Water Recovery System

Arc 4 Chapter 1 Part 2

Fan Yin watched those beads roll off while in a daze, then he closed his eyes. He gently sighed in his heart: Don’t mind it!

Shen Jiayan still felt his head spinning when he heard Fan Yin’s clear voice, “When your wounds are treated, come to the Tingchan1 temple and find me to devote oneself to the Buddhist doctrine2

with me.”

“Many thanks, Guo Shi.” Shen Jiayan’s lips were nearly translucent but he still laughed out loud.

Fan Yin carried Shen Jiayan to the bed, his voice sounding like flowing water, “Since you are going to follow me in devoting yourself to the Buddhist Doctrine, change into the Yun last name, with the Dharma name Yun Chen3. Henceforth, you will change your address to me to Shifu4.

“Shifu.” Shen Jiayan obediently called out, even though the person in front of him was only a year older than him.

Fan Ying slightly nodded. He still had something to say at this moment, but they heard a busting voice that sounded, mixed with the sound of disordered footsteps, indicating that people were approaching.

The leading woman seemed to be in her 40s. Even though she took care of her health very well, it still couldn’t hide the vestiges of aging at the corner of her eyes. There were also traces of wrinkles between her eyebrows. At first sight, you know that she is a serious woman and difficult to get along with. She was dressed in vague patterned fabric with ‘blessed words’ embroidered in the gold robe, every step seemed to be measured at the same length, conforming with the standards of walking.

She’s precisely this Su residence’s First Madam, Yan Shi. She was also Su Yun’s biological mother.

Yan Shi paid her respect to Fan Yin, “This unfilial son did this filthy thing, and gratuitously dirtied Sheng Seng’s eyes. Let me compensate Sheng Seng Sheng Seng5 for this guilt first. Also request that Sheng Seng move aside, I will proceed with disciplining this shameless thing with the family law at once. Someone come, the Jia Fa6.“

Su Yun on the side smiled and agreed, “Mother, it seems that this second younger brother of mine wanted a man. Let’s betrothed him to someone before it’s too late.”

“Shut up!” Yan Shi berated, “In the presence of the Sheng Seng, what are the words you are speaking?”

There was indignance in Su Yun’s face. However, encumbered by Yan Shi’s face7, he didn’t dare to talk back. He could only mutter in a low voice, “I didn’t mean to make it sound like that.  It was obviously you who said that, with the type of face that Su Yichen has, we can use him as a bargaining tool; it will even help make my journey to be a government official smoother.”

Fan Yin clearly heard it and there was a slight trace of anger in his eyes. Finally, he understood why this young man would rather die and leave this place.

As they speak, the housekeeper came over with a stick, a stick as thick as an adult man’s arm. On top of that, there were still some barbs at the top that haven’t been smoothed out. Just looking at it, one could only imagine how painful it would be if it finally hit the body.

The previously scared away aristocratic children, who had followed Yan Shi, saw this and all of them rolled up their sleeves to watch a good show. Several of them were unable to suppress the feeling of excitement and even shouted the words, “Good, flog him, ruthlessly flog him.”

It was evident that this was a common occurrence.

“Madam Su, from this day on, Su Yichen will be taken over by this poor monk as an apprentice. Since he is this poor monk’s apprentice, no need for Madam Su to trouble herself. As soon as his injury heals, this poor monk will take him to leave.” Fan Yin saw Shen Jiayan’s timid and trembling appearance, so he opened his mouth and spoke.

Yan Shu paused, her expression also became ice-cold accordingly, “Sheng Seng, the reason I call you Sheng Seng is that I respect you(formal). It’s just that, he has not shaved his head yet right now, so he’s not yet your official apprentice. And as long as there’s still a day that he hasn’t shaved his head, he is still a person of my household. I will discipline my own child; this is my family’s matters. I’m afraid that Sheng Seng’s control can’t reach this aspect, right?”

Over these years, how harshly Yan Shi treated Su Yichen, she clearly understood it in her heart.

The clearer she understood this, the more she knew that she must not allow Su Yichen to climb up. Once his status is high above, then they, mother and son, would not be able to have a good life.

This Su Yichen had continuously been fed a low-level poison since childhood, it goes without saying that his body was already weak. If he suffered a harsh beating before he went to the temple, then it’s still unknown if he would survive it. He still wanted to become Fan Yin’s apprentice, it’s simply a dream!

