silver. Could it be that you're reluctant to pay him back, so you found this excuse to hide?" Qing Yi lied.
"The abbot owes you money? Are you here to collect the debt?" The young monk was shocked. Is there such a thing?
"Qing Yi!" Ye Qingyu shouted. This was Shaolin Temple. Who was Master Yunxu? How could the abbot of Shaolin Temple make up such nonsense as owing money?
"Oh." Seeing Xiao Ye's bad tone, Qing Yi didn't dare to say anything more. He had originally wanted to come up with an idea to call Abbot Yunxu out, but Xiao Ye was not happy about it, so forget it.
"Let's go." Seeing this, Ye Qingyu no longer forced him. The rules of Shaolin Temple are very strict and it is not a place to talk lightly. If he can't see Master Yunxu this time, he will not be able to pay homage to his master. Let's wait for another opportunity in the future.
Seeing that Ye Qingyu had spoken, Qing Yi and others had no choice but to follow and prepare to leave.
"Wait! Don't leave!" the young monk stopped them.
"Huh?" The two of them stopped and looked over. They had been chasing people away just now, and now their son was about to leave, so why weren't they letting him go?
"Does the abbot really owe you ten thousand taels of silver?" The young monk looked at Qing Yi suspiciously. He had lived in Shaolin Temple for many years, so how could he know the character of a man like Qing Yi?
"Hehe." Qing Yi grinned, neither admitting nor denying.
"Young Master, there is no such thing. We won't bother you anymore." Ye Qingyu denied it calmly.
"Really? Monks don't tell lies, you have to tell the truth." The young monk looked at Qing Yi.
"You don't believe the truth, and you don't believe lies either. I asked you to report to Master Yunxu, but you were lazy and didn't want to go. What else do you want?" As long as Qing Yi opened his mouth, few people could be his opponent, let alone a young monk from Shaolin Temple who was ignorant of the world.
"How am I being lazy?" The young monk's face turned red. He was clearly doing what the abbot ordered, but this person actually said he was lazy. He had never been lazy before!
"Qing Yi, let's go!" Ye Qingyu didn't want Qing Yi to tease the little monk anymore, so he turned around and was about to leave.
"You are not allowed to leave! You wait here, I will go to tell Abbot Bing!" said the young monk angrily.
"Huh? Are you leaving now?" The two looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh in their hearts. This young monk's defense was broken by Qing Yi's one or two words.
"Okay, thank you for your help, little master." Ye Qingyu expressed his gratitude politely.
With a creaking sound, the gate of Shaolin Temple closed.
Ye Qingyu and Qingyi stood outside the temple waiting for news.
"Xiao Ye, isn't Master Yunxu the abbot of Shaolin Temple? Why isn't he seeing guests yet?" Qing Yi asked curiously.
"I don't know." Ye Qingyu was also puzzled. Shaolin Temple was the number one sect in the Central Plains of Chu. How could the abbot not see outsiders?
"Does he know you? It's not like the little monk really made a trip in vain and didn't come to see us, right?" Qing Yi guessed.
At that moment, the temple gate opened, and the young monk poked his head out, his body still inside the gate. He asked, "What was your name just now?"
"Haha, so you forgot my name! I was wondering how you could report it so quickly."
"My name is Ye Qingyu." Ye Qingyu introduced himself.
"Where is he?" the young monk asked the creditor. The abbot he just mentioned owed him ten thousand taels of silver.
"Qing Yi, Master Yunxu will know as soon as you say it." Qing Yi said it very confidently, as if he really had a connection with Master Yunxu.
"Got it!" The young monk remembered it this time and closed the door again.
"When you meet Master Yunxu later, be careful with your words and don't talk nonsense." Ye Qingyu had to remind Qingyi.
"I understand, Xiaoye, is it okay if I don't speak? If they ask, just say I'm a mute." Qing Yi raised his eyebrows and said deliberately.
"..." This kid is really unreasonable! The true thoughts in the heart of the Northwest Prince at this moment.
After a stick of incense had passed, the door opened and it was the same little monk again.
"Donor, please."
"Hey, little master, look, we almost blocked the distinguished guests from entering the door. We just said that Master Yunxu would definitely see us." Qing Yi forgot what he had just said. He wanted to be mute and started to tease the silly little monk.
"But the abbot said he didn't owe you ten thousand taels of silver." The young monk frowned and said, he couldn't tell which of the man's words were true and which were false.
"Hehe, I'll confront him face to face." Qing Yi smiled.
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