How come the celestial technique I stole is so powerful?!-Chapter 215: Three Days in Tibet

Blood Trace nodded slightly, "That’s true. To me, your story sounds like a version from thirty years ago, outdated and reeking of malicious intentions. But for those girls in Tibet, a thirty-year-old version might still be quite lethal."

Lin Xiaosu nodded lightly, "It’s not just quite a bit, it’s... a lot!"

"The story itself doesn’t have that much power. The lethality is magnified to the extreme because the audience is unique. The world is big, but I’ve never seen anyone as easy to deceive as her..."

Lin Xiaosu glared at him, "What do you mean easy to deceive? She’s just genuine! Don’t you think this is the best, rarest, and most precious quality a person can have?"

"So what? Are you planning to leap out of your story to mess with her, giving her a lesson through your actions, teaching her that the world isn’t as beautiful as in the stories, and that it’s full of hidden dangers?"

Lin Xiaosu was speechless...

For the next three days, Lin Xiaosu stayed in the hotel without going anywhere.

Why?

He didn’t dare to go out. What if he ran into Dawa again?

Such a beautiful story, and she helped you fulfill your dream.

She went out of her way to get you the life-saving medicine for your lover. If you don’t deliver it to little Ye right away, would you still be considered a devoted man? Wouldn’t you be just a lowlife?

So, he confined himself in the hotel and slept for three days and three nights.

Blood Trace brought back news.

Xiang Yixiu had already left the country...

The grand plan had already begun.

On the fourth day, Lin Xiaosu went out and came to the Nanjiang University campus. After a few inquiries, he found an experimental building, sent a message in, and soon, Dawa came running out. Yes, she was almost always running towards him...

"Brother Su, how is it?"

Lin Xiaosu smiled, "After I brought back the medicine you gave, little Ye has shown significant improvement. She can get out of bed now. The doctor said she’s passed the dangerous phase. I thought I had to come and tell you in person."

Dawa was extremely happy and once again devoutly gave thanks to the Eternal Heaven.

Lin Xiaosu raised his hand and handed her a Jade Pendant, "This is for you."

It was a master-level piece from Xueyu Pavilion, made from the raw stone he had opened last time. It couldn’t make a bracelet, so he made a bunch of pendants and tags instead. Although in the Jade industry, pendants and tags aren’t as valuable as bracelets, nothing is absolute. Often, it’s the pendants and tags that showcase a master’s creativity and carving skills.

Facing Dawa, he chose the one that suited her best...

"What is this?"

"This Jade Pendant is called ’Spring River Moon.’ Your name is Dawa, which means new moon, just like this pendant. See how clean and pure it is?"

Dawa held the Jade Pendant, looked at the transparent crystal inside, at the new moon above the great river. Her eyes sparkled, "No one has ever given me a gift before."

"This isn’t a gift, just a token of appreciation."

"Okay, I’ll accept it!" Dawa immediately hung the Jade Pendant around her neck, "Brother Su, what are your plans next?"

"I thought... since I’m here in the Northwest Land, I might as well take a look around."

"I’m quite familiar with this place. I’ll accompany you."

"Will it affect your studies?"

Dawa smiled lightly, "I’ve already completed my part of the research, and the other students don’t really want me to participate too much. Leaving the lab is the best thing for me."

She didn’t say much, but Lin Xiaosu understood.

Graduate students also face competition, for research topics, for attention from mentors. Everyone is responsible for their own small part, and "visiting" others’ work is highly frowned upon.

She took on corner case research.

She had completed it.

If she stayed in the lab and poked around, it would annoy others.

It was the perfect time to go out for a walk.

Besides, this season is the most beautiful in the Southern Border.

In deep autumn, the sky is high and the clouds are pale.

The land is vast and desolate.

The poplars under the setting sun paint the land a golden yellow.

People in the Outer Jiangnan are all eager to go out and have a look. If they don’t seize the last days of the season to head out for a time, they’ll have to wait until the spring of the next year.

So off they went.

Dawa changed into traditional Tibetan attire and accompanied Lin Xiaosu around the city. They sampled all sorts of local delicacies, and Lin Xiaosu paid the bill all the way without any fuss from her.

By the end of the day, they were already quite familiar with each other.

Dawa was no longer the taciturn girl in Hu Fu’s eyes, in fact, she wasn’t taciturn at all. She had mostly been marginalized throughout her life, making it difficult for her to blend in with those around her...

It’s that she couldn’t blend in, not that she didn’t want to.

She didn’t like loneliness, but loneliness had become her attribute she reluctantly had to accept...

She grew up in a place called Mo Ye Valley on the edge of Tibet, among an ancient Tibetan branch called "Pengfen." It was said that her ancestors were famous descendants of King Gert, so her people were very proud.

But not her. She couldn’t afford pride.

Because she had a very special constitution, seemingly born with the bloodline of a plague god.

While others’ livestock thrived, after her birth, her family’s livestock died one after another. Her father and mother were also constantly ill, as were any companions she came into contact with.

Gradually, her father and mother didn’t dare to let her go out.

