Chapter Two Hundred and Fifty-Five - The Old Man of the Temple
The monk looked at Tianxin, then at Xuan Yi and Wen Na on his back, then clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, I see that fellow Taoists have come from afar, so please come in first." Then he let the three of them enter the door, and Xuan Yi
As they passed by, the monk couldn't help but take another look at the silent boy and the girl on his back.
"Where did the three of you come from?" the monk asked, taking Tianxin and the others to the living room.
"We came from a small place in southern Sichuan and have lived in the mountains for a long time. The master must not know our Taoist temple, but we have heard about the name of Ganden Temple for a long time, so we came to visit." Tianxin deliberately changed the place to Wen Na Life.
He did not tell the monk the truth.
"Gaden Monastery is just a small remote temple, not worth mentioning. However, ordinary people will not easily climb this mountain. Are you with the master?" The monk asked what he was wondering about when he opened the door. Ordinary people can trek up to it.
It is already very difficult to climb down the mountain, let alone climb this college student, but the three teenagers in front of me did it, although the little girl among them seemed to have collapsed from exhaustion.
"My Taoist name is Tianxin. This trip is just for me, my senior brother Xuan Yi, and my senior brother's friend Wen Na. Master often tells us that practicing is to overcome the laziness in your heart. Even if the road is blocked, you will get there if you practice.
Since we sincerely worship the mountain gate, we naturally walked up step by step." Tianxin was like a social expert, chatting and laughing with the monk along the way, and finally the few of them arrived in the living room.
Xuan Yi carefully placed Wen Na on a chair. Without the damage of the wind and snow, Wen Na's face turned a little rosy.
"This one seems to be ill, why don't you find a bed to rest first." The monk looked at the weak Wen Na and felt pity in his heart, so he suggested.
"You don't have to trouble the Master, I'll just sit down for a while." Wen Na resisted the monk's kindness and refused. Since entering the temple, the surrounding scenes gave her a familiar feeling, as if she had returned to the world where she came.
On that day, the chaotic memories in my mind were no longer as clueless as before, and began to become clear as if they were peeling off cocoons.
"I haven't asked the mage yet what to call me?"
"My Buddhist name is Pukong. You can just call me by my name. I'm going to tell you that I am my senior brother. He will come over to see you three soon." The middle-aged monk named Pukong clasped his hands together and turned around and walked out the door.
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Tianxin also found a chair and sat down, then took out the water he brought with him and handed it to Wen Na, "This is probably the place you mentioned. Do you feel better when you get here?"
Wen Na took the water, took a sip, and then nodded.
Seeing that Wen Na was colder than the snow outside the temple, Tianxin turned to Xuan Yi again, "Senior brother, we have come all the way here, you have to tell me what your purpose is."
Xuan Yi looked at Wen Na and saw that there was no one around, so he simply told Tianxin the real purpose of his trip, "I have told you my identity before. Wen Na is the same as me, but we are both in the early Yuan Dynasty."
As a human being, she chose another way to come to this world, so that now her spirit body is no longer as powerful as before, and cannot contain the spiritual energy of the original Yuanchu person."
"So this is where Wen Na came to this world?" Tianxin seemed to have completely understood the purpose of this trip, and also understood why Xuan Yi had to bring Wen Na to the hiding place first no matter what.
"Yes, what we are going to do next is also here." Xuan Yi nodded lightly.
There are voices in the distance coming from far and near. From the voices, one can tell that one of them is Pukong, while the footsteps should come from two people.
A man walked in. He was wearing gray monk robes. He was slightly taller than Pukong behind him, but his face was kind and kind. "I am the abbot of this temple, my name is Puxuan." After saying that, he clasped his hands together.
Tianxin and Xuanyi were not rude, they quickly stood up, bowed their hands respectfully, and introduced their origins.
"I have heard Pukong tell you about the origins of you two, but her origins are still fresh in my memory. The little benefactor is safe and sound!" Puxuan looked at Wen Na, who was half lying on a chair to rest.
"Master Pu Xuan, the purpose of my coming here today is..." Wen Na was talking, but was interrupted by Pu Xuan mid-sentence.
"You don't need to tell me, when you left here, I expected that you would come back one day. I kept feeling restless while doing my homework today. I never thought it was you coming back."
After the conversation between the two, Tianxin also knew some things that had happened before. And Xuan Yi, who had a spiritual connection with Wen Na, naturally also knew some of the things that had happened since Wen Na came to this world.
"Maybe it was because I said before that the opportunity has come, and Master and I can see each other again." Wen Na said, forcing herself to stand up.
