Su Yizhao looked at Shi Fang doubtfully, "Are you familiar with Master Jie Ai?"
Unexpectedly, the waiter also looked confused. He shook his head and said, "I don't know him!"
"Donor! Are you there? Our senior brother Jie Hui invites you!" Another urging voice came from outside the door, and it turned out to be another monk.
"Go and see what's going on!" Hearing this movement, there were more than one or two people outside the door. Su Yizhao's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad feeling.
There were a lot of knocks on the door, and the waiter hurriedly stepped forward to open the door.
When he opened the door, Su Yizhao, who was sitting at the round table, immediately looked over. Only to see five muscular monks standing outside the door.
"Masters, what's the matter?" The servant was also frightened by the other party's formation, so he asked hesitantly.
The leading monk glanced at Su Yizhao sitting at the table, and then turned his eyes to Shi Fang's face.
He clasped his hands together, with a serious expression on his face, and said to the attendant: "Donor! The poor monk is here to find the benefactor on the order of Senior Brother Jie Ai. I want to ask you something. Please come with us to the Discipline Pavilion."
Su Yizhao stood up angrily when he heard the words. It doesn't take much to say the name "Jielu Pavilion" to know where it is.
The servant is not a monk in the temple, and the other party has sent five monks here. What is this going to do?
"This master is my attendant. I don't know why I invited him to the Discipline Pavilion. If he has offended me before, please bear with me."
Su Yizhao stepped forward and suddenly found that the monk who had been blocked by the attendant just now was actually holding a rope in his hand.
Although the man had his hands behind his back, Su Yizhao still saw a corner of the rope.
"It turns out to be Young Master Su. Don't be nervous, Young Master. It's just Senior Brother Jie Hui who wants to ask questions."
The leading monk's eyes were sharp, and the muscles on his arms were bulging. In such weather, he was still half-shirtless.
What a loud tone. A monk actually wants to ask a question and just leads someone away casually. How is this different from a powerful person?
However, Fayuan Temple has a good reputation, and the status of the master who presides over the temple is not low, even the royal family must respect it.
Su Yizhao was unhappy, but his expression remained unchanged.
"I wonder what the master is called?" Su Yizhao looked at the other person. Among these monks, this one should have a higher status.
"The name of the poor monk is cleared!" The monk clasped his hands together and bowed, but his eyes were a little cold.
"Master Jingkong, let me go with him! I am a follower with a clumsy mouth and clumsy cheeks, which may offend others." Su Yizhao said without hesitation.
In any case, the attendant is her attendant, and if something happens, she can't get away from it.
Beads of sweat appeared on Shi Fang's forehead. At this moment, he would be extremely stupid if he could not see that these people came with bad intentions.
But he had been staying in the wing all day, and somehow he got into trouble with these people. He turned to look at his master, but hesitated to speak.
Sensing Shi Fang's nervousness, Su Yizhao gave him a comforting look.
"Then I'll excuse you two to go out, please!" The leader of the monks made way and made a gesture of invitation.
Su Yizhao led Shi Fang to take the lead. She glanced at the monks behind her from the corner of her eye, only to see them quickly surrounding her and Shi Fang.
It seems that something is not good! Did Shi Fang do something behind her back?
Su Yizhao glanced at the waiter and saw that he was sweating on his forehead and looked very nervous. He happened to turn his gaze towards himself, and the two of them looked at each other.
That look in his eyes should be blank and at a loss.
It took about half an hour for the group of people to walk to the Discipline Pavilion. However, when Su Yizhao and the others arrived at the door, her face could not help but become solemn.
I saw four monks guarding outside the Discipline Hall. When they saw them coming, they looked at them with some evil eyes.
Jing Kong behind him exchanged glances with the monk in front of the door, and then a monk came forward.
"Two benefactors, our senior brother Jie Hui is waiting in the house."
The servant's feet felt a little weak, and this battle made him feel uneasy. He turned around and glanced at his young master, only to find that his face was very calm.
For some reason, his heart suddenly relaxed.
As long as the young master is around, he feels that he has support, even though his young master is only nine years old.
Su Yizhao led his attendants into the house and found that there was more than one monk in the house.
This battle! Su Yizhao counted, there were four in total. A mature monk stood by the door. What surprised Su Yizhao was that there was actually a guard inside the door.
Two of the monks were sitting opposite each other on a futon, with a chessboard in front of them, and they were playing chess.
Su Yizhao was the first to set his sights on an old man with a snow-white beard and kind eyes.
Wearing a cassock, a string of Buddhist beads hangs on his chest. He never leaves his left hand and turns the beads every time.
This person has a high status! The person opposite him is younger than him, but he is already in his sixties.
The last young monk stood behind the old man. When he saw Su Yizhao and the others coming in, he immediately turned his attention over.
"But you are the patron?" The young monk took two steps forward and asked.
The waiter said nervously: "Yes!"
"May I ask who you are, the master of abstinence and anger?"
Since Jingkong had just called Jie Ai his senior brother, she felt that Jie Ai's age should be similar to Jing Kong's.
This person is the only one in this room who is similar in age to Jingkong. As for the two people sitting and playing chess, they should be from the prison and are first-class deacons.
Jie Hui put his hands together and saluted, "The poor monk is Jie Hui, the deacon of Jie Hui Pavilion!"
"These two are Master Zhuhui, the abbot, and Master Zhuming, the uncle!"
Jiehe and Su Yizhao introduced the two people just now, which surprised Su Yizhao.
Why are the abbot and Master Ming also there? It seems that the matter is quite serious!
The kind-hearted person just now was none other than Master Zhu Hui, and the person opposite him was Master Zhu Hui’s younger brother, the abbot of Fayuan Temple, Master Zhu Hui.
"Servant Fang is my attendant. My name is Su Yizhao. I live in the family for seven years."
Su Yizhao quickly led the attendants to salute the three of them. She remembered that today's purpose was to ask for the magic talisman. It seemed that the original plan was no longer needed, and she couldn't help but sigh that there was something wrong in her heart.
The two masters stopped playing chess, then put their hands together and said Amitabha!
"It turns out he is the young master of the fourth room of the Su family. Please forgive me for being rude just now, Mr. Su."
Upon hearing this, Master Jie'ai knew that he was the son of the fourth eldest son of the Su Mansion. He knew the relationships among the aristocratic families in the capital very well.
"Master, you're welcome! But my follower is timid and I don't know why I called him here."
Su Yizhao glanced at the two people who were still playing chess after saluting. These two people were highly respected and were still waiting here, so it seemed like something was going on.
"That's it! Did a young novice go to the donor's wing just now?"
Jie Ai's tone was easy-going, but his piercing eyes and majestic posture added a bit of pressure to people.
The attendant nodded, "Yes! The young master just reminded me that it's almost time for the temple to close."
"Excuse me, what time is it?" Jie Ai continued to ask.
"About the beginning of Shenshi." The waiter remembered the time, and the young novice reminded him in this way, saying that there was still an hour before the temple would be closed.
"After that, did the donor see him again?" Jiehe's expression was serious, making the waiter involuntarily nervous.
"No, about a quarter of an hour after he left, my young master came."
Su Yizhao noticed something was wrong and quickly asked: "But what happened to the young master?"
Jie Ai suddenly turned cold and said: "Just now, a nephew from the temple found that junior brother Jingshu died in the flowers on the east side outside Fushu Monastery. Fushu Monastery is also the courtyard where Shi Fang's benefactor lives."