booktalesy Chapter 131 A Few Bald Thieves
Chapter 131 A Few Bald Thieves
Chapter 131 A Few Bald Thieves
"That won't do!" Nan Jue immediately objected, saying, "Nan Rongni said that the only way to save them is through that girl spirit you mentioned. Once she dies, Mu Ningxue and Zhao Manyan may never wake up again."
"So how do we deal with this wooden fish demon?" Ai Jiangtu asked.
"The demon spirit is attached to the vessel. The first way to deal with it is to destroy the vessel. The second method is a bit risky, which is to let the mage's will probe into the vessel," Nan Jue said.
The three nodded, having roughly understood what Nan Jue was saying.
Seeing this, Nan Jue continued, "I can't break this restriction in a short time, but I can help you enter it with your will."
"Then let's go in quickly, saving lives is the priority," Ai Jiangtu said.
"Old Lu, you're coming in with me, it's a deal, no refusing." Mo Fan hooked his arm around Lu Jie's neck and said with a grin.
"Coming with you is never a good thing." Lu Jie rolled his eyes. You never think of me when there's good news, but you always think of me when there's bad news.
With Nan Jue's assistance, Lu Jie and Mo Fan's thoughts entered the internal space of the wooden fish vessel.
The world inside is just like the temple outside, but they are not there, and the meditation rooms are already full of worshippers.
They searched the area thoroughly but found nothing.
They then walked straight up to the sea cliff, where they met Miyata.
She carved words on a sea rock, crying as she finished the last stroke: "Why don't you believe me? Why don't any of you believe me... We really have nothing..."
Before the two could even speak to her, she got up and jumped off the cliff.
Upon seeing this, Mo Fan instinctively tried to stop her, but Lu Jie pulled him back and shook his head, saying, "This is just an illusion created by the wooden fish vessel. Perhaps Miyata's death was a miscarriage of justice."
Upon hearing this, Mo Fan suddenly realized something and hurriedly said, "They told us to go to the temple!"
"It's sandalwood!" Lu Jie smelled the sandalwood scent.
The two then rushed to the temple, where they found a group of monks gathered.
"She left a suicide note. Although she committed suicide, we also bear responsibility for the pressure. The police asked us if we wanted to suppress this matter..." an old monk said.
"We have to suppress this. Once this gets out, no one will ever come to our temple again," said a fat monk dressed in kitchen clothes.
"Yes, our temple is famous for its services related to marriage and children. Her death will definitely affect us... Sigh, what a hassle!"
"How can you say such things? It's true that what happened between him and Miyata is unpleasant to hear, but now Miyata has used her death to prove that nothing happened between her and Narahara Sora. We bear responsibility for this!"
"Yuan Kong, we never expected Miyata to do such a thing. Please accept our condolences," the old monk said.
Narahara Sora sat on a futon, his head bowed the entire time, and it was unclear whether he had heard a word everyone was saying.
But from his gloomy face and the occasional twitching of his cheeks, you could tell how angry he was inside!
"It was clearly Nanami who was seen having a secret rendezvous with another woman, yet you're claiming it was me and Miyata! Do you even have the ability to distinguish right from wrong?! Now look what's happened, you've forced Miyata to die to prove my innocence!!!" Narahara Sora suddenly stood up and pointed at one of the young monks.
The monk named Nanami avoided eye contact, but quickly hardened his expression again: "I didn't. You weren't at the temple that night. When people asked where Miyata was, she said she stayed on a small island outside the sea cliff all night. But there's no island outside the sea cliff. She must have made up a lie because your affair was discovered."
"She's ridiculous! She actually took us to the sea cliffs, but there's nothing there, just an endless sea. There aren't any islands. She's lying. She must have gone to meet you that night. She's doing something that damages the temple's reputation and still tries to deny it, even trying to frame me!"
"I think I understand." Lu Jie looked at the scene in front of him and nodded, having roughly grasped the situation.
"But what about that little island?" Mo Fan asked.
"Perhaps the giant sea turtle we encountered at sea before was the so-called island," Lu Jie said.
A certain overheard Baxia: I'll fuck your mother's ass!
When they came out, Li Kaifeng brought his intelligence.
After hearing this, Mo Fan immediately realized that something was wrong.
"Something terrible has happened! We need to get to Manying Mountain right away!" Mo Fan raised his voice.
Lu Jie grabbed Mo Fan, then summoned a mini wooden dragon, and the two of them flew away.
Only Ai Jiangtu and his group remained, staring at each other blankly.
No, you're making us look confused.
However, they also learned one thing: the monks in this temple were all "good-for-nothing bald men"!
Nanami was rendered unable to take care of himself by Narahara Sora, while the abbot lost an eye, and the other monks were in no better shape.
"Narahara Sora, stop right now!" Mo Fan's voice drifted over.
Narahara Sora stopped what he was doing, but the two of them couldn't see him, so he didn't reveal himself.
"When we first started talking, I thought you were some upright and honest bald monk, but I never expected..."
Mo Fan was furious and started cursing in a random direction.
"Have you cursed enough?!" Narahara Sora roared, his hair standing on end in anger, revealing his figure and his pale, terrifying face.
Then, awkwardly, Narahara Sora was to Mo Fan's side, while Mo Fan was pointing towards the fat kitchen monk.
Lu Jie looked up at the sky and sighed, then turned Mo Fan's body around, pointing him directly at Narahara Sora.
Mo Fan was slightly embarrassed, but still maintained his furious expression: "You bald monk, release my friend's soul right now! Settle your grudges and revenge, but don't drag innocent people into this!"
"I have already refined their souls, otherwise there wouldn't be this cursed blood map!" Narahara Sora showed no respect for Mo Fan.
"You sly bald guy, do you really think your grandpa Mo Fan grew up eating vegetables? Watch out!"
"Old Lu, get these bald monks who can't tell right from wrong out of here. I'm afraid I'll accidentally kill them!"
With a casual wave of his hand, Lu Jie sent out several plant vines that bound the monks, throwing them out of the area. They wouldn't die, but if they got injured, they couldn't blame him.
Narahara Sora was struck by lightning, but the area that was struck quickly recovered.
"Kill them!" Narahara Sora commanded the two red-faced demons who had just severed Nanami's arm, his face grim.
(End of this chapter)