Xuan Ci's Death

"Young Master Duan, please."

The group walked to a quiet room and sat down at the table.

The Four Swords of Plum, Orchid, Bamboo, and Chrysanthemum, and chrysanthemum—hurriedly served tea and water.

Thank you.

Duan Yu Duan Yu him and accepted the teacup with a smile.

I couldn't help but take another look at the Plum, Orchid, Bamboo, Chrysanthemum.

The four sisters are all similar in appearance, yet each possesses her own unique charm, making it impossible for someone like Duan Yu not to take a second look.

If Duan Zhengchun were here, he would probably be completely infatuated with her.

After all, even if the Prince of Zhennan of Dali had the entire nation's resources, it would be difficult to find four beautiful and identical sisters.

However, with Wang Yuyan by his side, Duan Yu didn't dare to look too closely.

He glanced at Wang Yuyan's face, breathed a sigh of relief, and lowered his head to drink his tea.

Ji Boying took a couple of sips of tea and looked at Duan Yu and Wang Yuyan with great interest.

"Young Master Duan, weren't you, Miss Wang, A'Zhu, A'Bi supposed to be going to Shaolin Temple to find Murong Fu? How did you become enemies and end up here in Tianshan?"

Faced with Ji Boying's question, Duan Yu scratched his head and sighed.

"I can't really explain this matter either."

Duan Yu thought back and slowly explained.

"We were heading to Shaolin Temple together when, as we were getting Shaolin Temple, Sister A'Zhu took the initiative to separate from us. When we arrived at the Shaolin Temple, the monks stopped us from going in."

"The atmosphere is getting tense."

"Miss Wang and A'Bi could only find a house outside the temple to stay in. When I asked the monks about my brother's whereabouts, they glared at me angrily."

"They only let me in because of my father and uncle, after I revealed my identity. But since Yanmei is a woman, they still refused to let women in."

"When I entered the Shaolin Temple alone, I found that every monk in the Shaolin Temple had a look of sorrow and anger on their face."

Duan Yu unconsciously lowered his voice.

He is kind-hearted and always feels a little embarrassed to use those little tricks.

But I also found it amusing and couldn't help but chuckle.

"I spent some money to bribe a young novice monk and only then did I learn the whole story. My elder brother arrived at Shaolin Temple before us, barged in, and questioned Abbot Xuan Ci."

"When Abbot Xuan Ci saw that the matter had been exposed, he frankly admitted that he had accidentally injured Brother Xiao Feng's family outside Yanmen Pass back then."

"At this moment, a man in black suddenly jumped out. It was Brother Xiao's father. They recognized each other on the spot. Uncle Xiao had a fiery temper and got into a conflict with the monks of Shaolin Temple."

"They fought a fierce battle, and many of the Shaolin Temple monks were no match for them. But they were all martial arts masters with superb skills, and there were many of them. The Shaolin Temple has a profound foundation. If they meditated, practiced martial arts, and understood each other's intentions every day, they would be able to cooperate perfectly."

"Fortunately, my elder brother displayed his great prowess, and the two sides fought to a draw. If the fight had continued, it would have been a fight to the death. Just when things were at their most tense, my elder brother's master at Shaolin Temple, Master Xuan Ku, came out to mediate."

As Duan Yu spoke, a look of longing appeared on his face.

Although he had never witnessed it with his own eyes, when he heard the young novice's account, seeing the novice's expression of horror, reverence, and fear, and listening to the seemingly ordinary narration, he could not hide the thrill and grandeur within.

Xiao Feng displayed his divine power, and the father and son wreaked havoc at Shaolin Temple, leaving the high monks of Shaolin Temple helpless.

Which young man wouldn't aspire to accomplish such a great feat?

Even though Duan Yu was Duan Yu -hearted and disliked fighting, the Duan Yu spirit of a man who would go against thousands and fight against a multitude of heroes still filled him with longing.

"My elder brother has temporarily stopped because of his Honored Master. Abbot Xuan Ci made a mistake back then, but he was deceived after all. And Shaolin Temple did indeed have the grace of raising my elder brother. It's a complicated and difficult situation."

"My eldest brother also had some arguments with his father. His father scolded him for being indecisive, but after all, they are father and son. His uncle might not be a match for my eldest brother. He would only stop after my eldest brother revealed the real murderer."

Duan Yu spoke, he looked up at Ji Boying again.

His eyes were filled with admiration and respect.

"Great Hero Ji, you are truly a prophet."

Ji Boying smiled and took a sip of tea.

"What do you mean by being incredibly prescient?"

Duan Yu exclaimed in Duan Yu.

