As soon as he finished speaking, Bing Tianyi quickly stood up and smiled, "What you said is absolutely right. I lived for twenty-four years, and in the end, I realized that I wasn't afraid of dying; I was just afraid of how to live."
"Kid, I've told you so much already. Are you not going to treat me?" the old monk asked Bing Tianyi.
At this moment, Bing Tianyi awkwardly replied, "Old Immortal, as you can see, there isn't much good at home..."
Before he could finish, the old monk bluntly said, "There are meat-filled wontons inside, and half a bottle of Erguotou."
With that one sentence, Bing Tianyi couldn't help but admire the old man even more. However, he knew that monks generally abstain from wine and meat. Curious about this, he asked, "Old Immortal, you're a monk; is that okay?"
"To cultivate the heart and not the mouth; there's nothing wrong with it," the old monk replied straightforwardly.
Since the other party wasn't worried, Bing Tianyi had no reason to hesitate. He quickly went into the inner room, boiled water for the wontons, took out the liquor, and soon the room was filled with the aroma of wontons and alcohol.
Watching the old monk devour the dinner left by his parents, Bing Tianyi's stomach began to rumble unknowingly. He wanted to ask the old monk to leave him some but felt a bit embarrassed and could only watch longingly!
After a few minutes, the old monk leisurely wiped his mouth with his sleeve, casually picked up a pack of Golden Leaf Cigarettes from the table that cost ten yuan each, took one out, and stuffed the remaining half pack into his pocket. Then he smiled at Bing Tianyi and said, "I saved you some; hurry up and eat."
Seeing just one wonton left in the plate, Bing Tianyi really wanted to curse. A tree without bark will surely die; a person without shame is invincible in this world. This old monk, though a bit eccentric, was truly shameless!
However, out of courtesy, Bing Tianyi could only smile bitterly and say, "Thanks."
While speaking, a Wonton Bing Tianyi had already gone down without even tasting its flavor.
The old monk let out a satisfied burp, picked up the remaining half bottle of Erguotou on the table, and drank it all in one go. Then he set down the bottle, took two puffs of a Cigarette, leaned back in his chair, looking more satisfied than a bachelor who had just enjoyed a hen.
Helplessness and confusion filled Bing Tianyi's mind.
However, the old monk soon said to Bing Tianyi, "Kid, since it's our first meeting today, I don't have much to give you. Let me offer you one piece of advice."
"Then I thank Old Immortal for it," Bing Tianyi quickly stood up respectfully and expressed his gratitude.
"Heavenly Secret must not be leaked!" After saying this, the old monk stood up and prepared to leave.
Bing Tianyi was completely overwhelmed; this old fellow had eaten well and drunk well, even taking a pack of Cigarettes from his home, yet he casually dropped the phrase "Heavenly Secret must not be leaked" as he was leaving. His intuition told him that he had either been deceived today or still was being deceived!
After all, young people tend to act without thinking things through.
Before the old monk could exit, Bing Tianyi quickly stood up and grabbed the old monk's sleeve. With a tug, the monk's sleeve was torn off, and a worn book wrapped in brown paper fell out from the sleeve.
Seeing this, the old monk frowned and turned to Bing Tianyi, asking, "What's wrong?"
"Weren't you just going to give me some advice?" Bing Tianyi asked with a cold smile.
"I already gave it to you," the old monk replied as if it were perfectly reasonable.
"Joke, how come I didn't hear it?" Bing Tianyi said coldly.
"I told you, the Heavenly Secret must not be leaked. At such a young age, you have already turned a deaf ear. Your life will probably be even harder from now on," the old monk sighed helplessly.
Bing Tianyi was completely speechless, wearing a bitter smile as he stared at the old monk for a long time before finally sighing, "You said you would give me some advice, but in the end, you just left me with 'the Heavenly Secret must not be leaked.' What does that even mean?"
"What the hell, you idiot! I just told you that the Heavenly Secret must not be leaked. Are you really this stupid or just pretending to be?" Surprisingly, the old monk not only maintained his composure but also cursed.
In his astonishment, Bing Tianyi seemed to grasp something. However, since things had escalated to this point, he decided to pretend he understood nothing and continued to pester the old monk, "Come on, why did you tell me that the Heavenly Secret must not be leaked?"
"The so-called Heavenly Secret is predetermined by heaven. Anyone who reveals the Heavenly Secret will definitely meet a bad end. At the very least, they will face corresponding retribution. As far as I know, you've already leaked it three times today; you'll have to bear the consequences yourself!" The old monk finished speaking, picked up a tattered book from the ground, and prepared to leave.
Seeing this, Bing Tianyi was thoroughly frightened. If what the old monk said was true, wouldn't he be in big trouble?
In desperation, Bing Tianyi clung to the old monk's leg with a childish face and pleaded pitifully, "Old Immortal, I was wrong. Please show mercy and don't hold it against a child like me. Also, give me some guidance so I can turn misfortune into fortune!"
Hearing this, the old monk turned his head and looked at Bing Tianyi with a cold smile before saying softly, "It seems we are somewhat fated. Here's the deal: as long as you promise me one thing, I will help you."
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