Quick Transmigration: The Yandere Boss Pretends to Be Well After He's Gone Mad

Chapter 337 The Aloof and Holy Human Buddha Child VS The Adorable and Devoted Demon Cat Emperor [13]

Jiang Xiyu couldn't understand the text of the Heart Sutra at all. He had calculated everything, but he hadn't anticipated that he was merely...

A cat that can't read.

He stared at the characters, then, as if he couldn't bear to look anymore, covered his eyes with his paws, seemingly annoyed and unwilling to accept the fact.

Ironically, his original form is quite adorable, and his silly way of covering his eyes would surely make anyone who loves cats want to hug and cuddle him.

Shiga, however, simply lowered his eyes, his gaze unfocused and unfocused.

The meditation room remained quiet for a while until the wind from outside stirred the sutra pages on the table.

Hearing the noise, Jiang Xiyu angrily pressed down the blown scripture pages with his paw. He stared at the scriptures and finally accepted the fact that he was uneducated.

Shiga suddenly looked up at him and asked, "What is it that you don't understand?"

Jiang Xiyu felt a little embarrassed and couldn't say it, but then she thought that she was a cat now, so what was there to be ashamed of?

He hesitated for a moment before replying, "Yes, there are some things I don't quite understand."

Shiga then asked, "What is it that you don't understand?"

Under that cold gaze, Jiang Xiyu's head was almost touching the Heart Sutra.

He paused for a moment, then silently used his paw to push the Heart Sutra in front of Shiga.

Shiga looked at the returned scriptures without saying a word, simply waiting quietly for Jiang Xiyu's unintelligible response.

Jiang Xiyu let out an embarrassed "meow~", and then said with a look of grim determination, "Master, I... I can't read."

Shiga's gaze remained fixed, and after a long silence, he said, "From now on, you will study together with the disciples in the temple."

Jiang Xiyu nodded very sincerely and eagerly.

At this point, he had no idea how terrifying this so-called 'studying together' that Shiga spoke of was.

The next day at dawn, he was fast asleep on Shiga's meditation bed, lying on his back with half his head hanging off the edge. Just as he was sleeping soundly, Shiga suddenly woke him up with magic and asked him to go with the monks in the temple for morning prayers.

Cats are naturally sleepy, especially at night when they like to be noisy. It's so early in the morning, before dawn, and Jiang Xiyu can barely keep his eyes open.

Upon hearing Shiga mention that they were to attend some morning prayers, Jiang Xiyu opened his eyes and groaned. After Shiga left the meditation room, Jiang Xiyu turned over, covered his head with his arm, and fell asleep again.

Later, Jinglian came to obey orders, and Jiang Xiyu was led to the main hall by her.

The monks inside the hall had already finished reciting the Diamond Sutra. When Jiang Xiyu arrived, they were reciting the Great Compassion Mantra.

The low chanting of Buddhist hymns filled the air, accompanied by the swirling fragrance of incense.

Shiga stood with his back to the monks in front of the Buddha, his posture serene and elegant.

Jiang Xiyu followed Jinglian to the offering table, where a prayer cushion had been prepared especially for him.

After Jiang Xiyu climbed up, he devoutly kowtowed to the Buddha. On his third bow, he rested his head on the prayer mat and secretly glanced at Shiga.

Shiga did not look at him; his face was as cold and aloof as the moon, solemn and dignified.

Jiang Xiyu closed his eyes and thought for a moment, secretly comparing the Shiga in front of him with the other Shiga he had hidden away in the Demon Emperor's palace. Although they were two faces that were not much different, the Shiga standing in front of the Buddha at this moment was like the most flawless and clean handful of snow on a snow mountain, while the other one he was thinking of was like snow dyed with a decadent and thick spring color...

Such a completely different charm can only be truly seen when returning to the demon realm.

Jiang Xiyu thought about it and decided to find an opportunity to go back and see him later.

While he was lost in thought, the monks around him mistakenly thought he had fallen asleep.

Seeing that he kept his head down and wouldn't get up, Jinglian couldn't help but reach out to remind him.

As soon as he reached out and touched Jiang Xiyu's cat fur, Jiang Xiyu immediately raised her head and meowed at him a few times in displeasure.

