"Is that so strange?" The monk laughed. "Did you think your little trick was clever? That no one else could have thought of it? Heh heh, there are plenty of clever people under heaven. Your trick went out of fashion long ago!"
"This monk has spoken for quite a while now. I ask the two benefactors to turn back!"
Zhang Xiaohua sighed and said, "May I ask this great monk, is the abbot of Great Forest Temple Elder Changsheng?"
"Of course!" The great monk said proudly. "Since you know it is Elder Changsheng, do you still hope to get lucky?"
"Then this is easy." Zhang Xiaohua turned and glanced at Meng. Meng stepped forward and said solemnly, "I am Zixia, disciple of Master Jingxuan of the Incense-Passing Cult. Accompanying me is Ren Xiaoyao, a Protector disciple of our cult. By order of the Cult Master, we have come to call upon Elder Changsheng and deliver an important message. Great monk, please quickly send word into the temple!"
"Ha ha ha!" Rather than becoming respectful upon hearing this, the great monk clutched his stomach and nearly laughed himself limp. After a long while, he finally suppressed his laughter and pointed at Zhang Xiaohua. "Him? He is a Protector disciple? You... you should at least know where to draw the line when putting on an act. How could he possibly be worthy of being a Protector disciple?"
"Besides, do not think that because this monk is merely on patrol, I know nothing. The Incense-Passing Cult cannot wander the jianghu until the year after next. How could you possibly have come now? Ha ha ha..."
Only after the monk finished laughing did he see Zhang Xiaohua staring at him expressionlessly. The monk immediately sneered as well. "You should turn back. This monk sees