Chapter 5489 Master
The young scholar still felt a little surprised and puzzled.
For him?
...
In a few seconds...
The young scholar probably guessed the reason why the woodcutter said this...
He clenched his hands tightly.
He said why he suddenly came to the temple...
The young scholar felt a little irritable and angry.
Didn't I say I'd give him three months...
This is to ask him to agree to the extra conditions, and to take him to see the monk...
One by one, one by one...
It's endless, right?
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"Brother."
The woman who had been paying attention to the young scholar quickly discovered the emotional fluctuations of the young scholar.
She immediately explained, "It was my brother who suggested to you to bring you."
"I happened to know that a monk had arrived at Xiangyun Temple..."
"I think this is a good opportunity."
"You can tell the monk about your situation."
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"I think so too."
The woodcutter turned his head and looked at the young scholar.
"This is also a chance for you."
"Maybe..."
"What can the master help you... maybe..."
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The young scholar pursed his lips.
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"Dongdong~"
A knock on the door sounded.
...
"Come in."
The monk raised the volume slightly.
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The thin monk opened the door.
He moved out of the position.
The little shaman walked steadily towards the monks and the others with four cups of tea.
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The little novice monk moved quickly and divided the tea.
"Please have tea."
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The little novice monk didn't say much.
After the tea was divided, the little shaman took the tray out of the room.
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The thin monk closed the door again.
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"Please use tea."
The monk reached out and picked up the tea cup.
"The tea in Xiangyun Temple is good."
"I hope some donors will like it."
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The woodcutter and the woman had no intention of drinking tea, but seeing the monk drinking tea slowly, they could only suppress their impatientness and picked up the tea cup.
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The young scholar raised his head and drank the tea in the teacup in one go.
The little novice monk appeared by a coincidence, interrupting the young scholar's anger.
After that point, the young scholar was no longer angry.
But there are still some unpleasantness.
It's clear that everyone has agreed...
He promised his brother that he would not chase after the black monster...
They have to toss him again and again...
Are they the same as everyone else...
Just think...
There was something wrong with his mind...
The young scholar unconsciously pinched the tea cup in his hand.
...
The woman looked at the young scholar with some concern.
Just drink tea.
The young scholar actually showed a bit of drinking.
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"Does the donor still want tea?"
The monk looked at the young scholar.
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The young scholar stared at the monk for a while.
Then shake your head.
"No need."
One cup is enough.
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"Does the donor like this tea?"
The monk smiled.
...
The young scholar frowned.
To be honest, he just drank it all, and it was quite a bit like a cow chewing peonies, so he basically didn't taste it.
But now I smacked my mouth a few times, and the rich tea fragrance drifted out.
Um.
The young scholar nodded.
"Not bad."
The tea fragrance is fragrant.
It's a good cup of tea.
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"It's good if the donor likes it."
The monk looked at the woodcutter and the woman.
"What do the two donors think?"
...The woodcutter and the woman were slightly cramped or put down the teacup or held it.
They are different from young scholars.
They usually drink water.
Very rarely drink tea.
I don't know what good tea is...
But the tea the monks asked them to drink was naturally good tea.
They nodded.
"Good tea."
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"Do you like it?"
The monk continued to ask.
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"I like it."
The woodcutter and the woman nodded at the same time.
The fragrance of tea is quite pleasant.
...
The monk nodded slightly with his eyebrows and eyes curled.
"Okay."
"Since the tea is ready, let's talk about other things."
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"Other things?"
The woodcutter subconsciously said.
...
"Yeah."
The monk nodded.
"For example, you are asking me for something."
...
The woodcutter and the woman immediately reacted.
The young scholar looked at his brother and sister-in-law.
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The woodcutter took a deep breath.
"Master."
"We are here for my younger brother this time."
He turned his head and glanced at the young scholar next to him.
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The young scholar had no expression on his face.
It makes people unable to see what he is thinking at this moment?
What kind of mood is it?
...
"Master."
The woodcutter retracted his gaze.
Now that we have reached this point, what else can we hide?
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"This is how it is..."
The woodcutter's voice paused, and then continued, "...my brother doesn't know when it will start..."
"It's said that I saw a black monster."
The woodcutter secretly observed the changes in the monk's expression while talking.
...
The monk's expression did not change at all.
It was like a woodcutter just said something very ordinary.
...
The woodcutter felt a little relieved.
The narrative in my mouth gradually became smoother.
"... Only my brother saw that black monster-"
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"I'm not the only one."
The young scholar interrupted the woodcutter's narrative slightly with a little stiffness.
He wasn't the only one who saw it.
Since he has said everything, he still hopes to restore the facts as much as possible.
...
The woodcutter was stunned.
It's not just my younger brother...
Why not only-
oh!
A flash of inspiration flashed in the woodcutter's mind.
He remembered it.
"Is it just my brother..."
The woodcutter shook his head slightly.
"There is another child."
"That child seemed to have seen the black monster too."
But...
The woodcutter showed a little hesitation, "... In fact, I can't be sure what the child saw was the black monster that his brother saw..."
But this doesn't matter.
No matter what...
"I didn't see the black monster."
"My wife didn't see the black monster."
"The relatives who came to our house did not see the black monster."
The woodcutter paused slightly, and then continued, "So many of us have not seen the black monster."
"Only my brother insisted that he saw it."
"It's true to say that the black monster is."
“…We can’t believe it.”
The woodcutter looked at the monk, "Because we didn't see it."
"My relatives even thought that my younger brother was reading a lot..."
"Please let our younger brother give up studying."
...
The young scholar frowned unconsciously.
Ask his brother to persuade him to give up studying...
Every time I hear my aunt's past actions, the young scholar feels a little unhappy.
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"Master."
The woodcutter's eyes faintly revealed a little enthusiasm and hope.
"What do you think is going on?"
"Is it my brother..."
The woodcutter lowered his voice, "What dirty thing got entangled?"