lcionline Chapter 342 The Cold and Pure Human Buddha Child VS The Adorable and Devoted Demon Cat Emperor [18]
Chapter 342 The Cold and Pure Human Buddha Child VS The Adorable and Devoted Demon Cat Emperor [18]
Chapter 342 The Aloof and Holy Human Buddha Child VS The Adorable and Devoted Demon Cat Emperor [18]
After Jiang Xiyu was taken back to the meditation room by Shijia, she refused to leave his embrace.
Shiga assumed he was just frightened and let him be.
The figure stood motionless by the window.
Jiang Xiyu, this cat, doesn't really like being held all the time, because a person's embrace isn't as soft and flat as a cushion, so the curled-up position isn't very comfortable.
However, the temple incense on Shiga smelled very nice. Jiang Xiyu smelled the refreshing scent and felt like she had inhaled catnip. She couldn't help but sniff it and move closer and closer.
My head kept nestled in that cool embrace.
Shiga looked down at himself. The cat buried its head in his arms and gradually nuzzled his chest, as if it loved something dearly, sniffing and rubbing against it.
Shiga watched his head bob for a while, then raised his hand to stop him.
Jiang Xiyu slowly lifted the pink cushion and then stepped on Shijia's chest.
Shiga's fingertips curled for a moment before he finally bent down and placed him on the futon beside the table.
After sitting cross-legged, he asked Jiang Xiyu, "Why did you go outside the temple this time?"
Jiang Xiyu looked up at him, her ears drooping, and said, "I want to think about it... I want to eat some fish."
"The fish in the temple are not edible; only the fish at the foot of the mountain are."
Shiga didn't seem surprised by the reason he left the temple. He just glanced at his bright golden eyes and then looked away.
Jiang Xiyu said somewhat aggrievedly, "I'm sorry, Master, did I cause any trouble...?"
Shiga shook his head and asked, "Does the wound hurt?"
Jiang Xiyu said, "It doesn't hurt anymore. After the monk treated me, it doesn't hurt at all."
In fact, to Jiang Xiyu, that wound was no different from a scratch.
However, he wanted Shiga's pity, so he pretended to be afraid.
Shiga paused for a moment, then asked him again, "Why didn't you fight back?"
Jiang Xiyu casually made up an excuse, saying, "I am now a member of the Buddhist community and cannot act rashly."
Shiga asked no more questions. He took out the vow letter handed to him by the disciples of the Immortal Cultivation Sect, and after reading it carefully, he seemed to be deep in thought.
Jiang Xiyu couldn't understand, and seeing that Shijia wasn't speaking, he walked over to him and asked, "Master, what happened?"
He only heard the gist of what was happening at the foot of the mountain, but he didn't know exactly what kind of demon was causing the trouble.
Shiga said, "There are demons running rampant among humans. The post says that this demon can control people's hearts."
The human capital, Jade Capital, was recently disrupted by a powerful demon. Mortals controlled by the demon became violent, bloodthirsty, and easily angered. This phenomenon spread like a plague, causing many people in the city to injure each other and even die.
So the people made a vow, hoping that Shiga could subdue the demon.
Jiang Xiyu pondered for a moment and asked, "Why don't they just go to the disciples of the Immortal Cultivation Sect? Aren't the Immortal Cultivation Sect specifically responsible for subduing demons?"
Why bother Shiga with such a matter?
"This demon is no ordinary being."
Shiga wrote a few words on the vow post, and Jiang Xiyu walked to his side and leaned in to look.
He glanced at it and figured it meant he agreed.
Shiga lowered his head and looked at his round, curious head.
I don't know if he understands it or not.
Jiang Xiyu noticed that the golden characters on the vow post were not finished, so he turned around and glanced at Shijia.
Shiga kept his eyes down, and Jiang Xiyu looked up and met his gaze.
Jiang Xiyu knew she was blocking his way, so she meowed twice, feeling a little embarrassed, and then walked to the side.
As soon as Shiga finished writing, the vow scroll transformed into a faint stream of light and flew out the window.
Jiang Xiyu asked, "Is the Master going?"
Shiga nodded slightly.
He can't just leave it to chance.
Jiang Xiyu stared at him intently, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Then, Master, can you take me with you? I promise I won't cause you any trouble; I'll be very well-behaved."
If Shiga goes away for another ten days or half a month, he will really be bored to death in the temple.
Moreover, he also wanted to take this opportunity to see which monster dared to be so audacious as to commit such evil deeds against the human race.
If he could, he would like to return to the demon realm...
"Master, please, take me there."
Seeing that his expression had not changed, Jiang Xiyu raised her hand and bowed.
His gesture had a slightly cute aspect to it.
Shiga could see it too. He paused for a moment before gently instructing, "You must not neglect your study of the Heart Sutra."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiyu reacted for a moment, then her eyes lit up, and she smiled earnestly, "I won't, Master, I definitely won't delay my cultivation."
He happily wagged his tail, and then boldly reached out to circle Shiga's wrist bone.
A soft touch slowly spread across his wrist. Shiga lowered his eyes and stared at it for a moment before giving a faint reply.
……
Jiang Xiyu has actually learned the Heart Sutra very quickly.
The Heart Sutra has thirty-one chapters. A month and a half has passed since Shijia performed the ritual to deliver the souls of the dead. He taught Jiang Xiyu seven chapters, and Jiang Xiyu memorized all seven. However, in order to stay in the temple longer, he pretended not to understand them.
Soxing Shijia knew that he was illiterate and had a playful nature, so he was not too strict with him.
To show that he wouldn't let himself be distracted by frivolous pursuits, Jiang Xiyu spent the next two days obediently studying obscure scriptures in Shijia's meditation room.
After two days of this, he couldn't sit still anymore. When he went out for a walk, he encountered monks talking about how demons were causing trouble among humans.
Their concern was that if the Buddha resolved the demon scourge on the human race, the resulting merit would mean that the Buddha would once again face the risk of backlash.
Jiang Xiyu felt they were worrying too much.
It wasn't just the monks who were worried; even Jinglian approached Jiang Xiyu, asking him to travel with Shijia. He was clearly unaware that Shijia had already tacitly agreed to take Jiang Xiyu on the trip.
Jiang Xiyu sat on the eaves, looking down at the majestic Buddhist temple, and jokingly told Jinglian that Shijia wouldn't take him there.
Jinglian turned around and went to find Shijia.
Seeing that the monk couldn't take a joke, Jiang Xiyu lowered her head and called out to him, telling the truth: "Master, you're taking me there."
Jinglian remained silent for a while before looking at Jiang Xiyu and saying, "That's good then."
Judging from his expression, does he want Shiga to take him, or does he not want Shiga to take him?
Jiang Xiyu really couldn't understand it.
“With you by my side, if the Buddhist disciple’s merits are fully realized, this humble monk will be at ease.”
By helping the human race rid themselves of the demons, Shiga will surely be rewarded with merit, which is one of the reasons why Jiang Xiyu insisted on going.
He said to Jinglian, "Don't worry, I will definitely not let anything happen to the monk. I will protect him."
It was actually quite comical to hear these words coming from the mouth of a small, weak cat.
But his eyes were very determined, shining brightly in the light.
It is a creature that inspires protection at first glance, yet it solemnly vows to protect the Buddha's disciple, who is as powerful as a true Buddha.
Jinglian looked at him, and for some reason, her worry did not lessen at all; on the contrary, it inexplicably intensified.
It's not that I'm worried about the safety of the Buddhist disciple, but rather that I fear one day...
The mind is burdened with worries.