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 hope our communication is simple and direct, but you are not prepared to 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 my time investigating whether everything is 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 written in black and white on it. Then I heard Chen Zhi continue,
"Your identity is not true, or the identity you announced to the public is not true!
You said that both of your parents died and your family was wealthy. Because you had a bad temper when you were young and often got into trouble, 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.
Moreover, your birth record is false, and all records about your growth are false.
You were forced into that family.
That couple has no children at all, you are just an imposter..."
“The dove occupies the magpie’s nest!
It’s a very simple way to survive, haven’t you heard of it, donor?”,
Danxuan smiled lightly, clasped 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.
For us monks, once we enter Buddhism, all these external things are like passing clouds and illusions. Why does the donor think I am lying?
And it’s not without reason that I concealed my origin!”
"I'm not interested in your story..."?,
Chen Zhi lowered his eyes, took out a cigarette and lit it.
Fat Wei immediately tugged on his arm, meaning that smoking is not allowed here, but Chen Zhi didn't care.
"I don't think that people who fake their identities and sneak into Buddhism will be virtuous monks.
I have met the former abbot, Master Puhang, who is an enlightened monk worthy of respect. It seems that you and him are not the same person.
But I promised you that I would help you, and I will do what I say. As for how you became the abbot here? I am not interested in what you have lived in before...
Now tell me, what do you want from me?
But don’t tell lies and don’t let me waste my energy on distinguishing between truth and lies.”
"The owner is impatient. It seems that in your mind, the poor monk is already a villain who seeks human life for personal gain...",
Danxuan clasped his hands together, lowered his eyes, and sat steadily on the futon. It felt like a stone statue placed on the futon.
"The poor monk does not want to talk about his life experience with the donor, but the help the poor monk asks the master to help is related to the poor monk's life experience!
So please benefactor, please be patient and listen to the story of the poor monk...
Amitabha!",
Xuandan sat there, chanting Buddha's name,
"As of this year, this humble monk has converted to Buddhism for 108 years!"
"What?",
When Fat Wei heard this from the side, he was so surprised that his eyes almost popped out of his head.
He looked up and down Xuandan's young face,
"this……
Grandmaster……
You look really young, you have boundless Dharma, but you practice it on your face or something?"
"Haha~~
The donor thinks this is spiritual practice.
But the poor monk thinks this is a sin, or a curse, or whatever it is...",
Danxuan lowered his eyes and twisted the prayer beads.
"In short, our family has been like this since I was born. Generation after generation, we are always the same person, always living in fear.
My father was 171 years old when he died, and my grandfather was 186 years old when he died. We are more than twice as old as normal people.
Moreover, our family has always been a single generation. There has never been a woman or a second son. Each generation looks the same, and they always have the same face.
To use a word that you modern people use, what is it called?
Oh, right!
It's like a clone."
Xuandan's face turned a little pale. It seemed that it was not easy for him to say these words. Every word he uttered was extremely painful and difficult for him to say.
"Of course, like my father, I never met my mother.
I guessed that she should have died a long time ago. I don't know how she died, and I don't want to ask.
But I am very afraid of my father. I am afraid of this person who looks exactly like me. The feeling is indescribable!
And I know that he is also afraid of me, and he should have been afraid of my grandfather just like me.
During the time when we lived together, we seldom spoke to each other, and we lived in such a lonely, relatively silent silence."
“It’s normal for father and son to look alike!”,
Chen Zhi leaned on the chair, his voice was very calm,
"The DNA of living things is inherently continuous, and the degree of continuity varies. However, human DNA will change its appearance due to changes in details during inheritance.
Of course, your lifespan is indeed different from that of ordinary people, but I don’t think you need to worry too much about issues of blood and species.
I can tell you for sure now that humans are not the only intelligent race in the world.
What I want to know now is, what does all this have to do with Xuanzang’s journey to the west, or even the scandal between Bianji and Princess Gaoyang?
What does it have to do with the mummy in the basement?"
"Because I suspect that the mummy is related to my bloodline!",
Danxuan's face was as cold as the snow in Changbai Mountain. After being silent for a long time, he continued to speak word by word.
"I probably started dreaming when I was 15, and that's when I entered Buddhism...
Before this, my father became a monk very early. He said that everyone in our family would eventually choose this path, because only in this way can we have fewer nightmares.
I didn't understand what this nightmare was at the time, nor did I know why my father was always so worried. But later I found out...
This method of reproduction in our family is not the continuation of blood, but a sin!
That was when I just celebrated my 15th birthday...",