Yi Shuyuan watched a faint smile appear on Monk Wufa's face. Just then, something stirred in his heart, and he instinctively looked south, as though he had heard a roar.
A thunderous crash resounded within his heart, and the image of a giant white python breaking through the ice flashed through his mind.
Yi Shuyuan rose thoughtfully. Every path had its perils. With that thought, he beckoned to an elderly monk nearby who was also watching them.
The monk had actually noticed Master Wufa's conversation with the white-clad young man earlier. Even the few words he heard from a distance had struck him as unfathomably profound, making him all the more reluctant to interrupt.
Seeing the white-clad man beckon now, the monk pointed at himself in surprise. Only after the other man nodded did he hurry over.
"What can I do for you, benefactor?"
The monk bowed before speaking, his voice very soft.
Yi Shuyuan looked at Monk Wufa on the steps.
"Do not let anyone disturb Master Wufa."
"Yes, this humble monk will see to it!"
The monk offered another Buddhist salute, and Yi Shuyuan returned it. Glancing toward a distant corner out of the corner of his eye, he strode away toward the outside.
In a corner by the rear courtyard wall, Pan Wentang and the three Jian children were eating from bowls of porridge. The children were absorbed in their food and had noticed nothing, but Pan Wentang had clearly seen the divine crane spend a long time with Master Wufa.
It seems the current abbot of Great Autumn Temple is quite extraordinary too!
Outside the Great Buddha Hall, the monk held his hands in a Buddhist salute as he watched the white-clad master depart, an inexplicable emotion stirring within him.
His Dharma name was Ru Qing,