"Class dismissed! Today's homework is this formula. Hand it in three days. I don't want to see anyone copy the wrong name again. "Qing Lian put away the book on the podium and left the classroom with it in her arms.
"What are you so proud of?!" A group of teenagers curled their lips and looked at the formula projected on the wall in front of them. They screamed hysterically and scratched their heads.
"Ahhhhh, this damned Great Xia woman!"
"Ah, the wailing of a defeated dog is really pleasant to listen to!" Qing Lian maintained an elegant smile as she walked around the campus.
"I like to see your helpless faces when you want to kill me."
"The questions this time are still too easy, but we have to do it step by step to prevent them from complaining. We can use more difficult questions next time."
She turned the corner and saw a delicate girl in a fluttering white dress.
"You're actually still alive!" The corners of Tong Lan's mouth twitched when she saw Qing Lian, and she gave a spurious smile.
"You actually haven't graduated yet?" After Qing Lian said this, she saw that Tong Lan's expression had completely frozen.
"I hope I can give you a graduation certificate one day!" Qing Lian pursed her lips and smiled as she walked past Tong Lan.
Tong Lan let out a series of hysterical screams after Qing Lian had left for a long time.
"You can't beat her in a verbal battle." Shi Gan, who had been maintaining a calm expression, finally spoke.
"Hmph!"
"You can't beat her either!" Shi Gan continued to stab her.
"Shi Gan, I will fight it out with you!" Tong Lan was going crazy!
Tong Lan chased him back to the laboratory and sighed. "When are we going to graduate?"
"Soon. Aren't we going to graduate next year? We are only one year away! Just bear with it. " The girl nearby frowned. Even though she was consoling Tong Lan, she was also at a loss when this matter was brought up.
"Yes. High school, university, and postgraduate. God knows what will happen after postgraduate. I feel that I won't be able to hold on until the day of graduation. I don't see any pain at all. When you graduate, remember to ask your grandson to burn the graduation certificate for me."
Xu Peng clutched his head and squatted on the ground as he lamented.
Everyone's faces turned ugly when they heard this. It was obvious that Tong Lan had touched their sore spot.
"Have you calculated the engine data of the Wingspan 112? Haven't you calculated it yet? Who asked you to be lazy? "Tong Lan's mood worsened, and she immediately vented her anger on the others.
Qing Lian put the lesson plan back in the office, put on a pair of rose-red, metal-framed glasses, and wrote the letter.
She was different from Xin Zhe, the bespectacled girl who was five meters tall and couldn't tell the difference between humans and animals.
He found a noodle shop outside the school. It sold potato noodle or sweet potato noodle stew.
After the meal, he began to have nothing to do. He walked to a corner of the campus and looked at the students who were making calls to their families from the public phone booth. He was a little dazed.
Life here was pretty good. There weren't many messy things to do. All he had to do was go to class and research his favorite mathematics.
Other than that, she also felt a little lonely.
After all, as long as one was human, they would need to socialize.
He wanted to make a phone call like those people, but he didn't know who to call. There was no family. Friends, no.
He used to have a partner, Su Qing, but he didn't want to receive a call from him, right?
Qing Lian had a self-mocking smile on her face. Compared to other things, bickering with those students was more interesting. She felt like she wasn't alone.
Just as she was mocking herself, she noticed a few strange people walking over from a distance.
They were wearing clothes that didn't belong to any place. The first half of their bodies was a white robe, and the other half was made of pieces of red cloth sewn together and draped over their bodies.
Behind them were a few people wearing long robes made of grayish-black cloth. They looked like beggars who were trying to patch up acne.
However, these people were different. They were very clean and bald, which was quite rare outside of the aboriginals.
In any case, Qing Lian only knew one bald person like this. Not only was he bald, but he didn't even have eyebrows. His exposed skin also didn't have any hair.
"Amitabha. This humble monk, Xing Ruo, greets you!" The few bald people suddenly stopped when they passed by Qing Lian. The one who looked delicate and pretty suddenly put his palms together and greeted her.
“？” Qing Lian suddenly remembered who these people were. They were from a very prosperous sect in Tianjing Basin called Buddhism. It seemed to have an unclear relationship with Zhao Prince Consort.
In recent years, it had been very prosperous in Tianjing Basin. Even some of the students who came from Tianjing Basin believed in this religion.
"What's the matter?" Qing Lian looked at the delicate and pretty monk in front of her with a head full of question marks.
"This humble monk noticed that Benefactor paid some attention to us. It's fate that we met, so I wanted to have a chat with Benefactor."
"It's fate that we met?" Qing Lian asked.
"Otherwise, why would we meet in this vast sea of people? Why would Benefactor pay attention to us? Why would we talk here?" Xing Ruo smiled.
"Ah!" Qing Lian's mouth twitched. "There must be a lot of fated people."
"Why not?" Xing Ruo smiled. "Fated people and pitiful people. Who can distinguish the things in this world? If you can't break through the fog in your heart, you'll be like a fish in the water, unable to know yourself. "
Just as Qing Lian wanted to refute, her expression suddenly changed, and she seemed to have understood something.
After a moment, she smiled and asked, "Is there a hidden meaning in your words?"
"It's just nonsense." Xing Ruo smiled, put his palms together, and took his leave.
As Qing Lian watched them leave, the inexplicable sense of loneliness disappeared without a trace, and the sense of alienation she felt from her surroundings also lessened.
"Who was that benefactor just now?" A monk behind Xing Ruo suddenly asked. He was a little puzzled and didn't know what Xing Ruo's words meant.
"A fated person!" Xing Ruo chuckled.
"Greetings, Arhat!" Xing Ruo greeted Ren Baqian.
"I haven't seen you for a long time, and you've grown up!" Ren Baqian sized up the delicate and pretty monk who looked about 20 years old and smiled.
Back then, that monk was still quite likable. After not seeing him for so many years, he had actually grown up.
"It's all superficial." Xing Ruo smiled.
"Since it's superficial, why is this robe white?" Ren Baqian pointed at Xing Ruo's monk robe.
"Because it looks good!" Xing Ruo said matter-of-factly.
"…" Ren Baqian was shocked by Xing Ruo's confident manner.
"I don't look at the surface, but others do." Xing Ruo continued with a smile.
How could this delicate monk with fluttering white robes compare to a sloppy monk with a robe made of cloth?
Ren Baqian was speechless and then burst out laughing. This Xing Ruo was very quick-witted. No wonder he created such a big situation in Tianjing Basin.
Taking advantage of the chaos and riots in Tianjing Basin, as well as Ren Baqian's support, Buddhism had almost spread throughout Tianjing Basin over the past decade. There were millions of believers, and there were even dozens of temples.
Xing Ruo, who wasn't even 10 years old at that time, had created such a big situation in the past decade, which was really amazing.
Furthermore, Xing Ruo had set up an infinite treasury to store the things that the believers donated to the temple. If there was a natural disaster or someone had difficulty making a living, they would take it out and use it to help ordinary people.
This move also allowed Buddhism to expand even faster.
However, there were also many drawbacks. Although Xing Ruo had good intentions, there were still some monks who filled their pockets and profited wantonly.
This was what he learned from the report from the Rearguard Commandery.
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