One was a scruffy, unkempt middle-aged man, while the other was a clean-shaven Bald Handsome Guy in a spotless white kasaya. On a crowded street corner, the two stared at each other... and somehow, it looked perfectly harmonious.
It was as if they had stripped away all the noise and bustle.
"Benefactor, how did you know this humble monk's secular name is Jiang Liu?" Bald Handsome Guy asked again.
Li Jianyi squatted down like a customer at a flea market and casually picked up the Wooden Fish from the ground to examine it.
Bald Handsome Guy did not stop him. A monk owned nothing of value, and everything could be discarded. If you wanted it, just say so... If you didn't, how would this humble monk know?
"Don't you recognize me?" Li Jianyi asked curiously.
"I definitely recognize you." Bald Handsome Guy smiled faintly.
Li Jianyi chuckled mockingly. "Are you going to say that five hundred years ago, I looked back at you once, and that's why we met today?"
Bald Handsome Guy exclaimed in surprise, "Benefactor, what a profound Wisdom Root."
Li Jianyi shook his head. "A few days ago, one of my people lost something. I heard it was with you. Can you return it to me?"
Bald Handsome Guy directly took out the double-headed dharma artifact that resembled a demon-subduing pestle, then carefully admonished him, "Benefactor, this object has harmed the natural order. If you are willing, this humble monk is happy to purify it on your behalf."
The item had been taken out, but Li Jianyi did not hurry to reclaim it. Instead, he smiled and asked, "How do you plan to purify it?"
Bald Handsome Guy thought about it, then thought some more. At last, he said bashfully, "This humble monk sees that the object