Joining Small Bamboo Peak? Great, great!

Hao Shuai nodded. "Yes. This disciple will tell you everything I know. Please ask your questions, True Lord."

True Lord Dao Xuan nodded. "How did you survive this calamity?"

Hao Shuai pretended to think for a while before saying, "Last night, Jing Yu came over and pestered me to tell him a story. In the end, he slept at my place. But when I woke up this morning, I found myself lying under a pine tree in the wilderness with Jing Yu and Xiao Fan. I have no idea what happened."

"Later, I woke Jing Yu and Xiao Fan, and we ran back to the village together. When we saw what had happened, we were so shocked that we fainted."

Dao Xuan frowned and looked at Lin Jingyu and Zhang Xiaofan. "Do you have anything to add?"

Lin Jingyu and Zhang Xiaofan both shook their heads.

Lin Jingyu really had nothing to add, while Zhang Xiaofan simply said nothing.

True Lord Dao Xuan and the other seated leaders exchanged glances, confusion in their eyes. If some expert had saved them, why had he saved only these three? But if not, then there was no way to explain what had happened!

After a moment's thought, True Lord Dao Xuan said, "So you know nothing about what happened last night."

Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu nodded.

Only Hao Shuai seemed to be weighing something over. Then he spoke up. "If there's anything I can add, it's that a monk came to the village the night before!"

Hao Shuai's words immediately made Cang Song and Zhang Xiaofan tense up.

Dao Xuan asked in confusion, "A monk?"

"Yes. Aside from his shabby, dirty clothes and his age, he gave the impression of a virtuous high monk."

Hao Shuai had almost said Puzhi's name outright.