I heard you had a white moonlight who died young.

Jin Wu laughed and said, "Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed." Then he reached out, squatted down, and scratched Xiao Hei's chin. "Cute little cat, what is its name?"

"Nanshan".

"Since you both have mountains, it seems you have a connection with Youshan Temple." Jin Wu stood up. "Does Benefactor Fan have something to discuss with this humble monk?"

“Yes, she is A Yu. Bing Nan and I came here to ask a master for help, what was his name again?” Fan Zhiyi scratched his head. “It’s just to help her pass on to the afterlife. Her ashes are with me now, but it’s the place where her ashes were buried…”

"I do!" A-Yu suddenly interrupted Fan Zhiyi, excitedly saying.

Fan Zhiyi: "?" He looked at A Yu and saw that the little girl's eyes were practically glued to Jin Wu.

Ayu repeated, "I do!"

"What are you willing to do? Why is this different from what we agreed on?" Fan Zhiyi was speechless.

Bing Nandong, however, was not surprised: "Let's go, put her urn down, and then go back to Tianyun Sect."

On the way, Bing Nandong briefly told Jin Wu about A Yu. A Yu floated beside Fan Zhiyi, staring intently at Jin Wu.

Fan Zhiyi sighed: "Tone it down, sister. This is a sacred Buddhist place."

Ah Yu cupped her face and exclaimed, "But he's really so handsome!"

"So you betrayed our plan because of this? I haven't even had a chance to show my skills yet."

“What’s there to show off?” A-Yu retorted. “When I died, I was still just a sheltered young lady, without even someone I liked.”

Ah Yu's urn was placed in a special place. Jin Wu said that he would chant sutras for her every morning from now on, and after she is reincarnated, he would bury her in the cemetery behind the mountain.

Fan Zhiyi suddenly spoke up: "Could you pick a place with a nice view for A-Yu?"

I thought for a moment: "I remember there's a peach tree on the back hill. Would that be a good place?"

Fan Zhiyi looked at A Yu, who nodded vigorously and whispered to Fan Zhiyi, "Master Jinwu is so kind."

Fan Zhiyi: "..."

The matter was resolved just like that, incredibly quickly.

Now, after showing Fan Zhiyi and the others around Youshan Temple, I asked, "Nan Dong, I'm a little curious. Given your personality, why would you bring this female benefactor to see me?"

Bing Nandong sighed: "What a coincidence."

Jin Wu nodded: "Are you really not going to stay the night? After this parting, I'm afraid we may never see each other again."

"What's so hard about meeting? They all have legs, so they can just pay a visit if they want to meet."

Fan Zhiyi couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. Sure enough, it was Bing Nandong's speaking style—direct enough.

Jin Wu smiled and said, "That makes perfect sense. As long as you remember, I'm always here waiting for you. By the way, the osmanthus flowers are blooming all over the mountain. Would you gentlemen like to go and take a look together, and perhaps take a few branches back with you?"

Bing Nandong looked at Fan Zhiyi: "Do you want to go?"

"Let's go, let's go." Fan Zhiyi was in high spirits, as this was a good opportunity to say goodbye to A Yu.

After going up the mountain, Bing Nandong was pulled away to drink tea and chat, leaving only Fan Zhiyi and A Yu wandering around aimlessly.

The mountains are covered in osmanthus blossoms, their fragrance spreading for miles. Tiny flowers fall softly in the wind, creating a spectacular sight.

A-Yu asked Fan Zhiyi to pick some osmanthus branches so they could put them in his room when they returned to Tianyun Sect.

Fan Zhiyi got tired after walking around for a short while, so he lay down on the grass and watched the white clouds drifting across the sky.

Ayu sat next to him, looking up at the sky with him, and said, "Fan Zhiyi, if only I could have met you when I was alive."

Fan Zhiyi was a little sad, but still said, "It's good now. It's good that we were able to meet."

Ayu smiled at him and said, "That's true."

Then the two remained silent for a long while. Suddenly, the little girl curled up into a ball and started crying. Fan Zhiyi was immediately startled and hurriedly tried to comfort her, "Don't cry, what's wrong now?"

"I can't bear to part with Xiao Hei, I can't bear to part with you, I can't even imagine that I'm actually a little reluctant to part with Bing Nan Dong." A Yu's voice sounded even more devastated.

Fan Zhiyi couldn't touch her, so he could only offer verbal comfort: "It's alright, at least you can get to know Master Jinwu."

Ayu sniffed and looked up: "That's true. We can't count on Bingnan Dong, so don't forget me, you and Xiao Hei. You need to trim this osmanthus and put it in a vase."

"Uh-huh."

"Fan Zhiyi, let's go." Bing Nandong called to him.

Fan Zhiyi picked up a large bunch of osmanthus branches and went over with A Yu. He said to Master Jinwu apologetically, "I'm sorry for picking such a large bunch of osmanthus."

"It's alright, one should pluck a flower while one can," Jin Wu said with a smile, extending his hand. "Would Benefactor Fan be willing to give this humble monk a branch?"

"Of course." Fan Zhiyi picked out a better one for him.

I took it and held it close to my chest: "Thank you. In that case, I have a question that I don't understand. May I ask Benefactor Fan?"

"Ok?"

"If I had a very close relative, and I knew that their fate was certain death, what should I do?"

Fan Zhiyi didn't understand: "Don't all people have to die?"

Jin Wu shook his head: "Benefactor Fan has thought things through, but if his fate could be changed, and he didn't have to leave in bitterness and resentment, what should I do?"

Fan Zhiyi thought for a moment and said, "If it were me, I would save him."

"Even if this person escapes, will they still die for other reasons?"

“Then let’s save him again and again,” Fan Zhiyi replied. “As long as we don’t leave any regrets or remorse.”

Jin Wu smiled and said, "Then Benefactor Fan, you'd better hold on tight." Then he stopped talking about it and said to Bing Nandong, "Nandong, you have a good friend."

Fan Zhiyi seemed to see Bing Nandong smile.

"Then this humble monk will not see you off any further. Nan Dong, um... could we exchange spirit stones?"

Ah, what?

Fan Zhiyi looked at Jin Wu and found that Jin Wu was still acting like a hermit monk. Fan Zhiyi even doubted that he had actually said those words, even though he suspected that he had misheard.

He saw Bing Nandong take out a spirit stone from his pocket and hand it to him. Jin Wu took it without looking at it, and smiled openly and honestly at Fan Zhiyi's gaze: "This humble monk is also a mortal, and he also needs to eat."

"Master, insightful." Fan Zhiyi commented.

Now I said, "Nan Dong, are you really not considering staying here to become a monk and cultivate yourself?"

"Do not."

I sighed and said, "Alright, alright."

Fan Zhiyi and Bing Nandong went down the mountain together. He turned around and saw A Yu following behind him reluctantly, as if she wanted to see him off. So he waved and said, "Little Yu, don't see me off. If you are not satisfied in the future, you can come to me. Our agreement on the auspicious land is valid for a long time."

Ayu waved back, mimicking his gesture: "Okay, have a safe trip."

A strong wind blew, and Fan Zhiyi saw Jin Wu's cassock being lifted high, but the wind passed through the girl's body without stirring up a single speck of dust.

Today was already a windy day.