After completing the handover, Qu Zan went to Duo'erna's Private Quarters.
He wanted to ask Duo'erna about learning Sanskrit.
He pushed the door open and went inside.
Duo'erna said, "How did your trip out of the monastery to exorcise evil go?"
Qu Zan said, "Thanks to your blessings, Master, I didn't encounter any difficulties this time..."
Hearing Qu Zan call her Master again, Duo'erna rolled her eyes.
Qu Zan pretended not to notice and continued, "...and I gained some insights into giving."
"Oh, really?" Duo'erna said. "What sort of insights?"
"I taught the Dharma to the salt workers at Well-Salt Field and performed an act of Fearlessness Giving," Qu Zan said.
"They probably couldn't understand your teachings, could they? I don't mean to discriminate, but understanding profound Buddhist teachings requires some knowledge."
"It wasn't their understanding of the Buddhist teachings, but the effect the ritual had on them." Qu Zan smiled and said:
"For the knowledgeable, profound and sublime Buddhist teachings hold an appeal. For the illiterate, a carefully arranged ritual can give them steadfast faith. For different people, the Buddhist teachings have the same effect of freeing sentient beings from fear." "I rarely go out to teach and spread the Dharma, so my understanding of this isn't deep. Perhaps there's something to what you say."
Duo'erna's delicate brows knitted slightly, and a glint flashed through her phoenix eyes. She lightly bit her lower lip, looking as though she had lost something, and murmured:
"Before my master changed, she enjoyed giving and forging good karmic ties everywhere..." At the mention of her master, He Yanjialuo, Duo'erna's expression changed. She was like a little girl, her sorrows twisting through a hundred turns...
"You're quite like my master," Duo'erna said.
Qu Zan smiled. "Naturally. We belong to the same lineage. Grandmaster taught