We agreed that you, a weak strategist, would fight against three heroes by yourself?

Xi Yu stood at the door of the temple, his eyes deeply attracted by those few lines of words.

"This temple does not accept donations, and it is mainly made up of ascetics."

These short words were like a clear spring flowing in Xi Yu's heart.

In this materialistic world, such a temple that is not influenced by money is like a pure land, which makes people feel awe.

The ascetics practice their inner beliefs with their tenacious will and simple lifestyle. Their existence seems to be a silent protest against the impetuous world.

The admiration in Xi Yu's heart became stronger and stronger. He stared at the temple door quietly, as if he could feel the deep power behind it.

Xi Yu stepped into the temple with full expectations. Several young monks clasped their hands and walked towards him with smiles to say hello.

Xi Yu also quickly clasped his hands together and responded to them politely.

Later, Xiyu came straight to the point and asked to see Master Changsheng.

A young monk looked troubled and said, "Donor, unfortunately, Master Changsheng is not in the temple at the moment."

Xi Yu frowned slightly, with a look of disappointment on his face, and said, "I came all the way here."

The young monk hurriedly said: "Donor, don't be anxious, why don't you stay in the temple and wait, I believe the master will return soon."

After hearing what the young monk said, Xiyu had no choice but to stay. He thought to himself: This may be a test. Even if he can't see it for the time being, as long as he waits sincerely, he will see it sooner or later.

Sure enough, after waiting for a few days, one sunny morning, the young monk ran to the wing where Xi Yu lived with a face full of joy and said excitedly: "Donor, Master Changsheng is back!"

Xi Yu's face, which was still somewhat tired, instantly glowed with surprise. He stood up suddenly and said eagerly: "Great! Take me to see the master quickly."

The young monk showed a hint of embarrassment and said slowly: "Donor, I'm really sorry. Master Changsheng has been running all the way and is extremely tired. He needs to rest and recuperate at the moment. You see, why don't you visit later?"

Xi Yu's eagerness was instantly restrained by this sudden situation. His brows wrinkled slightly, and the excitement on his face faded a bit.

However, he also knew that he could not disturb the master's rest, so he had to suppress his inner desire, nodded helplessly and said: "Okay, then I will wait."

Xi Yu thought, since he had arrived in Pizhou and couldn't see Master Changsheng immediately, he might as well go outside for a walk.

Thinking of this, he strolled out of the temple and onto the street.

I saw crowds of people on the street, numerous shops, shouts and bargains, and it was a bustling scene.

This lively scene satisfied him. He smiled and looked at everything around him with interest.

However, at this moment, a burst of mournful crying suddenly came, instantly breaking the harmony.

The cry was sharp and sad, which not only attracted his attention, but also attracted the attention of many passers-by.

It turned out to be an old woman with wrinkles on her face and gray hair. She collapsed on the ground, hugging her son's cold body tightly, crying heartbreakingly.

Her eyes were as red and swollen as walnuts, full of despair and helplessness, and she kept mumbling: "My son, why did you just leave like this? How can you live as a lonely old woman like me!"

People around him gathered around him, some showing sympathy, shaking their heads and sighing; others were talking in low voices.

A kind-hearted uncle stepped forward and comforted softly: "Old man, don't be too sad. It's important to take care of yourself."

The old woman raised her head, glanced at the uncle, and said with a choked sob: "My son died at such a young age. My heart is broken!"

Looking at the tragic scene in front of him, Xi Yu couldn't help but sigh heavily, feeling in his heart: Death is always so helpless and cannot be solved.

At this time, a stooped old man suddenly walked up to the old woman and said loudly: "Old woman, don't be sad, Master Changsheng has great magical powers and can resurrect the dead!"

As soon as these words came out, they were like a huge stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly causing a sensation among many people.

People whispered to each other, their faces full of surprise and suspicion.

"Is it true? Master Changsheng actually has such miraculous abilities?"

"Don't talk nonsense, there is no way you can bring people back to life!"

The old man straightened his slightly curved back, his eyes were bright, and he said loudly and with an unusually firm look: "That is absolutely true, absolutely true! I saw it with my own eyes a few days ago, and the scene is still vivid in my mind!"

After speaking, his eyes flashed with memories, as if he had returned to the scene at that time, and every wrinkle on his face was full of seriousness and certainty.

The old woman's dull eyes suddenly lit up with sparks of surprise as big as beans.

Her hands tightly grasped the old man's sleeves like pliers, her voice trembled like a broken leaf in the wind, and she asked with a cry: "Really? Please don't coax me, an old woman, my heart is already broken." It’s in such bad shape that I can no longer bear the torment!”

The old man frowned, with a serious look on his face, and raised his voice and said loudly: "I'm already this old, why do I want to deceive you? Can I talk nonsense about this kind of thing? I swear to God, every word I said It’s all true!”

The old woman's eyes were full of longing and pleading, and she said urgently with almost all her strength: "Please, kind brother, please lead me quickly! Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, I will take it with me." Go give it a try.”

