Chapter 595: Chapter 186: Monk? Evil Monk! The So-Called Instant Enlightenment! (10,000-word Mega Chapter, Please Subscribe)_5
"But it was too dark, and those few people weren’t carrying lanterns, so I couldn’t see clearly who they were. It seemed like there were about four of them!"
After hearing this report from the little novice monk, all the monks present furrowed their brows.
Hui Mu said, "Brother Hui Gen, in the dead of night, it’s unlikely that anyone would come to offer incense and worship the Buddha, right? I’m afraid there’s something fishy going on! And this scene here is not meant to be seen by outsiders."
"If it were one or two people, it might be okay, but with three or four people, it’s quite possible that one of them could be lucky enough to escape. Once the Imperial Surveillance Commission learns about it..."
"Enough," Abbot Hui Gen interrupted, "Take this donor to the side room immediately, clean up the bloodstains on the ground, and gag his mouth to prevent him from shouting."
After a pause, he continued, "Brother Hui Mu, accompany the old monk to meet them. If they are just incense guests seeking to worship the Buddha, let them burn incense and then send them away."
"If they are some troublemakers coming to cause a disturbance," the abbot narrowed his eyes, "then let them achieve Buddhahood right here tomorrow night."
His voice was calm, but it sent shivers down the spines of many monks present.
The old abbot held considerable sway in Longhe Temple.
Not one monk dared to disobey his orders.
One by one, the monks sprang into action.
Meanwhile, Abbot Hui Gen, along with his lantern-bearing disciple Hui Mu, walked towards the main gate of Longhe Temple.
Then...
They indeed encountered several people.
Although there was a distance between them, they could still make out that the others seemed to be carrying weapons. One of them appeared to have a sword on his back or perhaps a knife.
"Brother Hui Gen, it seems we may have unkind visitors!" Hui Mu bent over and set down his lantern.
As he stood up straight, a fierce smile played across his aged face, "If they truly are enemies, Brother, I trust you wouldn’t mind if I commenced a slaughter here at the temple gate?"
"Amitabha, as you wish," Abbot Hui Gen chanted a Buddhist mantra.
After waiting a while, the figures of those people became increasingly clearer.
And just because of this clarity, the two elderly monks couldn’t help but be taken aback.
For among those four people, they saw someone very familiar—a relatively young-looking monk. If they weren’t mistaken, wasn’t the robe worn by that monk from their Longhe Temple?
And the face of that monk also seemed very familiar.
"Brother Hui Mu, if I’m not remembering wrong, that should be one of your disciples, right?" Abbot Hui Gen frowned and asked his fellow disciple beside him.
Hui Mu’s expression was complex, mixed with some doubt.
In response to his brother’s question, he nodded, "Indeed, he is a disciple of mine, and I gave him the Dharma name Spiritual Pearl."
After answering his brother’s question, he confronted the monk Spiritual Pearl, "Spiritual Pearl, why have you returned to the temple so late at night? And... who are these three donors behind you?"
Hui Mu cast his gaze upon Fan Wu and the others, a flicker of unusual color crossing his eyes.
He had noticed that among these three, two were cultivators, each with slight fluctuations of mana about them.
The female’s identity was not clear to him.
But judging by her attire, she was obviously from a wealthy family and could possibly be a descendant of a cultivating clan.
The other cultivator, however, was wearing a Daoist robe that was quite eye-catching.
This was a very young Taoist, and Hui Mu even wondered if the young Taoist was over eighteen years old.
Besides...
The tall man also drew his attention, for he had never seen someone so towering. Furthermore, he could sense that this man had a very vast blood energy.
Such immense blood energy usually meant that ordinary spirits and evil ghosts would not dare to come near, yet this man had no fluctuations of mana.
Hui Mu furrowed his brows.
For a person with such blood energy to lack mana was quite inexplicable.
This combination...
Was very strange!
"Spiritual Pearl, your master is speaking to you, why aren’t you answering?" Hui Mu noticed something odd about his disciple, giving him a bad feeling.
Suddenly...
Yun Jiuqing spoke up, "Are you monks from Longhe Temple?"
Her tone was very impolite.
It even felt confrontational.
"Amitabha..." Abbot Hui Gen replied, "I am the abbot of Longhe Temple, and next to me is the esteemed Master Hui Mu, a disciple of mine. And this place is indeed Longhe Temple."
"Miss Donor, may I ask why you have led a disciple of ours here in the middle of the night? Is it to burn incense and worship Buddha? Or... do you have another esteemed purpose?"
Yun Jiuqing said, "Looking at our stance, don’t you know what we’re here to do?"
She pointed at the monk leading the way, "Why don’t you think carefully about what you made this monk do?"
After her words fell, the scene suddenly fell silent.