“Alright. This poor monk understands.” Fan Yin said, then slowly bent down and held Su Yichen in his embrace, “In that case, Madam Su, please.”

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Yan Shi ominously raised the stick and scoffed coldly, “Sheng Seng, don’t blame me then. According to the family law, it is fifty strikes and if you can’t stand it, you can get out of the way.”

""

Fan Yin didn’t pay attention to her, his mouth muttered Buddhist scriptures, with an incomparably pious expression.

Yan Shi striked until she was out of breath, but she saw that Fan Yin seemed alright like before, minding his own business of chanting Buddhist scriptures. 40 strikes had already been sent but Yan Shi already put away the stick, “Well, Sheng Seng, I will give you face today. This matter will be forgotten.”

After speaking, Yan Shi took along Su Yun and left.

Just before they left, they maliciously glared at Shen Jiayan and it made Shen Jiayan aware that it would be impossible to let this matter pass.

“This poor monk will return for your official documents, you set your mind at ease and recuperate at the Su residence for the time being.” Fan Yin unhurriedly straightened to leave. Step by step, he walked neither too fast nor too slow. Rather, he had the appearance of a celestial being, at peace and unbothered by trivial matters.

Fan Yin kept up this pretense until he reached the Tingchan temple. As soon as he sat on the praying mat, he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

The old abbot held a broom and slowly swept the leaves on the ground, a wise light flashed through his eyes, “Fan Yin, your Buddhist conviction8 is unstable. Why?”

“Because of a man.” Fan Yin’s eyelashes drooped down.

“Then, what do you desire?” The old master stopped sweeping the ground and asked.

“Hide him, avoid him, let him (do something), then don’t see him.” Fan Yin replied like a lonely cold moon.

“Look at the dead leaves on the ground. No matter how much I sweep, there will always be more leaves on the ground.” The old master smiled, “Your heart is this ground. No matter how you sweep or wipe it, those that should fall on top of it, would eventually fall on top of it. You say, can you sweep it clean?”

“What does Master mean?” Fan Yin turned his face to ask him. His look was somewhat like an innocent child.

“Kiss him, be near him, follow him, until the heart has no more ripples, remaining steady and unmoved.”  The old monk continued to sweep the ground, “In this way, even if the leaves fall someday, it won’t leave any traces in your heart.”

Arc 4 Chapter 1 Part 2

Fan Yin watched those beads roll off while in a daze, then he closed his eyes. He gently sighed in his heart: Don’t mind it!

Shen Jiayan still felt his head spinning when he heard Fan Yin’s clear voice, “When your wounds are treated, come to the Tingchan1 temple and find me to devote oneself to the Buddhist doctrine2

with me.”

“Many thanks, Guo Shi.” Shen Jiayan’s lips were nearly translucent but he still laughed out loud.

Fan Yin carried Shen Jiayan to the bed, his voice sounding like flowing water, “Since you are going to follow me in devoting yourself to the Buddhist Doctrine, change into the Yun last name, with the Dharma name Yun Chen3. Henceforth, you will change your address to me to Shifu4.

“Shifu.” Shen Jiayan obediently called out, even though the person in front of him was only a year older than him.

Fan Ying slightly nodded. He still had something to say at this moment, but they heard a busting voice that sounded, mixed with the sound of disordered footsteps, indicating that people were approaching.

The leading woman seemed to be in her 40s. Even though she took care of her health very well, it still couldn’t hide the vestiges of aging at the corner of her eyes. There were also traces of wrinkles between her eyebrows. At first sight, you know that she is a serious woman and difficult to get along with. She was dressed in vague patterned fabric with ‘blessed words’ embroidered in the gold robe, every step seemed to be measured at the same length, conforming with the standards of walking.

She’s precisely this Su residence’s First Madam, Yan Shi. She was also Su Yun’s biological mother.

Yan Shi paid her respect to Fan Yin, “This unfilial son did this filthy thing, and gratuitously dirtied Sheng Seng’s eyes. Let me compensate Sheng Seng Sheng Seng5 for this guilt first. Also request that Sheng Seng move aside, I will proceed with disciplining this shameless thing with the family law at once. Someone come, the Jia Fa6.“

Su Yun on the side smiled and agreed, “Mother, it seems that this second younger brother of mine wanted a man. Let’s betrothed him to someone before it’s too late.”

“Shut up!” Yan Shi berated, “In the presence of the Sheng Seng, what are the words you are speaking?”

