It was approaching the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the incense in the Great Buddha Temple was getting stronger. Li Ye, who had finished carrying water in the morning, walked around outside the main hall and saw many acquaintances from Fengyun City coming to offer incense and pray for blessings.

It's just that at this time, Li Ye was wearing monk's robes and his face was light gray, like an ascetic monk who hadn't bathed in months, so no one even recognized him.

After passing through the main hall and going around to the old monk's Buddhist hall, Li Ye took off his shoes and walked gently, knelt down and kowtowed to the old monk.

He said: "Master, after I finish carrying the water tomorrow, I want to take leave and go back to the city. I have to reunite with my parents and family during the Mid-Autumn Festival. I have to ask Master to arrange for a senior brother from the Zhaitang to take over for me for one day."

When the old monk heard that Li Ye had come in, he stopped chanting and looked at him with a smile.

He replied: "You can go back, and I will arrange everything in the temple. A few days ago, I heard from my senior brother from Zangjing Pavilion that you were copying the Lotus Sutra to support the temple. I am very happy for you."

Li Ye replied: "Everything is a fate left by the hypocritical monk Fang Cunshan. The disciple is just lucky enough to get it, so he naturally wants to share it with the master."

"It's really rare that you insist on copying scriptures despite your ascetic practice. When you return to the city tomorrow, say hello to your family for me, and tell Mr. Mo that he can come over for tea when he is free."

"If there is no teaching, I will leave first. The firewood for tomorrow's dining hall is still waiting for me." Li Ye stood up, gently lifted the curtain and left the old monk's Buddhist hall.

When Mu Mu came last time, she said that the whole family was going to the Red Sleeve Restaurant for a gathering during the Mid-Autumn Festival, so Li Ye had to go back no matter what. The whole family hadn't spent the Mid-Autumn Festival with him for two years.

After walking out of the old monk's Buddhist hall, Li Ye walked around to the steps of the main hall and looked up at the large Buddhist temple surrounded by mountains. The mist was like smoke, and the chill of mid-autumn had arrived.

The water lilies in the bay pond next to the main hall have also lost all their flowers, leaving only a few residual leaves floating on the water, swaying helplessly as the autumn wind blows.

Instead of watching the scenery in the autumn wind, Li Ye returned to the backyard of the Zhaitang and continued to pick up the ax to chop firewood, collect and chop firewood, putting it away and putting it away, just like he practiced swordsmanship with a bamboo sword on Tianshan Mountain.

At this time, every movement he made maintained the same melody, and the frequency of swinging the ax reached four thousand in one hour.

If someone were watching from behind at this time, they would be stunned. He didn't even pause from picking up firewood to chopping firewood.

Just after noon, he put down the ax in his hand and walked to the well to get water for washing and scrubbing.

Although he has been practicing hard in the Zhaitang for more than a month, and dances to the sound of chickens every day, he still cannot complete his daily task of chopping firewood while the brothers are chopping boards for dinner.

I thought that my strength was limited at the moment, and if I replaced it with a big bucket in the future, I would be able to keep up with the fasting rhythm of my senior brothers.

After eating and washing dishes, he closed the door of the dining hall and walked to the small courtyard where he lived.

It was noon, and the fog was gradually dissipating. As he pushed the door open, Li Ye thought that he could take two buckets of well water and take a bath during the lunch break, so that he could save some time to copy scriptures at night.

He has copied most of the Lotus Sutra, and in a few days he will finish it and send it to the old monk in the Zangyao Pavilion.

Just as he was about to take off his coat, he suddenly felt a warning sign. Living in the Tianshan Mountains for two years made him very sensitive to the smell of blood.

"Whoever is in there, please come out and see me!" Li Ye shouted, standing in a hut next to him.

There was no response for a long while, only a "hmm" came from inside.

Li Ye, who was frightened, took out Ruoshui Sword from the space ring and gently pushed open the half-open door with the tip of the sword. Sure enough, there was a pool of blood on the ground.

