In the end, the Great Sage broke the rules.

Chapter 68 The Buddhist Treasures of Jinguang Temple Are Stolen

After talking with the monk for a while, Chen Yi gained a general understanding of the injustices suffered by the monks.

So the master and his disciples decided to follow the monk and the young monk back to Jin Guang Temple.

"Elder, this way." The monk led the way.

Chen Yi and the others dared not slack off and quickly quickened their pace to keep up.

Before long, the group arrived at the main hall of Jin Guang Temple.

Upon entering the main hall, a shocking scene immediately came into view—a monk was being suspended high in the center of the hall.

Seeing this, without even needing Chen Yi's order, his disciples tacitly used their magic to carefully lower the hanging monk down.

Upon entering the side hall, the older monk burst into tears, saying, "Elder, we have been wronged!"

"How could we dare to steal any Buddhist treasures? But now our masters are to be executed tomorrow, what should we do!"

Before he could finish speaking, the monk hurriedly pulled the young monk beside him down to kneel before Chen Yi and his disciples, repeatedly kowtowing and pleading, "Please, esteemed gentlemen, have mercy and redress our grievances! We beg you!"

Upon seeing this, Chen Yi quickly stepped forward, helped them up with both hands, and gently comforted them, "Get up quickly, don't be like this."

At this moment, Pigsy hurriedly shouted, "Get up, get up! Don't worry, my eldest brother is all-powerful and will definitely get justice for you and clear your name!"

However, Sun Wukong was speechless upon hearing this.

When did he agree to that? That Pigsy is just causing him trouble!

However, when he saw the expectant and trusting look in the eyes of the young monk in front of him, he couldn't bring himself to say the words of refusal.

In the end, Sun Wukong had no choice but to nod in agreement.

……

Night fell, and all was quiet. Just as Chen Yi was preparing to make his bed, that familiar pain surged up like a tidal wave.

As if struck by lightning, Chen Yi immediately shouted to Sun Wukong, "Great Sage, come with me to sweep the tower!"

Damn it! This tower-clearing plot is forcing him to move forward!

He had originally planned to tell Sun Wukong the next morning that the one who stole the relic was the Nine-Headed Insect!

Sun Wukong looked surprised: "Now?"

Chen Yi, with a pained expression, nodded helplessly and said, "Yes! Now."

Sun Wukong readily agreed, "Alright, let's go now."

After picking up the broom, the master and apprentice began sweeping from the first floor.

Sun Wukong was like a messenger holding a lamp, lighting a candle for him, while he was like a diligent cleaner, removing the dense spider webs and sweeping away the mountains of dust.

"Cough cough cough..."

The dust rushed into Chen Yi's nasal cavity, making his throat itch. He quickly covered his mouth and nose with his hands and began to clean it.

......

Holding a broom, Chen mechanically swung his arm, and the stairs gradually became clean under his feet, one floor after another.

Just as he was tirelessly cleaning a certain floor, Sun Wukong suddenly noticed a strange noise coming from upstairs.

Sun Wukong made a quick decision and turned to Chen Yi, who was following closely behind him, saying, "Don't move around here. Let me go up and find out what's going on!"

After saying that, he flashed away and sped upstairs like an arrow.

Chen nodded and obediently stayed where he was.

Before long, the sounds of fierce fighting came from upstairs, sometimes mixed with the crisp sound of metal clashing, and sometimes with the dull thud of heavy objects falling to the ground.

Finally, after waiting for just a few minutes, a figure flew down from upstairs and a small figure was thrown heavily in front of Chen Yi.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a strange-looking little monster! It was lying on the ground in a sorry state, begging for mercy.