How weird is it

"I will definitely find you."

By the lake, after the peculiar statue was lifted onto the boat, Yi Feng couldn't help but sigh deeply, looking up at the sky.

"Could it be that you grew legs and flew away on your own?"

Muttering to himself, he couldn't help but think about the money bag he accidentally dropped nearby two days ago.

After searching around and not finding it, Yi Feng reluctantly boarded the ship with the Kunpeng Monk.

"Your construction here is impressive, benefactor."

After landing on the island, the monk's gentle voice echoed.

"Naturally."

Yi Feng smiled with satisfaction, picking up a brick from the ground and weighing it in his hand, confidently saying, "Look, I'm sure you've never seen bricks of this quality before!"

"Is this a brick?"

Seeing the brick in Yi Feng's hand, the previously gentle and smiling Kunpeng Monk couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

"Of course, what else could it be? It's angular and has edges."

Yi Feng gave a strange look at the Kunpeng Monk.

"Uh..."

The Kunpeng Monk was taken aback for a moment, then after a pause, he asked, "So, what are you planning to do with this brick?"

"Look at what you're saying..."

Yi Feng couldn't help but roll his eyes at the monk and quipped, "You're asking what a brick is used for. Of course, it's used for building walls. Are you suggesting we eat it?"

"Building walls, you say!"

The Kunpeng Monk's gentle face couldn't help but twitch, and he asked again, "So, do you have a lot of these bricks?"

"Of course, I do. Can a single brick build a wall? So, there's a pile over there."

Yi Feng glanced at the distance and said, "Not only that, they're still being made over there."

Upon hearing this, the Kunpeng Monk looked over.

His mouth involuntarily twitched.

Sure enough, there was a huge pile!

He took a deep breath, not knowing what expression to make, and after a long while, he said, "Benefactor, you have good materials."

"You flatter me, you flatter me."

Yi Feng humbly smiled and said, "Actually, the quality of these bricks falls short of my expectations, but they are still better than other bricks. We make do with what we have."

"Amitabha."

The Kunpeng Monk joined his hands together, seemingly not wanting to dwell on these matters with Yi Feng, so he changed the topic and said softly, "Benefactor, I came here to beg for alms, I hope you could help."

"As for food, that's no problem, but suddenly I have an idea that I want to discuss with you, Master."

Yi Feng suddenly remembered something and quickly said.

"Please go ahead, benefactor."

The Kunpeng Monk asked softly.

"Master, where are you from? Which temple do you belong to?"

Yi Feng asked.

"The humble monk has no fixed abode, wandering freely across the world, just a solitary monk."

Kunpeng explained.

"Oh, I see..."

As he spoke, Yi Feng's smile became more intense, rubbing his hands together and grinning, "In these chaotic times, it's difficult to even have a decent meal. I imagine a monk like you often goes hungry, never knowing where the next meal will come from, right?"

"What do you mean, benefactor?"

The Kunpeng Monk raised his head, looking at him.

"I believe that as human beings, we should have compassion. If you, venerable monk, are in need of food and shelter, and I happen to come across you, it would trouble my heart if I didn't lend a helping hand," Yi Feng sighed and expressed his thoughts. "That's why I was thinking, since I'm planning to establish a secluded sect on this small island, why don't you stay with me, venerable monk?"

"By doing so, you won't have to wander around seeking alms, and I would have done a good deed. It's a win-win situation, isn't it?" Yi Feng added, raising an eyebrow at Kunpeng Monk.

"I appreciate your kind offer, but I am used to a life of leisure," Kunpeng Monk politely declined with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Yi Feng furrowed his brow.

Damn it.

He had planned to trick the monk into joining him and become his first disciple, but it seemed the monk wouldn't fall for it.

No, he couldn't let it end like this.

As a proud person of Huaxia, he always wanted things to go his way.

So he couldn't just give up.

"Tell me, what would it take for you to stay?" Yi Feng decided to drop the act and expressed his true intentions.

"Don't force yourself, benefactor," Kunpeng Monk replied gently.

"If you really want me to stay, you must give me a reason, or rather, a motivation to stay," Kunpeng Monk continued.

"Alright," Yi Feng readily agreed and hurriedly said, "As long as you stay, I will build a small temple for you on the island."

Kunpeng Monk shook his head.

"Then I will have someone tailor a monk's robe for you, so you can dress like a distinguished monk," Yi Feng suggested again.

But Kunpeng Monk still shook his head, unmoved by Yi Feng's offers.

Yi Feng started to feel a little anxious and said, "How about this? Besides building a temple for you, I will also place a Buddha statue there and ensure that you receive offerings."

To his surprise, Kunpeng Monk still smiled and shook his head, showing no interest in any of Yi Feng's suggestions.

Yi Feng cursed inwardly.

This monk was truly peculiar. He rejected everything that was offered. It left Yi Feng at a loss for what to do next.

He had made every possible promise he could think of. Did he have to bring a woman into this?

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