Chapter Nine, The Old Monk Who Has Not Crossed Over

The abbot... ... felt a pang of conscience, and tears streamed down his face.

Without any explanation, Liang directly pushed the door open and barged in

The old monk knows

It was not until the early morning of the following day, during the morning class, that the monks in the temple discovered that the abbot had collapsed in his meditation room, with bloodstains scattered on the floor

No, thank you for your kind intentions, Master

Liang pressed his ear against his mouth and barely heard two words

No, child, that is a cat demon, you cannot resist it. There is only one place in the world where you can... where you can hide, and that is..." The voice of the old monk Wei Du grew fainter.

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You Liang bowed three times and then slowly stood up, gazing at his remains as he silently said: "Abbot, you may rest in peace. Regardless of whether they are demons or ghosts, I, You Liang, will surely heal these hands to seek revenge". After saying this, he turned and left

Sun Yifeng was overjoyed upon hearing this and hurriedly asked, "Where is the 'Zhi Ke Needle' hidden?"

On the bed lay an old monk with a waxen complexion, who was now barely breathing, with a trace of dried blood still lingering at the corner of his mouth

Meiniang's gaze first swept around, and then with a swift "whoosh," she leaped onto the writing desk, her movements remarkably agile, in stark contrast to her plump figure

Meiniang was so engrossed in her reading that she even used her claws to turn the pages, which greatly intrigued the old monk who had not yet crossed over.

"The benefactor has traveled a long way; it would be better to have a meal before departing." The old monk, still untraveled, was quite warm in his hospitality

Do you know where the "Shike Needle" is located

It seems that the Tomb of the Medicine King is either truly located on Wangwu Mountain, or the old monk only knows about the Tomb of Master Sun, Sun Yifeng pondered.

The door was slightly ajar, pushed open forcefully by Meiniang's front paw

The old monk knows

Meiniang's large head leaned in closer, almost touching the face of Tushu Juweidu, and suddenly she opened her mouth wide and began to laugh in a strange manner

"Strange, where did this big cat come from?" the old monk Wudu said in astonishment as he looked at it.

"Wangwu Mountain, located a hundred miles northwest of Jiyuan County, Henan." The old monk repeated mechanically.

The Zen room of the abbot who has not yet crossed over is still lit, seemingly engaged in reading scriptures, and I can hear the sound of him turning the pages.

Cats have traditionally been prohibited in temples, as Buddhist precepts strictly forbid killing, and cats are inherently "killers"

"Abbot, is that bespectacled old man hurting you?"

Meiniang rolled over eighteen times on the spot and suddenly shrank beneath the bed, her pair of green, eerie eyes fixed intently on the old monk who had not yet crossed over, her eyelids rhythmically opening and closing, emitting a series of rapid biological electric waves.

"Oh, you came back again?" the butler monk asked in surprise, looking up and down at Youliang, who was dressed in a dark blue Zhongshan suit.

The old monk has little time left, and now it is merely a fleeting moment of clarity. Allow me to finish my words. "The other party's objective is to locate the Tomb of the Medicine King to obtain the 'Devouring Needle,' but I do not know where it is. Your current situation is very dangerous, and the Buddhist Cliff Temple is no longer safe. Quickly go and hide..."

"Where is it?" Sun Yifeng asked urgently.

Without looking back, he dashed down the mountain from the Fo Ya Temple.

Sun Yifeng removed the silver needles from both himself and the old monk who had not crossed over, bent down to pick up Meiniang, and retrieved the severed leg before leaving the meditation room. He leaped out of the Buddhist Cliff Temple and descended the mountain overnight, heading straight for Tongguan.

Sun Yifeng successfully launched a surprise attack and, unable to contain his urgency, hurried to check Meiniang's injuries. Upon seeing that one of her hind legs had been gruesomely severed, he was instantly filled with heartache. He quickly worked to stop the bleeding and bandage her wounds, softly saying, "Meiniang, you have suffered, but I still need you to enter the old monk's body"

That is incorrect; the 'Tomb of Master Sun' there is merely a symbolic grave. What I wish to know is the actual burial site of the Medicine King, Sun Simiao.

The old mother cat wobbled her plump rear end and staggered to the door of the meditation room, then boldly pushed the door with her paw

He ignored him and hurriedly ran to the abbot's unoccupied meditation room, only to find two monks guarding the entrance

Meiniang followed like a shadow, pursuing relentlessly from the air. Just as the old monk let out a cold laugh, he waved his arm, sending several faint shadows of his arm crashing down like a mountain. His technique revealed not a single flaw. However, Meiniang was, after all, a cat, and her reflexes were far quicker than those of a human. In mid-air, she executed a sideways flip and landed in an instant, yet even so, she narrowly avoided being struck.

Meow... it seemed that Mei Niang understood very well and called out softly.

Meow... The tears welled up in Meiniang's eyes, clearly indicating that she was enduring immense pain

"Mei Niang, it is your turn to take action." Sun Yifeng affectionately kissed its forehead, then gently placed it on the ground, pointing towards the door.

"Has the good man returned?" The old monk, who had not yet crossed over, slightly opened his eyes and said with difficulty

In the Zen room, Sun Yifeng stood up to take his leave and said, "Thank you, Master, I will not disturb you any further"

In the Wangwu Mountain, located one hundred miles northwest of Jiyuan City, Henan Province

"Who is it? Come in." The voice of the old monk, who had not yet crossed over, echoed in the room

"You brat, you're back! Hurry up and go to the kitchen to start the fire," the fat monk blocked Youliang and shouted loudly.

