Chapter 78

Ye Yu glanced at the black-clad assassin lying on the ground, his mind deep in thought. Since the mechanism of the carriage was set up, it had never been revealed to anyone.

Because whether it was the wheelchair he sat in or this iron carriage, they were his trump cards for survival. Even though She Tongcheng had followed him for so long, he had never told him the secret.

"How impatient my uncle and cousin are!"

Ye Yu asked himself if he had ever offended anyone, and even if he had, it wouldn't have been to the point of wanting to take his life.

Moreover, such an unusual assassin could hardly be hired by ordinary people. Therefore, the mastermind behind this, without much thought, must be Ye Mengxin and his son.

She Tongcheng, holding the leader of the bandits, confirmed what Ye Yu had suspected after questioning him. She Tongcheng angrily threw the bandit to the ground and said resentfully, "Brother, why don't we just kill these bandits..."

Ye Yu looked at the more than ten people groaning on the ground and shook his head. "Forget it, they are just following orders, and their crimes do not warrant death! Besides, whether they are guilty should be decided by the authorities! You need to control your temper!"

"Hmm... That's true. I'll tie up the leader and hand him over to the authorities!"

"Indeed, since Ye Mingzhi doesn't want me to exist, I, Ye Yu, will not let this go. From now on, it will be a fight to the death!" As Ye Yu spoke, a rare coldness appeared in his eyes.

This coldness was the kind of look one gives to a dead thing. She Tongcheng felt a chill in his heart, for he had seen this look before in Qingliu County. It was this emotionless look that made him feel timid at the time.

"Since you are a person who clearly distinguishes right from wrong, why do you do something ungrateful?" At this moment, a faint voice came from the forest.

Ye Yu frowned at these words and looked in the direction of the voice, only to see a drunkard staggering towards him.

As the drunkard approached, his appearance became clearer. He held a wine gourd in his right hand and a greasy chicken leg in his left, walking in a drunken, unsteady manner.

His clothes were dirty and disheveled, making it impossible to tell if he was a monk or a Taoist. However, the long string of prayer beads hanging from his chest revealed that this fat drunkard was a monk.

Although he wore a Buddhist boat-shaped hat, his long hair was left loose on his back, making his appearance quite bizarre.

Seeing this person approaching Ye Yu, She Tongcheng was about to step forward to stop him but was stopped by Ye Yu. Ye Yu looked at the middle-aged man who was hard to distinguish as a monk or a Taoist, feeling a sense of familiarity.

However, this feeling was vague, and he couldn't recall it immediately. But he couldn't agree with what the man had said, so he bowed and asked, "Master, I don't understand what you mean by your words."

The monk first took a bite of the chicken leg, then laughed and wiped his mouth with his dirty sleeve. "It cannot be said, it cannot be said, for to say it would be wrong!"

"You, you crazy monk, stop acting so foolishly and get lost!"

She Tongcheng, seeing the monk laughing, was about to drive him away. But when he tried to push the monk, he found that the monk was as immovable as a mountain. This made She Tongcheng's heart race, and he used all his strength to push with both hands.

But the monk still stood there, swaying as if rooted to the ground, casually gnawing on the chicken leg and drinking wine.

She Tongcheng was forced to take several steps back, his face filled with shock as he looked at the crazy monk. Ye Yu, sitting in the carriage, was also startled.

Although She Tongcheng was not a martial arts expert, he had the strength to push several hundred pounds. The monk, though somewhat fat, should not have been immovable.

"Ye Yu has always treated everyone with respect, how can I be ungrateful? Please enlighten me, Master!" Ye Yu knew that this monk was no ordinary person, so he asked respectfully.

The monk took a sip of wine, then leaned against the carriage, scratching his right foot with his left foot, and said casually, "Didn't I say it cannot be said, it cannot be said, for to say it would be wrong! As for why, you will understand in the future!"

"Then, according to Master, how should I handle this matter?"

"Drunk with wine, the autumn wind brings sorrow. The chaos of time and space, the cycle of life begins anew! Sir, everything is predestined, why not let it go? A small punishment for a big mistake might be better!"

Ye Yu was startled by these four lines of verse, especially the last two, which clearly contained profound meaning. He stared at the monk, who seemed drunk but not really, wondering if the monk had seen through his origins.

Suppressing the turmoil in his heart, he said solemnly, "Master, you also saw that they want to kill me, and my disabled legs are their doing! Is it wrong for me to seek justice?"

"Seemingly not wrong, but actually wrong! Seemingly wrong, but actually not wrong! What is wrong today may not be wrong tomorrow, and vice versa! Were their past actions wrong, do you think so, young sir?"

