In the small temple in the backyard of Bodhi Temple, Wei Zheng respectfully offered incense and worship to the six tablets with a sad expression.

Although, the old master underestimated Li Er and failed to adopt his opinion, which led to the failure.

However, he still yearns for his old master.

Ye Yuan watched silently as Wei Zheng put a stick of incense on his memorial tablet. Although he knew in his heart that it was not him, he felt... still a little awkward.

In the backyard, Wei Zheng looked at the small backyard and suddenly felt a little sad.

It's really aggrieved that a dignified prince, or maybe even a prince, would live in such a small place.

But for safety reasons, he had no better way.

He couldn't even have too much contact with him, otherwise, as an old friend of Prince Yin, he would most likely attract Li Er's attention, which would be extremely disadvantageous.

Therefore, Wei Zheng didn't wait much and said goodbye directly.

"Your Highness, I...resign."

Ye Yuan nodded and said nothing.

But just when Wei Zheng was about to leave the backyard, Ye Yuan suddenly sent a message.

"Be careful of the Crown Prince and the King of Yue. It's best not to mess with them. Just say this so you can take care of yourself."

The prince and the king of Yue are fighting for the right to inherit the throne!

Wei Zheng was very shocked and stood there blankly, a little at a loss.

After a while, he looked back, but Ye Yuan was no longer there. He wanted to ask clearly, but then he remembered the reminder in his words, so he had to leave full of doubts.

After Wei Zheng left, Dialectical trotted to Ye Yuan's Zen room and asked.

"Junior brother, why did you bring Zheng Guogong in there?"

Ye Yuan was sitting at the desk writing something. Without raising his head, he pointed directly at the dialectical thoughts and asked.

"Senior brother, the more secrets you know, the faster you will die. Have you... lived enough?"

Dialectical was unhappy, his little thoughts were exposed, he muttered dissatisfiedly.

"If you say this again, you know how to scare me."

I feel aggrieved because I think I am still young.

Ye Yuan suddenly realized that his senior brother was not that big.

Ye Yuan finally raised his head and warned solemnly.

"Brother, I didn't lie to you this time. If you knew this secret, you might really die. Otherwise, Master wouldn't refuse to tell you what's in it until he dies."

Dialectical compromised with some fear.

"Okay, I won't ask anymore."

Ye Yuan continued to concentrate on writing.

Dialectical looked over and asked.

"Junior brother, what are you writing?"

"I'm practicing calligraphy."

Dialectics feels a bit boring. Since the death of the master, no one will really chat with him and be greedy.

Ye Yuan had not been writing for a while when he felt a low pressure around him. When he looked up, he saw a face full of loss and loneliness.

Ye Yuan somewhat understood him, so he diverted his attention and said.

"Senior brother, have you thought about it?"

"What?"

"Things about traveling!"

"How can you be alone in the temple if I leave?"

Yes, he still remembers his junior brother.

Ye Yuan felt greatly relieved and said.

"It's okay. Even if the Bodhi Temple is closed, there will be no shortage of monthly supplies. Besides, it's just to receive pilgrims, so it's not a difficult task."

After thinking about it dialectically, it was true, and all doubts were immediately eliminated.

However, when he thought about traveling around the world by himself, he felt both joy and fear in his heart.

That's right, it's just fear.

After all, although he is tall, he is still only thirteen years old. To be honest, he is still just a child.

Besides, except for the time seven years ago when he went out with his master, he had never left Chang'an again.

Suddenly having to face the unknown outside world alone, he was a little panicked.

"Junior brother, I'm a little scared."

Ye Yuan put down his pen and said.

"Don't be afraid, just open yourself up to new things."

He nodded dialectically and made up his mind.

"Okay, I'll go."

At this time, Ye Yuan changed the subject and said.

"However, we have to wait another year or two..."

Dialectical stared at Ye Yuan with wide eyes, his eyes full of disbelief, as if he was questioning: Wait for another one or two years, and now you are talking about a hammer!

It's a pity that monks can't say bad words, so he can only endure it.

Ye Yuan completely ignored his accusation and said to himself.

"The outside world is very dangerous."

"Besides, there are all kinds of temptations, money, food, and beauty. So, I want to train you and not let you die outside."

Dialectics is speechless. In the eyes of his junior brother, am he that weak?

Ye Yuan saw his senior brother's dissatisfaction, a malicious smile appeared on his face, and he said quietly.

"Senior brother, you have to be careful in the coming days. I will let you see... what a real devil is!"

Dialectical felt a sudden chill in his heart, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

He knew that the days ahead would be difficult for him.

The next day.

When Dialectical opened his eyes, he felt all dazed and groggy. In short, he was in a very bad state.

Although he didn't sleep well, it was already dawn and it was time for him to get up and cook and do his homework.

He just wanted to get up, but found that he was tied up and couldn't move at all. He turned his head and saw his junior brother sitting beside the bed.

No matter how stupid Dialectics is, he will know that this is a good thing done by his junior brother.

He asked with a dark face.

"Junior brother, why are you tying me up?"

Ye Yuan shook his head, seemingly disappointed.

"Senior brother, you really don't have any vigilance at all. If you sleep like a dead pig outside, those gangsters who run illegal shops and robbers and robbers will definitely like you the most."

Although this is reasonable, this is not outside, this is at home. Who would be so worried at home?

Although I have the intention to complain, but the current situation is stronger than others, Dialectical can only plead.

"Junior brother, please untie it for me first, okay?"

Ye Yuan shook his head and said ruthlessly.

"Senior brother, after an hour, when the effect of the medicine wears off, you can take it yourself."

Dialectics discovered that he could no longer use his magic power.

This... who can give a drug that can kill a cultivator?

My junior brother's operation... is simply illogical!

Just as he was about to retort, Ye Yuan had already run away, so he might as well save some energy.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After dialectical suffering for an hour, his mana finally recovered and the rope could no longer restrain him.

In the cafeteria.

"Junior brother!"

Dialectics is very angry, the consequences...

There are no consequences.
To be continued...