The third trailer (1), The Mystery of Journey to the West
Danxuan still looks the same as when we first met him, with a delicate face, almond-shaped eyes like a woman, and a fair complexion. If it weren't for the unruly air between his eyebrows, we would never have imagined that he was that person.
A monk with a bad temper who became a monk.
"Abbot Danxuan...",
Chen Zhi sat on the chair, put his cell phone on the table, turned it around, and pushed it in front of Dan Xuan.
"I wish our communication was simple and direct, but you didn't tell me the truth!
If you need my help, you'd better be honest. I don't have much time and I won't waste it investigating whether things are true or false."
"What the donor means is that the poor monk lied?",
After hearing Chen Zhi's words, Danxuan moved his eyes slightly, then lowered his long eyelashes and looked at the pictures on his phone.
It was a paternity DNA test sheet, with the DNA matching results stated in black and white.
"The identity you announced to the public is not true," Chen Zhi said,
"You said that both of your parents died and your family was wealthy. Because you had a bad temper and made trouble when you were young, you became a monk.
But this is not true...
In today's society, it doesn't take much time to expose these simple lies. I have already investigated and found that your DNA does not match your parents at all.
And your birth record is fake, everything is fake.
You were forced into that family. The couple had no children at all, and you were just an imposter..."
“The dove occupies the magpie’s nest!
A very simple way to survive.
Donor, haven’t you heard of it?”,
Danxuan smiled lightly, put his hands together and twisted the beads.
"It is true that I am not the child of that couple, but that does not mean that I am not a monk. Why would the donor think that I am lying?
I am not a person of ordinary origin, and this does not affect my refuge in my Buddha.
But the history of my family has another reason!"
"I'm not interested in your story..."
Chen Zhi lowered his eyes, took out a cigarette and lit it,
"I don't think a person who pretends to be a virtuous monk can be a virtuous monk. It seems that you and the previous abbot, Master Puhang, are different people.
But I promised you that I would do you a favor and I would do it.
As for what you have done? How did you become the abbot here? You are not interested...
Now tell me, what do you want from me?
But don’t lie and don’t let me waste my energy on this.”
"The owner is impatient. It seems that in your heart, the poor monk is already a villain who seeks human life...",
Danxuan clasped his hands together, lowered his eyes, and sat steadily on the futon. It felt like a stone sculpture placed on the futon.
"The poor monk does not want to talk about his life experience with the donor, but the things he asks the donor to do are related to the poor monk's life experience!
So please be patient and listen to the origin of the poor monk...
Amitabha!
This poor monk has taken refuge in my Buddhism for 108 years now!"