Arc 4 Chapter 11 Part 1
In front of the eyes of the begging crowd, Fan Yin subconsciously looked in Shen Jiayan’s direction.
He saw that Shen Jiayan was still following his instructions from a while ago. Shen Jiayan’s eyes were staring unblinkingly at the cauldron of medicine. He carefully stirred the medicine in the cauldron and added in some herbs from time to time.
The entire person was free from distractions. He didn’t even look in this direction when Su Yun came.
Fan Yin felt his heart soften and he couldn’t prevent his eyes from being tainted with a shallow smile. Even he didn’t realize how gentle his expression had become when he looked at Shen Jiayan.
Fan Yin might not know it, but Su Yun clearly saw it all.
Su Yun stood in front of Fan Yin and blocked his line of sight. He didn’t know why, but he felt somewhat panicked in his heart. He always felt that things wouldn’t be as easy as he had presumed. Therefore, he fiercely said while being inwardly cowardly, “Fan Yin-Guoshi, you have to think carefully. Which has more weight, the lives of the entire population of Mo City or Su Yichen?”
“Naturally, the lives of the people of Mo City are more important.” Fan Yin said in a deep voice. However, before Su Yun could show an expression of joy, he then added, “But this poor monk simply can’t compare the two of them. It’s because for this poor monk, Su Yichen and the people of Mo City are not in a relationship where only one can be chosen.”
Fan Yin passed by Su Yun and stood, “This poor monk vows in this place, that this poor monk’s strength will be devoted to finding a way to cure the plague. If you are willing to believe in this poor monk……”
Before Fan Yin could finish speaking, someone grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground and threw it at him. The man’s eyes were filled with hatred, “Get lost! We don’t want to listen to the words of a hypocritical Buddhist monk!”
One person sets an example and countless people will follow along.
“What Guoshi? Ptui! He wasn’t even willing to do such a small thing for us! Believe you? Still believe you? Believe you, my ass!” After that, he took off the smelly shoes on his feet and threw them towards Fan Yin.
All of the people’s inner anger suddenly seemed to have an outlet to vent onto, “Stone this cold-blooded and ruthless monk to death! Everyone, let’s hit him together!”
Even the thin and shriveled child followed the adults’ example as well. The child grabbed a stone from the ground and threw it towards Fan Yin while chanting, “Crush! Crush you to death!” They may not understand what it was actually for, but they already felt a cruel satisfaction from doing such an act.
Su Yun just stood by with a detached point of view and without the slightest intention of stopping them. For that slut, you don’t even care about these people? Then I will let you experience the feeling of being spurned by the world!
Meanwhile, Fan Yin just stood there and didn’t have the intention of resisting them. He let the mud and grass debris leave all kinds of dirty stains on him.
Seeing that Fan Yin didn’t resist them, those people’s movements became more and more intense instead. They only focused on venting the indignation in their hearts. They no longer cared about what they threw with their own hands.
A stone the size of a full-grown man’s palm, broke through the wind and was heading straight towards the back of Fan Yin’s head.
Before Fan Yin could react, Shen Jiayan had already jumped over and hugged him from behind. He anxiously called out, “Shifu, watch out!”
The stone didn’t hit Fan Yin, but it hit Shen Jiayan’s forehead by chance. Crimson red blood immediately dripped down from his forehead. The blood flowed down into Shen Jiayan’s eyes and there was a bloody haze in front of his eyes. Shen Jiayan held back the burst of dizziness he felt from his head and tried to smile at Fan Yin, “Shifu, don’t worry. I’m fine.”
After Shen Jiayan finished speaking those words, he slowly closed his eyes.
Fan Yin’s hand was trembling terribly as he tried to cover Shen Jiayan’s wound. However, the blood kept trickling down and it soon drenched the handkerchief.
Fan Yin hugged Shen Jiayan tightly, kneeling on the ground in silence. He raised his eyes, then looked over at each and every person with indescribably cold eyes.
And anyone who had made eye contact with Fan Yin, couldn’t help but shudder. They hated that they couldn’t shrink themselves into a ball and hide away. There’s no other way around it, it was merely because that gaze was too cold. It was like being stabbed in the heart by a blade of ice during the wintery December, the chill spreading from the heart to the limbs and bones.
“The Buddha said: If I don’t go to hell, who will go to hell?” Fan Yin stated quietly, “If anything happens to him today, I will drag you all to hell!” Yun Chen, so what if I’m a human or Buddha? Without you, I would rather become a devil!
Fan Yin carried Shen Jiayan and left.
…
In the distant Tingchan Temple in the Capital, the lotus flowers that had filled the pond had all withered overnight.
To become Buddhist with one thought, and to become Evil with one thought.1
When Shen Jiayan woke up once again, he only felt a splitting headache and he couldn’t move his limbs. He saw Fan Yin’s back as he boiled medicine. He only felt that there was something faintly and indescribably strange, “Shifu, what’s wrong with me?”
Fan Yin held the bowl of medicine to Shen Jiayan’s lips and understatedly spoke, “There’s nothing wrong, you’ll be fine after drinking this medicine.”
As soon as the medicine approached him, Shen Jiayan frowned. There seemed to be a fishy smell in the medicine. Just by smelling it, it would make people feel like they wanted to vomit. Shen Jiayan turned his face away from it, “Shifu, can I not drink it? The smell of this medicine is very bad.”
