Mu You stared at Jun Mo's head, with her right hand clutching her dress. She bit hard on her lips so as to clear her mind and trembled, "What are you doing? Will you turn to Buddhism?"
Jun Mo just washed his head by the well. Clear well water fell off his head and damped his clothes. Upon hearing Mu You's words, he replied without turning back, "There's no harm in reading some Buddhist scriptures."
Mu You's voice was still trembling. "As much as you respected Eldest Brother, you didn't care when he told you to consult with Buddhist scriptures. They were just two kids who are ignorant about cultivation. Why did you take them seriously?"
Jun Mo looked at the hair scattered around the well, and spoke again after a moment of silence, "I hated Buddhism throughout my life. However, it recently occurred to me that I might have missed something there."
Mu You replied sadly, "In order to find a way in Buddhism, you have to be a monk?"