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Chapter 564: Like a Dream, an Illusion, a Bubble, a Shadow; Like Wind Brushing Empty Blossoms; Like Clouds and Smoke Scattered by the Wind (Page 1/4)

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Chapter 564: Like a Dream, an Illusion, a Bubble, a Shadow; Like Wind Brushing Empty Blossoms; Like Clouds and Smoke Scattered by the Wind

“It has indeed been a long time.”

“Husband...”

Tushan Meng looked at the old monk before her, the corners of her mouth lifting slightly in a gentle smile, yet that smile carried a kind of hatred too, as if she wanted to carve him apart with a thousand cuts.

“It has indeed been a long time.”

Yuankong looked at the woman in front of him, his expression calm.

“Benefactor has come from afar, so you must be somewhat weary. Would Benefactor like to enter the temple and drink a cup of warm tea, so this old monk may fulfill the duties of a host?”

Tushan Meng’s fox eyes narrowed slightly. She stared heavily at the old monk, and only after a long while did she nod.

“In that case, I’ll impose on you.”

“Benefactor, please.”

The old monk made a gesture of invitation and led Tushan Meng into the temple.

Tushan Meng walked into Sikong Temple, looking left and right.

The monks inside the temple all watched this beautiful demon woman warily, their eyes filled with hostility.

Xujing held his broom and timidly hid behind one of his senior brothers, carefully peeking his head out.

Tushan Meng glanced in Xujing’s direction and met his eyes.

Xujing shuddered hard and shrank behind his senior brother again.

Before long, Abbot Yuankong brought Tushan Meng into the rear courtyard.

And above Sikong Temple, the thousands upon thousands of demons hovered like bows drawn taut but not yet loosed, as if they would go to war with Sikong Temple in the very next instant.

In the courtyard Sikong Temple used to receive guests, Tushan Meng sat on a stone stool.

Yuankong brewed a pot of tea, rolled back his sleeve, and with his aged arm steady, poured Tushan Meng a cup.

“These tea leaves were planted by the monks of Sikong Temple with their own hands. They sell fairly well in the nearby towns. If Benefactor does not mind, you may try it.”

Without another word, Tushan Meng lifted the teacup and drained it in one gulp. She frowned.

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“Astringent and bitter. Husband still has no taste, just as before.”

Hearing Tushan Meng’s judgment, Xujing merely smiled faintly and said nothing more.

Tushan Meng gave Xujing a flat glance, then changed the subject.

“That proud disciple of yours left?”

“I wonder which disciple the female benefactor is asking about?” Yuankong replied, as if he knew nothing at all.

“Husband, don’t play dumb with me.” Tushan Meng’s fingertips toyed with the rough teacup, and her tone carried the faintest smile. “Xiao Mo. He left?”

“He left.” Yuankong nodded. “He only left a few days ago.”

“That is truly a pity.”

Tushan Meng sighed, as though she truly felt regret for Xiao Mo.

“In his previous life, Xiao Mo made no small contribution to my Tushan. This time, after finally finding Xiao Mo’s reincarnation, we wanted to bring him back to Tushan and properly nurture him.”

“We would have given him rare cultivation treasures beyond measure. We had even prepared a cultivation residence and a dao companion for him.”

“In the end, I never expected that by the time we of Tushan invited him back, he had already left.”

Listening to Tushan Meng, Yuankong only smiled calmly.

“Benefactor says you were inviting that disciple of mine back. Was it truly to let him enjoy good fortune? I fear that if that disciple of mine had gone back, within a few days, even his bones would no longer remain.”

“So what if that’s true?”

Tushan Meng did not bother concealing anything.

“If he came back with me, he would die. But how do you know that if he does not come back with me, he will be able to live well from now on?”

Tushan Meng poured herself another cup of tea and took another drink, as if the tea were wine, loosening her tongue.

“Most people in this world now think I, Tushan Meng, am ruthless, vicious, heartless, and without loyalty. I have never denied it. But compared to you men, what does Tushan Meng even amount to?”

Tushan Meng turned her head, gripping the teacup in her hand so tightly it seemed that with just a little more force, she would crush it to powder.

“Back then, I gave my heart to you. I trusted you wholeheartedly. I became dao companions with you. I wanted to grow old with you. But what about you?”

Blood streaked Tushan Meng’s eyes.

“I never expected that every feeling you showed me was false. You approached me, and every sentence, every word you said to me was all for the sake of gaining my trust!”

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