Lying sideways on the wooden bed he had laid was an adult who looked like a scholar in his thirties. His black hair fell on the side of the bed, as if he was enduring great pain, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

Li Ye did not step forward, but clasped his fists and saluted: "Excuse me, sir, how did you run to my courtyard? Why didn't you ask for help from the Zhike monk in the temple since you were injured?"

The scholar lying on the bed struggled for a long time and said with difficulty: "Please give me a sip of water. I don't mean any harm."

After hearing this, Li Ye took back Ruoshui, turned back to his room, poured a bowl of cold water, and returned to the scholar's bed.

Looking at the scholar with clear features and no malicious intent, Li Ye frowned and said, "Do you want me to help you up?"

The scholar nodded and tried to sit up by himself.

Li Ye quickly stepped forward and gently helped him up, leaning against the bedside, and fed him to drink the water in the bowl with his left hand.

"Gudong Gudong", the scholar drank all the water in the bowl with difficulty, endured the pain and Li Ye smiled, and said softly: "Thank you, little master, I..."

"Don't talk yet, let me take a look." Li Ye stopped what the gentleman was saying, put down the bowl, picked up the scholar's right hand, and took a closer look.

After a while, Li Ye put down the scholar's hand and sighed.

Said: "This is my first time to see a doctor, but I see that all twelve of your meridians have been damaged. With your level, I can't think of anyone in Fengyun City who can hurt you?"

It is impossible for his husband, Li Hongxiu, Mu Mu and Xiao Baiduan to hurt people randomly, but apart from his own people, Li Ye really couldn't think of a master in the fifth realm of Nascent Soul in the city who liked to hurt people's lives.

After drinking the water, the scholar regained some energy and said with a wry smile: "It's rare for the young master to be able to see my state. The people who can hurt me are definitely not from Fengyun City."

Li Ye nodded and said: "Master taught me Buddhist compassion. Since you have hid in my yard, I will find a way to heal your injuries. Don't move yet while I cook some herbs."

After Li Ye walked out of the room, he found a casserole for cooking medicine in the firewood shed, fetched some well water and washed it hastily. He took out the medicinal herbs for treating internal injuries from the space ring and crushed them. He put them in the pot and poured the well water into them.

The fire began to boil the medicine.

The scholar in black, the fifth level of Nascent Soul, six feet tall, squatting by the stove, Li Ye thought for a long time but couldn't figure out whether this person was from Fengyun City.

Thinking of the scholar's injury, Li Ye hurriedly boiled the medicinal solution for a quarter of an hour, poured it out, and then entered the room with a bowl of dark green medicinal juice.

Putting the concoction on the table, Li Ye thought for a moment and asked, "Sir, if you are injured, why don't you seek medical treatment in the city, but run to a temple outside the city?"

"I didn't expect that the young master is also skilled in medicine and cooking medicine. It's so troublesome for me to heal the injury first and then explain it to the young master in detail." The scholar took out a towel from his arms and gently wiped the blood on his mouth.

"Since you want to believe me, then drink this bowl of medicine first, and we will talk later." Li Ye took the medicine on the table, helped the scholar up, and fed him to drink the medicine in the bowl slowly.

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The scholar who drank the concoction lay on the bed and frowned slightly.

Li Ye frowned slightly, looked at him and said, "Is it because the herbs I prepared didn't work?"

The scholar shook his head, paused for a moment, and then said, "It's very effective, but the medicine is a little stronger."

Li Ye was startled, then smiled and said, "Sorry, this is my first time preparing herbs, so I put a little too much."

The scholar smiled bitterly and said: "I didn't expect that the Great Buddha Temple would hide dragons and crouching tigers, and that there would be such a god as the young master."

"I'm just a monk who carries water and sweeps the floor, not a god." Li Ye waved his hand.

