Evil Master and Disciple

Although this is the Sumeru mustard seed space, the space here is just an enlarged version of the seven-story Sutra Library.

Each floor represents a space in the Sutra Repository.

Moreover, there is no teleportation array to go to the upper level, but the most common and unpretentious wooden stairs.

The stairs are on the left side of the entrance. They are not enlarged and are similar in style to ordinary stairs.

A moment later, Ye Feng and the other two walked up the stairs to the second floor of the Sutra Library.

The space here is also very huge. Unlike the first floor, this is not a scripture library or a book library, but more like a warehouse.

There are also rows of shelves. The shelves are very tall, with a total of nine layers. Special wooden boxes are placed on each layer of the shelves.

Countless wooden boxes came into view, which made Ye Feng feel as shocked as when he first saw Indiana Jones and the American treasure warehouse.

There are also many monks working overtime here.

They were all sorting things out of boxes and then registering and transcribing them. Faced with the arrival of three people, the monks' work was not disturbed and everyone was busy with their own tasks.

Master Xuanyi saw Ye Feng's stunned look and explained, "The Sutra Library has seven floors. The first floor is mainly used to store scriptures. We Buddhists have always believed that only handwritten scriptures have spirituality. Those printed on woodblocks have no Buddha nature. Therefore, all the scriptures in our Lingtai Temple are handwritten by our disciples.

Although this second floor is called a treasure house, it doesn't contain any valuable treasures. Besides storing some valuable items, it also stores some miscellaneous items."

At this time, a dull monk in bright yellow robes walked over.

He clasped his hands together and said to Master Xuanyi, "Senior Brother Xuanyi."

"It's Junior Brother Xuan Fei. These two are distinguished guests of Lingtai Temple. The abbot asked me to bring them to see something."

The taciturn monk, whose Dharma name was Xuanfei, simply glanced at Ye Feng and Yun Shuang'er, then said, "Amitabha, the abbot has already instructed that the things the two donors wanted have been found and are stored over there... Follow me."

After saying this, Monk Xuan Fei turned and walked to the right.

Monk Xuanyi said, "Donor Ye, Donor Yun, you can watch from here. The abbot has sent down a message. If you need anything, just speak to Junior Brother Xuanfei. You can watch here as long as you like. I have something else to attend to, so I'll take my leave now."

Ye Feng quickly said, "Thank you, Master Xuanyi. Take care, Master."

Monk Xuanyi nodded slightly to Ye Feng and Yun Shuang'er, then turned and walked down the stairs again.

When Ye Feng saw Master Xuanyi leave, he immediately called Yun Shuang'er to follow the dull monk Xuanfei in front.

Looking at the countless wooden boxes on this floor, Ye Feng was secretly amazed. No wonder Fa Yuan had said in the capital before that it would take several days to find out the things that Lingtai Temple had taken away from the underground ruins in the capital.

Such a large warehouse probably has hundreds of thousands of wooden boxes, so it must take a huge amount of time.

But...what about the Sweeping Monk?

On the first floor, there were hundreds of monks copying scriptures.

There were also dozens of monks busy working on the second floor.

Who could this Sweeping Monk be? Could it be the chubby, expressionless monk Xuan Fei who was leading the way?

It doesn't even look like it.

Ye Feng smiled bitterly, thinking that novels are really lies!

Soon, Ye Feng and Yun Shuang'er, led by Xuan Fei, came to a corner on the edge of the second floor.

There are about forty or fifty large wooden boxes stacked here.

There was also a long table next to it, which should be used by monks for their work on weekdays. Now the table has been cleared, probably prepared specially for Ye Feng.

Monk Xuan Fei clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, everything the abbot asked us to find is here. There are forty-seven treasure chests in total. However, according to the earliest records, the things brought back from Lingtai Temple in the capital filled a total of three hundred and sixty-nine treasure chests. It's been too long, more than two thousand years, and many treasure chests that were considered unimportant have been cleared out. Now only these forty-seven treasure chests remain."

Ye Feng couldn't help but frown when he heard this.

These monks were really cruel. The things they took away from the underground ruins in the capital city filled up 369 boxes.

But unfortunately, there are only forty-seven left now, and the other three hundred or so treasure chests have been treated as useless garbage by Lingtai Temple.

Now Ye Feng could only pray in his heart that these monks were really just dealing with insignificant garbage.

Of course, Ye Feng felt that his prayers probably wouldn't have much effect.

Because these monks even treated pliers as garbage and threw them into the ruins to gather dust, it can be seen that these monks have poor taste.

Most of the things they left behind as treasures were things they could understand.

However, these monks mostly cannot understand things related to the earth.

I don't understand...it's garbage.

Garbage belongs in the recycling bin.

Monk Xuan Fei took out a booklet from his bosom and handed it to Ye Feng, saying, "Donor, I have recently sent people to count these forty-seven treasure chests. This is the list of the items in the treasure chests. You two can check it again. I won't bother you anymore. If you need anything, you can come to me..."

After Master Xuan Fei finished speaking, he put his hands together and bowed slightly to the two of them. Before Ye Feng and Yun Shuang'er, who were younger generations, could bow in return and say a few words of thanks, the dull old monk had already turned around and left.

In the blink of an eye, only Ye Feng and Yun Shuang'er, as well as the forty-seven wooden boxes quietly stacked together, were left in this secluded corner.

Yun Shuang'er asked, "Xiao Feng, are these what you're looking for? What's in these boxes?"

Ye Feng shook his head lightly and said, "I don't know either. I just know that these things were taken away from the ruins below Bailing Temple by the monks of Lingtai Temple.

I was originally very interested in this batch of things, but now... I'm not very interested anymore."

"why?"

Ye Feng smiled bitterly and said, "Shuang'er, didn't you hear what the monk said just now? There were originally 369 boxes, but now there are only 47 left. These monks treated the contents of more than 300 boxes as garbage.

And the things they treat as garbage are probably what I am looking for.”

Yun Shuang'er consoled him, "Since you're here, let's take a look. Maybe you're wrong. After all, the masters of Lingtai Temple aren't fools. How could they treat a treasure as useless trash?"

Ye Feng thought, this is really possible.

But as Yun Shuang'er said, since we are here, let's study it.

He did not rush to open the wooden box, but instead flipped through the list of items counted by the monks.

As a result, Ye Feng was dumbfounded after just one look.

Yun Shuang'er saw Ye Feng with a strange expression, and she stretched her head to look at the list in Ye Feng's hand.