Yang Chengye did not expect that the first volume of "Jiuyin Zhenjing" would really fall into the hands of Juewu Monk.
Yang Chengyi said to Juewu, "Master, to be honest with you, the 'Nine Yin Manual' was written by my master."
"The scripture is divided into two volumes, the lower volume has been passed down to me by my master, but the upper volume is hidden at Yanmen Pass, and before his death, my master ordered me to come to Yanmen Pass to retrieve it."
Yang Chengye then told Monk Juewu about Huang Shan's story and said: "So this time I came to Yumen Pass for two reasons, one is to find you, Master, and the other is to fulfill my master's last wish."
After listening to Yang Chengye's story, he sighed and muttered: "I really didn't expect that there would be such a strange person in the world. Unfortunately, I have no fate to meet him."
"Master Yang Shi, take me to the Wild Goose Pagoda Temple. I will hand over the scriptures to you, and it can be considered as returning the objects to their rightful owner!"
Yang Chengye nodded and once again slung Guo Rou's body over his shoulder before striding out of the tent.
At this time, Bai Lete and his daughter were standing outside the tent with the remaining Tatars.
Yang Chengye came out and was completely shaken, especially the defeat of Bi Lie tea is not to mention how regretful it was. At that time, he should not have listened to Jue Xing's eloquent words, now not only did he gain nothing, but also lost half of the tribe's warriors, and the entire tribe became a bottom-dwelling existence on the grasslands.
Yang Chengye raised his hand and slapped the flagpole in the field, which was tens of feet high. The flagpole suddenly collapsed with a loud noise, crushing dozens of tents.
Yang Chengye said loudly: "You listen, the heavens have a good life virtue, today just let you go, if in the future you still think of revenge, this flagpole will be your fate."
As soon as Yang Chengye's voice fell, the flagpole that had fallen to the ground turned into wood chips and was blown away by the wind.
Bi Lie Cha brought two members of the Tataer tribe, carrying two red wooden boxes, and ran to Yang Chengye, saying: "Great hero, rest assured, we will reform and never commit crimes again."
"These are some small tokens from our tribe, please accept them with a smile."
Biliecha finished speaking and ordered the two men to open the red wooden box. Suddenly, a flash of light appeared, causing Yang Chengye's eyes to widen in shock.
Only two red wooden boxes were filled with gold and silver, as well as silver notes, pearls, agate, coral, and antique jade artifacts.
Yang Chengye looked at these full and overflowing things, and secretly sighed in his heart: "My goodness, if all this stuff were converted into money, it would be a fortune!"
However, Yang Chengye only sighed and did not show any greed, taking out a dozen or so silver notes and two ingots of silver from it.
Yang Chengye said: "To be honest, I am now penniless, and these can also serve as a farewell gift."
"As for the rest, you'd better take it back. After all, your tribe has suffered heavy losses and the wounded need to be treated, and the tribe needs to be rebuilt. There are many places where money is needed."
After hearing Yang Chengye's words, Bi Lie and others were instantly moved to tears, and they all bowed down to Yang Chengye.
Yang Chengye's actions were seen by Juewuduo and he showed some appreciation.
Yang Chengye didn't bother with Bi Lie and his tea party, he simply turned around and headed south with Monk Juewu.
At this time, the sky had already lit up, and Yang Chengye carried the Awakened Monk at a moderate speed, neither fast nor slow. By sunset, he arrived at Yanmen Temple.
Seeing the former prosperity of Yandemen Temple now become ruins, the monk Juewu loudly recited Buddha's name and said: "It is old monk who implicated Yandemen Temple, also implicated Master Kongming."
Yang Chengye advised: "Master, the deceased is gone, now is not the time to be sentimental. The main culprit has escaped, it's better for us to catch him as soon as possible, lest he harm people again in the future."
"The donor's words make sense, I've been fooled by him!"
The abbot said: "I will write a letter now, Master, and you can give it to the abbot of our humble temple. He will know what to do."
"Master, you..."
Yang Chengye looked at Juewu, but he didn't understand what he meant.
Juewu waved his hand to stop Yang Chengye from continuing.
"The old monk's time has come, and he is too weak to make it back to Shaolin Temple."
The abbot said: "After the old monk's nirvana, please ask the donor to send the old monk's ashes back to Shaolin Temple, and the old monk will also be considered as having completed his merits!"
Yang Chengye responded with a "yes" and said: "I will definitely get it done!"
Juewu nodded with a smile and said: "The scriptures are hidden under that pillar, Master Shu can take them for himself..."
The monk had just begun to speak when his head fell to one side and he died.
Yang Chengye cremated the body of Juewudang, put the ashes in a jar, then dug out the first volume of "Jiuyin Zhenjing" under that pillar, left Yandemen Temple and returned to Yandemen Pass at the moment when the city gate was about to close.
It was still that inn, and although the lanterns had just been lit, there were no fewer patrons entering and exiting.
Yang Chengye had just walked into the inn with the ashes of Juewu when suddenly a group of robust men surrounded him.
Yang Chengye coldly gazed at them without asking a question.
"The shopkeeper lives in a luxurious house and eats luxurious meals!"
At this time, the shopkeeper brought over a middle-aged man wearing a long gown and with two long braids.
This person is the owner of this inn and is a kind man.
The boss looked at Yang Chengye and asked: "Little guy, is it you who stayed in the hotel without paying and also ate a tyrant's meal?"
Yang Chengye said in a cold voice: "Who says I won't pay? I just said that I want to pay the accommodation fee and the food and drink fee together."
"Don't believe me? Go ask your shop assistant."
After hearing Yang Chengye's words, the boss looked at the shopkeeper and asked: "Is what he said true?"
Seeing the boss's stern gaze, the shopkeeper shrank his neck and said in a severe tone: "Boss, didn't you say that the lodging fee and food bill would be settled separately?"
Besides, Xiao saw that he had nothing valuable on him and his clothes were tattered and worn out, so there was no silver to begin with...
When the shopkeeper said that Yang Chengye had no silver, a large piece of silver suddenly appeared in Yang Chengye's hand, weighing over 100 taels. The shopkeeper saw it and immediately stopped talking.
"Do you really think I don't have money to pay and want to eat for free?"
Yang Chengye sneered at the shop assistant, then said to the boss: "This boss, I think you're also a person who values quality, how can you use such a helper? It's bound to ruin your signboard sooner or later."
Yang Chengye said with a pretentious pitiful shake of his head.
At this time, the boss stared intently at the hundred taels of silver in Yang Chengye's hand. Who said they didn't pay? They were the gold master after all.
Suddenly hearing Yang Chengye's words, the boss was instantly furious, pinched the ears of the shopkeeper and threw him out of the inn, scolding: "You blind thing, how dare you look down on people with dog eyes, you're fired, get out of here!"
The young shop assistant knelt outside the inn, wailing and shouting: "Boss, this is not my fault! I've been doing things according to your rules, please don't fire me!"
"What a racket!"
The boss shouted angrily and ordered: "Come on, break one of his legs for me!"
Upon hearing their boss's order, those burly men surrounding Yang Chengye rushed out and grabbed the young shop assistant.
The shop assistant saw something was wrong and ran away immediately.
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