"Please, little master, can you please call a practitioner named Li Ye from your temple? I'm here to find him." The scholar looked up at the ceiling and murmured softly.

Li Ye was stunned and blurted out: "You are looking for Li Ye? He is just a little monk who has no practice. What kind of practitioner is there?"

"Didn't you say that Li Ye of Fengyun City has four unique skills in poetry, calligraphy, piano and sword? How come he doesn't practice?" The scholar looked at Li Ye with wide eyes.

Li Ye chuckled, patted his chest and said, "The person you are looking for is right in front of you, why should I lie to you? It's just that my name is Wuchen in the temple."

The scholar pretended to be angry and said, "I don't like people lying to me the most. Please tell me the truth, little master."

Li Ye was stunned, pointed out the window and said: "Sir, if you don't believe it, when you can walk, go out of the temple and find a random monk and ask them if the Wuchen who lives in a small courtyard and sweeps the floor in Zangyao Pavilion is named Li Ye.

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When the scholar heard this, he pointed at Li Ye and said after a while: "Your master is..."

"My husband's name is Mo Yu. I have already asked for leave from my master and will return to the city tomorrow to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with my family and husband."

"But why do you have no realm at all?"

"This is my personal matter. There seems to be no need to tell sir."

The scholar calmed down his mood, looked at Li Ye and said calmly: "I am from the Central Region, and this trip was originally to see your husband, but something happened, so I had to come to you."

After Li Ye was silent for a moment, he asked solemnly: "You come from the Central Region and are looking for my husband?"

After drinking a bowl of medicine, the scholar's expression improved a lot. He looked at Li Ye and said, "I have something important to do with your husband, and I have something important to tell you."

Li Ye was really stunned this time and murmured: "Sir and I are strangers, what do you want from me?"

The scholar raised his hand and waved it, and said: "Don't worry, listen to me. Who are you trying to hurt me? I tell you it's from the Central Region."

"I want to find Mr. Mo, but I was ambushed at the City Lord's Mansion last night. When I went to Zizhuyuan today, I found that I was surrounded by guards from the City Lord's Mansion. I was afraid of being a snake, so I came to the Great Buddha Temple to find you first."

"Central Territory, City Lord's Mansion, Guards, Sir? What a mess." Li Ye shook his head.

"Do you have an engaged girlfriend in the Dongxuan Territory Lord's Mansion? Her mother's name is Li Mingzhu?"

"How do you know that Yu'er is my engaged girlfriend, and how do you know that her mother is Li Mingzhu?"

"In that case, I should tell you something. Her mother learned that you were slow in cultivation and thought you were not worthy of her precious daughter. It happened that people from the Imperial City of the Central Region came to Dongfang Haotian, the lord of the City of Dongxuan Region...

....She wants to break the contract with you and betroth her daughter to Xia Yunjie, the second son of the emperor of Vientiane City."

"I originally went to Dongxuan Territory to find the Lord of Dongfang City, but unexpectedly let Ye Wuya, the worshiper of Xia Yunjie's house, take the lead. Not only did I find the Lord of Dongfang City, but I also met Li Mingzhu... There are too many involved, you

There is no need to know, I will discuss it with your husband."

"I followed Ye Wuya and Li Mingzhu all the way to Fengyun City. Last night, I sneaked to the city lord's palace to find out the purpose of their trip. I only heard about half of it when they discovered that the cooperation between Ye Wuya and Li Mingzhu hurt my meridians...

....I’ve told you what happened next.”

"You don't have to believe what I tell you. When you go back to the city and see Mr. Mo tomorrow, all you have to do is tell him that Chen Feng is waiting for him at the Great Buddha Temple in Zhongyu, and he will understand."

Li Ye nodded and said: "Sir, don't worry, I will tell you this when I go back tomorrow. You will stay here to recover for the past two days, and I will prepare some medicinal herbs for you. And don't go out, I'm afraid of the brothers in the temple."

There will be a misunderstanding.”
Chapter completed!