As she spoke, she picked up her son's body with trembling hands, as if she was afraid that this last hope would slip away.

As a result, many onlookers gathered around the old woman and the old man, preparing to go together.

Xi Yu stood in the crowd, full of curiosity, but vaguely felt that something was wrong.

He frowned and thought to himself: "Didn't you say that Master Changsheng was resting? Why did he appear in other places? Could this be a scam? But the problem is that he has never seen Master Changsheng's face. I can’t tell whether it’s true or false. That’s all. Let’s go and take a look first.”

After thinking about it, Xi Yu started to move with the crowd. His eyes were always fixed on the old woman and old man in front of him. The doubts in his heart were like layers of fog that could not be dissipated for a long time.

Everyone walked quickly, Xi Yu followed closely behind, but the doubts in their hearts became more and more serious.

As he walked, he paid attention to the expressions of the people around him. Some were full of expectation, while others were dubious.

"If this is really a scam, these people will be happy in vain." Xi Yu was worried secretly.

After a while, the team came to a remote trail. The surrounding scene became more and more desolate, and Xi Yu couldn't help but feel excited.

"This place doesn't look like a place where Master Changsheng would appear." He felt more and more that something was strange.

Then everyone continued to move forward and finally came to a village.

Under an ancient locust tree, an old monk sat.

He was wearing an old but neat cassock. The color of the cassock had lost much of its former brightness, and the slightly dull yellow color was mixed with a few mottled traces of time.

Many people immediately recognized this person as the famous Master Changsheng, and some people excitedly shouted: "It is indeed Master Changsheng!"

The old man walked up to Master Changsheng quickly, with steps like the wind, and said eagerly: "Master, there is an old woman here whose son has died. I beg you to show mercy."

Master Changsheng looked at the old woman calmly. The old woman hurriedly put her son down gently, then fell to her knees with a "plop", tears streaming down her face, and cried bitterly: "Master, please save my son, I will give him to you." You kowtowed." Her forehead hit the ground hard, making a "bang" sound.

Master Changsheng leaned over slightly to look at the cold corpse, then clasped his hands, chanted the Buddha's name, and said slowly: "Life cannot be repeated, life and death are determined by destiny. I hope the benefactor will show mercy and accept the change."

When the old woman heard this, she turned her head sharply and asked the old man with angry eyes: "Didn't you say that the master can be resurrected? What's going on?"

The old man looked at Master Changsheng with a look of fear.

Master Changsheng looked calm and said calmly: "I have indeed resurrected the dead, but only those who are sincere and pious can do so."

When the old woman heard this, she quickly turned around and said urgently: "Master, my old woman is absolutely pious. Please save my son."

After hearing this, the old woman began to kowtow heavily again, and the sound of her forehead hitting the ground was particularly clear in this quiet village.

Master Changsheng hurriedly reached out to support her and said: "That's all. Seeing that you are so pious, I will help you. But this matter is a secret, so everyone present should not leak it."

Then, Master Changsheng asked the old woman to hold her son and follow him with a serious face, and at the same time said: "As for other people, please don't follow."

Many people were originally looking forward to witnessing this miraculous resurrection process, but now their faces showed disappointment.

Some people couldn't help but mutter: "This is so disappointing. I thought it would open my eyes."

But everyone also understood that they could not disobey the master's instructions, so they had no choice but to obey and gradually dispersed.

The old woman happily carried her son on her back and followed Master Changsheng away with brisk steps.

Xi Yu looked at their retreating figures and suddenly thought: "It would be great if we brought Song Shuwen with us."

Everyone gradually dispersed, and Xi Yu thought to himself: It's not convenient for him to go to that place, so he might as well let the secret guard go there.

However, because there were too many people, the secret guard was a little far away from his place, so Xi Yu spoke loudly: "Go ahead."

This aroused many people's surprise. They all turned to look at Xi Yu, their faces full of doubts, thinking in their hearts: Who are you talking to?

However, everyone was only curious for a moment, then ignored it and went about their own business.

Seeing this, Xi Yu stopped saying anything and walked away among the crowd.

After a while, he returned to the temple.

I saw a young monk sweeping the floor seriously with a broom. Xi Yu stepped forward and asked, "Little master, has Master Changsheng gone out?"

The young monk stopped what he was doing, clasped his hands and replied, "Donor, Master Changsheng is still resting."

Xi Yu thought to himself: "It's really a scam. It makes no sense!"

Thinking of this, he told the young monk in detail what had just happened in the village.

The young monk was shocked when he heard this. His eyes widened and he said, "There is such a thing."

However, Xi Yu comforted him and said, "Young master, you don't have to worry, my companions have already gone over to investigate."

After hearing this, the young monk clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and said, "Amitabha, that's good." Then he continued to lower his head and concentrate on sweeping the floor.

On the other side, in the magnificent courtyard of the Huang family's richly decorated house, Young Master Huang had an angry look on his face, his eyes wide open, and he gritted his teeth and announced loudly: "From now on, I, Mr. Huang, will officially depose Shao Shufang and get out immediately." This family! Linglong, from now on, you are my wife!”

