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Yunnan Branch, a few hours ago.
Bird Feifei and Bear sat on the ground, bored, staring wide-eyed at the white-bearded old man, determined not to let him escape.
Master Jingyuan slowly woke up, "Ouch, my old neck! Which bastard attacked me and punched me?"
Bird Flying smiled: "You're awake."
Master Jingyuan was startled. "Holy crap! Ostrich and black bear, why did you kidnap me?"
Bird Feifei explained simply, "You're under arrest. Stay put, or don't blame us for being impolite."
He gave a wink, and the bear roared, displaying its power.
"Roar! Don't move!"
Master Jingyuan: "..."
These two fairies didn't seem very bright. He tried to escape but found his hands were tied.
These familiar silver handcuffs... Yun Yan is truly his good disciple.
Master Jingyuan lay down and slumped over, asking, "Where are the two people who came with me?"
Bird Feifei covered her mouth and shook her head, while Bear stood indifferently.
The three stared at each other, and Master Jingyuan crossed his legs. "I'm thirsty, pour me a cup of tea."
Bird Flying rolled her eyes. "Criminals don't deserve to drink tea."
Master Jingyuan was furious. "Who told you I'm a criminal? I'm a renowned Taoist priest, the abbot of Yuanqing Temple."
Just then, a Buddhist chant came from outside the door, like the whisper of Buddha, instantly extinguishing the anger like a bucket of cold water.
"Namo Mota, Ayeya..."
As the familiar Great Compassion Mantra resounded, Master Jingyuan excitedly shouted, "Huiming! You're not dead! You've come?!"
“Amitabha, benefactor, you have mistaken me for someone else.”
A bald monk stood at the door, his face blurred by a soft-focus filter, making it impossible for people to see his features clearly; they only thought he was incredibly handsome.
Master Jingyuan looked at the newcomer, his eyes filled with astonishment, "It's you, Huiming's disciple!"
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