Chapter 210 The Deep Meaning of Master Owl
"What are you saying that I can't understand?"
Bruce shook his head and changed the subject, "How are you doing lately? From your tone, you seem to be doing well."
"It's OK. People here respect me."
Katum was lying on a soft bed at this time, looking like he had nothing to do.
He now has nine meals a day served by a special person in Kamar-Taj, and it seems that Ancient One really wants to raise Katoom and not let him run around.
But a free owl will never be willing to be a plaything in the hands of others.
"Bruce, I've been researching something very interesting recently."
Katum said, "Marvel's magic is very different from Hogwarts' magic. Are you interested in learning it?"
Marvel magic?
"and many more."
Bruce asked in confusion, "Didn't you go to see Tony Stark? Why are you talking about magic now?"
"Well, everything is changing, and plans can change at any time, right?"
Katum said casually, "Okay, tell me if you are interested first. If you are, I can help you find study materials. I guarantee that they are all authentic ancient books that are inaccessible to the outside world."
Interest in learning?
Of course there is. Bruce may resist any force, but he will never resist learning.
This is an investment that will never lose money.
After getting Bruce's affirmative answer, Katum said, "Okay, then you go to class first, and I'll come find you after school!"
"Are you coming back?" Bruce asked.
"No need to bother."
Katum smiled and said, "I'll open your eyes later!"
……
Inside Kamar-Taj, Ancient One is conferring with some mystical mages.
The debate was peaceful, but it was clear that everyone had their own unique insights.
Many seek Kamar-Taj, but few find it, let alone are worthy of learning its secrets... and even fewer are worthy of her teachings.
This is also the reason why Gu Yi hopes to consult with others - looking at problems from different angles always brings new ideas.
But now the conversation is over.
"Thank you all for coming."
She thanked him, and they each returned through the portal to their distant homes.
After the debate, Ancient One sensed that her apprentice Mordo was looking at her.
"Master Mordo, is there anything I can help you with?" she asked with a smile.
"Master Ancient One." Mordo first bowed to Ancient One, and then began to express the doubts in his mind.
"About that owl you recently brought home."
Mordo said, "It looks too smart, always making some human-like movements. Recently, it often flies around in Kamar-Taj, and its main destination is the library..."
He pondered for a long time before he asked the question he was most worried about in a tactful tone -
"Master Ancient One, is this your new disciple?"
"Disciple? No no no!"
When Gu Yi thought of the owl's face, he suddenly felt a stomachache.
If he was really his disciple, then the little life span of Gu Yi would be completely shortened.
"In fact, it was no ordinary owl."
The Ancient One said, "He is also a magician. He came to Kamar-Taj to exchange magic with me."
"Oh?"
Hearing this, Mordo felt a lot more relieved.
It turned out to be the wizard's guest. Master Ancient One must have known what the owl did and had a solution.
In fact, there is a sequel to Mordo's mention of Katum this time.
During the days that the owl came to Kamar-Taj, it can be said that it did all kinds of evil.
Not only does he bully students everywhere, he also always plays pranks on them.
The Librarian King had his head shaved and covered with indelible graffiti, Master Hamil's beard was tied into a bow, and even Mordo himself had to go through some unspeakable things.
As a black man, he once woke up and found himself in a cotton field.
This is all the owl's doing.
Now it seems that Master Ancient One not only knows about these things, but even acquiesces in them...
But why?
Mordo looked at Ancient One, hoping to see some clues about the matter from his teacher's face.
But he could see nothing.
Perhaps asking Ancient One directly is a good choice, but spiritual practice requires understanding. If you ask Ancient One everything, although the master is happy to answer, it is equivalent to telling her that she is a person without understanding.
Think, Mordo, think carefully!
As a smart person, you can definitely understand the master’s profound meaning!
Finally, after much thought, an idea flashed in Mordu's mind.
He thought of what Master Ancient One had said just now. She had invited Katum to exchange magic with him...
