In Ye Qingyun's original world, there was a sentence that touched Ye Qingyun deeply, and he has never forgotten it to this day.
Never believe that suffering is worthy of praise.
Suffering is suffering.
Suffering will not bring success, and suffering is even less worth pursuing.
The so-called tempering of will is purely because suffering cannot be avoided.
These words had a huge impact on Ye Qingyun, who was still a stupid boy back then.
After all, in Ye Qingyun's original world, there was a saying that was widely circulated - only by enduring hardship can one become a master.
At first glance it sounds very inspiring.
It seems that suffering is something glorious and something to be proud of.
Ye Qingyun didn't think there was any problem back then.
But now Ye Qingyun is no longer a fool.
There is no glory in enduring hardship, and there is nothing to be proud of.
All suffering, no matter how you describe it or modify it, cannot change its painful and uncomfortable nature.
Would anyone wish suffering to happen to them?
No matter how short-sighted the person is, they won't be willing to do it.
If given a choice, everyone hopes that their life can be lived happily and without suffering.
is it possible?
For all living beings, suffering is simply unavoidable.
Every ordinary living being is constantly enduring all kinds of suffering.
Suffering is like a sea, and all living beings are like ants struggling in this sea of suffering.
Ye Qingyun has seen too many suffering people.
Especially among mortals, there are countless people who have gone through such suffering.
Regarding suffering, ordinary people often complain, resist, and feel helpless.
However, there are very few people who can truly face suffering, face it squarely, and are not afraid of suffering.
But the one-armed and lame young man in front of him, Wang Ergou, was a different kind from what Ye Qingyun had seen.
Wang Ergou didn't take the suffering he encountered seriously at all.
It can even be said that Wang Ergou didn't feel that he had suffered anything at all.
This is the first time that even Ye Qingyun, who has gone to heaven and earth, has seen such a person.
It’s incredible!
Ye Qingyun simply didn't believe that such a strange person could exist.
But looking at Wang Ergou's innocent eyes and the words he just said, Ye Qingyun had no doubts in his heart.
"This kid, Ergou, has a hard life."
The old woman on the side couldn't help it, and she shed tears with a trembling voice.
"grandmother!"
Wang Ergou quickly helped the old woman wipe away her tears and stroked the old woman's wrinkled face with a smile.
"Grandma, don't cry. Aren't we here to offer incense and worship Buddha? We can't cry in front of Buddha."
"Yes, Ergou is right, grandma doesn't cry."
The old woman stopped quickly and looked at Wang Ergou with eyes full of kindness and love, and even more reluctant to let go.
The grandfather and grandson stopped talking and continued to worship Buddha devoutly.
A wisp of breeze passed through the Main Hall, and two golden butterflies flew in and surrounded Wang Ergou.
Wang Ergou showed a smile and reached out to touch the two butterflies.
He seems to be very familiar with these two butterflies.
This scene was naturally seen by Ye Qingyun, Monk Tianjue and others.
Monk Tianjue and others haven't felt anything yet, but Ye Qingyun has an inexplicable feeling in his heart.
Ye Qingyun also felt like he had seen these two golden butterflies somewhere before?
The more you look at it, the more familiar it becomes.
But I just can’t remember when or where I saw it.
But then I thought about it, butterflies are everywhere. Maybe I have seen similar-looking butterflies before, so I was a little impressed.
Two golden butterflies flew around Wang Ergou for a while, and then slowly flew away again.
Grandfather and grandson also finished worshiping Buddha.
I'm about to say goodbye and leave.
"You two stay."
Ye Qingyun suddenly called out to Wang Ergou and the old woman.
Wang Ergou and the old woman were both startled, and looked at Monk Tianjue with some confusion.
"Don't be nervous, two benefactors. This is layman Ye Qingyun, and he is also an expert in my Buddhist sect. His Buddhist practice is extremely profound, far above the poor monks."
Upon hearing this, Wang Ergou and the old woman did not dare to neglect, and immediately saluted Ye Qingyun.
"Meet Master Ye!"
Ye Qingyun nodded and immediately walked to the old woman.
"Ye has some medical skills. Since you two have come to Yuanguang Temple to offer incense and worship Buddha, let's let Ye diagnose and treat them."
Upon hearing this, Wang Ergou's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Experts know medical skills?"
Ye Qingyun nodded.
"That's great. My grandma has been ill for several days and hasn't recovered. I beg you, an expert, to treat my grandma!"
