Monster Tea Party

Chapter 5489 Master
The young scholar still felt a little surprised and puzzled.

for him?
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A few seconds later...

The young scholar probably guessed the reason why the woodcutter said that...

He clenched his hands.

He asked why he suddenly came to the temple...

The young scholar felt a little irritated and angry.

Didn't I say I would give him three months?

This is asking him to agree to additional conditions and taking him to see the monk...

One by one, pile by pile...

It's endless, right?
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"younger brother."

The woman who had been paying attention to the young scholar quickly noticed his emotional fluctuations.

She immediately started to explain, "Your brother and I suggested bringing you here."

"I just happened to know that a great monk had arrived at Xiangyun Temple..."

“I think this is a great opportunity.”

"You can tell the monk about your situation."

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"I think so."

The woodcutter turned and looked at the young scholar.

“This is an opportunity for you, too.”

"Maybe……"

"Master, maybe I can help you..."

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The young scholar pursed his lips.

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"Dong dong~"

There was a knock on the door.

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"Come in."

The monk raised his voice slightly.

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The thin monk pushed open the door.

He gave way.

The young monk walked steadily towards the senior monks, carrying a tray with four cups of tea on it.

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The young monk divided the tea into portions skillfully.

"Tea, please."

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The little monk didn't say much.

After distributing the tea, the little monk left the room with the tray.

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The thin monk closed the door again.

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"Tea, please."

The monk reached out and picked up the teacup.

“The tea at Xiangyun Temple is good.”

"I hope you like it."

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The woodcutter and the woman had no intention of drinking tea at first, but seeing the monk drinking tea leisurely, they could only suppress their impatience and picked up the teacups.

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The young scholar tilted his head back and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp.

The little monk appeared by coincidence and interrupted the young scholar's anger.

After that point, the young scholar no longer felt angry.

But there is still some unhappiness.

It's clearly agreed...

He had promised his brother that he would not chase after the black monster if he saw it...

They will continue to torture him again and again...

Are they like everyone else...

I just thought...

There's something wrong with his brain...

The young scholar unconsciously clenched the teacup in his hand.

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The woman looked at the young scholar with some concern.

Just drinking tea.

The young scholar actually acted like he was drinking.

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"Do you want more tea, benefactor?"

The monk looked at the young scholar.

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The young scholar stared at the monk for a while.

Then he shook his head.

"no need."

One cup is enough.

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"Do you like this tea?"

The monk smiled.

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The young scholar frowned.

To be honest, he just drank it all in one gulp, which was quite like a cow chewing a peony, so he basically didn't taste anything.

But now, when you sip the tea a few times, the rich aroma of tea wafts out.

Ok.

The young scholar nodded.

"good."

The tea has a rich aroma.

It's a good cup of tea.

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"As long as the donor likes it."

The monk looked at the woodcutter and the woman.

"What do you two donors think?"

…The woodcutter and the woman were a little embarrassed and either put down their teacups or held them still.

They are different from young scholars.

They usually drink water.

Rarely drink tea.

I don’t know what good tea is…

But the tea that the monk asked them to drink was naturally good tea.

They nodded.

"Good tea."

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"Do you like it?"

The monk continued to ask.

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"like."

The woodcutter and the woman nodded at the same time.

The fragrance of tea is quite pleasant.

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The monk nodded with a slightly curved brow.

"it is good."

"Now that we have our tea, let's talk about other things."

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"Anything else?"

The woodcutter said subconsciously.

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"Ah."

The monk nodded.

"For example, the things you guys are looking for me."

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The woodcutter and the woman reacted immediately.

The young scholar looked at his brother and sister-in-law.

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The woodcutter took a deep breath.

"Grandmaster."

"We are here for my brother."

He tilted his head and glanced at the young scholar next to him.

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The young scholar had a blank expression on his face.

It's hard to tell what he is thinking at this moment?
What kind of mood is it?
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"Grandmaster."

The woodcutter withdrew his gaze.

Now that it has come to this, what else is there to hide?
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"The thing is like this..."

The woodcutter paused for a moment, then continued, "...I don't know when my brother started..."

"They said they saw a black monster."

As the woodcutter spoke, he secretly observed the changes in the monk's expression.

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The monk's expression did not change at all.

It seemed as if the woodcutter was just saying something very ordinary.

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The woodcutter felt a little relieved.

The narration gradually became smoother.

"…Only my brother saw that black monster-"

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"I'm not the only one."

The young scholar interrupted the woodcutter's narration somewhat harshly.

He wasn't the only one who saw that.

Now that he had said it, he still hoped to restore the facts as closely as possible.

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The woodcutter was stunned.

My brother is not the only one...

Why isn't there only-
Oh!
An idea suddenly occurred to the woodcutter.

He remembered.

"Is it just my brother..."

The woodcutter shook his head slightly.

"And a child."

"That child seemed to have seen the black monster as well."

but……

The woodcutter showed some hesitation on his face, "...In fact, we can't be sure that the child saw the black monster that my brother saw..."

But this is not important.

Anyway...

"I didn't see any black monsters."

"My wife didn't see the black monster."

"None of the relatives who came to our house saw the black monster."

The woodcutter paused for a moment, then continued, "So many of us haven't seen the black monster."

"My younger brother was the only one who insisted that he saw it."

"Says the black monster is real."

“…We couldn’t believe it.”

The woodcutter looked at the monk and said, "Because we didn't see it."

"Relatives who came to visit my family even thought that my brother's brain was damaged by studying..."

"Advised us to let my brother give up studying."

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The young scholar frowned unconsciously.

Let his brother persuade him to give up studying...

Every time the young scholar heard about what his aunt had done, he felt a little unhappy.

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"Grandmaster."

There was a hint of eagerness and hope in the woodcutter's eyes.

"What do you think is going on?"

"Brother, is it..."

The woodcutter lowered his voice and asked, "What kind of dirty thing has got you entangled with?"