258 Abbot Rages!

Monkey had not experienced the war of the firecrackers that happened during the mid-autumn festival. But he had followed Fangzheng to Sun Qiancheng's ancestral grave during the Qingming festival. Back then, the young lass Mengmeng, was there too. He had a good impression of her and having seen Sun Qiancheng before he remembered something.

Eyes wide in realization, he tugged Fangzheng's robe. "Abbot, I saw that girl!"

"You saw her?!" Fangzheng, who was about to dash down the mountain, suddenly turned his head.

"While we were borrowing the hoe, I saw two women speaking to her at the foot of the mountain. I only glanced at them at the time." Monkey scratched his head.

"Could you still recognize them?"

Monkey shrugged and shuffled his feet. "I only took a cursory glance. I… don't really remember that well."

"Let's go!" Fangzheng grabbed Monkey and entered the temple hall. "Kneel down and try your best to recall the scene you saw Mengmeng!"