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Chapter 651 Time Will Heal All
"Selling candied hawthorns!"
"The strange phenomenon that occurred at Cibei Temple five hundred years ago must have some mystery. Please listen to my explanation..."
"Have you heard? Yesterday, the old woman next door was caught in bed with another man by her husband..."
The town nestled deep in the mountains is called Zhouyun City.
This place was originally a city of moderate size, but thanks to the fame of Cibei Temple, it has become a well-known place with a large number of people coming and going.
Walking through the bustling city, you can hear all sorts of different sounds.
Street vendors hawking their wares, articulate storytellers, gossiping women...
Both Mary and Lilith had a look of curiosity in their eyes.
I always want to peek out and see what's happening around me.
For both of them, these were things they had never experienced before, especially since they did not belong to the real world's human civilization. Even in their respective instances, like Mary, which seemed to be close to modern society, there were actually many differences.
Not to mention Lilith, who was born in the secluded town of Aiguy and found everything modern novel.
At least, after arriving in the real world, Wu Wang discovered that these two dungeon bosses, who could cause massive destruction with a mere gesture, usually preferred to stay at home watching TV dramas, enjoying all kinds of shows with great interest.
This also shows their curiosity about different civilizations and new things.
However, compared to the novelty brought by the bustling city with its ancient background, the two of them were actually the real novelty for the people here.
The two men's distinctly Western appearances set them apart from those around them.
Whether it was Mary's blonde hair and blue eyes, or her gorgeous, never-before-seen attire, or Lilith's nun-like dress, they all drew the attention of passersby.
Even Wu Wang's attire changed from the simple linen clothes in the dungeon to a dark blue trench coat, making him look extremely noble.
As for Wu Xiaoyou, there's no need to say more; even if she's dressed simply, her appearance wouldn't make people think she comes from a poor family.
This is why, so far, they have only been viewed differently by others, but no one has dared to come forward and point fingers at them.
After all, no one is sure if these unique individuals are actually nobles who are even higher in rank than the local officials.
While Wu Wang and his companions were strolling around...
Finally, a helpless voice came from behind:
“Benefactor Wei, Benefactor Hua, you two are making such a show of it in the city. Be careful, the officials might come and question you. Then you might not have any peace and quiet.”
Upon hearing that familiar voice, Wu Wang grinned.
Without turning his head, he said, "If we don't attract attention, it'll be so troublesome to find you in this huge city."
Wu Wang didn't deliberately have the others change their clothes; he just wanted to make a show of themselves so that Huiming would discover them very quickly.
After saying that, he turned his head and saw that Monk Huiming was standing not far away.
Beside him was Wusheng, a small figure, who was enjoying a string of candied hawthorns.
Upon seeing Wu Wang and the others, Wu Sheng quickly put down his candied hawthorns, his eyes gleaming with a bright light as he praised them:
"Your attire is quite magnificent, you must be from a distinguished family. I'm sure you had a hard time eating vegetarian meals with me at Cibei Temple the other day."
At this point, he remembered that his vegetable garden was probably completely destroyed.
A hint of reluctance and regret flickered in his eyes.
There are still so many vegetables that haven't been picked...
In response, Wu Wang walked over, squatted down in front of Wu Sheng, and patted the other's bald head.
He chuckled mischievously and said, "Don't worry, not only your vegetable garden, but your little cabin is gone too."
Wusheng: "..."
Others around: "?"
Does that sound like a consolation?
As Wu Sheng's eyes began to redden slightly, Wu Wang continued to chatter on about all the wonderful things worth remembering on the mountain.
From the comfort of meditating in the Zen hall to the wooden fish being struck in daily life.
The monk Huiming then said helplessly, "Benefactor, please stop teasing Wusheng."
Wu Xiaoyou stepped forward, rolled her eyes, covered Wu Wang's mouth, and smiled apologetically, "Sorry, Xiao Wusheng, don't mind what this guy is saying, he's just being cheeky."
He then pointed to the teahouse not far away and said, "Venerable Monk Huiming, more and more people are gathering around to see us. Why don't we go to that teahouse over there for a chat?"
Just as Wu Xiaoyou said, their group's clothing was already eye-catching enough, and with the addition of the two monks, one big and one small, on Huiming's side, the crowd that gathered around almost blocked the road.
The monk Huiming also felt it was inappropriate.
Following Wu Xiaoyou and the others to the teahouse, they saw that she had booked a relatively quiet private room.
Mary instinctively asked, "Where did Miss get the currency?"
This isn't modern society, so the currency used for transactions is naturally different.
