Zongman: The post-2D era

Feng Feng's eyes lingered on the textbook for a moment, then he answered the teacher's question fluently.

The voice was clear and confident, as if carrying a reassuring power. The teacher nodded, fanned the textbook with satisfaction, and asked Feng Feng to sit down.

The bell rang, breaking the silence of the classroom.

Feng Feng breathed a sigh of relief, put down the textbook in his hand and stretched.

At this time, Yukinoshita Yukino came over, her long hair fluttering gently in the wind, and a curious light flashing in her eyes.

"Feng Feng, you just answered very well." Yukinoshita Yukino said with a smile, her voice soft and pleasant, like a spring breeze blowing across the lake.

Feng Feng turned to look at her, a smile flashing in his eyes. "Thank you for the compliment, Yukino."

The two people's eyes met in the air, as if an inexplicable tacit understanding was quietly growing.

“Let’s eat together!”

Feng Feng and Yukinoshita Yukino walked side by side in the school corridor. The sunlight shone through the window onto them, casting mottled light and shadows.

Xueno's long hair gleamed softly in the sunlight. She smiled gently and chatted with Fengfeng about interesting things in class.

People were coming and going in the corridor, students were either chatting and laughing in groups of three or five, or walking hurriedly alone.

The air is filled with the breath of youth, vitality and hope.

"Feng Feng, what do you think of campus life compared to the Warring States Period?" Xueno suddenly asked.

Feng Feng smiled and replied, "It's very peaceful and beautiful. There is no war, no disputes, and everyone can study and live in peace."

The two of them came to the cafeteria together, and after getting their meals, they chose a table by the window and sat down opposite each other. The sunlight shone through the window onto the table, creating a warm atmosphere.

Yukinoshita Yukino gently stirred the food in her bowl, seeming a little absent-minded. She hesitated several times and her eyes drifted towards Fengfeng from time to time.

Feng Feng noticed her strangeness, put down his chopsticks, smiled and said: "Xue Nao, what's wrong with you? Is there something on your mind? You can tell me."

Xueno raised her head, looked at Fengfeng, and then sighed softly.

She folded her hands on the table, as if she was organizing her words. After a moment, she finally spoke: "Feng Feng, I... I'm a little worried."

Feng Feng couldn't help but smile with relief when he heard that.

He ate his meal in big mouthfuls and comforted Yukino, "Don't worry, Yukino, the June snow yesterday didn't cause any impact.

"Everyone in Inuyasha's world is busy with their own things. No one will notice those details."

After listening to Feng Feng's words, Xue Nai's worries seemed to be relieved a little. She nodded gently, with a hint of gratitude in her eyes.

But when she recalled the moment she met Xiaoling yesterday, she couldn't help feeling an inexplicable uneasiness in her heart.

There seemed to be many stories hidden in the little girl's eyes, making her want to know more.

"Yeah, you're right," Yukino said softly, a smile playing on her lips.

She picked up her chopsticks again and began to eat slowly.

The sunlight shines through the window onto her, illuminating her soft outline, which makes people feel moved.

Feng Feng finished the last bite of rice, put down his chopsticks, gently wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth, then looked at Yukinoshita Yukino with curiosity flashing in his eyes.

"Yukino, have you ever heard of the Five Treasures from The Tale of the Bamboo Cutter?"

Yukinoshita Yukino was slightly stunned, then frowned slightly, as if trying to recall. "The five treasures... I remember them being the stone bowl in front of the Buddha, the jade branch of Penglai, the fire rat quilt, the dragon head pearl, and the swallow shell."

She said softly, a hint of uncertainty in her voice.

Feng Feng nodded, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes. "Yes, that's it."

He said, and then changed the subject, "Then do you know where these treasures are now?"

Feng Feng smiled slightly, as if he could see through Xue Noi's doubts.

He stood up, walked to the window and looked at the green campus scenery in the distance.

The sunlight shines on his back, outlining a calm and deep outline.

"There is an ancient legend closely connected with these treasures."

Feng Feng spoke slowly, his voice low and magnetic. He turned around and looked at Xue Nai with deep eyes.

"The campus website says: The Fire Rat Quilt, this legendary treasure, is said to be able to resist all attacks of fire. And it is now quietly lying deep in a research institute of the academy."

Xue Nai heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. She stood up and walked to Feng Feng, and the two stood side by side, looking at the scenery outside the window together.

"Is there a leaker in the academy's research institute?"

Chapter 713 The Stone Bowl in Front of the Buddha

Tuesday, June 13

"Why don't we investigate the person who leaked the information? I have no ill intentions, but you are not someone the institute can deceive at will."

As soon as Yukinoshita Yukino finished her words, the sunlight from the sky shone through the clouds onto the ground, reflecting on the layers of golden tiles, flashing a dazzling light.

The tourists around were amazed, as if they had witnessed a miracle.

"The stone bowl in front of the Buddha is in this Buddhist temple. Let's go find it first."

Feng Feng looked at Yukinoshita Yukino, and the dissatisfaction in his heart gradually dissipated, replaced by endless trust.

