I said to him: "You have reminded me of the report, for I had forgotten it. So hand it to me."

He took it off his head and gave it to me. I crowned myself with it, then said: "The White Land of China, where the Wali of my Master is."

And in no faster than the twinkling of an eye and a few steps, I looked down upon the White Land of China. I saw there wonders among the varieties of my Master's creation. I passed in my steps to a cave on the side of a valley extending to the sea. I entered it, and there was a designated man, as if he had just slept at that moment. His clothes were of white silk, as if their maker had just made them at that moment.

I stood by him for a long time, looking at him and saying: "How do I revive him, and with what do I revive him?"

Then I heard a voice saying: "Revive the Wali shrouded (Musajja) with water."

I remembered the pouring of water upon those who greeted/revived in it on a day like this at that time. So I went out to the valley and turned to a well (Qalib) that was there. I scooped water from it filling my palms and sprinkled it upon him.