Chapter - 402 Master Yideng (12) (2/2)

At that moment they heard footsteps coming in from outside the door. A young monk came in. He clasped his hands and said, ”Shifu orders four martial brothers to send the guests off.” Everybody stood up immediately.

Guo Jing said, ”The Reverend is expecting an enemy; how can we walk away just like that? Forgetting my own inability Xiao Di [little/lowly younger brother] wants to collaborate with the four martial brothers to face the visitor.”

The fisherman, the woodcutter, the farmer and the scholar looked at each other with delighted expressions. ”Let me ask Shifu,” the scholar said.

Four people went in together. They stayed inside for quite a long time. When they came back out Guo Jing and Huang Rong saw their crestfallen expression and knew that Reverend Yideng did not allow them to help. And sure enough; the scholar said, ”Shifu thanks the two of you very much; but he said that everybody reaps what he sows, other people must not interfere.”

”Jing Gege,” Huang Rong said, ”Let us talk to the Reverend.” They went to the building where Reverend Yideng's meditation house is. Guo Jing knocked the door for half a day but nobody answered. He could have shoved the door open, but how could he dare to play rough?

The woodcutter low-spiritedly said, ”Shifu cannot receive the two of you. The mountain is high and the river is long, we will meet again some other time.”

Guo Jing felt deeply grateful toward Reverend Yideng, his warm blood bubbling up his chest; he was unable to restrain himself, with a loud voice he said, ”Rong'er, whether the Reverend allows us or not, let us go down the mountain. If we see anybody messing around, we'll beat the hell out of him first, then we'll talk.”

”That is a wonderful idea,” Huang Rong replied. ”If the Reverend's enemy is so fierce that we die in his hands, consider that we are repaying the Reverend's kindness.”

Guo Jing spoke with power, Huang Rong also intentionally raised her voice, of course Reverend Yideng heard them. They were just about to turn around when the wooden door suddenly opened. An old monk with a sharp voice said, ”The Reverend invites you to come in.”

Guo Jing was pleasantly surprised; alongside Huang Rong he walked into the room. Reverend Yideng and that Indian monk were still sitting cross-legged on the meditation mats just as before. Two people bowed down to the ground. They raised their heads and saw that Yideng's complexion was yellow and sickly; totally different from the first time they saw him. Two people's hearts were overwhelmed with gratitude and regret at the same time; they did not know what to say.

Yideng turned toward his four disciples on the door, ”Everybody come in, I want to say something.”

The fisherman, the woodcutter, the farmer and the scholar went inside the meditation room and paid their respects to their master and martial uncle. The Indian monk nodded his head to acknowledge, then he went back into his meditation, did not pay more attention to anybody. Reverend Yideng gazed at the rising incense smoke, he seemed to be lost in thought; his hand played with a sheep-white colored jade bracelet.

Huang Rong thought, ”It is obviously a woman's bracelet. I wonder what is Reverend's enemy's intention in sending it over?”

A moment later Yideng heaved a sigh and turned to Guo Jing and Huang Rong, ”The Old Monk gratefully accepts your kind intention. This matter relates to a complicated cause and effect; if I did not talk, I am afraid there will be casualties on both sides, and that is not the Old Monk's original intention. Do you know what kind of man I was?”