Chapter 987: Monk Hui'an
The young Daoist had saved quite a bit of money over the years.
The funeral rites were suitably grand.
That day, he donned his Daoist robes and performed the very first ritual service of his life.
He remained calm and his expression composed, simply because his Master had once told him such rituals demanded solemnity.
The fengshui of Liuyun Temple's Back Mountain wasn't particularly good, but his Master had requested to be buried there. All of his martial ancestors rested there, and he had said he wouldn't be lonely.
The young Daoist recited the sutras of salvation many times over.
Many people came to the temple that day—pilgrims who had frequented the place in the past.
When he saw Tong Zhihuan, the young Daoist knelt and kowtowed three times.
Though Mister Tong had been unable to save his Master, the young Daoist understood that the will of heaven could not be defied. Furthermore, Mister Tong had paid an exceptionally heavy price.