"The benefactor you are looking for has offended some powerful person in the sky. He died violently in his last life, and was arranged to become a monk in this life."
"Then where is he now?" The girl interrupted anxiously.
"He... Is dead." The old man said with some hesitation, but immediately defended himself: "I have been looking for him for so many years, and I finally got news about him two days ago. When I rushed to the temple, I found that he had died of illness long ago, and I don't know where he was buried by his confused junior brothers."
The girl stopped talking. She was one step late again. She was always one step behind him.
When the old man saw this, he immediately said: "But don't be sad, I know where he will be reborn in the next life."
Intention: We will always part, we will always meet