"Master, from the looks of it, he's only dressed a little poorly. In fact, he's leading a pretty good life. There's no need for us to help, right? "asked Red Boy.
Fangzheng shook his head and did not say a word. All he did was watch silently. Red Boy could only watch as well.
Yuan Hai walked to the riverside with the food and stood there silently.
An idea came to Fangzheng. Could he be reminiscing? Just as Fangzheng was about to cast A Golden Millet Dream, he saw Yuan Hai move. The food in his hand spilled into the river. As he did so, he let out a whimpering sound as though he was saying something.
Red Boy asked perplexed, "Master, don't tell me his daughter drowned? But if she drowned, why would he go around handing out pamphlets to find her? Or is he paying his respects to someone else? "
Fangzheng was at a loss as well. He could not figure out the situation in front of him.
Yuan Hai emptied the three bowls of food before returning to the side of the motorcycle. He put away the bowls and took out two mantous. He sat by the riverside and watched the river flow as the white clouds floated past. He slowly ate the mantous, occasionally letting out a whimpering sound.
Fangzheng felt somewhat helpless when he heard the sound. He could understand the words of all beings in the world, but he could not understand people who could not speak to begin with.
"Can you understand what he's saying?" Fangzheng asked Red Boy.
Red Boy shook his head. "I can't unless I use a mind-reading spell. But I don't know that. Master, Buddhism has a divine power called Mind Reading. Don't you know it?"
Fangzheng rolled his eyes. "If I knew it, why would I be asking you?"
…
After Yuan Hai finished eating the mantous, he stood up and began taking off his clothes.
Red Boy mumbled. "No way. He's already taking off his clothes. Isn't that a little too … inappropriate?"
"Don't speak nonsense," reprimanded Fangzheng. Fangzheng could see the look of anticipation in Yuan Hai's eyes, but most of it was pain. He was definitely not taking off his clothes to act like a hooligan.
Yuan Hai took off his outer clothes and wore swimming trunks. He jumped into the river and like a fish, he swam to the depths before plunging in.
"Master, are we following?" asked Red Boy.
Fangzheng nodded. "Yes!"
Red Boy immediately dove into the water with Fangzheng. One had the White Lunar Monk Robe protecting him, while the other was a great demon king. He did not need to breathe, so he naturally felt no pressure in the water.
In the water, Yuan Hai dove straight to the bottom as he constantly rummaged for something.
"Master, what is he doing?" Red Boy asked via voice transmission.
Fangzheng shook his head helplessly. He could not speak in the water.
Just like before, Yuan Hai searched the area bit by bit. He did not miss a single pebble or grain of sand! Only when they ran out of oxygen did they go up for air and continue searching.
Fangzheng and Red Boy also understood, but they couldn't figure out what he was looking for in such a huge river. Could there be diamonds? Gold? Or something else?
Finally, Yuan Hai was out of strength. He swam back to the bank and lay on the ground. His eyes stared blankly at the sky, as though he was not thinking of anything, but also as though he was thinking of everything.
Just then …
"Amitabha. Benefactor, what are you looking for in the water?" Yuan Hai suddenly heard a Buddhist proclamation. He jumped in fright as he sat up abruptly and looked warily at Fangzheng. Following that, he was taken aback. There were only two types of monks in his mind. The first type was benevolent. Such monks were easy to talk to. They would not make things difficult for him even if he did not say anything. The other type was young monks. These monks were a little fierce. Although they would not go as far as beating or cursing, they were the ones who had chased him out of the monastery. However, the monk in front of him was a little special. He stood there like an accomplished monk, but he lacked the benevolence of an accomplished monk. He looked more radiant and gentle. He did not have the brashness of a young man. His eyes were like a pool of clear water that could be seen to the bottom at a glance. They were very pure, without any distracting thoughts. He had seen such eyes before. Newborn babies had them, but for such a big person to have such eyes was unbelievable.
Perhaps it was because Fangzheng's looks were just too good. Yuan Hai was only given a fright in the beginning before calming down. He scratched his head and pointed to his mouth. Then, he waved his hand, indicating that he could not speak.
"Amitabha. Patron, are you looking for something?"
Yuan Hai nodded.
Fangzheng asked, "Patron, what are you looking for? Perhaps This Penniless Monk can help you. "
Yuan Hai thought for a moment before returning to the backseat of his car. He took out a pamphlet and handed it to Fangzheng.
Fangzheng was a little puzzled. He was indeed looking for someone, but to search for someone in the water? Furthermore, he was rummaging through pebbles like sand. Wasn't that a little … inexplicable?
"Patron, are you looking for someone in the water?" asked Fangzheng.
Yuan Hai nodded, his face looking a little gloomy.
"This …" Fangzheng could not understand Yuan Hai's actions. Was the person the size of a palm?
Yuan Hai also knew that Fangzheng could not speak, so there was no way for him to communicate with him. There was no way for him to explain. Hence, he pointed at the person on the pamphlet and wore an inquiring look.
Fangzheng looked at the girl on the pamphlet and asked, "Is this your daughter?"
Yuan Hai nodded.
Fangzheng continued. "This Penniless Monk wishes to help you find her."
At that moment, a shout sounded from afar. "Yuan Hai, I knew you would be here. Old Wu's house is being renovated. Do you want to go? A hundred and fifty a day. Food is provided. "
Yuan Hai looked over and saw a motorbike parked a distance away. A man was sitting on it as he shouted. Clearly, he had specially come to find Yuan Hai.
Yuan Hai smiled at Fangzheng in embarrassment.
Fangzheng smiled. "Patron, go quickly. Don't let your friend wait too long."
Yuan Hai nodded, put on his clothes, and left on the motorbike.
"Master, are you letting him go just like that?" Red Boy was puzzled. It was not easy to catch up to him, so wasn't it a little too casual to let him go just like that?
Fangzheng said, "What else can I do but let him go?"
"Capture him, hang him up, use a tiger stool, and pepper spray. There's no need to worry that he won't … Uh, it doesn't seem to work. He can't speak or write." Red Boy turned embarrassed.
Fangzheng could not be bothered with the punk. He patted him on the head. "Let's go."
"Where to? Back to Sunglow Monastery, "said Fangzheng.
"You are going back so early? Aren't you going to chase after him to take a look? "Red Boy had not had his fill of running. It was not easy for him to recover his Dharmic powers, so he naturally wanted to wander for as long as he could.
Fangzheng shook his head. "I need to ask some questions and confirm some guesses."
"What questions?"
"You wouldn't know even if I told you. Drive!"
"Master, I'm not a car."
"The functions are similar. Let's go."
"…"
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