When Xuan Yi and Tian Xin saw the shaky Wen Na, they hurriedly stepped forward to support her, while Xuan Yi quickly helped Wen Na stabilize her body. Although her spirit had improved, the physical burden and long journey had exhausted her strength.
"How about you go back to the room you lived in before and rest." Puxuan saw that the frail and weak body in front of him had completely lost the liveliness he had when he sent her down the mountain. He silently recited the Buddha's name. "Pukong, you
Take them with you."
Xuan Yi continued to carry Wen Na on his back, and was led by Pukong to another place. After Tianxin thanked Pu Xuan, he also followed, but after looking at the water in his hand, he almost forgot about it.
things.
"Master Puxuan, I still have a few friends who, for some reasons... are still resting in the cave on the mountainside. I beg the master to help me and bring them up."
"You are making so much noise at the bottom of the mountain. We have heard it a long time ago from above. I'm afraid your friends are also injured. This time we want our temple to save them." Pu Xuan seemed to have seen through Tianxin's thoughts and directly said
What was in his mind came out.
"Your discernment is so sharp that I dare not hide it. This is actually what happened..." Tian Xin was afraid that the host Pu Xuan might misunderstand that he was one of the perpetrators, so he wanted to explain it clearly immediately.
"Needless to say, Buddhists say that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. How can I not save it? You go and have a rest first, and I can ask the monks in the temple to bring them back." Pu Xuan interrupted.
After hearing Tianxin's explanation, he must have thought that these explanations were unnecessary.
Tian Xin was worried that the abbot would have a grudge against them because of the bloody battle at the foot of the mountain, so he wanted to hold him back to make it clear.
Pu Xuan still stopped him and said patiently, "Since you are all Wen Na's friends, I will choose to believe you." After saying that, he patted Tian Xin on the shoulder and walked towards the main hall of the temple.
"Wen Na's friend..." Tianxin repeated this sentence, and then went to chase Pukong and Tianxin.
There was a creak, and the wooden door was pushed open. There was a simple hard bed inside, a comb and a mirror on a table, a futon on the floor, and a picture of Guanyin on the wall.
Nothing else.
Xuan Yi gently put Wen Na on the bed, helped her take off her shoes, and let her lie down steadily.
"The little benefactor is back this time. Does it feel familiar to you?" Pukong also looked at this small room.
"I didn't expect that things here haven't changed at all." Wen Na felt the place where she once lived. If it weren't for her physical weakness, she seemed to have returned to the past.
"Senior Brother Pu Xuan has always told us to clean this room on time and not to touch the things inside. Today, it seems that what senior brother expected has really come true."
"Grandmaster..."
After a while, Tianxin followed him into the room and saw that the simple decoration was even simpler than that in his own Taoist temple. After chatting for a while, Pukong went to deal with other matters.
"Xuan Yi, since you said you both come from the same place, your abilities should be about the same, right?"
Wen Na shook her head, "No, our methods are different."
"Oh? Are you also an alien?" Tianxin said jokingly, "Then you have to keep your voice down. If they listen to it, they will probably capture you and do an anatomy and study!"
Wen Na knew that Tianxin was joking, but her body was trembling slightly. Xuan Yi saw Wen Na shake her mind and knew that she must have seen something, so he calmly held Wen Na's shoulders.
"She didn't come from awakening, she came from compression."
"compression?"
Tianxin opened her mouth and her voice unconsciously raised an octave.
"That's right. It's like turning an elephant into a painting."
"Nonsense, how can such a beautiful girl be an elephant!" In Tianxin's view, Wen Na is a fairy in the sky and cannot tolerate others saying anything bad about her.
"I'm just giving an analogy so that you can understand..." Xuan Yi said helplessly.
"But, what's so difficult about this? Can't we just draw on the elephant or take a photo? Oh~ I understand. You mean that the fairy Wen Na we saw is a... projection?"
"We are the projection, and Wenna is the reality."
Xuan Yi explained that he did not expect Tian Xin to understand this explanation. After all, in Tian Xin's view, he has flesh and blood, smiles and tears, so he could not be a projection. But Xuan Yi was overthinking, and Tian Xin did not think that deeply at all.
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"Then this makes even more sense. Those taking pictures are projections. How can a real elephant be turned into a painting?"
To turn a three-dimensional thing into a two-dimensional thing, you only need to compress it and flatten it. It will flatten with a snap, leaving a pool of blood stains, but what if it is a living person?
Tianxin's eyes were full of doubt and panic, "This is impossible. I don't think Wen Na is as weak as a paper person!"
Chapter completed!