I insist

Chapter 291: Rescue

Song Miqiu looked closely and saw that there seemed to be a person lying in front of him.

"Huailin, look ahead, isn't there someone lying there?" Song Miqiu anxiously pointed to a person lying on a rock ahead.

Yu Huailin followed the direction Song Miqiu was pointing.

"There was a person lying down."

"Let's go take a look."

Yu Huailin and Song Miqiu's fleeting past.

He wore a dark blue robe, had Buddhist prayer beads around his neck, was bald, had a handsome face, closed eyes, and dark purple lips.

"poisoned?"

"System, provide the antidote."

After Song Miqiu received the antidote, she tried to pry open the monk's lips, but she couldn't. Yu Huailin pinched her cheeks with his hands, and Song Miqiu stuffed the pill inside.

Song Miqiu sighed, finding it rare to see Yu Huailin so violent.

He chuckled.

Seeing Song Miqiu laughing so happily, Yu Huailin smiled a little embarrassedly.

The monk on the ground moved his fingers slightly and opened his eyes a little. He struggled to support his body and saw an old woman and a handsome young man in front of him.

"Thank you so much for saving me, my two benefactors."

When Yu Huailin saw the monk get up, he quickly helped him up. The monk nodded to Yu Huailin with a grateful expression.

"No need to be polite. Song Miqiu would have saved anyone in her position."

The monk withdrew his hand and said to Yu Huailin, "This young master has an extraordinary appearance and is probably not an ordinary person. He must have been born into a very noble family."

Yu Huailin was somewhat surprised when the monk said that.

Since no one knew his identity, it seemed that this monk was unfathomable. He could say so much just by looking at him. Yu Huailin couldn't help but panic.

"Young master, you are a dragon among men, and your future will be immeasurably noble. You will surely achieve what you seek. When you accomplish great things, do not forget your original intention, and you will succeed in the end. Young master, you must remember my words today."

Yu Huailin was overjoyed to hear that his plan was going to succeed.

"really."

"Indeed, the task is arduous and the road ahead is long. Young Master, you must win people over with virtue and never do anything against the natural order or commit evil, otherwise..."

Monk Wuwang didn't continue speaking; he believed Yu Huailin would understand what he meant.

Yu Huailin quickly bowed respectfully and said, "I will certainly keep your teachings in mind."

Seeing that Monk Wuwang had said so much to him, Yu Huailin said he would go up the mountain to pick some fruit for Song Miqiu and the monk.

"Miqiu, I'm going to gather some things. You wait for me here."

As Yu Huailin spoke, he ran up the mountain.

Watching the departing figure, Song Miqiu had always thought that Yu Huailin was not so simple, and it seemed that he really was. But she believed in everything Yu Huailin did.

Seeing Song Miqiu staring at Yu Huailin's back, Monk Wuwang touched the prayer beads in his hand.

"Half true, half false."

"what?"

Song Miqiu felt a little guilty, perhaps he knew that she was wearing a human skin mask.

"Just take it as a joke, monk!"

Feeling much better, the monk Wuwang took a few steps and gazed at the boundless stream, chanting: "One flower, one world; one leaf, one Bodhi; Amitabha, Amitabha..."

Song Miqiu was not a Buddhist and did not understand what the monk was saying, but he could tell that Monk Wuwang was a person who had attained enlightenment through spiritual practice.

"A single tree can hold a fleeting life, a single leaf can hold a paradise."

Song Miqiu followed the monk Wuwang all the way.

Monk Wuwang was taken aback for a moment, then continued, "You do seem to have a connection with Buddhism."

Song Miqiu didn't say he had a connection with Buddhism; this is from the inscription in the Avatamsaka Sutra, where he heard these few words.

“I am not a devout Buddhist, but I respect Buddhism. The Buddha is compassionate to all beings and possesses supreme wisdom.”

"Not bad, not bad, very enlightened." Monk Wuwang looked at Song Miqiu with even greater admiration.

"You flatter me..."

"You've already told me about what happened to the young master. Look at me, and help me take a look too."

Song Miqiu could tell that Monk Wuwang was a highly accomplished practitioner, and that he was no ordinary person.

The monk looked at Song Miqiu, nodded, and then shook his head.

"What? Am I about to die?" Song Miqiu felt very uneasy when he saw the monk nodding and shaking his head.

“Your constitution is unusual, quite different from that of ordinary people,” Monk Wuwang said solemnly to Song Miqiu.

Her different physique meant she was unique, so Song Miqiu was puzzled as to what the head-shaking meant.

"Then what do you mean by shaking your head?"

"The causes and effects of others are unspeakable, unspeakable."

Monk Wuwang turned around.

Song Miqiu was furious. He only said half of what he meant, which was really asking for trouble.

"You monk, you only say half of what you mean."

Song Miqiu relentlessly turned to face the monk Wuwang, who, confronted by a severed head, took a step or two back.

"You are different from others, so you also bear different burdens. If you do good deeds and accumulate virtue in the future, you will surely be able to turn misfortune into good fortune."

Monk Wuwang could only subtly tell Song Miqiu to do good deeds and accumulate merit.

"But I've always been kind to others and never done evil, so I think I'm a great philanthropist."

Song Miqiu felt perfectly fine!

"You'll face a hurdle in the next two years; just get through it."

The monk Wuwang has already made it very clear.

"What hurdle? What hurdle?"

"It cannot be said, it cannot be said. You only need to remember what I told you about doing good deeds and accumulating merit."

Song Miqiu pondered for a moment, wondering if he was facing a life-or-death crisis, and felt somewhat uneasy.

"Never mind, I won't make things difficult for you."

Song Miqiu knew a lot of things, but so what? Did he still have to live his life? If I'm told I'll die tomorrow, am I just supposed to wait to die today?

Monk Wuwang found Song Miqiu to be reasonable and understanding.

“I am destined to meet you, so let’s chat here, shall we?” Monk Wuwang found a place and sat down cross-legged.

Song Miqiu sat down without any hesitation.

"Since I have nothing else to do, I'll chat with you."

The monk Wuwang placed his prayer beads on the ground, put his hands on his knees, and stood there with his body straight, giving people a sense of being free from desires.

Song Miqiu thought about how the monk Wuwang had only said half of what he wanted to say, and decided to find a question to make things difficult for him.

"Monk, you say that doing good deeds can bring good fortune and avoid misfortune. Tell me why some people do good deeds all their lives but don't get a good reward in the end."

Song Miqiu thought that some bullies and landlords who forcibly seize and oppress the people do not receive any retribution, while some good people do not have a good end.

Monk Wuwang showed no sign of blame; instead, he smiled knowingly and patiently explained to Song Miqiu.

"Every cause has its effect, good and evil will eventually be rewarded, the way of heaven is a cycle, and no one can escape the wrath of heaven."

Upon hearing what Monk Wuwang said, Song Miqiu immediately understood.

Why are some people born into wealth and others into poverty, some handsome and beautiful, and others blind, deaf, or mute?

Song Miqiu continued to ask the monk Wuwang.

The monk Wuwang was very compassionate; she showed no impatience whatsoever with Song Miqiu's questions.