"How long do you plan to stay in retreat here?"
Yuchuan Meisha greeted Xia Yu as they sat on the tatami in a meditation room. Outside the room, there was a courtyard with a small pond, and further afield stood rugged cliffs with several maple trees quietly nestled in a corner.
"Probably until around the 20th, near the end of the month."
Xia Yu was not quite sure.
"Well, you can stay as long as you want," Yuchuan Meisha said, her eyes gleaming as she looked at him.
"Are there other people in the temple?"
"Not at the moment," Yuchuan Meisha shook her head. "Yuchuan Temple rarely has visitors; it's quite special, and many people do not want to come here."
As she spoke, there was a hint of worry in her eyes.
"Um, Yu, if you encounter anything strange, try to appease them and meet their demands—it will be good for you," Yuchuan Meisha whispered.
Xia Yu's forehead creased with question marks, amused, he said, "What if I don't meet their demands?"
Yuchuan Meisha smiled too.