"Back then, you persuaded my elder brother to hurry to Shaolin Temple in Apricot Forest to prevent his adoptive parents from being killed by his father."

"At the time, I didn't quite believe it. After all, my brother's family had suffered such a tragedy. How could Uncle Xiao not love his only biological son?"

"Uncle Xiao should naturally be grateful for the kindness of the Qiao Family in raising him. Even if he is not grateful, he should not want to hurt his elder brother."

"But unexpectedly, the young novice said that during the argument between him and his father, Uncle Xiao actually said that he planned to kill Qiao Sanhuai and his wife. This made my elder brother very angry."

"It was precisely because he saw that his elder brother was really angry that Uncle Xiao temporarily gave up."

Duan Yu continued his story, shaking his head.

Wang Yuyan listened very attentively.

Although she and Duan Yu escaped here together.

However, given their constant fear and uncertainty while fleeing for their lives, Duan Yu only mentioned the matter sporadically, and Wang Yuyan was unaware of the many details and the full story behind it.

"The high monks of Shaolin Temple were quite surprised to learn that the mastermind behind it all was Murong Bo, and that Murong Bo was still alive."

"The elder brother then asked the high monks of Shaolin Temple to help them capture Murong Bo, which can be considered as making amends for his past mistakes."

"The high monks of Shaolin Temple were furious when they learned that Murong Bo had been hiding in the Scripture Depository and secretly reading the Seventy-Two Ultimate Techniques. Uncle Xiao was also very angry, cursing and swearing at the heavens and the earth."

"It turns out that he and Murong Bo's father had known each other for a long time in the Scripture Depository."

"My uncle angrily turned around and was about to storm into the Scripture Depository to find Murong Bo. But he was stopped by the high monks of Shaolin Temple and my elder brother."

"Xuan Ci said that back then, Murong Bo instigated a misunderstanding that Uncle Xiao had come to steal the secret manual. Now that the manual has actually been seen, it can be considered karma. He made a mistake back then, and now it is his turn to find Murong Bo."

Duan Yu finished speaking, the Four Swords of Plum, Orchid, Bamboo, and Chrysanthemum, who had been listening intently, all curled their lips in disapproval.

Yingyingyan said in a sweet voice, "That sounds nice, but these thieving monks just don't want anyone to enter their Scripture Depository. They can't beat this Master Xiao and his son. If Master Xiao gets angry with them and breaks into the Scripture Depository and steals their secret manuals, these monks will be furious."

Duan Yu nodded in deep Duan Yu.

"They may indeed have this idea."

Duan Yu laughed again as he spoke.

"Haha, those monks all say that Big Brother is a man of great righteousness, but they have no idea what Big Brother is thinking."

"They said that at the time, my elder brother held onto Uncle Xiao tightly, refusing to let his father do such an unreasonable thing. I think my elder brother was smart. He clearly listened to Great Hero Ji's advice and didn't go to the Scripture Depository to provoke that Sweeper Monk. This allowed the people from Shaolin Temple to drive Murong Bo out. It also prevented them from going there and provoking that Sweeper Monk, which would cause unnecessary trouble."

Plum, Orchid, Bamboo, Chrysanthemum didn't know about the Sweeper Monk, but Wang Yuyan did.

They didn't disturb him and listened to Duan Yu continue his story.

"The high monks of Shaolin Temple turned the Scripture Depository upside down and caused a great disturbance, and sure enough, they found Murong Bo's whereabouts."

"However, Murong Bo seemed to have been prepared, and he fled immediately. My elder brother and Uncle Xiao were far away and did not get close to the Scripture Depository, so they did not have time to chase after him."

"Uncle Xiao even complained to my elder brother about this and wanted to turn around and chase after him. My elder brother didn't delay any longer. The little monk said that my elder brother had given Xuan Ci a head and gave him some instructions, but these were things that the little monks didn't know."

"However, Uncle Xiao was initially very anxious, but after seeing the severed head and hearing what my elder brother said, he burst into laughter, and then all the young novices were driven out by the senior monks."

Wang Yuyan picked up the thread and said softly, "He must be happy because he knows that it was Ye Ernian who died, which is like cutting a knife into Abbot Xuan Ci's chest."

Duan Yu nodded as well.

"That should be it. I wonder if Uncle Xiao still knows where the child he stole back then is."

"Anyway, that's roughly the situation. All I know is what I heard from that young novice monk. The young novice monk doesn't know. Naturally, I don't know the details between them either."

Ji Boying nodded, signaling Duan Yu to continue.

"The rest... that's all that happened at Shaolin Temple. However, Abbot Xuan Ci is indeed dead, and only a few masters probably know exactly how he died. But those high monks clearly harbor some resentment towards you, Brother."

