Chapter 1266 The Returnee's Notes 340
On the way up the mountain, Xie Ning learned that the head monk's name was Huiming, and that he had a senior brother named Huiyuan. The temple also had adopted a little monk who was only four or five years old.
They didn't give the little monk a Buddhist name, they just called him "Little River," because he was found by the river.
Perhaps the family that abandoned the child was hoping that someone washing clothes by the river would take the child away.
But no one picked it up for a long time. Huiming saw that it was about to rain, so he took the baby back to the temple.
He didn't think about sending the child to an orphanage. Firstly, he himself didn't go out much and wasn't familiar with the outside environment. Secondly, if the orphanage was a good one, that would be fine, but if it was one with ulterior motives, wouldn't that harm the child?
It's better to raise them yourself.
When the child reaches a certain age, he will be sent to Teacher Gao's school to study for a few years. Whether he continues his studies and goes out to live, or stays in the deep mountains with him and his fellow disciples to recite scriptures, it will be up to him.
Sometimes, living in seclusion is not necessarily a bad thing.
But in this mortal world, few can truly let go of worldly attachments.
Xie Ning looked at the peach tree in the backyard, a small tree growing under a thick maple tree.
"Master Huiming, may I borrow this peach tree?"
"Please do as you please."
Then Huiming saw Xie Ning take out a small bottle from his bag, which contained a soul.
"Is it a spirit or monster?"
"Yes, I'll have to trouble Master Huiming to keep an eye on things from now on."
Xie Ning told Hui Ming about the origin of the spirit and told him not to kill it.
As for this spirit, it's unknown how many years it would take to cultivate even a trace of wisdom.
Huiming was initially surprised, but quickly accepted it, saying, "Don't worry, benefactor, I will keep an eye on things."
I only hope that if this spirit has the chance to be influenced by Buddhism in the future, it will no longer be vicious and harmful to people.
Xie Ning lit an incense stick, and in the wisps of smoke, Xiao Shuang slowly opened her eyes. "Liar!"
She was still conscious and was glaring fiercely at Xie Ning. When Xie Ning remained unmoved, she turned her face away. She knew she was going to die. If she were to be reborn, would she still be herself?
The maple leaves blocked out the sunlight, casting only dappled shadows, which was her favorite kind of sunlight.
Xie Ning, who was setting up the formation, felt a sudden tightening on his wrist, and Xiao Shuang had already floated into the sunlight. She was no longer in her previous physical form.
Instead, she appeared to be a little girl of about eleven or twelve years old, with light pink eyes, just like the peach blossom buds that were about to bloom beside her.
Her figure slowly faded away. Xie Ning was stunned, lowered his hand, and did not stop her anymore.
“I have so many things…you can…” Xiao Shuang paused here. She was about to die, what right did she have to ask for help?
"Can."
Disposing of her belongings is a way to give her peace of mind.
"Thank you, thank you. You're not so bad after all, a little better than the old man. Could you please send those things to Professor Zhong Hanfang for me?"
She asked again, still unsure.
Professor Zhong?
Xie Ning nodded, watching her disperse in front of him.
Huiming turned his head and saw that Xie Ning was not in a good mood, and couldn't help but sigh, "She doesn't know that reincarnation in this world is her only chance of survival."
Even though she is a spirit, she is not much different from a human. As a ghost queen, she has karmic debts on her hands, and even if she doesn't dispel them, she cannot be reincarnated normally.
Xie Ning didn't speak. In the end, Xiao Shuang was just like those ghost children, nothing more than a tool to be used by others.
Huiming suddenly became interested, "Benefactor Xie, do you regret killing her?"
"Why regret it?" Her own safety should be her top priority.
"I thought... that Benefactor Xie took life and death lightly, as if there was no difference between being alive and dead."
From the moment he met Xie Ning until now, she has remained calm, as if nothing could stir any emotion in her.
Whether it was to himself or when he heard that so many people had died, he only slightly raised his eyebrows.
He was right there at the time. Wang Ze's voice was soft, but he was sharp-eyed and heard it clearly.
Xie Ning gently scooted the cat closer, then looked over the wall at the floating clouds in the sky. "Life and death are different. I like living, but I'm not afraid of death."
If life and death are essentially the same, then what is the meaning of human existence?
In life, one must not lose emotions, just as fleeting clouds must not lose their connection to the sky.
Synchrotron radiation sources release special wavelengths through particle acceleration, and humans generate their own frequency bands through emotional oscillations.
The long passage of time did not diminish her emotions; Xie Ning never denied the significance of her existence.
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