Chapter 299 Beautiful Spider Spirit VS Cold and Ascetic Monk 3
On this day, Yu Yao ordered a large amount of monk robes and rice in the town at the foot of the mountain, and arranged for a horse-drawn carriage to deliver them to Wanfo Temple.

The vehicle was packed full, with bags of rice neatly stacked up like a small mountain.

The monks' robes were carefully wrapped and neatly stacked, showing signs of meticulous care.

There were four or five carriages, all pulled by coachmen in front, and the sound of horse hooves and wheels rolling were intertwined.

The young monk Jueming was concentrating on sweeping the fallen leaves at the entrance of the mountain.

Suddenly, the sound of wheels and horse hooves were heard in the distance.

He subconsciously raised his head and looked in the direction where the sound came from, and saw a long team slowly approaching the mountain gate.

Yu Yao was following beside the vehicle. She had already changed her scarlet dress into plain clothes. Her face was gentle and there was a faint smile on her lips.

Like a daisy blooming in the breeze.

When Jueming saw her, he was delighted. He quickly stopped sweeping the broom in his hand and walked towards her.

The team soon arrived at the mountain gate.

Jueming walked up to Yu Yao, put his hands together, and chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, Mr. Yu, what is this?"

Yu Yao smiled faintly, her eyes sincere, "I saw that the temple was short of rice and the monks' robes were rather worn out, so I went down the mountain to purchase some, hoping to contribute to the temple."

Upon hearing this, Jueming's eyes were filled with gratitude. He put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name again, "Amitabha, you are so kind. I would like to thank you on behalf of everyone in the temple."

At this time, several other monks also came over after hearing the noise.

When they saw the vehicles loaded with rice and monk robes, they all showed shock on their faces.

The young Huikong opened his eyes wide, his mouth slightly open, and after a long while he said, "This is too much!"

After saying that, he couldn't help rubbing his eyes, as if he couldn't believe what he saw.

The monks looked at each other, their eyes full of surprise.

"Donor Yu is very kind. Now the temple doesn't need to purchase rice for several months."

A monk smiled, put his hands together, and kept thanking Yu Yao.

An older monk smiled and nodded, and couldn't help but sighed: "Although Donor Yu is a demon, he has a kind heart. It shows that demons can be good or bad."

Yu Yao smiled awkwardly, lowered her head slightly, and said nothing.

When everyone first learned that she was a demon, they tried to avoid her for fear that she would harm people.

But when he noticed that she not only did not harm anyone, but often came down the mountain to do good deeds, he was no longer so afraid of her, but became much more friendly to her.

I dared to approach her.

Just as everyone was talking, Xuan Ji also slowly walked over.

He stood tall and straight, with a calm expression, but when his eyes fell on Yu Yao and those supplies, he was slightly startled.

There seemed to be a subtle fluctuation in his eyes.

When Yu Yao saw Xuan Ji, her eyes were full of affection, and she bowed respectfully, "Master Xuan Ji."

Xuan Ji nodded slightly, and said in a cold voice: "Donor Yu's good deed is of immeasurable merit."

I have seen all her good deeds these days, which shows that she is a good demon.

Yu Yao smiled slightly, like a blooming spring flower, "Master Xuan Ji, thank you for your praise. I just want to do my part for the temple."

Xuan Ji's eyes fell on her face, stared at her for a few seconds, and said nothing.

He simply turned around and said to the monks, "Unload the rice and monk robes from the carts and bring them to the temple. Put the rice in a safe place and distribute the monk robes according to the quantity."

"Yes, Master Xuan Ji."

The monks said respectfully.

Although Xuan Ji is not the abbot of Wanfo Temple, he has profound magical powers and boundless Buddhist teachings. He is a famous monk in Wanfo Temple and his status is still very high.

Seeing this, Jueming hurriedly called out to the monks, "Huikong, Zhiqing, come and help unload the supplies."

Several monks nearby worked together to unload the rice and robes from the cart and moved them into the temple.

Yu Yao also helped with the moving until all the things were unloaded.

Fine beads of sweat were oozing out of her forehead, her little face was flushed, and she was breathing slightly.

He really used his physical strength to move it, and didn't use any magic power at all.

At this time, the young monk Hui Jing handed over a towel and said gently, "Donor Yu, wipe your sweat."

Yu Yao looked at him, reached out to take the towel, and smiled slightly, like a breeze blowing on her face: "Thank you, Master Hui Jing."

Wipe it up gently.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the temple, adding a touch of warmth and peace to the scene.

Zhiqing waved his hand nonchalantly, "Don't be polite, Mr. Yu, it's just a small favor. You are a great benefactor and will surely become a good story in the temple."

Yu Yao smiled sheepishly: "I just want to do something useful for the temple.

Xuan Ji looked at Yu Yao, and the coldness in his eyes seemed to be melted a little by the warm atmosphere.

