The abbot covered his mouth and coughed a few more times: "I was too sad yesterday and stayed up all night, so my throat is like this this morning. Please don't be offended. Shi Yuan, please go out first."
"Yes, Master." Shi Yuan could not disobey his master's orders, so he responded and exited the dormitory.
The abbot's beard and eyebrows seemed to have become thicker, and the facial features were somewhat obscured. But he said to the two of them: "Thank you for returning Shi Xin's bones. You have come all the way here, but I am seriously ill in bed. Please treat me
I'm not careful, please forgive me, the two donors."
Ruyi said: "Master Fangzhang is too polite. Shi Xin and my senior brother are old friends. It is said that the two sects have a long history, so it is appropriate to come to Shaolin. I wonder if Master Fangzhang has read Shi Xin's suicide note?"
The abbot coughed and said, "Okay, since there's nothing else, please come back to the two benefactors. When I get better in a while, I'll welcome the two benefactors to visit Shaolin again."
Ruyi and Bai Qinghan both frowned, "No, it's too wrong."
Could it be that Master Abbot is sick and his brain is not working well? No matter what, he should answer questions and answers. He didn't answer anything as he wished, but he sent the guests off directly. It was so strange.
Ruyi asked again tentatively: "Abbott, we met yesterday too hastily, so I didn't have time to ask you urgent questions. I wonder what disease you are suffering from? My brother is a businessman and has many connections. Maybe he can find some miracle cures."
Master Abbot said again: "Okay, since there is nothing else, the two benefactors can go back. In a few days, when I recover from my illness, I will welcome the two benefactors to visit Shaolin again."
What he said was exactly the same as before. It was completely out of line.
Bai Qinghan said: "Abbott old man, what's wrong with you? Do you want me to call your apprentice in to take a look?"
"Okay, since there is nothing else, please come back to the two benefactors. When I get better in a while, I will welcome the two benefactors to come to Shaolin again." The abbot master still replied with this sentence,
The exact same tone, the exact same words, as if they had been set in advance.
The two stood up in shock. No matter what they said or asked, the abbot always answered this sentence.
Ruyi pointed at the abbot and said: "You are definitely not the abbot, who are you! What did you do to the abbot!"
As he spoke, Bai Qinghan jumped up, pushed the abbot Master to the ground, put his knee on his neck, and said angrily: "Say! Who are you! I have long felt that your voice is not right."
Master Abbot trembled, and he shouted in a high-pitched voice: "Don't... don't kill me... Master Yiku asked me to do this."
As he spoke, his whole body shrank like a deflated air bag, and the facial hair on his face began to fall off. The soft human skin collapsed and turned into powder. There was a sudden bulge in the cassock.
An object flew towards the corner of the wall.
Ruyi shouted: "We can't let him run away! Snow Girl! Hold him still."
The snow girl said yes, floated out, stretched out her hand, and an icicle came out in response, but it froze the escaped object into a big ice block.
Ruyi and Bai Qinghan hurriedly moved over, wanting to see clearly what it was, but as they got closer, they could see clearly that the thing inside the ice cube was blinking pitifully, and it was covered in gray-brown satin fur.
, a pointed beak, monkey cheeks, a strangely long bald tail behind him, and two short paws curled up in front of his chest.