Don't touch me...

The creature's sharp teeth made it look fierce, but perhaps because it hadn't slept well, its meows sounded weak and feeble, even carrying a strange hint of coquetry.

Everyone says that male cats love to pinch, and Jinglian thought to herself, "That's absolutely true."

Shiga glanced over briefly, and after a moment, said, "No noise."

Jiang Xiyu covered her mouth and remained still, obediently lying on the prayer mat, focusing her mind on Buddhism.

He couldn't actually understand those Sanskrit chants; he just silently prayed in his heart that he wouldn't have to get up early in the future.

After Jiang Xiyu yawned countless times, a ray of dawn finally appeared on the horizon, slowly climbing the steps until it entered the magnificent hall.

The magnificent and solemn Buddha statue inside the hall, with the light and shadow reflected on the ground, seemed to be gilded with a layer of gold once again. The faint golden light seemed to reveal the compassionate image of the Buddha.

The monks solemnly bowed to the Buddha statue, and after the chanting stopped, they went to their morning meal.

Seeing that most people had left, Jinglian came up to Jiang Xiyu and asked if he wanted to go.

Jiang Xiyu didn't want to eat the vegetable leaves, so she shook her head and refused.

Upon seeing this, Jinglian greeted Shijia and then turned and left.

Seeing that Shiga hadn't left yet, Jiang Xiyu took the initiative to walk to his side and gently rubbed her head against his robe.

Shiga lowered his eyes, and after a short while, he stepped out of the hall.

His steps were unhurried, and as he walked, his plain white robe fluttered gently. When he stepped into the sunlight, the robe seemed to shimmer with light.

Jiang Xiyu followed Shijia with elegant cat-like steps.

Shiga did not need to fast in the morning; the direction he was heading was the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas.

Jiang Xiyu thought of the Buddha's light she had received here last night, and when she followed Shijia to the boundary, she stopped and did not approach any closer.

Shiga slowed his pace slightly, watched him quietly for a moment, and then suddenly went inside.

Jiang Xiyu didn't know what he was going to do at the Wanfo Hall. She just obediently found a place to wait, and washed her face with her paws while she licked her slightly messy cat fur.

When Jinglian finished her breakfast and came over, she saw Jiang Xiyu licking his fur happily.

He glanced again at the golden light enveloping the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas, wondering why Jiang Xiyu was licking his fur here. After all, the Buddha light of the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas was no joke to demons.

Jinglian recalled the unusual Buddhist light last night and walked towards Jiang Xiyu.

The shadow above his head blocked the sun, but Jiang Xiyu didn't even look up. He simply said, "Excuse me, you're blocking my sun."

Jinglian shifted slightly to the side and asked softly, "What are you doing here?"

Jiang Xiyu didn't lie and said, "The monk went in, and I can't go in, so I have no choice but to wait for him here."

When Jinglian heard Jiang Xiyu say that she couldn't get in, she immediately knew that the Buddha's light last night had indeed been disturbed because of him.

“Buddhist disciples go to the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas to help the souls of the deceased to be delivered from suffering.”

The Buddha's light in the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas reaches the ears of the heavens. If one performs a ritual here, the virtuous will ascend to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.

Some time ago, the demon race and the immortal cultivation sect fought a great battle, and many innocent people perished in it, including those demons who were killed for no reason and refined into pills. Shiga collected their souls into Buddhist beads. Every time a soul is converted, a Buddhist lamp will light up in the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas.

Shijia needs to enter the Ten Thousand Buddhas Hall to perform a 49-day ritual for the deceased before his soul can be saved.

Jiang Xiyu looked at the Buddha light surging above the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas, and the wisps of light, like incense, lingered and never dissipated.

Perhaps his demonic people are already among those beams of light.

Without Shiga, their deaths would truly have been just a tragedy.

Jiang Xiyu concealed the emotions in her eyes and asked Jinglian, "When will the Master come out?"

Jinglian glanced at the sky and said, "It's still early."

He said nothing more and walked toward the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas.

Jiang Xiyu lay down on the stone bench, intending to catch up on his sleep. After all, as a cat, he had no shortage of time and was the best at waiting.