Chapter 378: 0238 Xu Chang’an Does Not Like the Concept of Reincarnation (Two-in-One)_2
Although it still looks ugly, at least it’s not separated from its body anymore.
However, since the snowman has already been killed by Yun Qian, even if it’s put back together, it’s just an ordinary ugly snowman.
"Creepy?" Yun Qian was puzzled, "Do you find this snowman scary?"
It shouldn’t be like that.
Anyone who slightly influences her, be it in ability or realm, would dare not approach her husband to frighten him. Moreover, even if he seeks them out actively, it’s impossible for Xu Chang’an to feel a trace of fear.
Even if they’ve evolved into unknown entities of fear and horror...seeing her husband, they’re no different from the harmless Little Li Hua.
So, how could a snowman make Xu Chang’an feel uneasy?
"Miss, it’s best if you don’t understand. If you knew what I’m thinking, that would be truly creepy." Xu Chang’an stared at the snowman, trying to find a hint of something related to himself, but eventually gave up and asked unwillingly, "Did you really mold the face after mine?"
"Yes."
"Just poking a finger mark as eyes?"
"Uh-huh."
"Didn’t I leave some substitute eye items nearby for you to use, why didn’t you use them?"
"I forgot."
"What about the nose?"
"Didn’t know how to make it."
"Never mind then."
Xu Chang’an had no choice but to accept this extremely ugly snowman as the snow figure that Miss Yun named "Xu Chang’an."
He circled around the snowman, thinking he would definitely reshape Miss Yun’s taste and skills when he got the chance.
"..."
Yun Qian watched Xu Chang’an circling the snowman with a face full of doubts about life, blinking her moist large eyes.
She wasn’t lying; she truly wanted to model the snowman after her husband’s appearance, she just didn’t have the skill.
But...that same reason made the snowman necessary to be destroyed.
Miss Yun did not care about various evil thoughts related to her, but her husband must be different. She’s okay with anything living, but it cannot be "Xu Chang’an."
Her husband can only be one person.
Other things, even if she herself breathed life into fakes, are absolutely not acceptable.
Thus, if Yun Qian hadn’t thought much about it and simply made a snowman, then it might have lived.
Pity there’s no "if."
"..."
Hmm.
The snowman is already gone, so the matter is closed. Yun Qian is more concerned with Xu Chang’an’s odd behavior right now. Occasionally catching Xu Chang’an’s gaze, she found that he was looking at the snow stains on her without understanding his behavior.
However, Xu Chang’an occasionally does exhibit childlike emotions, Yun Qian thought carefully for a moment, and two words flashed through her mind.
Monk.
He seemed to mention these words many times.
Yun Qian walked to Xu Chang’an’s side, held his arm, and looked at the tattered snowman together, then suddenly asked, "Do you really like monks? You kept mentioning them just now."
"Monk? What monk?" Xu Chang’an was momentarily confused, then realized what Yun Qian was talking about.
Oh.
How could he tell Miss Yun that he said the snowman’s head is round like a monk because he couldn’t find anything to praise about it?
It’s like a teacher telling parents that their child didn’t do well because they weren’t careful or worked hard, just making up something to say.
Also, if he had known Miss Yun molded it as himself, he wouldn’t have mentioned monks, he might have praised it for looking suave, even if it worked against his conscience.
Then, when Yun Qian was chopping off its head, he would certainly stop her.
His thoughts a mess, Xu Chang’an took several breaths to adjust his state, shook his head: "Regarding monks, I wouldn’t say I have any particular fondness; rather, Miss, you said that particular flower resembles the Zen of grand monks. So, this question... I should ask you instead."
"Me? I don’t particularly feel anything." Yun Qian touched Xu Chang’an’s hair by his ear, seriously said, "If you became a monk, then I would indeed like monks."
Xu Chang’an: "..."
For a moment, he couldn’t say a word.
Seeing Xu Chang’an silent, Yun Qian began to ponder the feasibility of things.
Although there’s no Buddha in the world who would dare ask her husband to become a monk, if he himself wishes to, then the nature of things changes.
But Yun Qian doesn’t understand much about this; after some thought, she said: "The Library Pavilion has many books, although I’ve only read what you’ve written... but look through them, there should be some Buddhist scriptures inside."
Her Library Pavilion wasn’t organized by herself, but she thought surely it wouldn’t lack those Buddha true words capable of directly connecting to the Celestial Sect, reading them could make one a monk with spiritual practice.
——
"...Ah." Xu Chang’an drew in a breath.
In the world, is there a wife who urges her husband to become a monk?
Sigh.
Only a pure-hearted Miss Yun.
"There really are Buddhist scriptures in the Library Pavilion; I’ve seen quite a few when organizing." Xu Chang’an thought when organizing the Library Pavilion, indeed found many Buddhist scriptures, such as ’Great Freedom Scripture,’ ’Life Supplement,’ ’Mahayana Compassion Scripture,’ ’Maitreya Scripture,’ filling the bookshelves.
In contrast, there are also many Dao Scriptures like the ’Shangqing Yellow Court Scripture.’
It can only be said that Miss Yun’s household is vast, collecting some books is no big deal.
Yet Xu Chang’an has no interest in such things, occasionally opening a page feeling like reading ghost scribbles unable to understand.
When immersed in the Library Pavilion, he mostly learns how to take care of people, like recipes, handicrafts, etc.
"Bah, why would I bother with your Buddhist scriptures?" Xu Chang’an said somewhat dissatisfiedly, lifting his hand lightly pinching Miss Yun’s face: "Miss, since when does one urge their husband to become a monk? If I become a monk, what would you do? Be a living widow?"
"I could join you."
"What about the rules of the Buddhist Sect?"
"Those rules could also disappear."
Or add a rule allowing monks to marry, then it wouldn’t matter.
"...Reasoning with you is my problem." Xu Chang’an sighed.
"I thought you liked it, if you dislike monks, then forget it." Yun Qian touched her pinched cheek, her blinking sped up.
"Can’t say it’s dislike..." Xu Chang’an looked at the snowman before saying: "Grand monks who help the world are respectable, so it’s not exactly dislike, just... about some matters, I have my own views."
"What are they?" Yun Qian thought that since Xu Chang’an doesn’t dislike, the matter doesn’t concern her regarding monks.
"Anyhow, next time making a snowman, remember to use fingernails to mold some hair for me, I’m still young, don’t want to be bald prematurely." Xu Chang’an said, feeling necessary to make his stance clear, showing he truly has no intention of becoming a monk.
"Reincarnation and rebirth, I don’t particularly like these concepts." Xu Chang’an thought though such ideas exist everywhere, Zen Sect of the Buddhist Sect emphasizes this more prominently.
"Don’t like... reincarnation?" Yun Qian’s fingers gently pinched the corner of her clothes, seriously looking at him.
"Yeah, dislike the notions of rebirth and the afterlife, may even feel some aversion." Xu Chang’an gazed at the flowerbeds in the distance: "It’s like Miss saying if the flowers bloom next year, is it the same one, such things are meaningless."
"Is that so." Yun Qian nodded, lifting her head: "Why don’t you like them?"
"Compared to the long-lasting immortals, small lives always pass fleetingly. A person’s life from beginning to end feels abrupt." Xu Chang’an shook his head: "Even if immortals exist, they are but specks against the vast heavens."
He’d told Yun Qian early on, he only cares about this life.
So monks who cultivate for the next life, how can he like them?
Xu Chang’an firmly held Yun Qian’s hand, seriously said: "Some things, if not done best in this life, leaving everything to the next... is both regretful and irresponsible."
Thus, he dislikes and doesn’t believe in reincarnation or rebirth.