It was a masked man wearing night clothes. He lowered his head and said respectfully: "Lord."
"Send a message to the steward. Zhu Tan's confinement will be extended for another twenty days."
"Yes." The masked man responded and immediately merged into the darkness. The only person in the room was Shi Yuan's heartbeat and breathing, as if the masked man he saw just now was just an illusion.
Shi Yuan was not in a hurry to go to bed. He sat at the table and started making tea leisurely. When the tea was ready, the person he was waiting for arrived.
"Please sit down." Shi Yuan poured a cup of tea himself and placed it in front of the visitor.
The person opened his hood, revealing a shiny bald head and a face whose appearance was not affected by the bald head.
"Thank you Master, you are well." Zen Master Zhixin greeted with a smile and placed the sword in his hand horizontally on the table. "I would like to ask the Master to hand over your disciple's sword to her."
Shi Yuan, also known as Xie Hanyi, said, "I would also like to thank the Zen Master for sending me the message. My disciple relies on the Zen Master to take care of me these days."
"This young hero will surely achieve great success in time."
Xie Hanyi curled his lips, half-smiling, but it was not a happy expression. He said: "Who expects her to achieve anything? As long as she can live peacefully, live to old age, and live to death, that is my greatest expectation for her."
The Zen master clasped his palms together and recited the name of the Buddha, and said: "Life and death are destiny. Thank you, Master, why you need to be persistent."
"You came here today not to talk to me about Buddhism or Zen, right?"
"When it comes to Buddhism, the master of the village is more proficient than me. How dare a poor monk try to teach me something?" Zen Master Zhixin said, "I really have something to ask for here."
"Speaking."
"I have heard for a long time that the owner of the village is proficient in medical science and can live and die human flesh and bones. I wonder if I can ask the owner to treat a person?"
"Zen Master just now said that life and death are determined by fate, why can't he understand it again in a second thought?"
"In ancient times, Mu Lian saved his mother, but he did not dare or forget the kindness of his life. Although the poor monk has converted to Buddhism, he cannot watch his mother's suffering and ignore it."
"I can't save her." Xie Hanyi stopped beating around the bush and said directly.
"The village owner hasn't checked his pulse yet, so how can he know that he can't be saved?"
"Your Majesty is not sick, how can I help you? No matter how good the medicine is, it can only cure the disease, but it cannot go against the will of heaven, nor can it win over people's hearts."
Hearing Xie Hanyi's answer, the Zen master's face darkened. After thinking about it carefully, he understood the meaning of Xie Hanyi's words. Under the excitement of the mood, my devotion to the Buddha wavered a little.
If there are really gods and Buddhas in this world, why do good people never live long, while disasters often linger for thousands of years
"Anyway, thank you so much, Master." The Zen Master put on his hood again and was about to leave.
"Zen Master Zhixin," Xie Hanyi suddenly called him, "what I said to you ten years ago is still valid today."
Zen Master Zhixin paused and then disappeared by the door.
Xie Hanyi got up and packed away the tea sets, placed the tea sets and were about to take a rest when they heard the sound of deliberately amplified footsteps.
"There are really many guests tonight." But this time it was an uninvited guest.
"The leader of the Guhui Sect is here. Maybe he wants to ask for a cup of tea. Unfortunately, I just poured out the tea. If you want to eat, I can pick it up and make a new pot for you."
"Master Xie is so stingy that he couldn't even give me a cup of tea." Aslan, the leader of the Guhui Sect, stepped into the room and sat down in the seat of Zen Master Zhixin without Xie Hanyi's greeting.
"What's the matter with you?"
"I've heard about Master Xie's name for a long time, but I've never had the opportunity to meet him. But today I met him, and he is indeed worthy of his reputation."
"You see, you can get out."
"Master Xie, aren't you curious as to why I want to send your disciple thousands of miles to track Xiang?"
Mentioning Ye Wuji, Xie Hanyi frowned and looked at Aslan with murderous intent.
Aslan was not afraid at all, and continued to smile and said: "I am doing it all for you, thank you, owner of the village."