Capítulo 282: Ancient One
Editor: Atlas Studios
Stephen Strange finally used the last of his money to buy a plane ticket and flew directly to Nepal, a country in the southern foothills of the Himalayas. With a language barrier and not much money, he could only blindly repeat the word 'Kama Taj' over and over again to the people he met.
Wesley, on the other hand, was not far behind him. Like a traveler, he slowly followed Stephen Strange. Wesley had thought about looking for it himself, but he might not be able to find it. He did not understand the mystery of mages, and in the Marvel movies he had watched in his previous life, Dr. Strange was one of them.
First of all, there was the issue of the setting of magic. Unlike traditional Western magic, it was also not quite the same as Chinese cultivation. It was a little out of place and the narration was not very clear. Second, there was the martial arts movement. It was not the style of the West, but it was too trashy compared to the East. It was still out of place.
Some netizens edited the action scene and accompanied it with Tu Honggang's "Chinese Kung Fu" martial arts movie. Wesley laughed for a long time after watching it in his previous life.
The best performer here was Tilda Swinton, who played Master Ancient One. Her acting and actions were perfect, especially the action of slapping Stephen Strange's soul in the movie. Wesley felt that it was the most Chinese. He wondered if Master Ancient One was very similar to her this time.
As he followed and thought, they finally arrived at the Bodha Pagoda. Stephen Strange was still muttering. He was not walking fast, and Wesley was following far away to avoid being discovered by the mages.
The man in the black robe and hood noticed Stephen Strange, and Wesley noticed him. The positions of the three began to change. Wesley, who was following Stephen Strange, began to follow the robed man.
Stephen Strange was still robbed once and was finally rescued. The two of them went all the way to a quiet alley with an unprepossessing wooden door. They opened the door and Stephen Strange walked in while Robe began to observe the surroundings.
Wesley walked slowly up to him. The man was visibly nervous, his eyes fixed on Wesley. Wesley smiled and said, "Kama Taj!"
The other party was stunned for a moment, but he began to wonder again. Then he looked around again and let Wesley in. For this black-robed man, Wesley's appearance was too strange. Even if he wanted to attack, he had to go in first.
The black-robed man was Stephen Strange's guide. His name was Carl Amadeus Modu, and he was a mage. Under the guidance of Master Ancient One, he became a mage. He was very respectful of the rules, and in the end, his personality became very extreme, or his personality was an extreme person.
After Wesley walked in, he walked all the way inside and admired the architectural style of the place. It had a Chinese feel to it. He walked all the way into the living room. The place was filled with cigarettes and was very quaint.
Stephen Strange, on the other hand, was standing inside and carefully observing a Daoist priest in a Daoist robe. He should be a Daoist priest, right? But Wesley knew that he was also a mage. However, Wesley did not understand why he was wearing a Daoist robe. Perhaps it was because this group of mages had been around for so long that their cultural heritage was very chaotic?
Stephen Strange looked at Wesley strangely, because Wesley's attire was out of place here. In Stephen Strange's opinion, Wesley should be the most normal person, but it was because he was normal that it was strange.
"Excuse me?" he asked Wesley.
Wesley smiled and held out his hand. "Wesley Gibson."
"Stephen Strange, are you from here?" he asked curiously.
"Haha… No, I just came in. You were just in front of me." Wesley chuckled.
At that moment, someone came over to help Stephen Strange take off his coat, and someone else brought tea cups. Wesley also received tea cups, and a bald woman poured them tea.
Wesley looked closely. This must be Master Ancient One. Sure enough, he looked a lot like Tilda Swindon. He looked forward to the kung fu and magic here even more. He hoped that he could solve some of his own doubts and improve his strength.
"Thank you. Thank you for seeing me, Ancient One…" Stephen Strange was about to thank the Daoist, but the Daoist got up and left. The woman who poured them tea said, "You're welcome."
Stephen Strange stood there, stunned. Wesley said nothing. He took a small sip of tea and felt its aroma.
Carl Amadeus Modu bowed and introduced, "This is Master Ancient One." Then he turned around and guarded the door of the hall.
Master Ancient One said, "Thank you, Wizard Modu. Thank you, Wizard Hamil." Then she looked at the two people in front of her and said, "Mr. Strange, and this is?"
"Wesley Gibson, please call me Wesley!" Wesley said with a smile.
"Uh… I'm Dr. Strange." Stephen Strange tried to correct Master Ancient One.
Grandmaster Gu Yi replied calmly, "You're not a doctor anymore, so you came here. You've performed many surgeries recently, seven times, right?"
"Yes." Stephen Strange answered blankly. "You cured a man named Pangborn, right? A paralyzed patient. You helped him walk again."
Ancient One stepped aside and filled the teapot. "I guess so," he said casually.
"How did you treat the damaged cervical vertebrae?" Stephen Strange wanted to hear a scientific explanation of how to treat this kind of injury by scientific means.
Wesley knew he wouldn't get an answer, so he took a seat at random and slowly tasted the tea in his hand. Wizard Modu had been watching his every move, but Wesley didn't care. He was here to learn, after all, and there was no hostility.
Ancient One didn't say anything of value at all. Instead, he kept probing Stephen Strange. In fact, Jonas Pangborn had not been cured but was supported by the mage's magic. Once he lost his magic, he was still a paralyzed patient. However, Ancient One didn't say anything. Wesley continued to listen to the conversation between the two. Stephen Strange didn't believe what the other was saying at all.
"Bang!" Gu Yi struck Stephen Strange's soul out, knowing that at this time, he believed in the magic of the world, and Wesley did not see the soul. Although he knew what happened, he could not see the soul.
Frowning for a moment, Wesley knew that he could learn a lot here. It all depended on how the two sides talked later, whether Ancient One was willing to teach him magic.
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