"Thank you for convincing Koro-sensei to let me out."

Feng Feng walked into the main hall and stared at the Buddha statue, feeling deeply moved. This seemingly weak woman actually possessed amazing strength and wisdom.

A bald monk in yellow robes bowed to Feng Feng and asked, "Would you like to burn the incense worth 99 yuan or the incense worth yuan..."

Yukinoshita Yukino walked up to Feng Feng and said, "We want to buy a stone bowl for the Buddha. Money is not a problem."

Upon hearing this, the monk showed a confused look on his face and frowned, as if he was trying hard to recall clues about the "stone bowl in front of the Buddha".

When Feng Feng saw this, he sighed in his heart, thinking that this stone bowl might not be an ordinary thing, and perhaps it was not in the shape of a bowl at all.

He held Yukinoshita Yukino's hand tightly. Her hand was cold and soft, but it gave him immense courage and strength.

"We will find it."

He took a deep breath, looked at the monk firmly, and said, "We will look for it ourselves. You come with us."

Yukinoshita Yukino nodded slightly, her eyes revealing the same determination as Feng Feng.

"You can succeed without the help of the institute."

The two stood side by side, like a pair of fearless explorers, ready to take on the next challenge.

The monk walked slowly along the corridor on the side of the Buddha statue.

The trees on both sides of the corridor are lush and green, and the sunlight shines through the gaps between the leaves, casting mottled shadows.

The air is filled with a faint scent of sandalwood, intertwined with the sound of bells in the distance, creating a solemn and mysterious atmosphere.

"Are you two looking for the stone bowl to make a wish?"

The monks walked very fast, but their steps were unusually steady, as if they were showing off their uniqueness.

"We want to collect the five treasures of The Tale of the Bamboo Cutter. There aren't many of you here, which is a bit weird!"

Feng Feng held Yukinoshita Yukino's hand tightly, felt the slight trembling of her fingers, and clenched the jade hand in his hand.

At the end of the corridor is a heavy wooden door with intricate Buddhist patterns carved on it, which looks simple and solemn.

"There are a lot of guests in the front hall, and everyone is helping out."

The monk stopped and gently pushed open the wooden door. A cool breeze blew out from the crack of the door, mixed with a faint scent of incense.

Behind the wooden door is a spacious hall that houses a solemn Buddha statue and is surrounded by various offerings.

The monk led Fengfeng and Yukinoshita Yukino slowly into the main hall and introduced to them the century-old history of this Buddhist temple.

"This temple was built in the Ming Dynasty. It has gone through many hardships but still stands. Every item here carries a heavy history and faith."

As the monk spoke, he led them through rows of drooping prayer flags and finally into a quaint side room.

The light in the side room was soft, with only a few ancient lamps swaying with faint light.

The monk walked to a huge wooden cabinet, clasped his hands together, and muttered something.

Then he gently opened the wooden cabinet and carefully took out an object wrapped in yellow silk.

He gently lifted the silk cloth, and an ancient and solemn stone bowl appeared before his eyes.

"This is the most precious stone bowl in this temple."

There is an exquisite lotus pattern carved on the stone bowl, like a blooming lotus, lying there quietly.

The monk gently stroked the stone bowl, his eyes showing admiration, and slowly said: "This bowl is a treasure handed down from generation to generation in this temple. It was cast by our ancestors and used to worship Buddhism."

His words were full of piety, as if every word carried a deep faith.

Yukinoshita Yukino looked at the stone bowl carefully with a sharp gaze, then she turned her head slightly and glanced at Fengfeng beside her.

Feng Feng frowned, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.

She shook her head slightly and said to the monk, "Although this bowl is a treasure, it is not what we are looking for."

When the monk heard this, a look of surprise appeared on his face, as if he had not expected the young visitors to deny it so decisively.

He lowered his head, pondered for a moment, then raised his head with a determined light in his eyes:

"In that case, I will take you to another place. There may be something you want."

The three of them walked through the narrow alley and came to a shabby but clean Ming Dynasty courtyard.

The courtyard wall is mottled, revealing traces of time, but the courtyard is well organized and spotless. In the center of the courtyard, an ancient well stands quietly, with moss around the well, adding a bit of quaint atmosphere.

Next to the well, a one-and-a-half-meter-tall bluestone Buddha statue sits upright with a kind face and a smile on his lips, as if listening to the prayers of the world.

There is an incense burner placed on the bluestone in front of the Buddha statue. The incense smoke from the incense burner is curling up, emitting a faint sandalwood scent.

The bluestone under the incense burner lies there quietly, blending in with the surrounding environment, as if it also carries the accumulation of years.

Feng Feng and Yukinoshita Yukino looked at each other, excitement flashing in their eyes.

They knew that this time, they might actually have found what they had been looking for.

The monk smiled and stretched out his hand, and the sleeve of his yellow robe seemed to turn into a small pocket.

His eyes moved between Feng Feng and Yukinoshita Yukino with a hint of subtle cunning.