Max Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey…?
Chapter 572: Brought Back

Chapter 572: Chapter 572: Brought Back

"Didn’t our ancestor say we were supposed to entertain the pilgrims?"

"Where is everyone?"

Xia Xin muttered to himself, arms laden with groceries, as he headed straight for the side hall.

Upon entering the side hall, Xia Xin immediately saw Jiangli’s table laden with various boxes—some empty, some half-eaten, and others barely touched.

All of them were kinds of delicious food.

Jiangli was gnawing on a king crab.

It wasn’t clear which generous pilgrim had brought it.

Seeing this scene, Xia Xin was astonished and couldn’t believe his eyes as he walked over, "Ancestor... is all this food provided by the visitors from outside?"

Jiangli nodded, having just scooped out a bite of crab leg and tossed it into her mouth before speaking, "Yeah, Cai Wenxin and the others mentioned on the forum that I like good food, so today everyone who came to offer incense brought some delicious items! Come and try, it’s really good!"

Xia Xin looked at the table full of delicious food, his mouth twitching involuntarily, no wonder the ancestor wasn’t in the main hall.

Turns out, she was here enjoying a feast.

But...

These people really knew how to hit the spot.

Xia Xin glanced at Jiangli, who was eating contentedly, and then at the vegetables in his hand, "It seems we don’t have to cook lunch today."

With so much food to finish, he couldn’t believe the ancestor would still be able to eat more.

Jiangli looked over at the abundant leftovers and agreed, "No need to cook lunch, just go and welcome someone at the door, then come back and join me. I can’t finish all this by myself."

Since early morning, she hadn’t stopped receiving pilgrims.

She truly had her fill.

Xia Xin saw that there indeed were many untouched delicacies left, considering that Jiangli alone wouldn’t be able to finish everything, and it was time for lunch, he thought it was indeed time to eat.

But...

Welcome someone?

Xia Xin curiously asked, "Ancestor, who’s coming over? It’s already noon, and by this time, people don’t usually come to offer incense, right?"

According to Xuanmen’s rules, offering incense is done in the morning, and it’s best not to do so in the afternoon.

At the mention of visitors, Jiangli finished the last piece of crab meat and slumped into her chair, "You’ll know when you get there."

With a head full of question marks, Xia Xin walked to the main gate just in time to hear a knocking sound.

How timely...

Xia Xin smacked his lips and went over, only to see Chu Xi standing outside the half-open gate, cradling a bulging red cloth in his arms.

It looked like it contained quite a lot.

Unable to use his hands, Chu Xi had to knock at the door with his elbow.

"Master Xia Xin." When Chu Xi saw Xia Xin, he immediately gave a slight bow, "I’ve come to see the Abbot."

Xia Xin said, "The Abbot was just saying we were expecting a visitor. Mr. Chu, please come in."

Chu Xi stepped in following behind Xia Xin, feeling surprised, yet not too surprised, "The Abbot is indeed impressive, knowing already that I’ve come back..."

Xia Xin was leading him to the side hall, "By the way, Mr. Chu, how come it’s not your father who’s coming over? The Abbot said it had to be your father personally who brings her back."

Chu Xi immediately explained, "Indeed, it was my father who personally exhumed the remains and brought them back, but somehow, he fell sick on the way. After we arrived in the city, his fever worsened, and he lapsed into unconsciousness. My mother was worried and had to take him to the hospital first. I was afraid that once we entered the hospital, it would be difficult to explain these ..." He gestured to the cloth he was carrying, "so I decided to bring my third sister over first."

Xia Xin uttered an "Oh" in understanding, "I see, that’s how it is. Well, come on in."

Chu Xi’s face was taut as he nodded.

He followed Xia Xin into the side hall.

As soon as he entered, Chu Xi saw a table full of delicacies and was slightly dazed, as if he had entered the wrong place—not a Taoist Temple but some trendy restaurant.

He was somewhat disoriented.

Jiangli, who had eaten her fill, glanced at the item in his hand and moved to a different seat, "Did you manage to bring it back?"