Monster Tea Party

Chapter 5492 Small Town
They will tend to be more truthful than others...

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This is human nature.

If a person's true self is not himself, when encountering a similar situation, he will stand on the side of the majority.

After figuring this out...

The young scholar opened his mouth, unable to utter a word.

but……

But he saw...

This should be the biggest reason...

When the young scholar said this, it felt a little light and could not become a heavy piece of evidence that would hit the mark.

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Just like his brothers couldn't convince him because they didn't see it.

What he saw was not enough to convince his brothers.

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There was a stalemate between them.

Unable to crack.

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but……

Because he was the only one who saw it, and his brother was not the only one who didn't see it.

He became the weak one.

So, he was the one who was brought to see the master today.

Not my brother.

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“…Isn’t what I saw with my own eyes real?”

The young scholar seemed to be asking the monk, but also seemed to be asking himself.

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"Did you actually see it with your own eyes?"

The monk still asked another question slowly.

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The young scholar was stunned.

He blurted out, "Of course I saw it with my own eyes..."

The young scholar's voice became softer and softer.

Until it disappeared in the throat.

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What do you mean?
The young scholar looked at the monk with a bewildered look on his face.

"...I have met it many times..."

“…It’s very greedy.”

"Every time... they would eat up all the food I prepared."

“All the food that was eaten was real.”

“…I can’t eat so much food.”

It's not like he has no interaction with the black monster.

Could it be that those interactions were all just his imagination?
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How can it be……

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The young scholar found it ridiculous.

How could he imagine this?
Would he imagine a black monster that eats food?

Ah.

He admits this is not his style.

Impossible.

Why didn’t he just imagine a God of Literature?
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“Sometimes, what you see is not necessarily true.”

The monk smiled slightly.

“It’s possible for people to be blinded.”

"At this time, we need to focus on others."

“Listen to their perspective.”

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"Your brother is very tolerant."

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The young scholar, the woodcutter and the woman were all stunned by the sudden praise from the monk.

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what?
The young scholar opened his mouth slightly.

what?
Weren't you just advising him to listen to his brother?

The monk's meaning is very clear.

He's not a fool.

He could hear it.

really.

Outsiders will also tend to prefer the choice made by more people.

The monk believed his brother and thought what he saw was an illusion...

Although I know that the other party's choice is reasonable, I still feel a little disappointed.

The so-called great monks are no more than this.

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Suddenly, I heard some inexplicable words.

of course.

He was not questioning the statement itself.

My brother is very good.

Definitely.

He just questioned the timing of the statement.

at this time……

Why do you say this?
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Not to mention the young scholar, even the woodcutter who had been quietly watching the conversation between the monk and his brother was a little confused.

Why are we talking about him suddenly?

Or a compliment to him?
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He was naturally happy to be praised.

Who wouldn’t be happy to be praised?
only……

why?
Why are you praising him all of a sudden?

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The woodcutter's face showed confusion and puzzlement.

He glanced at the woman.

The woman's face was also filled with confusion and bewilderment.

I felt a little emotional.

The eminent monk is worthy of being an eminent monk.

What he said was very confusing.

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"Brother is very good." The young scholar nodded, "But Master, what did you mean by that sentence just now?"

It shouldn't just be to praise my brother, right?
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"I have met someone with a similar situation to you, the donor."

The monk's eyebrows were slightly curved.

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what?
The young scholar was stunned.

Someone in a similar situation to him?

"He also saw the black monster?!"

"He was the only one who saw it?!"

The young scholar became a little excited.

So his condition is normal, right?
The black monster was not his fantasy or imagination...

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The woodcutter and the woman were also stunned.

Hey?
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The monk shook his head slowly.

"I don't know what she saw, either."

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what?
The young scholar was a little confused.

"You do not know?"

"Didn't he tell you?"

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There seemed to be a slight ripple in the monk's eyes, but when the young scholar looked carefully, the ripple seemed to be an illusion.

The young scholar couldn't help but frown.

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The woodcutter and the woman looked at each other.

They just felt that the monk's words made them more confused.

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"That year, I happened to pass by a small town..."

The monk lowered his eyes and told the story of that year.

"I am resting in a temple outside the city."

"Someone came to ask me to come."

"He said he wanted me to go see someone."

"I am going."

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The monk followed the servant through layers of doors, large and small, and walked through the long corridor.

Came to a house.

There were many servants standing outside the house with their heads bowed.

There were few people in the room.

Very quiet too.

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The monk saw the girl sitting on the bed.

The girl looked pale.

His eyes were filled with panic.

Like a frightened little animal.

Quite lovable.

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But the atmosphere in the room was extremely heavy and cold.

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The monk knew that this girl was the purpose of his trip.

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According to the girl's family, the girl was possessed by something dirty.

Got crazy.

She hoped that the monk could remove the filth and the evil spirit from the girl.

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The monk sat down on a chair beside the girl's bed.

"Amitabha."

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The girl shrank back.

He shrank further and further into a ball.

He hid in the shadow of the bed.

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The monk smiled.

A compassionate face.

The tone is gentle.

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Even when facing rude people who cursed him, the monk could remain calm.

Let the other party put down the butcher knife.

Just a girl.

The monk quickly made the girl relax a little.

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Discovering that the girl was wary and fearful of other people in the room, the monk asked the girl's family to let him talk to her alone.

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After the monk's efforts, the girl's family reluctantly agreed.

Soon, the girl and the monk were the only ones left in the room.

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The monk smiled.

"Donor, please relax."

"There are only the donor and this poor monk in this room."

"Would you like to tell me your troubles?"

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The monk's gentle attitude and the departure of others finally made the girl relax.

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The girl lowered her head.

There was no sound.

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The monk told some interesting stories from his travels.

The delicious food we ate...

A little misfortune that happened by chance...

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The girl finally laughed.

Like a child.