Ye Yu's eyes widened in shock, staring at the crazy monk. As the monk said, if Ye Mengxin hadn't been so ruthless, he wouldn't have been reborn in this weak body. For him now, the past wrongs were not necessarily wrong...

After a long moment of shock, Ye Yu finally managed to say, "Master, are you saying..."

The monk nodded and took another sip of wine. "In this world, right and wrong are just appearances! Believe me, if you let go today, you will not regret it in the future! As for your leg, perhaps I can help you!"

"Master, do you really mean it!?" Hearing that his legs could be cured, Ye Yu was overjoyed.

The crazy monk laughed and pulled out a tattered fan from his waist. This fan was extremely worn out, but the monk seemed to enjoy using it. "A monk does not lie, how could I deceive you?"

Seeing the tattered fan, a name immediately came to Ye Yu's mind, and he couldn't contain his joy. "Could you be the Holy Monk Ji Gong?"

"Holy Monk Ji Gong? Hahaha, I'm just a crazy monk, not a holy monk. But many people call me Ji Dian!" The monk waved the fan and smiled.

"Brother, this crazy monk doesn't look like a holy monk at all. How can we believe him?" Although She Tongcheng also hoped that Ye Yu's legs could be cured, he was skeptical about the crazy monk's words.

But Ye Yu looked at the crazy monk with a serious expression and bowed respectfully. "If the Holy Monk says he can cure my leg, I believe it! If you don't mind, please join me in the carriage!"

"Hehe, I won't be so polite!" The crazy monk spat on his hands, grabbed the carriage handle, and climbed into Ye Yu's carriage. She Tongcheng was about to stop him but was waved off by Ye Yu. She Tongcheng didn't understand why Ye Yu trusted a drunkard, but since his brother had decided, he had to follow.

She Tongcheng finally asked, "Brother, what should we do with these people?"

If the leader of the bandits were handed over to the authorities, Ye Yu was sure that Ye Mingzhi would be in jail for a long time. But in the carriage, Ye Yu looked at the drunk monk and sighed. "Forget it, let them fend for themselves! Let's go back!"

"Yes!" She Tongcheng sat in the carriage, flicked the reins, and the carriage left the forest.

However, due to the delay, the city gates were already closed, so they had to stay at an inn for the night. In the inn room, Ye Yu watched the monk devour the food and drink, and couldn't help but laugh, thinking that the legendary Ji Gong was indeed a monk who ate meat and drank wine.

The fat monk at the table was none other than the living Buddha Ji Gong, widely known in later generations. The only difference was that this monk was much fatter than the legend.

But Ye Yu understood that legends could be inaccurate.

Moreover, how could a monk who ate meat and drank wine be a malnourished monk from a mountain temple? According to Ye Yu, this was what Ji Gong should look like, with a balanced diet being the key to health!

After the monk finished eating and drinking, he used his right hand to pick his teeth, probably because he had gotten something stuck while eating the chicken leg. She Tongcheng looked at the monk with disdain, having seen what a wine-drinking, meat-eating monk was like.

The monk then smacked his lips, seemingly still not satisfied. Ye Yu understood and signaled She Tongcheng to bring another pot of good wine.

When She Tongcheng brought the wine and placed it on the table, the monk held the wine and sang, "My wild nature is like a white gull, a tattered robe and a fan with a pot of wine. My belly full of the moon, I lie drunk in the wind, singing of the autumn. My feet kick the world, my shoulders bear the sorrows of the past and present..."

After singing, he drank the wine, looking very content.

Ye Yu was surprised by the talent of this crazy Ji Gong. He was deeply moved and also drank a cup of wine, reciting a poem in response, "My belly full of knowledge, the road is hard to walk, I throw down my pen, my bones cold with pride. Wandering, I seek solace in the moon, the world is in turmoil, and I cannot find peace. The great Peng looks down on the world, the swan's wings are broken, and it becomes a sparrow..."

"Ha ha ha!"

The two laughed and the monk said, "What is yours will always be yours, what is not yours, you cannot force. For this meal, I will not take it for granted! However, to cure your leg, you will have to endure some pain..."

"Master, please speak frankly. If I can stand again, I am willing to do anything!"

"Your leg bones are old injuries, and they have already healed. Although you have not given up and have been massaging them daily, that only affects the skin and muscles. To stand, you must break and then rebuild!"

"Break and then rebuild? Do you mean to...?" Ye Yu's face showed a serious expression. He knew what "break and then rebuild" meant—breaking the healed legs again.

"Exactly, your leg bones, though healed, are not complete. To cure them, they must be broken again and then set properly by me. Do you have the courage, young sir?"

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