Hearing Yang Chengye's words, Kongkong was taken aback for a moment, and then hastily said: "It's old monk Tang who is rude, please don't blame him, come in!"
Void immediately instructed the knowing guest monk: "Go inform the abbots of each hall, and have them come to an emergency meeting in half a time period."
The monk replied with a single word and quickly left.
Xu Kong asked Yang Chengye to come to his Chan room, and immediately a young monk brought up the tea.
With palms joined together in mid-air, he spoke to Yang Cheng again: "Just now was an old monk's mistake, please don't blame the donor!"
Yang Chengye waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter, I came here just to deliver the ashes of Master Juewu and his will."
Yang Chengye took out the letter given to him by Monk Juewu before his death.
Xu Kong looked at the letter, his face getting uglier and uglier, until it was so gloomy that it seemed like water was about to drip from it.
"Slap"
Xu Kong slammed his hand on the table and shouted: "This Jue Xin has actually done such an unforgivable thing, it's simply inexcusable."
After a long time, Void asked Yang Chengye: "Yang Shizhu, I don't know how you found the Awakened Master's nephew?"
Yang Chengye recounted how he had come to Shaolin Temple in search of Guangyuan to cure Han Shizhong's mother, and how he was deceived by Jue Xin into going to Yamenguan. He concluded: "Perhaps it was fate playing tricks on me, for when I finally found Master Guangyuan, his oil had run out and his lamp had gone out, and he would soon leave the world."
"So Master Juewudashi entrusted me to bring his ashes and will to Shaolin, he said the abbot knows what to do."
After listening to Yang Chengye's story, Kongkong sighed and said: "Yang Shizhu, you must be tired from your journey, please rest in our humble temple first."
For half a month, Yang Chengye had been on the road non-stop and was slightly tired, it was time to take a good rest.
"Thanks for your trouble, Master!"
Yang Chengye finished speaking and followed the little monk out of the empty Zen room.
Yang Chengye had just left when ten big monks wearing yellow robes came to the empty Zen room.
Xu Kong looked at everyone and frowned, asking: "Why didn't Jue Xin come?"
Upon hearing this, everyone looked at each other, and except for the Discipline Hall and the Hundred Herb Hall, all twelve halls had basically arrived.
At this time, the first seat of Luohan Hall said: "Master Jue Xin left a few days ago and has not returned yet."
Xu Kong waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I gathered everyone today because there's something we need to discuss."
After hearing Void's words, everyone whispered to each other.
"What's going on that's worth calling everyone over?"
"Is it true that the Golden Army is coming to threaten us into pledging our allegiance to them?"
"Let's just listen to what Zhu Chi has to say first."
At this time, Kong took out the letter and said: "I have received a will from Master Juewu, let's take a look."
"What? The will of Awakened Junior Brother?"
"Master Wukong is dead? How can this be?"
Everyone said, and passed around a letter written by Juewu to read.
After everyone finished watching, Void asked: "I wonder if you have anything to say after watching?"
"Abbot, fellow monks, I think we cannot simply rely on a single urn and a letter to determine that the Awakened One has passed away, nor can we confirm it was done by the Awakened Heart."
"Yes, since Shixiong took over the Discipline Hall, he has been diligent and conscientious, although sometimes a bit strict, but it's impossible for him to do something so despicable."
"Scriptures, that's right. Since the scriptures were mentioned, why didn't that donor with the surname Yang mention anything about them? Could it be that he killed Guanyu and Guangxin to get his hands on the scriptures?"
"In my opinion, we should arrest that donor with the surname Yang and make him hand over the scriptures."
Seeing everyone's one-word responses, Kenben couldn't come up with a good idea, so he sighed silently and thought to himself: "It seems I still need to ask for the two masters' advice."
"Alright everyone, let's head back for now. I'll consult with the two senior masters and make a decision later," said Kongkong loudly.
Xukong and Shang finished speaking and left his Zen room, walking in the direction of the Scripture Library.
Yang Chengye left the empty Zen room, and Xia Shami arranged a room for him. Coincidentally, the room Xia Shami arranged for Yang Chengye was actually the same room he stayed in last time.
After Xiaoyi left, Yang Chengye simply washed up and went to the Scripture Pavilion.
Since you've come to Shaolin Temple, you should take a look at that cheap little monk Jueyuan.
Yang Chengye arrived at the Cangjing Pavilion with ease, and at this time, the Cangjing Pavilion was still being protected to prevent someone from coming again to steal the scriptures.
Yang Chengye bowed his hands to the two monks guarding the scripture pavilion: "Please inform Jueyuan that it is his brother who wants to see him."
After hearing Yang Chengye's words, two monks looked at him suspiciously. One of the monks said: "Wait!"
The monk finished speaking and entered the scripture storage pavilion.
Before long, a small figure rushed out.
That figure moved quickly and appeared in front of Yang Chengye in the blink of an eye.
"Big brother, it's really you!"
Jueyuan, the little monk, looked at Yang Chengye and smiled.
Yang Chengye smiled and patted Jue Yuan's bald head, saying: "It's been a year since we last met, little guy has grown up quite a bit."
Seeing Yang Chengye, Yueyang also became very excited and asked with concern: "I don't know if Big Brother has practiced the Easy Tendon Art? Has the internal injury on his body recovered?"
Yang Chengye smiled and said: "It's already healed, and his skills have improved a lot."
"Go, let big brother see if you've made progress."
Yang Chengye finished speaking and took Zhen Yuan away from the Scripture Pavilion.
Yang Chengye and the other person had just left when Kongkong arrived at the Scripture Pavilion and walked straight in.
The third floor of the Scripture Pavilion, two old monks, one fat and one thin, looked at the void together.
"Empty words, is what you're saying true?"
The thin old monk asked the empty space: "This matter is related to the reputation of the head of the Vinaya Hall, do you think Juexin could have done such a thing?"
Xu Kong replied: "I reported to Master Shu, I also think that Jue Xin is unlikely to do such a despicable thing, but the letter written by Jue Wu's nephew makes one have no choice but to believe."
The thin old monk thought for a moment, then said: "In that case, send someone to investigate at Yanmen Pass. If it's true as written in the letter of awareness, then the mind is greatly rebellious and disloyal, deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors. According to temple rules, severe punishment should be meted out."
"Yes, disciple has taken note!"
Xukong bowed and left the Scripture Pavilion.
As for what happened at Shaolin Temple, Yang Chengye didn't care at all and after parting with Jueyuan he returned to his room and slept soundly.
On the second day, Yang Chengye bid farewell to Xu Kong, and Xu Kong's repeated attempts to persuade him to stay were rejected by Yang Chengye.
Looking at Yang Chengye's back, Kongkong summoned two monks and said: "You two, one go to Yamen Pass to investigate the matter of enlightenment and awareness, and the other follow Yang Chengye, wherever he goes and whoever he meets, you must remember."
Yang Chengye descended from Mount Shaoshi and rode his horse towards Xiangyang.
On this day, I suddenly saw many beggars walking in twos and threes, all heading in the direction of Xiangyang.
All respected readers, if you like it, please don't hesitate to cast your monthly tickets and recommendation tickets, and take the time to collect them, thank you!
(End of chapter)