That's it!
Mordo finally understood why. A relieved smile appeared on his face. He clasped his hands together and bowed deeply to Ancient One.
"I understand Master!"
He said sincerely, "We won't let you down!"
……
Later, Mordo gathered his fellow disciples together.
"Senior Brother Modu!"
A younger wizard had all kinds of funny designs painted on his face. He couldn't wait to ask, "What are we going to do today!?"
He held the rope in his hand, looking eager to try.
This young wizard was severely bullied by the owl, and the paint pattern on his face could not be washed off. He has been thinking about revenge on the owl for a long time.
Just today, at the mere word of Senior Brother Mordo, he rushed into Katum's room, tied him up with a rope, plucked out all his hair, and then drew the same graffiti on him.
Let Katum feel his own pain.
However, upon hearing what his junior brother said, Modu suddenly refuted it in a serious tone.
"What are you doing!"
He said sternly, "How can you achieve the right result if you are so impetuous?"
"what?"
The young mage was stunned by what he said. Wasn’t it a bit too quick for Brother Mordo to change his expression?
Wasn't he the first to propose the plan of revenge against the owl? He even went to ask the Master for instructions. Could it be that Master Ancient One was against this plan?
Not only the young mage, but other fellow disciples were also puzzled.
If Mordu doesn't give a convincing explanation today, they will definitely not give up.
Mordo also knew this, so he did not hide it from his other fellow disciples.
"Today I asked Master Ancient One about the origins of the owl."
Mordo said calmly, "The wizard told me that the owl was a wizard she invited to exchange magic with. The wizard actually knew everything he did."
"what?!"
The practitioners around all expressed confusion at the same time.
"Why?" someone asked, "We usually practice very hard, why does the master want to hire someone to torture us?"
"So, your cultivation is still too shallow, and you cannot see through the mage's deep meaning!"
Mo Du shook his head and said, "You have read various stories about spiritual practice in daily life. Don't you know about the Buddhist stories?"
Kamar-Taj is located in Nepal, which is also the birthplace of Sakyamuni. The two have the same origin, so the disciples of Kamar-Taj are naturally familiar with Buddhism.
We have heard about those stories about public cases from time to time.
The so-called public case stories are actually very easy to understand. They are stories in which the predecessors use some puzzling behaviors to enlighten their disciples.
It usually tests the disciples' understanding.
This kind of story has spawned many jokes in modern times, such as the classic "Young Man Asks a Zen Master" -
The young man asked the Zen master: "I am often bullied and cannot stand up straight as a human being." The old Zen master smiled and took out a snake.
The young man suddenly realized: "You want me to be able to bend and stretch like a snake, right?"
The old Zen master smiled and replied: "If anyone bullies you, put this thing in his bed..."
This kind of joke is a deconstruction and ridicule of ancient public case stories.
At this time, after Modu's reminder, the other students seemed to understand, as if they understood something.
"Brother, I understand!"
Another wizard said, "You mean, the owl's pranks actually have a deeper meaning?"
Is the owl guiding them in their spiritual practice through these abstract behaviors?
"It's good that you can understand this! It shows that you are perceptive."
Modu smiled, "Think about it, Master Ancient One loves every disciple equally, how could he let us be bullied?"
indeed.
As expected of Brother Mordo, he was able to understand Master Ancient One’s good intentions in such a short time.
All the disciples showed shame on their faces, feeling that they were far from the level of their senior brothers.
At this time, someone asked: "But how do we understand Master Owl's behavior?"
"It's very simple, just keep on realizing it!"
Mordo said, "When you can't figure it out for the time being, just imitate, imitate the behavior of Master Owl, and understand his deep meaning!"
and--
"Didn't Master Owl make a sound when he was teaching us?"
Mordo said, "We thought it was a joke, but now it seems that we were wrong. He was trying to teach us something in his own language, but we just couldn't understand it."
It is not difficult to understand the language of owls.
