Chapter 496: Chapter 496 You Must Take Full Responsibility Chapter 496: Chapter 496 You Must Take Full Responsibility The sound was gentle, like the low chime of silver bells, yet also as tender as the sea breeze caressing the face.
A musical sound, indescribable in terms of any particular instrument, flowed out like a clear stream in the mountains.
It wasn’t the guzheng, nor the pipa, but… leaves!
The newly sprouted verdant leaves rustled in the breeze, weaving together into an enchanting and moving melody.
Everyone was dumbfounded, some even reaching to their ears, wondering if there was something wrong with their hearing.
Bai Chuwei stood under the tree, her delicate palms resting on the robust trunk, her fingertips emitting a spiritual glow, as if giving new life to the Phoenix Divine Tree. The withering branches began to show signs of vitality, and the leaves turned an even brighter green. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by novel✶fire.net
All present were silent, staring at Bai Chuwei with their mouths agape.
That sound… it truly came from the great tree…
Bai Chuwei withdrew her hand, her voice lingering, “Brother Datie, right?”
“When you live-stream yourself eating tree branches, I can tip you and even give you a like.”
In the meditation rooms behind Lingyin Temple, aside from essential pieces of furniture like beds and desks, no other objects could be found.
Duan Xingye sat as quiet as a chicken, obediently beside his Fourth Uncle, pulling a long face as he looked at the abbot and his Third Uncle sitting opposite.
Good-looking people could appear handsome even in coarse clothing, and Duan Xiuqi was one of those people.
Duan Xingye had thought he would see his Third Uncle’s shaven head today, but it hadn’t happened.
The abbot, toying with his Buddha beads, spoke in a steady voice, “Mr. Duan Third, since you still have attachments to the worldly life, you may go back with your family for now.”
Duan Xiuqi remained silent.
Suddenly, a fascinating melody drifted in from the window, gentle as if carried by a breeze.
The abbot’s bead-playing hand stopped abruptly, and his half-closed eyes suddenly widened in disbelief as he stared outside.
Duan Xingye suddenly exclaimed, “Hey, hey, hey? Abbot?”
“That sound is…” The abbot suddenly stood up, his face a picture of disbelief, and staggered towards the outside.
Duan Feihan listened carefully to that sound, unfamiliar as it was, not resembling any instrument he knew. A glint passed through Duan Feihan’s eyes: Bai Chuwei…
That series of sounds floated out from the Phoenix Divine Tree, one after another, leaving everyone around completely astonished.
Dammit, I’m really seeing ghosts today! A tree can actually make noise, no wonder this temple is called Lingyin Temple!
The tourists around instinctively wanted to pull out their phones to record, but then they heard a child’s shrill screaming.
The naughty boy in the tree suddenly trembled, flipped over, and fell straight down from the tree, landing near Bai Chuwei’s feet, raising a cloud of dust.
A series of earth-shattering cries followed as the boy screamed in pain.
The girl with the delicate features was startled and hurried forward, “Little brother.”
The girl stood by, immediately at a loss, not daring to carelessly move the boy’s body.
A middle-aged woman nearby was so anxious that she circled around the boy, crying out non-stop, “Xiaobao, Xiaobao, are you alright?”
Suddenly, the woman stood up and started berating Bai Chuwei, “You dishonest girl, you must have made those weird noises that scared our Xiaobao, and you’re going to take full responsibility!”
Bai Chuwei’s brows furrowed, “What are you talking about?”
Ignoring the girl’s attempts to hold her back, the woman ranted, spittle flying, “Do you think you can shirk responsibility? If it weren’t for the noises you made, how would Xiaobao have fallen?”