PNB Chapter 369 The Cold and Pure Human Buddha Child VS The Adorable and Devoted Demon Cat Emperor [45]
Chapter 369 The Cold and Pure Human Buddha Child VS The Adorable and Devoted Demon Cat Emperor [45]
Chapter 369 The Aloof and Holy Human Buddha Child VS The Adorable and Devoted Demon Cat Emperor [45]
While waiting for the Demon Emperor's reply, Jiang Xiyu and Shijia stayed in Xiu Jie's cave.
Thanks to Shiga's treatment, Jiang Xiyu's injuries were quickly healed. After being healed, he stayed by Shiga's side, just like he had been at the Compassion Temple.
He had initially thought that Shiga would extract his memories, but after waiting for a long time, Shiga did not do so. Apart from asking him what had hurt him when he first woke up, Shiga did not ask any further questions.
Whether Shiga knew something or he truly had no doubts, Jiang Xiyu couldn't quite figure out what Shiga was thinking. After all, with the aura of malice appearing on him, Shiga should have continued investigating him.
However, since Shiga didn't investigate, Jiang Xiyu couldn't very well put his head in front of Shiga and let him extract his memories. But he wasn't idle either, appearing in front of Shiga from time to time.
Shiga rarely left his room. Sometimes he would sit in meditation at his desk with his eyes closed for an entire day.
Jiang Xiyu was already used to it; he simply stayed quietly by Shijia's side without making any noise.
But after nightfall, while Shiga was still meditating, Jiang Xiyu saw that the time was right and ran out to find Xiu Jie.
He didn't have much interaction with Xiu Jie, but simply squatted on his roof. When Xiu Jie returned from his patrol, he glanced down at him and, in a voice only the two of them could hear, indicated that he could bring Shi Jia into the Demon Emperor's Palace the next day.
Xiu Jie nodded.
Without delay, Jiang Xiyu jumped off the roof and ran towards the room where Shijia was.
When he returned, Shiga had already finished meditating. Just as he jumped onto the windowsill, Shiga glanced at him.
Jiang Xiyu met his cold gaze, then transformed into human form and appeared before him. She walked over and sat down in the same cross-legged posture as Shiga, smiling as she called out to him, "Master."
Her long, silvery-white hair flowed behind her, some falling to the side of her face and obscuring her vision. Jiang Xiyu had to raise her hand to tuck the hair behind her ear. When she looked up again, her alluring features were captured in the candlelight, a picture of beauty.
Shiga looked at him and hummed in agreement.
"Are your injuries healed?"
Jiang Xiyu tilted her head slightly as a gesture and said, "It's all better now, thank you, Master."
His tone was very sincere.
Shiga pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly.
He spoke very little, and the room fell into an inexplicable silence.
Jiang Xiyu had been with him during the day and had been sleeping for a long time, but now that night had fallen, he was truly wide awake.
He didn't mind Shiga's silence, but simply took out the Heart Sutra and asked him for advice.
He had already learned most of what Shiga had taught him, but his speed in converting merit into his own was still too slow. He wanted to learn more so that even if the merit in his body was lost too quickly, it wouldn't arouse too much suspicion.
Shiga glanced at the Heart Sutra, asked him a few simple questions, and seeing that Jiang Xiyu answered fluently, he patiently taught him a new one.
The candlelight flickered, and the two figures drew closer and closer.
Every time Jiang Xiyu encountered a sentence she didn't understand, she would move closer and closer to Shiga. Eventually, without realizing it, Jiang Xiyu moved to sit next to Shiga.
He was studying so diligently that he didn't even notice that his arm was almost touching Shiga.
Shiga paused in his hand as he was fiddling with the prayer beads. He could still hear a man's clear voice, which babbled like a child when he was reciting Sanskrit.
He listened quietly, only offering a few words of guidance when Jiang Xiyu misread or didn't know the words.
Often, only Jiang Xiyu's voice echoed softly in the room, while Shijia's voice was like a few drops of rain falling on snow, causing no ripples and even disappearing in an instant.
Jiang Xiyu read a sentence with a mistake that he hadn't noticed. Just as he was about to turn the page, Shijia reached out to stop him.
His movements were so subtle that Jiang Xiyu didn't notice them at all.
In an instant, their fingertips touched the pages of the book. Jiang Xiyu subconsciously let out a soft hum, feeling as if she had touched some kind of ice in the dead of winter.
Shiga's hands were so cold.
Unlike the warmth of Tide Ridge, the Shiga at this moment gave Jiang Xiyu the feeling of being emanating coldness from head to toe.
He was incredibly slow to realize it.
Perhaps when Shiga's magical power is fully restored, his body will become as cold and lifeless as a Buddha statue.
Even though Shiga's hands were cold, Jiang Xiyu did not pull her hand back or dodge.
He simply said softly, "Master, your hands are so cold."
Shiga's slender fingertips, which had touched his, seemed to pause for a moment.
He slowly lowered his eyes without saying a word, and after a moment he subtly moved his hand away.
He moved his hand slightly away from the page and turned back to the page where Jiang Xiyu had misread it.
Jiang Xiyu smiled faintly, watching Shijia point out his mistakes. Holding the Heart Sutra, he seemed to have a sudden realization. His cat ears twitched slightly. After a while, he covered most of his face with the book, his golden eyes darting around intelligently as he looked at Shijia, as if asking him if he had read it correctly the second time.
Shiga caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye, paused for a moment, and then nodded.
This scene felt like a return to the time when the two of them were at the Compassion Temple.
Every evening, Jiang Xiyu would curl up on the prayer mat and wait for him, then sit beside him and study the Heart Sutra. Wherever Shiga went in the temple, Jiang Xiyu would always follow him with its tail held high, day after day. Eventually, the monks in the temple all accepted that Jiang Xiyu was Shiga's pet cat.
He was very cute and popular with the monks in the temple.
He should have been carefree in the temple, instead of coming to the demon realm with him and suffering such serious injuries.
The candlelight flickered, and Shiga gazed at him for a long time before slowly stroking the prayer beads in his palm.
Jiang Xiyu was exhausted from studying late into the night.
He lay exhausted on the table, his face turned to the side, but his gaze was fixed on Shiga.
The chanting of the scriptures stopped, and after a while, Shiga raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Xiyu.
Jiang Xiyu seemed lost in thought, staring blankly at Shijia.
The light and shadow reflected in his eyes, and at that moment, his eyes inexplicably dimmed.
Shiga frowned, his indifferent gaze meeting Jiang Xiyu's absent-minded look.
He knew that Jiang Xiyu had something on her mind.
Shiga could tell from the moment the two met again.
Jiang Xiyu felt his gaze, blinked slowly, and after her pupils focused, she looked away somewhat embarrassed.
He stared at Shiga for too long.
Shiga asked in a calm voice, "What are you thinking about?"
The tone was light, yet it carried an indescribable gentleness.
It was as if as long as Jiang Xiyu voiced his confusion, Shiga would provide the answers.
Jiang Xiyu wanted to hide her absent-mindedness. She originally planned to put away the Heart Sutra and go to the bed to leave him alone, but Shiga's compassionate gaze inexplicably made Jiang Xiyu want to say something.
He hesitated for a moment before humbly asking, "Master, if you encounter someone with a deep-seated obsession, how do you resolve that person's obsession?"