While talking, Wang Ergou dug around his body and took out a cloth bag.
"This is a little thought, please accept it, master!"
Ye Qingyun waved his hand.
"No, you can wait outside the palace first."
Wang Ergou looked at the old woman hesitantly.
The old woman smiled: "Ergou, just wait outside first, don't disturb the master."
"Okay, I'll wait outside."
Only then did Wang Ergou walk out of the Main Hall.
Ye Qingyun immediately flicked his finger, and a very simple soundproof array enveloped the main hall.
Although it is simple, it is sufficient.
Seeing this, Monk Tianjue and others were a little confused.
However, they didn't ask any more questions. Perhaps Master Ye had his own reasons for doing this.
Ye Qingyun took the old woman's pulse and immediately judged that the old woman's health was quite bad.
"The body has old diseases, Qi and blood are deficient, and the internal organs are exhausted..."
Ye Qingyun sighed inwardly, this old woman was actually not that old, she was only in her early sixties at most.
But her body is similar to that of an eighty or ninety year old.
Perhaps the disease in his early years has not been cured and has been lingering for a long time.
It may also be due to years of hard work that the whole person has deteriorated like this.
By mortal means, this old woman is basically hopeless.
Ye Qingyun can be saved, but he must pay attention to his propriety. If he directly instills "immortal energy", the old woman may not be able to bear it and die on the spot.
"Old man, can you tell me about your grandson Wang Ergou?"
Ye Qingyun asked casually while pretending to diagnose his pulse.
The reason why he wanted to diagnose and treat this old woman was actually because he was very curious about Wang Ergou.
Instinct told Ye Qingyun that this Wang Ergou was very unusual.
Moreover, the Buddhist array ten miles away from Yuanguang Temple is still there. It is strange enough that Wang Ergou, a mere mortal, can lead an old woman through the Buddhist array without any hindrance.
"Oh, this kid Ergou has a hard life."
The old woman did not hide anything, and with a sigh, she told the story about Wang Ergou.
Soon, Ye Qingyun and the monks present learned about Wang Ergou's situation.
This person is not the old woman's biological grandson, but an abandoned baby that the old woman picked up.
It seems that Wang Ergou was abandoned when he was very young because he was born without an arm.
The old woman was kind-hearted, so she took the abandoned Wang Ergou back home and raised it.
Later, the old woman's son and daughter-in-law died of illness, leaving only the old woman and two grandchildren.
Wang Dagou and Wang Ergou.
Wang Dagou is the grandson of the old woman, who is three years older than Wang Ergou. The two brothers get along day and night and have a harmonious relationship.
Until the age of thirteen, Wang Ergou and Wang Dagou went to the mountains to cut firewood, but they encountered rolling rocks on the top of the mountain. Wang Dagou pushed Wang Ergou away and was killed by the rolling stones on the spot.
Although Wang Ergou survived, he was lame in one leg.
As a result, only Wang Ergou and the old woman were left to depend on each other.
Fortunately, although Wang Ergou was born with a disability and was lame, he had been strong since he was a child, worked very hard, and was sensible and honest, so he and his grandson could still live in the village.
"Although Ergou was born with short arms, he is really different from other children."
There was light in the old woman's eyes, as if Wang Ergou, the grandson she had brought back, was already her entire pride.
"oh?"
Ye Qingyun also showed a bit of curiosity.
"Er Gou has never been sick since he was a child. He has never even had cold or cold."
"I remember one year there was a plague in our area. Many young people got the plague and did not survive it."
"This kid Ergou went to a neighboring village to help, but surprisingly nothing happened."
Hearing this, Ye Qingyun's heart couldn't help but move.
Strong? Have you never been sick since childhood?
This physique seems to be a bit different from ordinary people.
"By the way, I still remember when I brought Ergou back, there was a birthmark on his back, just like..."
The old woman said, thought for a moment, then turned around and looked around.
Suddenly he pointed at the golden statue of Buddha in the center of the hall.
"It's exactly the same as the mark on the chest of Buddha."
As soon as these words came out, Ye Qingyun, Monk Tianjue and others were all stunned.
They looked in the direction pointed by the old woman.
On the heart of the golden statue of Buddha, there is a swastika seal.
"A birthmark... a swastika Buddha seal?"
Ye Qingyun murmured to himself, already having a very bold guess in his mind.