Noticing the change in Xuan Ji's attitude, Yu Yao curled her lips slightly, feeling pretty good.

She had done it on purpose to show him that nothing could impress a man like him more than doing good deeds. At night, the bells of the Wanfo Temple rang slowly, as if chanting for the good karma of the day.

As the days passed, the interactions between Yu Yao and Xuan Ji gradually increased.

Every time she helped with something in the temple, Xuan Ji would silently watch over her.

Sometimes, they would meet in the courtyard and simply exchange a few Buddhist thoughts.

The sun was shining softly that day, and she was helping to take care of the injured animals in the temple as usual.

Xuan Ji passed by and saw her focused and gentle expression, and his heart couldn't help but be moved.

"Donor Yu, your kindness is admirable."

Xuan Ji stopped in front of her and spoke gently.

Yu Yao raised her head and looked at him, smiling slightly, with a twinkle in her eyes, "Master Xuan Ji, you are too kind. I am just doing what I can do."

Xuan Ji stared at her for a few seconds, as if he could see through her, but he didn't say anything and left quickly.

From then on, he would teach Yu Yao Buddhism from time to time so that she could purify the evil spirit from her body as quickly as possible.

Yu Yao also listened carefully with a focused look.

She tried to seduce Xuan Ji several times, but the idea was quickly stopped.

She didn't want to lose the goodwill she had worked so hard to gain and make Xuan Ji think that she was a pervert.

Yu Yao still went down the mountain every day to do charity work, providing free medical treatment to the poor or setting up a porridge stall to distribute porridge.

Her good deeds spread throughout Qingshi Town, and even people in nearby towns knew her.

The people didn't know that she was a monster; they just thought she was kind-hearted and had a heart like a bodhisattva.

But I don’t understand why a good girl like her would live in a temple, and I can’t even find out her background.

Yu Yao was beautiful and kind-hearted, and there were countless families who wanted to marry her privately.

But because of her unknown identity, those who wanted to marry her were hesitant.

It was a sunny day, and the streets of Qingshi Town were bustling with people and the sounds of hawkers hawking could be heard one after another.

A clever matchmaker heard of Yu Yao's beauty and came to inquire about her family background.

The matchmaker wandered around the town for a long time, and finally met Yu Yao who was about to go out under a big tree outside the Wanfo Temple.

The matchmaker smiled widely, her eyes narrowed into slits, and she walked a few steps quickly towards him and said, "Young lady, I see that you are so beautiful and kind-hearted, so I guess your family background must be very good, right?"

Yu Yao looked at the matchmaker and was slightly startled. Was she trying to arrange a match for her?

I just feel funny in my heart.

But he showed a lonely look on his face, and said in a low mood: "My parents died early, and I am alone. I have no family background to talk about."

After saying that, he sighed softly.

The matchmaker showed a bit of embarrassment and regret, and her eyes revealed sympathy.

I never thought such a beautiful and kind-hearted girl was actually an orphan.

Without the support of her parents' family, the marriage will be greatly affected.

At worst, it’s good to have uncles and relatives.

Seeing that this girl lives in the temple, I guess she doesn't have that.

The matchmaker hid the pity in her eyes, still with a smile on her face, and then asked: "Why does the girl want to live in this temple forever? Girls will eventually get married, and living in the temple for a long time is not a good idea."

Yu Yao raised her head and looked into the distance, a hint of sadness on her face. "The tranquility of the temple can give me peace of mind. As for getting married, I haven't thought about it yet."

The breeze blew through her hair and she stroked it gently.

Even if I were to marry, I would marry Xuan Ji.

That man will not and dare not marry her.

The matchmaker was shocked and said quickly, "Oh, girl, this won't do. You are so beautiful and kind-hearted, how can you not find a good family?"

As she spoke, the matchmaker opened her arms exaggeratedly and described them vividly: "I do have a few good young men here, what do you think of them, young lady?"

"Thank you for your kindness, ma'am. I'm not interested in marriage at the moment."

After Yu Yao finished speaking, she was about to turn around and go back to the temple, but was stopped by the matchmaker.

"Hey, girl, don't leave in such a hurry."

The matchmaker still didn't give up. She pulled Yu Yao's sleeve and urged her anxiously, "Girl, think about it again. This woman needs someone to rely on after all."

Yu Yao had no choice but to stop, turned around and looked at the matchmaker, and said helplessly: "Madam, I have made up my mind, please don't persuade me anymore."

After saying this, he pulled his sleeves out of the matchmaker's hand and turned back to the temple.

The matchmaker stood there, sighing and muttering, "Why doesn't this good girl want to get married?"

Xuan Ji happened to see this scene, and looked at Yu Yao's gradually disappearing back with a complicated expression.

There seemed to be ripples in those cold eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking.

He clasped his hands together unconsciously and chanted a Buddhist name softly.