Although Duan Yu felt somewhat saddened by Abbot Xuan Ci's death, he still felt that Shaolin Temple had no right to be dissatisfied with Xiao Feng.

Xu Zhu is the son of Ye Ernian and Xuan Ci.

Ji Boying was Xu Zhu's mother's killer, and his father was probably indirectly killed by him as well.

Xuan Ci still had some conscience, or rather, something he cared about.

All he cares about is the Shaolin Temple.

Although it's unclear what exactly happened back then, given Xiao Yuanshan's personality, he would definitely bring up Xuan Ci and Ye Ernian's story to mock them.

In order to uphold the reputation and rules of Shaolin Temple, Xuan Ci naturally had to accept the punishment himself.

However, he probably didn't make it public this time; only a few high-ranking people knew about it.

After all, making this public would be a huge blow to the reputation of Shaolin Temple.

Xuan Ci's death also added another layer of pressure to the high monks who knew the inside story.

Ji Boying did not intend to tell Xu Zhu about his background.

It wasn't that they were afraid Xu Zhu would seek revenge for their parents.

I just thought that the little monk Xu Zhu was not bad.

He has lived through so many years, and he is a vegetarian who is willing to recite Buddhist scriptures, and he does not have such a strong attachment to his parents.

Whether or not he knows who his parents are doesn't really matter.

On the contrary, the discovery that one's parents had died was the source of a sense of melancholy.

The fact that people know that Xu Zhu is the son of Ye Ernian and Xuan Ci is a huge stain on his Xu Zhu.

"And then what? How did Murong Bo die? And how did the two of you get together?"

Ji Boying continued to press for answers.

When the question came to him, Duan Yu a surge of joy, his eyes filled with sweetness as he met Wang Yuyan's gaze.

Their eyes met, their gazes mingled, a sweetness that was impossible to shake off.

It took her a while to blush and lower her head.

Duan Yu both happy and embarrassed, but also somewhat proud, and continued to tell his story.

"After I found out what had happened, I left Shaolin Temple. But I didn't run into my older brother, and I didn't know where they had gone."

"Even Yanmei... Yanmei can't be found."

Wang Yuyan quickly replied.

"When I was waiting for you at the foot of the mountain, I met Murong Fu who came up the mountain to check on the situation. I told him the whole story and explained Brother Xiao's meaning: the grudge from the previous life has nothing to do with him."

"But he was not happy about it; instead, he felt very angry and humiliated. So he ran around the mountain, searching for his father's whereabouts."

"We just happened to run into Brother Xiao and his son in the mountains. Uncle Xiao was about to attack as soon as he saw them, Murong Fu was no match for him."

"But Brother Xiao believed that the wronged should be held accountable, so he intervened to stop Uncle. The two argued and exchanged a few angry blows, causing quite a commotion."

"Then we ran, Uncle Xiao chased after us, and Brother Xiao tried to stop us. The situation was urgent and we were a bit panicked, so we hurriedly threw down the hairpin as a way of leaving you some message."

Duan Yu was very embarrassed.

He scratched his head with a smile.

"When I saw the hairpin, I thought something had happened to you or you were in danger, so I searched for you frantically nearby."

Wang Yuyan blushed and looked up at Duan Yu beside her with Duan Yu eyes.

"Fool, it's all thanks to you searching for me like a madman, otherwise I probably wouldn't be alive today."

"Yan-mei."

Duan Yu also took Wang Yuyan's delicate hand in his own.

"Cough cough!"

Ji Boying cleared his throat as he looked at the two people with longing in their eyes.

He tapped the table with his finger, making a tapping sound.

"Okay, okay, let's get to the point."

"Oh."

Duan Yu foolishly agreed.

But the key point still needs to be said by Wang Yuyan.

Wang Yuyan continued speaking.

"It must be because the commotion was too big, or perhaps Murong Bo was hiding in the shadows and hadn't gone far, wanting to see what Brother Xiao and his son were doing."

"He then jumped out, and the father and son together attacked Brother Xiao and Uncle Xiao to see who was better."

"After only a few rounds, the two old men are evenly matched and it's impossible to determine a winner yet, but Murong Fu is no match for Brother Xiao at all."

Seeing that Murong Fu was in imminent danger, Murong Bo decided not to continue the fight.

Wang Yuyan spoke through gritted teeth, seething with hatred.

"But he couldn't break the deadlock by himself, so he suddenly jumped out, grabbed me, and threw me toward Uncle Xiao."

"At that time, Uncle Xiao and I did not know each other. Seeing that we were traveling together and were relatives, he did not intend to hold back. I was almost killed by a single blow."