Arc 4 Chapter 11 Part 1
In front of the eyes of the begging crowd, Fan Yin subconsciously looked in Shen Jiayan’s direction.
He saw that Shen Jiayan was still following his instructions from a while ago. Shen Jiayan’s eyes were staring unblinkingly at the cauldron of medicine. He carefully stirred the medicine in the cauldron and added in some herbs from time to time.
The entire person was free from distractions. He didn’t even look in this direction when Su Yun came.
Fan Yin felt his heart soften and he couldn’t prevent his eyes from being tainted with a shallow smile. Even he didn’t realize how gentle his expression had become when he looked at Shen Jiayan.
Fan Yin might not know it, but Su Yun clearly saw it all.
Su Yun stood in front of Fan Yin and blocked his line of sight. He didn’t know why, but he felt somewhat panicked in his heart. He always felt that things wouldn’t be as easy as he had presumed. Therefore, he fiercely said while being inwardly cowardly, “Fan Yin-Guoshi, you have to think carefully. Which has more weight, the lives of the entire population of Mo City or Su Yichen?”
“Naturally, the lives of the people of Mo City are more important.” Fan Yin said in a deep voice. However, before Su Yun could show an expression of joy, he then added, “But this poor monk simply can’t compare the two of them. It’s because for this poor monk, Su Yichen and the people of Mo City are not in a relationship where only one can be chosen.”
Fan Yin passed by Su Yun and stood, “This poor monk vows in this place, that this poor monk’s strength will be devoted to finding a way to cure the plague. If you are willing to believe in this poor monk……”
Before Fan Yin could finish speaking, someone grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground and threw it at him. The man’s eyes were filled with hatred, “Get lost! We don’t want to listen to the words of a hypocritical Buddhist monk!”
One person sets an example and countless people will follow along.
“What Guoshi? Ptui! He wasn’t even willing to do such a small thing for us! Believe you? Still believe you? Believe you, my ass!” After that, he took off the smelly shoes on his feet and threw them towards Fan Yin.
All of the people’s inner anger suddenly seemed to have an outlet to vent onto, “Stone this cold-blooded and ruthless monk to death! Everyone, let’s hit him together!”
Even the thin and shriveled child followed the adults’ example as well. The child grabbed a stone from the ground and threw it towards Fan Yin while chanting, “Crush! Crush you to death!” They may not understand what it was actually for, but they already felt a cruel satisfaction from doing such an act.
Su Yun just stood by with a detached point of view and without the slightest intention of stopping them. For that slut, you don’t even care about these people? Then I will let you experience the feeling of being spurned by the world!
Meanwhile, Fan Yin just stood there and didn’t have the intention of resisting them. He let the mud and grass debris leave all kinds of dirty stains on him.
Seeing that Fan Yin didn’t resist them, those people’s movements became more and more intense instead. They only focused on venting the indignation in their hearts. They no longer cared about what they threw with their own hands.
A stone the size of a full-grown man’s palm, broke through the wind and was heading straight towards the back of Fan Yin’s head.
Before Fan Yin could react, Shen Jiayan had already jumped over and hugged him from behind. He anxiously called out, “Shifu, watch out!”
The stone didn’t hit Fan Yin, but it hit Shen Jiayan’s forehead by chance. Crimson red blood immediately dripped down from his forehead. The blood flowed down into Shen Jiayan’s eyes and there was a bloody haze in front of his eyes. Shen Jiayan held back the burst of dizziness he felt from his head and tried to smile at Fan Yin, “Shifu, don’t worry. I’m fine.”
After Shen Jiayan finished speaking those words, he slowly closed his eyes.
Fan Yin’s hand was trembling terribly as he tried to cover Shen Jiayan’s wound. However, the blood kept trickling down and it soon drenched the handkerchief.
Fan Yin hugged Shen Jiayan tightly, kneeling on the ground in silence. He raised his eyes, then looked over at each and every person with indescribably cold eyes.
And anyone who had made eye contact with Fan Yin, couldn’t help but shudder. They hated that they couldn’t shrink themselves into a ball and hide away. There’s no other way around it, it was merely because that gaze was too cold. It was like being stabbed in the heart by a blade of ice during the wintery December, the chill spreading from the heart to the limbs and bones.
“The Buddha said: If I don’t go to hell, who will go to hell?” Fan Yin stated quietly, “If anything happens to him today, I will drag you all to hell!” Yun Chen, so what if I’m a human or Buddha? Without you, I would rather become a devil!
Fan Yin carried Shen Jiayan and left.
…
In the distant Tingchan Temple in the Capital, the lotus flowers that had filled the pond had all withered overnight.
To become Buddhist with one thought, and to become Evil with one thought.1
When Shen Jiayan woke up once again, he only felt a splitting headache and he couldn’t move his limbs. He saw Fan Yin’s back as he boiled medicine. He only felt that there was something faintly and indescribably strange, “Shifu, what’s wrong with me?”
Fan Yin held the bowl of medicine to Shen Jiayan’s lips and understatedly spoke, “There’s nothing wrong, you’ll be fine after drinking this medicine.”
As soon as the medicine approached him, Shen Jiayan frowned. There seemed to be a fishy smell in the medicine. Just by smelling it, it would make people feel like they wanted to vomit. Shen Jiayan turned his face away from it, “Shifu, can I not drink it? The smell of this medicine is very bad.”
