Chapter 226 You're pretty brave, aren't you?
"You!" Wu Chen couldn't argue with Qing Yi at all.
"Qingyi, watch your words." Ye Qingyu had to speak up. Couldn't this kid really just be quiet for a while?
"I know, I know. It was just fun to see how he looked just now!" Qing Yi smiled awkwardly, not daring to disobey Ye Qingyu.
"How do you know it's poisoned?" Wu Chen stared at Qing Yi.
"I just looked with my eyes, I didn't take the pulse." Qing Yi said it casually. It was not clear whether it was due to old age and serious illness, or he was really poisoned.
"Amitabha! Three years ago, the abbot caught a cold and has been feeling unwell ever since. He consulted a doctor, but no signs of poisoning were found. He took medicine for a long time, but there was no improvement. Later, he stopped taking medicine and always said that his time of passing away was approaching." Wu Chen said.
"How old is he?" Qing Yi asked curiously.
"More than one hundred and twenty." Wu Chen seemed unsure.
"Haha, he's so old, he's lived a long life!" Qing Yi sighed. He didn't expect that Master Yunxu was older than his master.
"Amitabha! What do you mean?" Wu Chen was immediately furious when he heard this. What was this kid saying? What do you mean by living long enough? Isn't this cursing our abbot?
"Hey, hey, what are you doing? Want to fight? What did I say?" Qing Yi saw that the little monk was angry again and looked at him in confusion.
"How dare you curse our abbot!" Wu Chen shouted angrily.
"Hey, little monk, when did I curse him? Aren't you wrongly accusing a good man?"
"You just said he lived a long life!"
"Uh, yes, isn't it a fact that he lived a long life? How can you curse him? He is older than my master and the Martial Saint, and it's still not long enough. Haha, don't worry, these old immortals can withstand the tossing and are guaranteed to live to a thousand years old." Qing Yi was smart. He smoothed over his words as he spoke. It was the bad-tempered little monk who was too suspicious. He didn't mean it at all.
"..." Wu Chen didn't know what to say after hearing this. He looked at Ye Qingyu.
I just heard the conversation between the abbot and Ye Qingyu, and I know that the person in front of me is the little prince of the Northwest, the disciple of Master Kongkong, of noble status, and can also be considered a Shaolin disciple. Perhaps he can find a way. With the abbot's current physical condition, even with the strong Shaolin internal force to protect his body, he can only delay for a year and a half.
"Master Wu Chen, I will definitely find a way to get a famous doctor to treat Master Yun Xu, so please rest assured."
"Amitabha, very good, very good. Thank you very much, young prince." Wu Chen put his hands together to express his gratitude.
He led Ye Qingyu and Qingyi through many twists and turns until they arrived at a quiet courtyard in the innermost part of the temple.
"Young prince, please go in. I will be waiting outside the courtyard." Wu Chen put his hands together, bowed to the gate of the courtyard, and then said.
"Well, thank you." Ye Qingyu also politely returned the greeting and stepped into the yard, with Qingyi following closely behind.
The courtyard is extremely quiet, and the sunlight shining through the gaps between the lush branches and leaves of the tall trees makes it even more peaceful.
Ye Qingyu reached out, pushed open the door, and walked in.
Qing Yi followed behind without saying a word. He guessed in his heart that Master Xiao Ye's tablet must have been placed here, and Xiao Ye was thoughtful in bringing him here.
Qing Yi thought to himself: I must pay my respects to Xiao Ye's master and pray that he will bless Xiao Ye and me to have smooth sailing, grow old together, and love each other forever.
However, when he followed Ye Qingyu into the room, he looked up and Qing Yi screamed "Ah!" in fright. It was not that he was timid, but he did not expect it to be like this inside.
Qing Yi took a step back and hid behind Ye Qingyu, holding his arm tightly.
"Qing Yi, it's okay. This is my master's physical body." Ye Qingyu patted the frightened Qing Yi soothingly.
"Ah, I...Oh my God...Um, Xiaoye, I'm fine, I'm fine!" Qing Yi recovered and let go of his hand, but did not move forward, still behind Ye Qingyu.
He originally thought that there was only a memorial tablet inside, but what he saw was actually the real body of a monk sitting cross-legged on a high couch in the middle. His skin was probably weathered, his eyes and teeth were protruding, his nose and face were covered with weathered and blackened flesh, he was wearing a golden robe, and the scars on his bald head were clearly visible.
Qing Yi has been afraid of the dark and ghosts since he was a child. When he saw the monk sitting in front of him, he was really shocked.
Ye Qingyu picked up the incense on the table, lit it with the candlestick next to it, handed three sticks to Qingyi, took three more for himself, and knelt on the mat. Seeing this, Qingyi moved from behind Ye Qingyu, knelt down, kowtowed three times, and inserted the incense into the incense burner.
"Master, your disciple is here to see you. You said that I am not allowed to see you unless it is something serious. This time, I am here to bring Qingyi to see you." Ye Qingyu whispered softly.
"Master, nice to meet you. Please take care of me." Qing Yi looked at the person who had just scared him with a relaxed tone. No, it was the physical body of Master Kong Kong. Seeing Xiao Ye's attachment to the master, Qing Yi looked up again. The golden thread Gasha was shining in the candlelight, and he felt it was a little sacred and not so scared anymore.
"Master, his name is Qingyi. He is a little timid. Please be patient with him." There seemed to be a smile in Ye Qingyu's tone.
"Well, I'm not timid, am I? Xiaoye is not like you. You should have informed me in advance. How embarrassing! Master, I'm sorry for what happened just now. I was not mentally prepared and was a bit rude. In fact, I am very brave and not timid at all. My name is Qingyi. I am your disciple's most beloved one. I came to visit you. We will be a family in the future. Well, you can enjoy the incense here. You don't have to follow us." Qingyi muttered to himself, trying to calm down the shock in his heart.
"Qingyi, speak nicely." Ye Qingyu reminded.
"I understand, Xiaoye. I just want to clarify things with our master. I'm not a coward, and I'm quite capable. Master Kongkong, don't worry, I will take good care of Xiaoye. Please bless us too."
Seeing Qing Yi lowering his head, not daring to look at his master, Ye Qingyu said slowly, "Qing Yi, look, the master is smiling."
When Qing Yi heard this, he immediately felt his hair stand on end, and looked curiously at the true form of Master Kong Kong in front of him.
"How can you laugh?" Qing Yi looked up and saw that he was still the same as before, with protruding eye sockets and teeth exposed. He couldn't help but look at Ye Qingyu's smiling face again, and then he realized that it was Xiao Ye who was teasing him.
"Xiao Ye!" Qing Yi glared at Ye Qingyu, trying to scare him on purpose.
"Master always says I'm boring and cold, so he must like someone like you. If you don't look up, how can he see what you look like?"
"Oh! I'm such a good person that everyone must like me! But if even Master Kongkong likes me, then I would still feel very honored." Qing Yi once again demonstrated his ability to speak.
"Let's go. We won't disturb Master anymore. May Master ascend to heaven soon." Ye Qingyu saluted Master Kongkong's body, and Qingyi also followed suit.
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