Linglong stood aside and couldn't help but feel a surge of ecstasy in her heart when she heard what Master Huang said.

When Shao Shufang heard this announcement like a bolt from the blue, her whole body felt like it was struck by lightning. Her eyes were so wide that they almost popped out of their sockets. Her face was full of disbelief and anger.

She complained hysterically and loudly against Young Master Huang: "You heartless, heartless man! I have paid so much for this family, how can you be so heartless? This treatment is so unfair to me!"

Young Master Huang was furious at this time. He couldn't listen to Shao Shufang's cries and complaints at all. He rushed up to her and punched and kicked her. While beating her, he yelled viciously: "You ungrateful shrew, don't do this." It’s such a mess here! Pack your things and get out, don’t let me see you again!”

Seeing Master Huang being so furious, the girl was so frightened that she knelt down and begged for mercy with a trembling voice: "Master, please spare Madam! Although Madam was a little impulsive today, this Linglong is too Damn it, she not only provoked her with words, but also beat her up! Master, you have always been fair, why did you ignore this matter?"

As the girl spoke, she kept kowtowing, and redness and swelling soon appeared on her forehead.

After hearing what the girl said, Master Huang not only showed no mercy, but became even more furious. Veins popped up on his forehead, and fire seemed to burst out of his eyes.

I saw him rushing forward in a few steps, raising his foot and kicking the girl hard. At the same time, he kept cursing: "You do not know how to live and die, how dare you talk nonsense in front of this young master?" Yu, don’t you think I’ll teach you a lesson today and let you know what the rules are!”

In this chaotic moment, Shao Shufang endured the grief and indignation in her heart and quickly stepped forward to hold the girl's hand. She looked sad but with a hint of determination and said: "Girl, in this case, let's go, why bother here?" Stalking will bring disgrace to oneself.”

After saying that, Shao Shufang pulled the girl and turned around, and the two walked back to the room to pack their things with heavy steps.

There was a depressing atmosphere in the room. Tears were welling up in Shao Shufang's eyes, but she tried not to let them fall.

The girl was sobbing quietly while cleaning up.

After a while, Shao Shufang and the girl left with their simple luggage.

Here, Linglong pretended to be considerate, took Master Huang's arm and said coquettishly: "Master, don't cause family discord because of me. It's all Linglong's fault."

After hearing this, Master Huang was filled with joy and said, "It would be great if that bitch was half as smart and sensible as you."

In this way, Linglong became the mistress of the house as she wished.

And her vicious temper was quickly revealed, and she even found the servant who complained in front of Master Huang.

Linglong's eyebrows were raised, her eyes were full of sternness, and she gritted her teeth and ordered directly: "Kill this ignorant thing and throw it out like garbage!"

The servant was horrified and begged for mercy, but Linglong remained unmoved and watched helplessly as he was beaten with bruises all over his body, and was finally thrown out of the Huang family's gate like a piece of rag.

In the temple, Xi Yu slowly entered the room.

The room was filled with the faint scent of sandalwood, and the weak candlelight swayed gently in the breeze.

As soon as he sat down, he felt an overwhelming drowsiness coming over him, and he fell into a deep sleep without realizing it.

Time passed quietly. I don't know how long it took, but there was a slight sound of footsteps. It was not until the figure of the secret guard appeared at the door that the tranquility was broken.

The secret guard looked guilty and walked into the room nervously. After bowing and saluting, he first apologized in a low voice: "Master, damn me, I accidentally disturbed you to rest."

Xi Yu was awakened by the sound, his eyes were sleepy, his brows were furrowed, and his face was full of displeasure. After rubbing his eyes, he said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense here! Hurry up and tell me how things are going!"

The secret guard lowered his head slightly and said in a calm and slightly eager tone: "Master, the so-called Master Changsheng, that is, the old monk, is indeed a complete liar. After his subordinates discovered his true identity, they immediately took action to kill him She was knocked unconscious. I also asked the Prime Minister to go to the trial in person and decide how to deal with it. As for the old woman, my subordinates spent a lot of time getting her into a room and trying to reason with her to make her recognize the liar. Her true identity was revealed, but she was completely inexperienced and couldn't explain it clearly. In desperation, my subordinates had no choice but to put her into a coma temporarily to avoid further trouble. "

After listening to the secret guard's report, Xi Yu had a cold look in his eyes, tightened his mouth, and after thinking for a moment, he nodded solemnly and said in a deep voice: "Well, you did a good job. Lead the way."

After saying that, Xi Yu neatly adjusted his sleeves and strode out without hesitation with firm and powerful steps.

Standing at the door was the young monk who had been sweeping the floor.

He clasped his hands together and bowed slightly: "Donor, where are you going in such a hurry?"

Xi Yu paused slightly, looked at the little monk with a firm and serious look, and said solemnly: "Little Master, to be honest, I am going to expose the true face of the person who pretended to be Master Changsheng. This person is a swindler, which is really hateful. We can't tolerate him to continue to deceive everyone. We must tell everyone the truth and let justice be served." (End of this chapter)