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Chapter 571 - 572: Master Xuankong_1

Chapter 571: Chapter 572: Master Xuankong_1

"As for Hui Jue, I believe he too will not admit to it, but the plain noodles on the table do serve as evidence." Explaining the matter regarding Hui Jue was indeed troublesome, and at this point, the only thing that could be utilized was the few bowls of plain noodles on the dining table.

Moreover, it was difficult for him to speak the words that suggested Hui Jue intended to defile Ye Xiyao, as it would be an immense insult to Xiyao.

"What’s wrong with the plain noodles? The person lying on the dining table is your companion, right? Has he been hurt?" A monk quickly stepped forward to check, but he did not consider the possibility of drugging; instead, he thought that perhaps Brother Hui Jue had injured Li Changlin’s companion, which is what caused Li Changlin’s fierce anger.

"We did not touch those two bowls of plain noodles. If Master doesn’t mind, you can taste them yourself." Li Changlin glanced over and spoke indifferently.

"Enough, I know now." At this moment, Master Kongxuan, who had remained silent, finally spoke up.

When Li Changlin mentioned the plain noodles, Master Kongxuan had already detected a certain substance in the noodles, instantly grasping the situation in his mind.

"Uncle Master."

"Master."

"What on earth is going on?"

Without any tests conducted, the other monks naturally did not understand the mystery within the plain noodles.

So, hearing Master Kongxuan speak, many began calling out in confusion.

"It’s alright, it’s over now. Please help Huitong and Hui Jue down, and watch over them. Additionally, take the Patron to a guest room to settle down. Everyone else, disperse." Master Kongxuan looked somewhat dejected, weakly waving his hand.

He also felt a tinge of sadness in his heart, having never imagined that the disciple he had carefully nurtured would turn out to be such a despicable wretch.

"Yes!"

The monks did not dare to oppose Master Kongxuan’s decision and, without any choice, bowed in agreement.

Several monks quickly organized themselves and carried Huitong, Hui Jue, and the guide out of the hall.

"Master, may we also leave now?" Seeing Master Kongxuan’s arrangements, Li Changlin finally let out a sigh of relief.

This old monk was truly formidable; he himself had no confidence in confronting him.

To be able to fly through the void—such a feat was only achievable by a Xujing Master.

But when could he reach such a level himself!

Li Changlin’s heart was filled with anticipation, believing that as long as he could acquire enough Skill Cards, it wouldn’t be long before he too could advance to the Pseudo-Strength Level!

"Patron, please wait." Seeing Li Changlin and Ye Xiyao preparing to leave, Master Kongxuan hurriedly raised his hand and called out, "Please wait, Patrons. There is something I must discuss with Patron Ye."

"Me?" Ye Xiyao slightly startled, said, "Master, what is it that you wish to discuss with me?"

"Strange, this old monk, could he also be a fan of Xiyao?" Li Changlin was also slightly taken aback and couldn’t help but cast an extra curious glance at Master Kongxuan.

"Patron Ye, I have been waiting for you for a long time." Yet, as soon as Master Kongxuan opened his mouth, both Ye Xiyao and Li Changlin were filled with astonishment. He looked at Ye Xiyao calmly and said with a prolonged sigh, "Twenty years, it has been twenty years since I parted with Old Patron Ye!"

"Lame Grandpa? Master, you knew my grandfather?" Ye Xiyao was momentarily excited upon hearing this.

The "Old Patron Ye" mentioned by Master Kongxuan was naturally not her.

"Lame Grandpa?" Master Kongxuan paused, then realized, "Yes indeed, this old monk had an unusual encounter with him back in the day, even checked his body for Patron Ye."

Recalling this matter, something seemed to stir in Master Kongxuan’s memory, prompting him to take another few glances at Ye Xiyao.

"Alas, a congenital terminal meridian is just that, it seems that this young patron’s lifespan is not much longer!" Master Kongxuan sighed deeply to himself, but did not utter these words aloud.

"I didn’t expect you to have known Lame Grandpa," Ye Xiyao, unaware of Master Kongxuan’s internal sigh, looked up at him with anxious eyes and asked, "Master, do you know where my grandfather went? For so many years, this is the first time I have met someone who knew my grandfather, could you..."

"Patron Ye, this old monk understands what you want to ask," Master Kongxuan raised his hand to stop Ye Xiyao before she could finish, "Where exactly Patron Ye Sr. has gone, I do not know. However, five years ago, someone brought a box, saying it was entrusted by your grandfather for me to keep. If one day you came to Tielan Temple, I was to hand this box over to you."

"Grandpa left me a box?" Ye Xiyao was slightly taken aback, then it dawned on her that the box might contain clues to Lame Grandpa’s whereabouts, so she quickly said, "Master, that box, can you give it to me now?"

"Of course," Master Kongxuan nodded, then added, "The box has been kept in the Scripture Pavilion. The two patrons may wait here, I will go and fetch it for you now."

"Then I’ll trouble you, Master," Ye Xiyao promptly put her hands together respectfully and said.

"Thanks a lot, Master," Li Changlin also gave a salute with his hands clenched in front of him.

Unexpectedly, this trip to Tielan Temple turned out to hold such a discovery.

"Thus, please wait here a moment, patrons," Master Kongxuan said as the Scripture Pavilion was a crucial area of the temple that he obviously could not bring them to.

After greeting them, Master Kongxuan turned and left the hall.

"Brother Changlin, Xiyao finally has a lead on Lame Grandpa!" Searching for so many years, she never expected the turning point to come at Tielan Temple.

If only she could find Lame Grandpa within her lifetime, how wonderful that would be!

At this point, Ye Xiyao’s heart was brimming with hope.

Even though her fate could not be changed, and she could die at any time before the age of twenty-four, Ye Xiyao did not entertain a single thought of despair.

Finding Brother Changlin and Lame Grandpa, she felt, was the happiest thing.

Being with the two people she loved the most, even if she were to die in the next moment, there would be no regrets in her heart!

Master Kongxuan didn’t keep them waiting long before returning.

This time, he held an old-fashioned rectangular box in his hands.

The box’s material was indistinguishable, and when Ye Xiyao took it from him, she could only feel its weight, at least around twenty pounds or so.

"Thank you, Master," Ye Xiyao said, holding the box and bowing slightly.

"Patron Ye, you are too kind, this was but a trust from an old friend, and this old monk was merely safeguarding it," Master Kongxuan said with a smile, and then continued, "I have instructed the kitchen to remake the vegetarian noodles, I am truly sorry for the earlier incident."

With that, Master Kongxuan put his palms together and chanted Amitabha.

Seeing this, Li Changlin and Ye Xiyao promptly returned the gesture.

"Then, this old monk shall take his leave. If the patrons have any matter, they can have someone from the temple inform me at the Scripture Pavilion at any time. As for the matter concerning Huitong and Hui Jue, I have also informed the abbot, who has already reported it to the police," said Master Kongxuan, before turning around and leaving the hall.