There was indignance in Su Yun’s face. However, encumbered by Yan Shi’s face7, he didn’t dare to talk back. He could only mutter in a low voice, “I didn’t mean to make it sound like that.  It was obviously you who said that, with the type of face that Su Yichen has, we can use him as a bargaining tool; it will even help make my journey to be a government official smoother.”

Fan Yin clearly heard it and there was a slight trace of anger in his eyes. Finally, he understood why this young man would rather die and leave this place.

As they speak, the housekeeper came over with a stick, a stick as thick as an adult man’s arm. On top of that, there were still some barbs at the top that haven’t been smoothed out. Just looking at it, one could only imagine how painful it would be if it finally hit the body.

The previously scared away aristocratic children, who had followed Yan Shi, saw this and all of them rolled up their sleeves to watch a good show. Several of them were unable to suppress the feeling of excitement and even shouted the words, “Good, flog him, ruthlessly flog him.”

It was evident that this was a common occurrence.

“Madam Su, from this day on, Su Yichen will be taken over by this poor monk as an apprentice. Since he is this poor monk’s apprentice, no need for Madam Su to trouble herself. As soon as his injury heals, this poor monk will take him to leave.” Fan Yin saw Shen Jiayan’s timid and trembling appearance, so he opened his mouth and spoke.

Yan Shu paused, her expression also became ice-cold accordingly, “Sheng Seng, the reason I call you Sheng Seng is that I respect you(formal). It’s just that, he has not shaved his head yet right now, so he’s not yet your official apprentice. And as long as there’s still a day that he hasn’t shaved his head, he is still a person of my household. I will discipline my own child; this is my family’s matters. I’m afraid that Sheng Seng’s control can’t reach this aspect, right?”

Over these years, how harshly Yan Shi treated Su Yichen, she clearly understood it in her heart.

The clearer she understood this, the more she knew that she must not allow Su Yichen to climb up. Once his status is high above, then they, mother and son, would not be able to have a good life.

This Su Yichen had continuously been fed a low-level poison since childhood, it goes without saying that his body was already weak. If he suffered a harsh beating before he went to the temple, then it’s still unknown if he would survive it. He still wanted to become Fan Yin’s apprentice, it’s simply a dream!

“Alright. This poor monk understands.” Fan Yin said, then slowly bent down and held Su Yichen in his embrace, “In that case, Madam Su, please.”

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Yan Shi ominously raised the stick and scoffed coldly, “Sheng Seng, don’t blame me then. According to the family law, it is fifty strikes and if you can’t stand it, you can get out of the way.”

""

Fan Yin didn’t pay attention to her, his mouth muttered Buddhist scriptures, with an incomparably pious expression.

Yan Shi striked until she was out of breath, but she saw that Fan Yin seemed alright like before, minding his own business of chanting Buddhist scriptures. 40 strikes had already been sent but Yan Shi already put away the stick, “Well, Sheng Seng, I will give you face today. This matter will be forgotten.”

After speaking, Yan Shi took along Su Yun and left.

Just before they left, they maliciously glared at Shen Jiayan and it made Shen Jiayan aware that it would be impossible to let this matter pass.

“This poor monk will return for your official documents, you set your mind at ease and recuperate at the Su residence for the time being.” Fan Yin unhurriedly straightened to leave. Step by step, he walked neither too fast nor too slow. Rather, he had the appearance of a celestial being, at peace and unbothered by trivial matters.

Fan Yin kept up this pretense until he reached the Tingchan temple. As soon as he sat on the praying mat, he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

The old abbot held a broom and slowly swept the leaves on the ground, a wise light flashed through his eyes, “Fan Yin, your Buddhist conviction8 is unstable. Why?”

“Because of a man.” Fan Yin’s eyelashes drooped down.

“Then, what do you desire?” The old master stopped sweeping the ground and asked.

“Hide him, avoid him, let him (do something), then don’t see him.” Fan Yin replied like a lonely cold moon.

“Look at the dead leaves on the ground. No matter how much I sweep, there will always be more leaves on the ground.” The old master smiled, “Your heart is this ground. No matter how you sweep or wipe it, those that should fall on top of it, would eventually fall on top of it. You say, can you sweep it clean?”

“What does Master mean?” Fan Yin turned his face to ask him. His look was somewhat like an innocent child.

“Kiss him, be near him, follow him, until the heart has no more ripples, remaining steady and unmoved.”  The old monk continued to sweep the ground, “In this way, even if the leaves fall someday, it won’t leave any traces in your heart.”