Lilith glanced at Wu Wang, whose mouth was still covered, and whispered, "The master gave it to me. When we were watching the street performances earlier, there was a man with both legs crippled who was setting up a stall. He was saying that he had turned misfortune into blessing. Although going to Cibei Temple not only failed to cure one of his legs, but also resulted in someone breaking the other one, he was able to save his life by not being able to go up the mountain and turning back. He said that strange phenomena are frequently occurring on the mountain, causing death and injury, and the government is constantly sending people up to investigate."
"When the man saw the other person, he went up and used the [reverse direction of the knife] twice to heal both of their legs. However, after cutting them down, he used the [Flying Dragon Cloud-Piercing Hand] to steal the money pouch from the other person's pocket, claiming it was for medical expenses. I even suspect that the man broke the other person's legs..."
Mary: "..."
That sounds like something the gentleman would do.
After entering the private room, Wu Xiaoyou finally let go of Wu Wang.
He immediately went downstairs to order tea.
Before long, the waiter brought in two pots of fragrant tea.
Looking at the two large pots of tea on the table, Monk Huiming asked in confusion, "Esteemed benefactor, aren't two pots of tea a bit too much? Wouldn't it be a waste if we couldn't finish them? One pot would be enough."
Upon hearing this, Wu Wang was taken aback.
He looked at Wu Xiaoyou and the others and asked, "Do you all want some tea?"
Not only Wu Xiaoyou, but Mary and Lilith next to her also nodded subconsciously.
The tea has already been ordered, and you're only now asking us if we want some? Isn't that a bit too much?
Then Wu Wangcai suddenly realized and said, "Oh, so you guys want to drink too? You should have said so earlier. I'll go order another pot."
other people:"……"
So you ordered two huge pots of liquor all by yourself?!
Are there any humans left here?
This move left Monk Huiming and Wusheng completely helpless.
All the questions they wanted to ask were silenced by Wu Wang's series of actions, leaving them speechless.
Finally, a third pot of tea was served.
Watching Wu Wang pick up one of the jugs and drink it straight from his mouth, he finally spoke helplessly:
“Unfortunate benefactor, to be honest, this humble monk is still very curious about the monster that appeared at the Compassion Temple.”
"And where do you all come from, and where are you going next?"
Wusheng, on the other hand, was more direct and straightforward, and seemed more innocent in asking:
"I would also like to know if there will be another chance for us to meet again in the future?"
Wu Wang didn't care whether Monk Huiming could understand or not, and simply told him about the existence of the Venerable One and his descendants.
Furthermore, it was clearly stated that the Golden Cicada was placed in the Compassion Temple by the other party for the purpose of better staying in their own world. It can be said that all the tragedies were actually created by the Crying Face Monster Xiao Shi.
These words made even the monk Huiming, who thought he had already let go of worldly concerns, clench his fists.
He can now accept that Du Ye committed those sins out of his endless desires, and besides, the other party has now deserved to go to hell to atone for his sins.
But no one ever imagined that the cicada, which they thought was a naturally occurring exotic insect, was actually placed there by human hands!
The crying-faced monster's actions don't seem to stem from the evil in human nature, but rather from a need to achieve some purpose.
It's as if all the lives of everyone in this world are just a resource to him; this guy's attitude towards life is the true way of looking at insects.
Monk Huiming let out a long sigh, picked up the teacup on the table, and moistened his slightly chapped lips. Looking at Wu Wang as if he had made a decision, he said, "Uncle, according to you, the other party probably won't return, but is still eyeing your world covetously, right?"
"Hmm, Mei Cuo..." Wu Wang nodded indistinctly, gulping down his tea.
He was genuinely thirsty.
A few days ago, the water in Cibei Temple tasted strange, and he suspected that there were a lot of insect eggs mixed in with it.
When you finally get a decent cup of fragrant tea, you naturally want to enjoy it to the fullest; otherwise, you wouldn't have ordered two pots.
"This humble monk understands..."
"I hope that one day in the future, I too will be able to go to your world, just as you saved the Compassion Temple, and contribute my meager strength to the fight against that monster."
"This can be considered as seeking justice for those innocent people he harmed."
After saying this, Monk Huiming put his hands together and chanted "Amitabha."
Wu Wang detected a hint of determination in his tone.
The other party may actually be planning to find a way to gain power and deal with the crying-face monster.
After all, the ego that the monk Huiming cultivated was a form of protection he himself had created...
As for whether the other party can still obtain some kind of power in this world, that is not a future that Wu Wang can foresee.
However, Wu Wang also believed that even if the monk Huiming was seeking power, it would definitely be some kind of power obtained through righteous means or cultivation, and would never be something that Du Ye obtained by harming others.
He didn't expect the monk Huiming to be of any help in dealing with the matter of misinterpretation.
