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"What do you mean?" I stared in shock at the Loli in front of me, unable to believe my ears. Until now, I had been quietly listening, never expecting that this would somehow involve me in the end.
The Loli was so kind, wanting me to fulfill the last wish of that High Monk. I had a vague feeling that things were not as simple as they seemed. That High Monk had passed away eighteen years ago, and during all that time, I couldn't believe that the Loli hadn't brought other monks here.
"What's wrong? Are you unwilling?" The Loli looked at me with icy eyes, her tone filled with menace. Her expression changed on a whim, completely at her own discretion.
"Senior, do you really have to make me carry out that wish?" Although I was terrified inside, I still mustered the courage to ask, holding onto a glimmer of hope.
"It seems like you, filthy monk, just need a good beating!" As soon as the Loli's words fell, she darted to my side, grabbing my arm and throwing me into the attic without giving me a chance to resist.
"Ah! No!" My body crashed against the door, bursting it open. I tumbled inside the attic. A chilling wind swept behind me, and with a loud bang, the wooden door of the attic slammed shut.
The attic was pitch black. Even though I activated my Yin-Yang Eyes, I still couldn't see clearly around me. I hurriedly got up from the ground, pulled out my Longevity Lamp, lit it, and held it in front of me.
"Thank goodness this Longevity Lamp is waterproof!" I sighed in relief and used its light to look around the room. In the center sat a Figure draped in a Robe, holding a wooden fish—an old monk.
"This must be that High Monk!" Holding the Longevity Lamp, I approached for a closer look. The High Monk had been gone for eighteen years; his body had shriveled up, and his Robe showed signs of decay and wear. Even the wooden fish he held had cracks.
The erosion of time was vividly reflected in the High Monk's remains.
"Amitabha!" Seeing the High Monk's appearance made my heart ache. I pressed my palms together and recited a Buddhist phrase before bowing deeply to his corpse in respect.
"Bang bang~~" It was as if the High Monk's body had some spirit left; his hands moved slightly, striking the wooden fish twice. The hollow sound echoed in the room, sending chills down my spine.
I trembled at this sight, startled by what unfolded before me. My expression changed as I pressed my palms together again and bowed once more: "Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth! Master, since you have already departed this world, rest in peace! If there are any wishes left unfulfilled, please tell me; whatever I can do for you, I will certainly take it seriously!"
I looked at the body of the High Monk, waiting for five or six minutes, but he did not strike the wooden fish again. I wondered if the previous occurrence had been an accident.
"Never mind! I'll recite the Buddhist Sect's Rebirth Mantra a few times. If the High Monk's spirit is truly here, he will surely appear!" I shook my head and placed the Longevity Lamp on the ground. Sitting in front of the High Monk, I pressed my palms together and sincerely began to chant: "All Things Have Spirits, All Things Have Souls. All Things Have Fate, All Lives Have an End. Do Not Be Attached to the Mortal World. Born in the Mortal Realm, Return to the Underworld. All Things Have Causes, In the Next Life, There Will Be Consequences. Namo Amitabha Buddha!"
I glanced at the flame of the Longevity Lamp before me; there was no green glow, indicating that there were no Undead nearby listening to my recitation of the Rebirth Mantra.
"Could it be that the High Monk's spirit has already left?" I felt a wave of anxiety as I was uncertain whether his spirit remained, considering that eighteen years had already passed.
"All Things Have Spirits, All Things Have Souls..." I calmed myself and continued to chant the Buddhist Sect's Rebirth Sutra over and over again, no longer paying attention to the flame of the Longevity Lamp. I silently vowed that as long as I recited it one hundred times, regardless of whether the High Monk's spirit appeared or not, I would leave afterward.
The attic was very quiet; my chanting of the Rebirth Sutra echoed through every corner of the space, even reaching outside where a Loli could faintly hear it.
"I wonder if this stinky monk will gain approval from that old monk!" The Loli's eyes were filled with anticipation as she muttered to herself.
In fact, I was not the first monk to come here; over twenty monks had visited before me.
Some monks were hot-headed and eager to subdue the Loli by force. As expected, those monks were no match for her; they were beaten so badly that they could not take care of themselves and were eventually rescued by their own sect members.
Only those kind-hearted monks who gained recognition from the old monk would receive his teachings. In these eighteen years, only six monks had received his legacy, and they all became well-known High Monks within the Buddhist Sect.
In the attic, I pressed my palms together and sincerely recited the Rebirth Sutra. By now, I had recited it over eighty times; my voice had become somewhat hoarse, but I did not stop.
As a man, one must uphold one's principles. If I intended to recite the Rebirth Mantra one hundred times, then I would do so without fail.
I did not notice that behind me stood a Figure—the very essence of the Buddhist Monk who had passed away. His spirit had long since transformed into a Spirit Ghost; he emitted no Eerie Aura and even radiated an air of Buddhist Sect energy that was quite extraordinary.
The High Monk looked at my retreating figure, a benevolent smile spreading across his face. He nodded in satisfaction and said, "This young man indeed has perseverance. I see the red glow emanating from his forehead, surrounded by fortune and blessings. His wealth will flourish; he is destined for great fortune! I can trust him with Bai."
With that, the High Monk joined his hands in prayer and bowed to me. In a flash, he transformed into a beam of golden light and vanished into the attic.
"All Things Have Spirits, All Things Have Souls. All Things Have Fate, All Lives Have an End. Do Not Be Attached to the Mortal World. Born in the Mortal Realm, Return to the Underworld. All Things Have Causes; In the Next Life, There Will Be Consequences. Namo Amitabha Buddha!" After reciting the Rebirth Sutra for the hundredth time, I noticed that the flame of the Longevity Lamp remained unchanged. A sense of disappointment washed over me; it seemed that the High Monk's spirit was not present here.
"Since the High Monk has passed on, I shall not disturb him any longer! Amitabha!" I joined my hands in prayer and bowed, my voice hoarse. With that, I picked up the Longevity Lamp and walked out of the attic.
"You foul monk, why are you out so soon?" Loli exclaimed upon seeing me emerge, her eyes filled with disappointment. The six monks who had received the inheritance were still inside chanting Buddhist Scriptures all night, while I had only been there for less than two hours.
Fearing Loli's anger, I quickly replied, "Senior, the Buddhist Sect emphasizes karmic connections; everything is based on fate. Since I could not fulfill the High Monk's wishes, there is no point in forcing it!"
Loli's expression darkened as she reached out her hand and said, "Hand over that Sutra to me. If you don’t want to end up dead, you better hurry!"
"Of course, Senior!" Although reluctant to part with the Sutra, I sensed Loli's murderous intent and knew my life was at stake; I could only comply.
"Wait? The Sutra is missing!" As I reached for my chest pocket where I had kept it close to me, I realized that the Sutra was gone again. Feeling guilty, I glanced nervously at Loli, unsure of what to do next.
(End of Chapter)
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