Monster Tea Party

Chapter 5508 Give yourself an answer

"They won't hurt me."

The young scholar certainly knew this.

"They had no reason to lie to me."

"But……"

The young scholar couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed.

“How can I doubt myself?”

The young scholar covered his face with his hands.

“I saw it…”

“I really saw it…”

"Not just once."

“…It’s not a good omen…”

“It’s also real.”

……

"younger brother….."

The woodcutter and the girl were somewhat frightened by the young scholar's performance.

The woman was somewhat reluctant and soft-hearted...

She looked at the woodcutter.

Are they pushing their brother too hard?
The next second, the woman was stunned.

"...Husband..."

The woman's voice was slightly unsteady.

……

The woodcutter looked unhappy.

It looks very ugly.

……

Hearing what the young scholar had just said, the woodcutter felt a certain degree of empathy.

He understood his brother's dilemma.

Because he is the same.

His younger brother has been his pride since childhood.

He has always been very good to his brother.

He always stood on his brother's side in any situation.

He had thought so.

did not think of……

Such an incomprehensible thing actually happened.

The younger brother insisted that he saw a black monster that none of the others could see...

There was no way he could stand on his brother's side.

He hoped his brother would wake up.

I hope my brother realizes that he is wrong...

There is no black monster at all...

……

But his brother's near collapse just now made the woodcutter realize more deeply...

To make my brother realize this...

It's hard.

Very difficult.

……

How could this not make the woodcutter feel...

The woodcutter took a deep breath.

Try hard to suppress the emotions that are beginning to get out of control.

calm.

calm……

My younger brother is also in pain.

he knows……

But he was also in pain...

His younger brother...

Why on earth...

Will it become like this?
……

"Donor, donor."

The monk called out to him several times, but in vain did not bring the young scholar out of his own world.

……

The monk moved the Buddhist beads with his fingers and muttered something.

……

This stopped the woodcutter who was about to move forward.

……

The incense burns quietly.

The room is surrounded by the sound of chanting.

The young scholar's body slowly calmed down.

No more whole body trembling.

……

The young scholar finally slowly took his hands off his face.

He stared blankly at the monk who was chanting Buddhist scriptures.

His eyes gradually changed from intense to calm.

……

"donor."

The monk stopped chanting Buddhist scriptures.

He gave the young scholar a faint smile.

……

The young scholar was startled.

He licked his lips slightly uncomfortably.

He just...

"...I lost my composure."

The young scholar bowed his head.

"terribly sorry."

……

The monk shook his head slightly.

"No problem."

"Do you feel better now, benefactor?"

……

The young scholar smiled bitterly.

"……So be it."

Let yourself go.

Don’t think about questions that have no answers…

He is fine.

……

but……

The problem always exists.

It cannot be solved by simply running away.

……

You can escape for a while, but you can't escape forever.

……

Except for escaping...

He was at his wits' end.

Helpless.

Powerless.

he……

It's useless. He felt his powerlessness deeply.

……

"Don't make it too hard on yourself, benefactor."

The monk spoke gently.

"If you can't figure it out today, figure it out tomorrow."

"If you can't figure it out tomorrow, figure it out the day after tomorrow."

"One day I'll figure it out."

……

"Which day?"

The young scholar couldn't help but argue.

"I can't wait this long."

"My brother can't wait that long."

……

"no……"

The monk raised his lips slightly, "Three months left?"

……

The young scholar was stunned.

……

"Didn't you give yourself three months?"

The monk spoke in a soothing tone.

"Then allow yourself to take your time during this time."

"Do not worry."

....
"What if three months isn't enough?"

The young scholar couldn't help but speak with sarcasm again.

……

"You want to break the contract?"

The monk raised his eyebrows slightly.

……

The young scholar's eyes suddenly widened.

"Who wants to break the contract?!"

For a young scholar, breaking a contract was a very serious accusation.

As a scholar, I naturally know the importance of keeping my promise.

"I never go back on my word!"

"How could I break the contract?"

He will definitely abide by the agreement his brother made with him.

……

"Isn't this enough?"

The monk nodded slightly.

"It's enough if you have this awareness."

"The time has come, no need for others..."

"You will give your own answer."

……

The young scholar's mouth opened.

what……

Can you give yourself an answer?

……

The woodcutter frowned.

Really...

In fact, he used to hate people like Taoist priests and monks the most.

of course.

Now I don’t like it very much either.

....
The young scholar slowly closed his mouth.

On this point, he thought the same as his brother.

Because what the Taoist priests and monks say always makes people confused.

Can't figure it out.

……

This is true every time.

It seems as if they cannot speak clearly and plainly.

……

The young scholar looked at the monk.

"What do you mean, Master?"

"I mean..."

“I can’t think of the answer right now…”

“Will you figure it out later?”

……

"You'll figure it out when the time you agreed with your brother comes."

The monk smiled.

"As for whether this is the answer you want most..."

"I don't know."

……

The young scholar just frowned in anger and wanted to ask the monk if what he said was not what he meant by his words-
An idea flashed in his mind.

He found something different!

The young scholar's expression froze.

……

A hint of smile flashed across the monk's eyes.

The young scholar is indeed a smart man.

……

Compared to the young scholar's sudden realization, the woodcutter and the woman looked confused.

what?
what?
……

The expression on the monk's face faded.

There was even a hint of apology.

"terribly sorry."

The monk's gaze swept across the woodcutter, the woman, and finally fell on the young scholar.

"My ability is limited."

"I have encountered the donor's situation twice."

"twice……"

"I am powerless to help."

"I don't know why the donor is in such a situation."

"All I can do is to remind you a few words."

The monk looked at the young scholar intently.

“Stick to your heart.”

"Don't be influenced by the so-called evil spirits."

"To know……"

"Evil spirits are the best at deceiving people."

The monk's eyes flickered.

"sometimes……"

"Eyes can be deceiving."

“Because sometimes what the eyes see…”

"It's what your brain wants you to see."

“Instead of the actual reality.”

……

what?
A look of confusion appeared on the young scholar's face.

what?