Ultimately, neither the limitations of the creature nor the level of this instance seem to suggest that it can still possess much power.
In short, having this intention is enough.
Wu Xiaoyou's expression was somewhat complicated as she pondered what Wusheng had just said.
Will we be able to meet again in the future?
This is probably going to be very difficult.
But faced with Wusheng's expectant gaze, she couldn't bear to tell him the truth.
He could only smile and say, "Don't worry, we'll meet again someday. I'm also looking forward to seeing Xiao Wusheng become a high-ranking Buddhist monk in the future."
After saying that, she looked out the teahouse window.
In the remote mountains, a building called Cibei Temple was destined to disappear into the dust of history.
Although Wusheng kept saying that wherever he was with his master was the Compassion Temple, it was still the place where this child had grown up since he could remember.
To say that there wasn't a single trace of nostalgia would be a lie.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have almost cried just now after being nagged by Wu Wang for only a few words.
So she looked at Monk Huiming and asked, "Venerable Monk Huiming, although most of the buildings of Cibei Temple have been destroyed, surely there are still some things worth keeping?"
"Why don't we take some time to go back and tidy up? In case we rebuild a new Cibei Temple somewhere else someday, it will be a way to ensure that the tradition is not broken."
As the saying goes, fallen leaves return to their roots; people always need to stop and find a place to settle down.
At this point, Wu Xiaoyou suddenly paused.
Then he looked at Wu Wang, who was carefree and chugging tea from the teapot.
Her eyes were slightly moist.
Yes, people always need to stop and find a place to settle down, but my brother will never have one again.
Three days later, just as Wusheng could no longer see other players, he could no longer see his younger brother.
Looking at Wu Xiaoyou's expression, Monk Huiming seemed to have read something.
He also looked out the window and said to Wu Xiaoyou, "Perhaps one day in the future I will rebuild Cibei Temple, but there is no need to go back and clean up this destroyed site. Let bygones be bygones. The important thing is to focus on the future."
“The old Cibei Temple was carved out in the deep mountains where there is grass and trees everywhere, and it will eventually be covered with grass and trees again under the caress of time.”
"Coming from the deep mountains, returning to the deep mountains."
“Benefactor Hua, the future is unpredictable. Don’t worry too much about the future. Time will heal all wounds.”
His words seemed to be an answer to Wu Xiaoyou's question.
It also seemed like he wanted to say something to Wu Xiaoyou.
For a moment, the teahouse private room fell silent, save for the soft sipping of tea by the guests…
Of course, there's also the guy next to me who's chugging tea from the teapot.
He had already finished the whole pot.
"Brother, why don't you take a rest?"
Just as Wu Wang was taking a sip of the second pot of tea, Wu Xiaoyou suddenly said softly.
He hesitated for a moment, then put down the teapot and replied, "I think I can still drink. I must have been a water buffalo in my past life, because people would immediately say, 'Wow! There's a buffalo here!'"
Mary and Lilith, standing nearby, seemed a little tense.
They also learned to use the internet in the real world. You're really something else!
Faced with his unconscious utterances of vulgar language, Wu Xiaoyou was used to it and shook her head, indicating:
“I didn’t mention this pot of tea.”
"What I'm saying is that once we get back, since everything is prepared and we don't have to worry about being hunted down in the real world for the time being, why don't we stop and take a break?"
“Brother, you’ve done enough. Take a break for these last few days.”
Wu Wang slowly put down the teapot in his hand.
He has been a player of the Calamity for quite some time.
Long enough to outlive shorter-lived players in this unpredictable and chaotic game.
It can be said to be short, but strictly speaking, it's only about three months in total, and this year winter hasn't even arrived yet.
But throughout this process, he always felt an invisible hand pushing him forward, making it impossible for him to slack off or stop even for a moment.
It was as if stopping for even a moment would engulf him in endless darkness, and everything he possessed and cherished would vanish.
This is why Wu Wang was able to participate in and even do many things that ordinary players would never encounter in their entire lives in such a short period of time.
Countless voices kept urging me on—
"Go forward quickly, become stronger quickly, and reach that distant future quickly!"
But no one has ever said that—
"Stop and take a break."
Even if the fortune teller gave me the right to give up, it was just giving up, not taking a break.
Resting means only taking a temporary break; once you've adjusted your condition, you'll continue on your journey.
After a moment of silence, Wu Wang picked up the teapot again.
This time, however, he poured a cup into the teacup in front of him.
Pick it up and take a small sip.
Smiling, she said to her second sister, "Okay, then let's take a break."
"What humanity lacks most right now is time, but I no longer lack that little bit of time."
"Second sister, where should we go to play later?"
"This time, you decide." (End of Chapter)