In Kamar-Taj, there is magic that allows you to talk to animals.
"Now, let me give you a suggestion."
Mordo finally said, "Everyone must learn the magic of talking to animals. Don't miss any of the master's instructions! If you miss it, it will be your loss!"
"Follow senior brother's teachings!"
The disciples clasped their hands together and thanked Modu.
Their hearts were burning with excitement, a magic master in animal form must be the legendary druid.
The teachings he gave to his students must have been the culmination of his many years of practice.
Someone secretly made up his mind to understand the deeper meaning behind the owl's behavior.
If you can’t figure it out, just imitate it.
Some radical disciples have even made preparations.
If the owl can doodle on the king's bald head, then they can too!
Not only that, but we also need a better bald head——
Huh?
If you think about it carefully, it seems that Master Ancient One is also a bald head?
……
Bruce's first day on campus is over.
To him, there was nothing special. Everything was normal except that Peter Parker was always chattering in his ear.
There are no sudden conflicts and no unexpected encounters.
This is what real campus life is like.
But when Mr. Hall drove them home, Pietro and Wanda were in high spirits.
For them, the campus life that was lost and regained is a gift.
Ordinary life is also a kind of happiness.
"Wanda was confessed to."
As soon as Pietro got into the back seat, he couldn't wait to start sharing what happened today.
"He was a very tall boy. He acted very domineering and asked Wanda to be his girlfriend."
"What happens next?" Bruce glanced at Wanda, who still looked detached from the world.
It seemed that what Pietro said had nothing to do with her.
"No after."
Pietro said, "That guy was strong on the outside but weak on the inside. He couldn't even beat Wanda. He was taught a lesson and cried so hard that he called for his mother."
In fact, this is normal.
How could a child with a happy family and who has never experienced the pressure of survival be a match for Wanda?
Even though she cannot compare with him in size, her methods are much more ruthless.
Without some real skills, Wanda wouldn’t be alive today.
"Hey, why don't any girls confess to me like I do?"
Pietro was feeling sad. His sister's experience was in stark contrast to his own. Because of his silver hair, many classmates thought he had some congenital disease.
The look in his eyes was full of pity.
Bruce listened from the side without making any comment.
He now thought about what Katoom had said to him before, about teaching him the magic of the Marvel world.
"What difference could there be?"
Bruce couldn't help but think, "They're all magic, how could there be such a huge difference?"
Just thinking about it would not give him the answer, Bruce could only wait for Katum's arrival in the evening.
Perhaps with the owl's demonstration, a brand new door will be completely opened to Bruce.
……
Late at night, Bruce's room.
Batboy didn't sleep. He lay on the bed with his eyes wide open, waiting for Katum.
"Damn owl."
Bruce looked at the clock on the wall and it was already two o'clock in the morning.
How could Katum be so cruel as to let a child like him stay up so late at night?
Then, just as Bruce was secretly cursing Katum, a gust of wind suddenly blew around them.
In this room with closed doors and windows, a gust of wind suddenly blew for no reason, which made people feel strange.
Bruce immediately became alert. He sat up and asked with a frown, "Katum, is that you?"
No one answered.
The wind was still blowing, and a faint voice came from far away, calling Bruce's name.
"Bruce Wayne...Bruce Wayne..."
The voice shouted, "Give me back my life... Give me back my life..."
The sound was whimpering, like the sound of a ghost in a movie. If an ordinary child heard it, he would probably be scared to death.
But at this moment, Bruce was completely certain.
"Katum, it's you!"
He cursed, "What are you doing here pretending to be mysterious! I recognize your voice!"
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding sounds suddenly disappeared and the wind stopped.
"It's boring."
Katum suddenly appeared in the room. "Can't you just cooperate with me?"
"Why should I cooperate with you..."
Bruce was halfway through his words when he suddenly froze.
Katum now looks extremely strange, his whole body is transparent and he doesn't look like a living creature.
Instead, it's like——
soul?
(End of this chapter)
