A young monk emerged slowly from a small temple. He held a prayer wheel in his left hand and fingered a string of Buddhist beads with his right. A gentle smile rested on his face, a look that instantly made one feel a sense of natural affinity.
"Master Samsara?" Lixiang didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. How could this guy be so carefree? When he wanted to find him, he couldn’t, but now that he wasn’t looking, here he was, calmly serving as a teacher to skeletons in a pile of bones.
A flicker of genuine excitement and joy passed through Master Samsara’s eyes. It was not feigned; it was the joy of encountering an old friend in a strange land.
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