After commenting on what he said before paying, Bernard took another sip of wine and suddenly added another sentence.
"Her name is Loretta. If you really go to the monastery, you might consider talking to her about your experience."
When he said this, this man had an uncontrollable sarcasm on his face.
After finishing speaking, Bernard lay back completely, as if seeing off guests.
Loretta? It’s a name I’ve never heard of.
In any case, this can be regarded as the harvest of the side mission, right?
He nodded secretly before paying.
Looking at Bernard's posture, there is even a bit of sadness in the mockery. I don't know what the relationship between the two is.
It was confirmed that Bernard had obviously lost interest in continuing to communicate, and Fu Qian did not continue to harass him and went out directly.
It's not like he hasn't thought about directly beating this guy up and asking for relevant information.
But my intuition told Fu Qian that the success rate of doing this would be very low.
This person gives the impression that he is not afraid of death at all.
…
After coming out of Bernard's bookstore, I didn't waste any time before paying, and it didn't take long to reach my destination.
The monastery is located at the foot of the mountain and is built entirely of red bricks and stones.
The mottled exterior wall is older than expected, or dilapidated.
Except for the residential area, this building is open to visitors, and given the sunny weather, there were actually quite a few people.
Naturally, Fu Qian went straight to the residential area and asked for Loretta by name.
Disturbing people's peace and quiet, this kind of behavior is undoubtedly very punishable.
But as we all know, practitioners are open-minded and open-minded, so they shouldn’t particularly mind being rude—right?
Mainly because I am a mortal now, it is unrealistic to sneak in and look for someone, and it would be even more embarrassing if I was discovered.
It turned out that the monk was really approachable. After waiting for about ten minutes, someone actually came over to inform him that Loretta was waiting for him in the quiet room next to him.
The smoothness of things was in sharp contrast to previous experiences, which made Fu Qian sigh for a while.
I followed the instructions to the quiet room where the meeting was held. After opening the door, I saw a thin-faced lady sitting there.
Wearing a coarse cloth robe, he has a demure temperament, and there are faint white hairs on his head.
This must be Mr. Loretta.
"Hello."
Hearing the sound of opening the door, this man looked up and his eyes were surprisingly bright.
"We don't seem to know each other."
As expected of a highly educated person, even though he said he didn't know Fu Qian, he still smiled warmly and greeted him softly.
Look at people!
Witnessing this scene, Fu Qian almost reflexively thought of a certain bookstore owner who smoked and drank without washing his hair.
This image and temperament are more different than clouds and mud.
Fu Qian expressed his deep contempt for Bernard's depravity.
"It doesn't matter, we already know each other now."
Before paying, it is still quite familiar.
"Actually, I heard that you have achieved great success in spiritual practice, that you understand your mind and nature, and that you are transcendent, so I came here to ask for advice."
"The tone of your voice reminds me of a certain person."
Upon hearing Fu Qian's words, Loretta was stunned for a moment, then showed a gentle smile.
"Let me guess, is he a guy whose clothes look like they haven't been washed in three years, who smokes and drinks all the time, and whose hair is so dirty that mushrooms grow on it?"
"Is it really Bernard who asked you to come?"
After hearing Fu Qian's description, Loretta actually had a hint of joy in her words.
"That's right. He thinks that I am a rare talent who can learn from you how to deceive myself and others."
…
There is no doubt that Fu Qian's words caused a brief silence.
Loretta was stunned again and then shook her head with a smile, looking helpless.
"I thought he had changed his gender, but he was still the same."
"How can I deceive myself and others? This is indeed what he would say!"
"So are you having any troubles?"
After finishing his emotion, the man looked at Fu Qian and asked.
"Yes, I haven't been sleeping well lately."
Please honestly explain your medical history before paying.
"And I always see some weird scenes."
Um?
Loretta's eyes turned sharp...
"What strange scene?"
"Everyone was doing their own thing as usual, but suddenly they started going crazy, scratching their faces or cutting their necks."
"Even the entire city behind it became dilapidated, with no human beings in sight, as if it had been abandoned for a long time."
Fu Qian said while observing Loretta's reaction in front of him.
He did not disappoint, as the latter's expression became almost visibly serious.
"When did your situation begin?"
After Fu Qian finished speaking, this person looked at Fu Qian seriously and asked.
"It's been a long time, almost a month."
Fu Qian recalled the timeline he had learned before.
"Is that so?"
Loretta thought for a long time, and finally sighed quietly.
"Believe me, I can imagine your pain, and I can also roughly understand Bernard's purpose in asking you to come here."
"But the good news is that Bernard is still too pessimistic, and there is no solution."
As he spoke, this man had a smile on his face.
"What I can tell you is that you are not the only one suffering from this torture. What you have to do first is not to get lost in it. You need to use a firm will to anchor the world where you really belong."
"At the same time, I can make it clear to you that this is by no means a fearless struggle."
Loretta's expression was unusually serious.
"I can't tell you the method I'm exploring yet, but believe me, as long as I'm sure, I will definitely share the method."
"When you say that, I feel relieved."
Before paying, he looked at Loretta's determined face.
According to his experience, such a person would not be able to keep his words to death easily. It seemed that she was quite confident in resisting that nightmarish experience.
At the same time, there is no doubt that this person has also been troubled by similar situations.
Is this why she hides in a convent?
But it felt like Bernard was obviously disdainful of her behavior and said that she was deceiving herself.
"Can you tell me a little bit about where you are going to start?"
"direction?"
Loretta thought for a moment and smiled tenderly.
"Maybe it's pain."
Um?
This person's answer made Fu Qian subconsciously look at her.
It’s hard to imagine that such a kind lady would be wearing something like a spike belt?
"Of course it requires reasonable pain, don't try it casually."
Loretta seemed to understand Fu Qian's doubts and immediately reminded him.
Fu Qian keenly noticed that when this person said this, he seemed to touch his hair intentionally or unintentionally.
So it's not on the body, but on the head?
Fu Qian looked at this person's slightly gray hair.
It's so thick that you can't see the scalp underneath.
If it's really a head, I'm really curious about how it works.
Could it be that you take a needle and poke it directly into it?