She consciously set up her little tent on the edge of Mo Ye Valley, staying away from her people as much as possible.

Until one person appeared, who took her away and taught her some breathing and meditation techniques, allowing her to slowly control her bizarre bloodline.

She could have returned to her people, but they were scared of her. They told her parents that if they allowed this plague god back, they would have to leave.

That night, Dawa rode a skinny horse alone through Mo Ye Valley and embarked on her journey of education.

For twenty years, she hadn’t returned to her people, only gazing at them from afar while riding her horse.

Her people had likely forgotten about her existence.

In the unfamiliar campus, she wasn’t exactly forbidden, she didn’t cause trouble, but some rumors inevitably found their way into the campus. Her peers avoided getting close to her...

"Brother Su, do you know why I insisted on letting you and little Ye see the sky? Because it’s also my dream."

In front of an ancient temple, Dawa sat on horseback and told Lin Xiaosu this.

Lin Xiaosu gently reached out his hand, grasped hers across the gap between their horses, "Dawa, your name means moon, have you ever seen two moons in the sky?"

"No! That’s impossible!" Dawa blushed with embarrassment as he held her warm hand.

"Right, there are no two moons in the sky, not because the moon isn’t good enough, but because it’s just the moon. It’s enough to light up the sky over Tibet!"

Dawa tilted her head slightly, looking at him.

He looked back at her.

Dawa chuckled, "Brother Su, can you promise to only say such things once?"

"Why?"

"Because I... I don’t want to ruin the most beautiful story."

"...This temple is quite unique in its design, what’s its name?" Lin Xiaosu lifted his gaze, seemingly avoiding the implication in her words.

Dawa replied, "This temple is called Da Ri Xiaoyao Temple. Its unique design is due to its unique temple rules. It is the most open temple in Tibet, truly embodying the natural Great Dao of Buddhism." freeweɓnovel-cøm

Tibetan Buddhism advocates nature, seeing Buddha in every mountain, river, stone, and tree.

Plants can become Buddha, and all phenomena in nature are also Buddha.

As long as there is Buddha in your heart, Buddha exists in all forms.

Even in human desires, if one has a Buddha root...

Therefore, many young couples come to the temple seeking children...

Seeking children is not uncommon. There are even Tibetan women who come to the temple looking for men.

If they find a monk they like, they’ll directly take him away...

Dawa shared these anecdotes, and Lin Xiaosu was a bit puzzled, "Using the name of Buddhism for these things makes sense, but by this logic, wouldn’t there be no place in the secular world devoid of Buddhism? What makes it special then?"

"It’s reflected in the compassion of the Buddhist path!" Dawa explained, "For instance, the abbot here, Master Qiu Sang, traveled the world and brought back more than ten orphans. Oh... do you remember Hu Fu? He is one of them, though he’s the only exception since he still has parents."

Hu Fu’s master.

He was also Xiang Yixiu’s master.

Because Xiang Yixiu once mentioned that Hu Fu was his junior disciple.

Lin Xiaosu asked, "You know about him taking in these orphans?"

Dawa smiled, "Master Qiu Sang’s deeds are known throughout Tibet, so of course I know some. Want to hear about them?"

"Tell me..."

Dawa recounted a lot...

This Master Qiu Sang truly had a compassionate heart for the Buddhist path. While other monks focused on secluded meditation and contemplation, he found his Buddhist path during his travels...

His acts of saving people during his travels were spread by word of mouth.

The time span was thirty years.

There were dozens of events.

Among them, he saved more than ten orphans.

He took them as Direct Disciples.

He taught them meticulously, and all these disciples thrived...

Dawa provided detailed accounts of these events.

Including the times, places, and the disciples he saved...

She said a lot, then smiled lightly, "You know, it’s hard not to believe in fate. We have a professor at Nanjiang University who is one of his disciples."

"Who?"

"Professor Xiang Yixiu."

"You seem very familiar with this high monk."

Dawa said, "I wanted to take him as my master once, so I learned a bit more about him. But he’s very special. He only believes in disciples he encounters on his journeys, thinking they are guided by the Eternal Heaven. He doesn’t accept those who seek him out. Of course, another reason might be that he doesn’t take female disciples."

"How about we visit this legendary high monk?"

"We may not be able to see him. He’s either traveling or in seclusion. People seeking an audience usually don’t succeed..."

Since they had come, they decided to give it a try.

They dismounted, went up the mountain, and entered the temple.

The Da Ri Xiaoyao Temple, once inside, wasn’t much different from other Tibetan temples.

There was a large Buddha hall with a statue of the Tathagata.

This ancient statue, Dawa said, was probably the namesake of Da Ri Xiaoyao Temple.

They circled around, saw the ancient temple structures, and inquired about Master Qiu Sang. As expected, he was in seclusion.

Out of his several disciples, three were at the temple.

Lin Xiaosu met them. From his perspective, their cultivation levels were not low. Even if they didn’t reach Xiang Yixiu’s level, they were certainly not inferior to Hu Fu.

He also met several old monks whose auras made Lin Xiaosu silently moved.

Of course, not everyone in the temple was a cultivator.

The majority were ordinary people.

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