Chapter 175 — The Meditation Chamber

The corner of Facheng's mouth twitched, as though he hesitated once more, but at last he said, "There is no harm in telling you. It is my honored master, the abbot of the Brahma Sound Temple, the Venerable Pucheng."

Ming Li was struck dumb for a moment. A moment later, looking at Facheng's face, he reckoned he could get nothing more out of him, so he simply let out a long breath and lay down, burying his head.

In the distance, the bell tolled, long and lingering, drifting over once more, faint and mournful.

"Dong... dong... dong... dong..."