"Is this right?" The old man murmured softly to himself as he looked at the Sanskrit words on the Heart Sutra, then he looked at the words in the translation book again. After he had confirmed the translation, he wrote down the translated words.
Feng Jiu, who was in space, smiled lightly. Perhaps Sanskrit needed to be specially learned and translated for them. But for someone like her, an educated person from the twenty-first century, it wasn't difficult for her to understand Sanskrit. Therefore, it was easy for her to change the words to confuse him without leaving any trace.
She withdrew her small ray of spirit intent and sat down in space, then she took the scripture book at the side. Her eyes moved slightly.