Early the next morning, Qu Zan still felt that he had overtaxed his mind and consciousness the day before.
After attending the Dharma Assembly early, he went to Duo'erna for his lesson.
Duo'erna noticed that Qu Zan seemed rather listless.
She asked, "What's wrong? Is it because of yesterday's empowerment? Empowerment takes a great deal of energy."
Naturally, Qu Zan would not say that after returning last night, he had gone for another tour of the Form Realm.
He could only nod.
Duo'erna let Qu Zan return early. He slept until noon, and only then did he feel his energy recover.
Calculating the time, he reckoned it was time to go to Lanzha Temple to study Sanskrit.
So he rode out for his studies and did not return until evening.
His head felt full. Though traveling back and forth was exhausting, the satisfaction and sense of growth that came from learning still left Qu Zan feeling thoroughly fulfilled.
When he returned to the Separate Courtyard, Qu Zan saw someone he had not met in a long time: Guocuo.
Qu Zan saw the worry covering his face. Even without looking at the colors of his emotions, he knew that Guocuo was anxious and agitated. "Geshe Gyatso, you're finally back." The moment Guocuo saw Qu Zan enter, he jumped off the bed.
"What happened?" Qu Zan asked.
"Our Nectar Scale-Moistening Paste was stolen," Guocuo said anxiously. "Goods worth a thousand taels."
"What?" Qu Zan was somewhat astonished. "Who had the nerve? Those were our goods."
Of those thousand taels of silver, a third belonged to Qu Zan. He had lost at least three hundred taels.
"Did you report it to the authorities?" Qu Zan asked instinctively. But after asking, he found his own question rather laughable.
This was Mìdì, not somewhere with