The little monk was so frightened by Chu Yu that he immediately shrank back into the doorway, only his small bald head showing.
He repeated himself, trembling, "Our abbot said that we are not receiving guests today... today."
"Please, esteemed benefactors, do not insist."
After speaking, he respectfully performed a Buddhist ritual.
"Go and tell your abbot that we have come sincerely to apologize."
The young monk looked at Chu Yu, who was speaking. Being so young, he trembled as soon as Chu Yu gave him a cold, sharp look.
He quickly closed the door and ran into the temple.
The hurried footsteps were clearly audible.
"Hey, why are you walking so fast?"
Yong Heng, panting heavily, asked Chu Yu, who was standing at the temple gate, about what they had done.
Tu Er crossed her arms and looked back at Yong Heng, who was sweating profusely. She bluntly pointed out, "It's because you're too slow. You've made such a mess of such a short distance."
Yongheng felt truly wronged upon hearing this. Was this a road? These were a solid nine hundred and ninety steps, each step over a foot high!
Listen to what he's saying! Is this his problem? Huh?!
However, even the smallest flower seemed to be breathing heavily, which made him doubt himself.
Is it really his problem?
Reaching the door, he asked, "What's wrong? Why aren't you going in?"
"You're not even the abbot of your Qingshan Temple yet, what a big shot you are!"
They said they're not seeing any guests today!
Hearing what Tu Er said, Yong Heng felt a little strange and casually wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.
"Really? Abbot Shangde here is the kindest and most compassionate. He treats all pilgrims equally and will not avoid them."
After saying this, Yongheng knocked on the temple door, but no one came for a long time.
After a long while, the door slowly opened.
The abbot, dressed in a kasaya, twirled prayer beads in his hand and had a compassionate expression; he was clearly a highly accomplished monk. Behind him followed a young monk who had come to open the door.
"Amitabha."
"Esteemed benefactors, you have come from afar. I am deeply sorry that I have failed to greet you properly."
"What are you saying, Abbot Shangde?"
"It was a few of us who disturbed Abbot Shangde's quiet practice."
After Gu Xi finished speaking, Shang De did not continue to refuse.
He simply asked, "May I ask what brings you all here?"
"It's nothing important, I just came to apologize for disturbing your temple the day before yesterday."
After Chu Yu finished speaking, he stared intently at Abbot Shangde in front of him.
Abbot Shangde's eyes were calm as he said indifferently, "The benefactors are doing this to investigate the Black Wind Bandits, which is a good deed, and Shangde will not take it to heart."
"Now that everything is settled, please return home, gentlemen. Amitabha."
Having said that, without waiting for Chu Yu and the others to say anything more, he walked straight inside. The little monk struggled to close the door, and they could even hear him bolting it shut.
"this......"
Yongheng was completely baffled. When he and Zhu Xiaoyi came here, Abbot Shangde was not like this.
Why did things suddenly turn out like this today?
"Let's go."
This wasn't the place to talk, so the group turned around and flew back to the Fourth Prince's residence in Yongheng on their swords.
It's just a pity for Yongheng. He had only climbed up and hadn't even had a chance to rest before he had to rush back.
While sword control may look easy, it actually requires spiritual power and cultivation; it's not a simple task.
Otherwise, wouldn't cultivators all over the world be able to fly freely?
What are your thoughts?
After taking his seat, Chu Yu looked at everyone and asked for their opinions first.
Yongheng plopped down in the armchair without any regard for appearances. "What else could I possibly be thinking?"
"I'm exhausted!! All that back and forth! Not only did I not find anything, but my legs are completely useless!!"
If you spend money, you can completely ignore Yongheng's words.
He looked at Gu Xi and asked, "Gu Xi, have you discovered anything?"
Before Gu Xi could reply, Tu Er retorted, "What could he possibly discover? It's just the same old stuff."
Hua turned her head and looked at Tu Er with a dangerous smile, "Tu Er, then tell me, what have you discovered?"
I rubbed my wrists; they were so itchy from not being active in so long. I smiled at Tu Er, wondering what he would say!
"Just say it, what's so difficult about that?"
"That host is clearly not an ordinary person."
"Hmm, and then what?"
"And then, and then..."
Tu Er really couldn't come up with anything else, but not wanting to lose face in front of Hua, he just made something up.
"I suspect that Abbot Shangde is inextricably linked to the Black Wind Bandits!"
Hua had put down his hand to do the activity, but unexpectedly, Tu Er guessed correctly by sheer chance.
Tu Er was prepared to be mocked by Hua, but after a while he didn't hear any sound. He looked up and saw their expressions, and breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Hua had guessed correctly.
In an instant, he was back to his smug self.
"See? What's so difficult about this?"
Forget it, it's not like we just met today. I'll just turn my head away and see it, better not to see it at all!
"That Abbot Shangde is indeed strange!"
Gu Xi frowned as she recalled Abbot Shangde's behavior earlier, finding it increasingly strange.
"Speaking of which, I feel the same way. In the past, Zhu Xiaoyi and I often went to Qingshan Temple. Every time the abbot saw us, his attitude was not exactly warm, but it was never like this today."
Today, Abbot Shangde's attitude towards him was so cold that he suspected that Abbot Shangde might not even have noticed him.
"We hadn't said anything when we were on the mountain, and the abbot had already mentioned the Black Wind Bandits!"
Chu Yu's words made everyone suddenly understand, and they said that they were surprised because the crux of the problem was right there!
"Yes, I remember now. Before we could say anything, the host mentioned the Black Wind Bandit!"
"Judging from this, he probably knows everything about your sneaking into Qingshan Temple the day before yesterday!"
After Tu Er finished speaking, he glanced at Chu Yu and the others.
Even disregarding Chu Yu's presence, Hua and Gu Xi would not be unaware if someone were secretly spying on them.
The other party is merely a mortal; there's absolutely no chance of escaping under their watchful eyes!
Clearly, Gu Xi and the others had also considered this possibility; if that were the case...
"Could someone have tipped us off?"
Hua looked at everyone, tilted her head, and said something.
Upon hearing this, Yong Heng immediately waved his hand.
"Impossible. Our trip to Qingshan Temple that day was a spur-of-the-moment decision. Only a few of us knew about it."
"But the result is right before our eyes, and there is no other reason."
"It's gone. Maybe we found it when we went up the mountain?"
That day, besides Chu Yu and Hua, only Uncle Zhang knew their plans. Uncle Zhang used to be the chief eunuch in the palace who took care of him, and he was used to having Uncle Zhang serve him.
Over the years, the bond between him and Uncle Zhang has become extraordinary. Anyone else might betray him, but Uncle Zhang would never do so!
"Impossible! At that time, only we and Gu Xi's group were on the back mountain of Qingshan Temple!"
Chu Yu was absolutely certain that there was no one else but them!
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