Between two enormous rocks, one tall and one short, teacher and disciple sat cross-legged among the bamboo forest.
Gu Xiaoman glanced at Ji Li, who was quietly studying her, and said, "Close... close your eyes, calm... calm your mind."
Ji Li immediately complied and stopped her wandering thoughts.
She didn't know why, her master stuttered when speaking, but she inexplicably felt somewhat afraid of her.
After Ji Li closed her eyes, Gu Xiaoman did nothing. After a few moments, she raised her right forefinger, and pointed lightly in Ji Li's direction.
Ripples spread through the air, like a droplet landing on the smooth surface of water.
The ripples slowly extended forward, touching Ji Li.
She suddenly felt as if she could "see."
Although her eyes were closed, it seemed that she had seen something.
This feeling was mysterious; it was hard to describe in words.
It was as if in an instant, she could perceive everything in the bamboo forest.
