Chapter 613 - Sarah Banta (1/2)

Since someone dared to sneer at her son, Li Yueying said in a cold voice, “I know my older brother very well and I don’t believe he would marry Li Meiyu to a poor boy who’s good for nothing. I’m pretty sure that you’re faking the marriage contract to take our money away.”

Qin Haodong did not care what she had just said. He laughed instead. “There’s someone faking the marriage contract, but it’s not me.”

Li Meiyu also added, “Yes, I can prove it. Grandpa did promise to marry me to him.”

“What…”

The marriage contract and the proof of a party involved immediately put Li Yueying and her son at a disadvantage.

Li Jianye frowned with dissatisfaction. He did not expect that their carefully-planned scheme would come to nothing. He was also well aware that it was no use arguing with them.

Thus, he cut in, “Well, Let’s forget about the will and marriage contract then. My brother’s funeral is the top priority.”

He turned to Li Meiyu and said, “Get in and say goodbye to your grandfather.”

Li Meiyu also realized that arguing with them was just a waste of time, so she gave up and went into the inner room with Qin Haodong and Nalan Wushuang.

There was a crystal coffin in the middle of the room and inside lay Li Dongguo, the founder of the Li Group. The lid of the coffin was removed to make the tribute more convenient.

On one side of the coffin sat an old man in a green robe. He was about 60 years old and looked like a great master with his ruddy complexion and neatly-arranged hair.

They walked into the room but the old man didn’t even look at them. He sat still and murmured. It seemed that he was reciting sutras for Li Dongguo.

Li Jianye said, “Meiyu, your grandpa passed away and I’ve invited Master Zha to recite sutras for him. I believe that he will definitely enter Paradise.”

Upon hearing that this man was Master Zha, Qin Haodong looked at him carefully and found a faint fluctuation of spiritual power around him. This old man must have some real techniques.

“Grandpa!”

Li Meiyu could no longer suppress her sadness at the sight of her grandpa. She cried and burst into tears while holding his body.

Li Meiyu’s grandpa was her only family member. She knew that he loved and cared about her even though he had always been strict with her. But now her grandpa had passed away, leaving her alone in this world. How could she live her life?

Li Jianye hastened to comfort her, “Meiyu, please don’t cry. Your grandpa has passed away. Please, don’t let him worry about you.”

Qin Haodong looked away from Master Zha and turned instead to Li Dongguo who was lying in the coffin. A thought suddenly struck him.

Li Meiyu was still crying, so he went forward and comforted her, “Meiyu, don’t cry. It’s no use crying here.”

He pulled Meiyu up and then straightened Li Dongguo’s body. Seemingly unintentionally, he put his hand behind his head and put it straight.

Li Meiyu stopped crying and said, “I want to stay here for the wake.”

Li Yueying said, “It’s your duty to stay here for the wake. You’re a good kid and your grandpa will be proud and relieved.”

Just then, a skinny monk came in from outside. He was in his 30s or 40s and was wearing a purple-red frock. He was clearly a monk but Qin Haodong felt a gloom force around him.

“The master is here.”

Li Yueying greeted the monk with great happiness and then turned to Li Meiyu and said, “This is Master Sarah Banta from Thailand. He came here today to recite sutras for your grandpa. They were good friends.”

Upon hearing that he was a master from Thailand, Li Meiyu said respectfully, “Thank you, master.”

Li Yueying added, “Sarah Banta is a great master. He’s the disciple of the state teacher of Thailand and will definitely help your grandpa enter Paradise.”

Sarah Banta said something in Thai but nobody could understand him. Then, he knelt down on the futon in front of the coffin and began to recite sutras for Li Dongguo.

The sutras he was reciting were strange and sounded like cries or the Buddhist chants. It made one feel gloomy and scared with the dim light in the mourning hall.

Master Zha, who was sitting beside him, opened his eyes and glanced at the weird monk. But he closed his eyes and continued with his Taoist scriptures without saying anything.

Li Meiyu also found a futon and sat down on her knees. Qin Haodong and Nalan Wushuang were standing behind her. They would not leave her alone at this critical moment.

Li Meiyu suddenly felt a little dizzy as Sarah Banta recited his sutras. Her eyelids were dropping and she seemed to lose consciousness with her glassy eyes.

Qin Haodong immediately noticed that something was wrong with her. He looked at Sarah Banta and realized that his sounds had similar effects with Xiao Luochen’s mind-controlling skills. Both of them could attack people’s minds with a particular sound.

Obviously, this monk was Li Yueying’s trump card. If he didn’t interrupt, Li Meiyu would become a fool or even explode before she noticed anything wrong.

He took half a step forward and put his palm on Li Meiyu’s back. Genuine Qi came out of his body and formed an air shield around her, blocking the sounds of reciting sutras.

Li Meiyu immediately came to her senses after being protected from Sarah Banta’s attacks. She shook her head slightly and did not realize what had happened. She just wondered why she was so sleepy and tired just now.