Chapter 792: Death At The Cemetery
Buddhist bells, the moon, and the breezes.
The peak behind Southern Sky Temple was covered with towering trees and weeds. The moonlight shone the scattered leaves.
Long Cangyue stood in front of a lonely grave next to a tattered temple. The moonlight revealed her perfect jade skin. Her black hair fluttered in the wind like a dancing waterfall.
“Master, how did my mother die?” Her eyes were teary; even the eyelashes were wet. However, she tried her best to not let any tear come out.
A monk in a white robe looking only around eight or nine years of age stood behind her. He had a kind expression and held his Buddhist beads while speaking: “Consort Ji heard about your death and lost her will to leave. She ate an ice soul and ended her life.”
“Why didn’t Feng Feiyun tell her that I was still alive? Why didn’t he?” Long Cangyue trembled; her heart was bleeding with grief.
Monk Maitreya placed his palms together then began to sweep the leaves on the ground: “During the winter two years ago, this place was filled with snow, far colder than right now. Your mother died in Benefactor Feng’s embrace. She didn’t seem too dejected and departed with a smile.”
“He simply watched her die?” Long Cangyue clenched her fists.
“Your mother had a tough life, dying is actually a type of liberation. Miss Long, don’t blame yourself or Benefactor Feng. No one was in the wrong, only this cruel world.” The monk said.
Tears finally streamed down her cheeks. She got on her knees and bowed her head three times, seemingly whispering something.
The monk suddenly stopped sweeping because the leaves turned into a bloody color and became blades with a ghastly aura. The atmosphere of this peak changed immediately.
He placed his palms together and chanted: “Amitabha! Where did you come from, fiends?! Daring to cause trouble at my temple.”