novelraw Chapter 1797 - 410: Paradise Beyond the World, Going All Out
Chapter 1797 - 410: Paradise Beyond the World, Going All Out
Yan Xing snorted lightly, seems like the little Monk is quite good at complaining.
Fei Tan looked over indifferently, and when he saw Yan Xing’s face, his pupils suddenly contracted.
"You..."
"You what? Aren’t monks supposed to be free from worldly desires? You can’t take your eyes off me, your senses are impure, this monastery is a scam." Yan Xing yelled with her hands on her hips.
"Master, I’m sorry, she’s not in her right mind, I hope you won’t stoop to her level." Kang Qi politely stepped forward and said.
"Hey, who are you calling not in their right mind? You’re the one with the problem, it’s already good that I’m not stooping to his level, now get out of my way."
"Form is emptiness, emptiness is form, Amitabha, please calm down, Miss," The tall skinny monk showed no sign of anger despite her pointing and cursing, maintaining a calm demeanor indicating a hint of a high monk’s style.
"Hypocrite." Yan Xing snorted coldly.
"Master, please, let Master Huiming save my son, I will do anything you ask, I will donate incense money to the temple, commission a new statue for Buddha... I can even renovate your monastery, as long as you save my son." Lady Baili knelt on the ground, pleading desperately.
"Please get up, benefactor. My Junior Brother is correct, our Master has been traveling the world for a month and is not present in the monastery. However, before leaving, he instructed that this young master has a bond with Buddha. Benefactor, please follow me into the temple, and I will arrange for disciples to chant sutras and pray for him, to remove the source of calamity."
The plump woman wiped her tears, joyfully said, "Madam, the young master has hope now."
Lady Baili couldn’t hide her excitement and ordered, "Quickly... get the young master inside...."
As the group rushed in, Fei Ye glanced at Yan Xing, he was just a kid but still remembered the woman’s fierce scolding and was about to close the monastery door.
"Stop right there." Yan Xing took a few steps over, holding the door open and glaring viciously through the gap: "I haven’t gone in yet, why are you closing the door?"
"This monastery only accepts those with predestined affinity." Fei Ye said stubbornly.
"Are you saying that I am not one of those people?" Yan Xing exerted all her strength to push the door open and squeezed in.
"I’m here to find my sister, get out of my way, do you think I’m fond of being here?"
Fei Ye blocked her path, insistently saying, "You are not allowed to enter."
"Brat, get out of my way."
Fei Ye stubbornly refused to move, being a martial monk, he grabbed Yan Xing’s shoulder in one move, pinning her to the ground, she screamed, "Let me go."
Fei Ye raised his eyebrows, with a boyish display of pride and innocence.
"I’m not letting go, what are you going to do?"
"Fei Ye, let her go." Fei Tan, standing not far away, glanced over with calm, detached eyes, his gray monk robe fluttering in the wind, giving off an otherworldly aura.
"But Senior Brother...."
"Let her go." The two words were soft, yet carried an implicit authoritative weight.
Fei Ye snorted lightly, released his grip and stepped back.
Yan Xing rubbed her shoulder as she got up, "You little brat, I didn’t expect you to be so harsh."
"I know why you have come." Fei Tan said indifferently.
"Since you know, then take me to her."
"Not now."
Yan Xing gritted her teeth, "Why?"
"Fei Ye, take the two benefactors to the guest room in the backyard, you will be responsible for their room and board, If anything comes up, come find me." With that, he turned and drifted away.
"Hey, don’t go, explain it to me...." Yan Xing rushed after him, but he was nowhere in sight.
Fei Ye led the two towards the backyard, the monastery had beautiful scenery, but Yan Xing wasn’t in the mood to appreciate it. She rolled her eyes, then suddenly leaned closer to Fei Ye, asking softly, "Hey, do you know...."
"My name is not ’Hey’, my Buddhist name is Fei Ye." Fei Ye said with a serious expression.
"Alright, alright, Little Master Fei Ye, I’m asking you if there’s a woman in your monastery? She looks decent, skinny and fair, her secular name is Yan Hua, I don’t know her Buddhist name... oh right, I have her photo." Yan Xing quickly fished out a photo from her bag, showing it to Fei Ye, pointing at the person on it, "That’s her, have you seen her?"
Recognizing the person in the photo, Fei Ye’s eyes widened in surprise, isn’t that Senior Fei Xin?
Seeing his expression, Yan Xing knew she was onto something: "Quickly tell me if you’ve seen her? Where is she? Take me to her right away."
Fei Ye continued to walk ahead seriously, saying softly, "I do not know."