There is a monk skilled in fire at the Buddhist Cliff Temple.

Who exactly is that old beggar with the * picture * book? " Sun Yifeng continued to ask.

"You take a look for a while; I, the old monk, will stretch my muscles and bones." The old monk stood up and stretched his waist and legs.

It was clear to Liang that Professor Sun had already been there, and despite his hurried efforts, he was still a step too late.

The old monk knows

As night fell, Sun Yifeng estimated that the worshippers had already dispersed. Taking advantage of the moonlight, he climbed the mountain again. At this moment, the gates of the Fo Ya Temple had been closed. He circled to the back of the temple, lightly leaping over the courtyard wall, and silently landed inside the temple, as agile as a wild cat

While the old monk was not paying attention, Mei Niang quietly turned her head, and two drops of saliva fell from the corner of her mouth into the cup of water on the table

What is his true intention in going to the capital to study acupuncture?

I am a person of good character... He went up and knelt before the bed, sobbing as he held the hand that had not yet crossed into dryness

The old monk is unaware. Before the old monk's words could finish, he let out a loud "puff" and sprayed blood profusely.

The old monk, who had not yet crossed over, closed his eyes; he has died

It has already been lost," the old monk replied expressionlessly.

The fat monk was astonished, and the other monks looked at him in surprise; this mute little monk actually spoke.

The old monk, having not yet crossed over, gasped and turned his head with great difficulty

"The old monk has not yet crossed over," the old monk replied, his lips still dripping with fresh blood, his gaze vacant.

"Haha, indeed you possess a certain spirit; I hope you refrain from taking life." The old monk Weidu chuckled as he took the cup of water and took a sip

Get lost! A harsh, metallic sound emanated from the good mouth.

The old monk suddenly felt a tightness in his head, realizing that he had fallen into a trap. His thoughts began to slow down significantly; the toxicity of Meiniang's saliva was taking effect. However, his internal energy was exceptionally profound, and he exerted all his strength to prevent the spread of the poison within his body. At the same time, he forcefully swung his right foot, and a monk's shoe shot out like lightning, heading straight for under the bed. This was the final move of the "Five Styles of Bodhidharma," known as "Only the Shoe Returns to the West."

"All things possess spirituality; it seems you also wish to enter my Buddhist gate," said Wei Du with approval, "This is the 'Diamond Sutra,' even I find it quite perplexing."

Sun Yifeng left Foyasi and wandered around the foot of the mountain. He then found a small restaurant to have dinner, waiting for night to fall

Abbot, I swear I will definitely avenge you

This statement infuriated Sun Yifeng greatly. How could this old monk be so clueless when asked? Left with no choice, he had to change the subject: "Who is Liang?"

"Who are you?" Sun Yifeng asked tentatively

Sun Yifeng took out a silver needle and pricked it into Meiniang's head. He then used another fine needle to pierce the already unconscious old monk's left and right hands at the Ghost Cave and Ghost Palace points. The last long needle was inserted into the old monk's groin at the Ghost Hiding point, and he casually closed the door, quietly sitting under the lamp, waiting.

"Where have you gone? The abbot was still calling your name while in a coma," said the monk

What happened to the abbot? A sense of unease settled in Liang's heart.

Meow... The voice of Mei Niang was hoarse and coarse, resembling that of an old woman

The old monk was just about to drive him away when he discovered that the large cat was actually lying on the table, bowing its head to read the scriptures.

Sun Yifeng stood under the cypress tree, silently observing for a while. He then unfastened his travel bag, and the plump, bulky old mother cat stretched, yawned, and opened a pair of green, glimmering eyes

The old monk fell down at an angle, while Mei Niang slowly awakened.

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Meiniang sensed that the situation was dire and leaped into the air, but she was still a moment too late. One of her hind legs was sharply severed in the middle by the monk's shoe, causing her to let out a piercing and tragic cry.

Do you know about the "Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate"?

As it was said, time flies; Meiniang's sharp claws darted towards Weidu's neck like lightning. Weidu, an old monk, was a martial arts enthusiast. Although his understanding of Buddhist teachings was not profound, he had mastered the "Five Styles of Bodhidharma" to perfection, surpassing the martial skills of his senior brother, Master Yidu, by a considerable margin. As the cat's claws approached, his body instinctively reacted, causing the chair beneath him to glide sideways over two zhang, embodying Bodhidharma's "One Reed Crossing the River"

Just as the old monk Weidu was concentrating his thoughts to counteract the deadly poison, at that critical moment, a figure shot in from outside and struck him on the back with a palm. Caught completely off guard, Weidu let out a "puh" as he spat out blood, his body swaying twice before collapsing to the ground

"Oh, aren't you mute?" The two monks were both astonished upon hearing this.

Child, it seems you have found yourself in a dangerous situation

Do you know where the Tomb of the Medicine King is located

You Liang arrived at the gate of Fo Ya Temple along the mountain path. Although it had only been a little over ten days since he left, seeing the familiar scenery still filled him with an overwhelming sense of warmth and affection

Meow... Meow... The charming lady respectfully offered the water cup to Wei Du with both front paws.

As soon as I... was about to speak, I was interrupted by Wei Du.

In a moment, the old monk slowly opened his eyes while sitting cross-legged on the ground, and at the same time, Mei Niang lay unconscious and in a deep sleep beside him

Ah, demon!" Wei Du suddenly turned pale with shock

It seemed that no further questions could be asked, Sun Yifeng thought, and then said: "Meiniang, you may come out now"

Wei Du paused for a moment, then replied: "The old monk does not know."