After Descending the Mountain, Seven Big Brothers Spoil Me-Chapter 1115: Zhouzhou, Why Is Your Hair Thinning?

Zhouzhou, in a fit of rage, got the Fourth Bureau and the police station to act quickly. In less than half a day, they had uncovered all of Luo Dayong’s past misdeeds.

When Ye Lingfeng found out about it, he also contacted the court, ensuring they processed the case overnight. By the morning, Zhouzhou heard that Luo Dayong had been sentenced to life imprisonment.

Qin Lie walked over, gently ruffling Zhouzhou’s hair and said, "Don’t worry, for the rest of his life, he’ll never have a peaceful day."

"Mm," Zhouzhou nodded upon hearing this, her face finally relaxing.

She looked at Qin Lie and asked, "Dad, do you think what I did was too much?"

After a night’s rest, she was feeling more clear-headed, reflecting on yesterday’s events and wondering if she had been too violent.

"Why would I think that?" Qin Lie looked at her seriously. "You did the right thing, and I’m sure Abbot Master would be happy to see you act this way."

After all, Zhouzhou’s actions were to protect him.

Knowing that she was concerned about the Buddhist nature of the temple and the possibility of scaring her master and fellow disciples, Qin Lie added, "Being kind to evil people—that’s the greatest foolishness."

At these words, Zhouzhou’s frown slowly eased.

That’s exactly right!

She relaxed her brows, her heart feeling lighter as well.

At this moment, Jingkong approached, smiling brightly and no longer burdened with yesterday’s worries. Although his injuries weren’t fully healed, Zhouzhou had avenged him, and he had slept soundly after a long time. Seeing her, he immediately said, "Zhouzhou, let’s go play!"

"Coming!" Zhouzhou responded with a smile, her expression brightening instantly.

Qin Lie watched them, smiling but saying nothing, letting the two siblings run off hand in hand.

Jingkong had grown up on the mountain, and his mind was simple, never holding grudges. He pulled Zhouzhou up to the back mountain, where they had fun collecting mushrooms in the morning. They gathered a big bag, and by noon, they were watching eagerly as the cook prepared the food, salivating at the thought.

When Yiyun arrived, he saw the scene and couldn’t help but smile, not wanting to disturb them. He turned to leave.

As he reached the door, he saw a figure loitering outside. His steps paused, and his smile grew wider. He immediately walked toward the person.

Li Yuanming, seeing him, immediately turned to run, but Yiyun called out, "Master Li."

Li Yuanming froze, turning around expressionlessly, trying to muster some authority as a temple master, "What is it?"

Yiyun looked at him, clasped his hands together, chanted a Buddhist mantra, and gave a slight bow. "Thank you for your help yesterday."

Yesterday, things had escalated, but it was Master Li who had sent a few of his disciples to restrain Luo Dayong. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have known how many people would have been hurt.

Yiyun sincerely thanked him, not expecting Li Yuanming to intervene. Over the years, they had always been at odds, and every encounter had involved sharp words. To have him offer help was surprising.

Li Yuanming, feeling slightly embarrassed, scratched his head awkwardly. After all, the two of them were usually at each other’s throats.

Despite the tension, Yiyun had always been the more patient one, often smiling, but this was the first time Li Yuanming had received a thank you.

When Li Yuanming saw Yiyun’s gratitude, he awkwardly waved it off, muttering, "Ancestral Master, you also helped that day. If it weren’t for you, that hammer would’ve hit the Buddha statue."

Hearing this, Ancestral Master was taken aback, immediately trying to cover Li Yuanming’s mouth, but it was too late. Yiyun had already heard it.

He realized then what had happened. It all made sense now.

Although he couldn’t see Ancestral Master, Zhouzhou had told him about the events, and when Li Yuanming mentioned the hammer, he immediately bowed in the direction of the voice and said sincerely, "Thank you, all of you, for your great kindness. I will remember this for my whole life, and when I chant, I will pray for your health and that Sanqing Temple continues to prosper."

Ancestral Master was a little uncomfortable now. It was the first time his sworn enemy had thanked him. It was rather awkward.

When Zhouzhou came out, she saw Ancestral Master and Li Yuanming standing together, clearly in an awkward stance.

She blinked, confused, "Ancestral Master, Master, what’s going on?"

Seeing her, Li Yuanming looked like he had found a savior. He suddenly felt much more at ease, no longer worried about where to place his arms or legs.

"It’s nothing. He’s thanking us," Li Yuanming said with a grin, his face practically splitting with joy.

"Thanking you?" Zhouzhou looked at them, puzzled. "What’s so weird about that? You’ve offered a hand, so it’s only right that he thanks you."

But the way they were acting, it seemed like they had just been handed a huge favor.

As she thought about this, Zhouzhou’s gaze turned slightly bemused. "You two are acting like fools."

Li Yuanming and Ancestral Master quickly realized their odd behavior. They had been overly embarrassed, and the gratitude should have been accepted graciously.

Ancestral Master, irritated, kicked Li Yuanming in the butt.

Li Yuanming stumbled forward, but didn’t dare to complain. Instead, he looked at Ancestral Master with a pitiful expression.

"Why did you kick me?" Li Yuanming asked, feeling wronged.

Ancestral Master shot him a scornful look. "Who else should I kick if not you, useless thing!"

Zhouzhou shook her head in amusement. Sometimes, she really couldn’t understand how Ancestral Master and her Master could care so much about face.

They were always so concerned about their pride, but then acted foolishly in front of Abbot Master.

She couldn’t help but feel a bit of distaste.

Yiyun, unable to see Ancestral Master, guessed what had happened. He quickly looked away, pretending not to see it.

Ancestral Master cleared his throat, no longer wanting to keep up the act. "Alright, there’s no need to thank us. It was nothing, really."

Li Yuanming quickly echoed, "Yes, there’s no need for thanks."

Yiyun still looked at them with gratitude and nodded slightly, "I truly appreciate it."

As he spoke, three beams of golden light suddenly shot out from the temple, landing directly on Zhouzhou, Ancestral Master, and Li Yuanming.

Yiyun, noticing this, quickly clasped his hands together and muttered a prayer, "The Buddha has seen your merits."

The golden light—Buddha’s blessing!

Now Ancestral Master was even more pleased, unable to hide his joy.

Zhouzhou, seeing the golden light, felt relieved. She had been worried that the Buddha would be upset with her for dealing with Luo Dayong. But now, it seemed like the Buddha had approved of her actions.

Her face broke into a wide grin, and she couldn’t stop smiling.

Yiyun, seeing her smile, turned his head. His gaze softened, but then his eyes froze.

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"Hey, Zhouzhou, why is there a patch of baldness in your golden light?"

He pointed at her head, looking puzzled.

It really looked like a patch of balding.