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

After finishing their business in Qicheng, the group returned to Cibei Temple.

Jiang Xiyu knew that Shijia might suffer a backlash at any time, so she stayed by his side at all times.

Back at the temple, life continued as before, with morning and evening prayers. However, Jiang Xiyu's meditation cushion was getting closer and closer to Shijia.

When Shiga was chanting sutras, Jiang Xiyu would lie down beside him. He usually dozed off after a devout bow to the Buddha, but this time, just as he was about to fall asleep, he felt a faint gaze fall on him.

Jiang Xiyu shuddered and immediately dared not sleep anymore, raising her head again.

Shiga looked at him with a faint gaze and shook his head slightly, as if telling him not to sleep anymore.

Jiang Xiyu wiped the cat's face with its paw, somewhat puzzled, but still obediently sat down.

When Shiga saw that he was no longer sleeping, he closed his eyes again and began reciting the scriptures.

Jiang Xiyu glanced at the Buddha, then secretly looked at him.

In the past, when he slept in front of the Buddha, Shigatse never stopped him. Why is he not allowed to sleep today?

Jiang Xiyu squatted on the futon, somewhat puzzled.

Fortunately, Shiga's chanting had a very unique rhythm, clear and slow, which was very pleasant to the ear.

As Jiang Xiyu listened, her head began to sway from side to side involuntarily, as if she were listening to music played on a guqin, completely absorbed in the music.

When the incense in the hall burned out and the ashes fell into the cauldron, it was time for the morning prayers.

The bell rang at the appointed time, passing through the ancient temple and reaching the hall.

Shiga opened his eyes at some point. He looked down at Jiang Xiyu, who was shaking his head, his expression neither sad nor happy, but his gaze seemed to show a moment of emotion.

But in an instant, that trace of emotion vanished like smoke, unseen by anyone.

Jiang Xiyu only looked up as if waking from a dream when she could no longer hear Shijia's chanting.

After Shiga finished reciting the sutra, he lowered his eyes and gazed at him quietly, as if he were pondering something.

Jiang Xiyu blinked her big eyes at him and meowed affectionately.

The monks in the hall rose one by one, and after paying their respects, they went to have their morning meal.

After the monks left, the prayer beads swayed gently, and Shiga raised his hand as if to pat Jiang Xiyu's head.

Jiang Xiyu obediently raised her chin, exposing her sensitive area to Shijia, as if she wanted him to scratch it.

Shiga remained calm.

Jinglian, however, sensed something unusual.

He subconsciously took two steps forward.

Shiga glanced up indifferently, his hand pausing slightly.

In fact, the arc of his raised hand was not obvious, as if he was about to touch Jiang Xiyu, but it was just an illusion.

Jinglian's eyes darted around, and she coughed awkwardly several times before saying, "Buddha's disciple, I came to ask, to ask, to ask that little cat demon, would you like to go to the morning meal together?"

Shiga glanced at Jiang Xiyu, as if asking a question.

Jiang Xiyu thought of Zaozhai, and for some reason, her nose wrinkled cutely.

He refused, saying, "I don't want to eat vegetable leaves."

Jinglian was taken aback for a moment, then laughed heartily, "What vegetable leaves? I'll take you to the foot of the mountain to eat fish."

Jiang Xiyu's eyes lit up instantly.

I'm afraid he's hungry.

Shiga glanced at it, flicked his sleeves, and got up from the futon.

Jiang Xiyu thought he was unhappy that he had heard she was eating meat, and was about to say that he would not eat it, when he heard Shijia say indifferently, "Go."

What does it mean?

Don't you mind if he eats meat?

Jiang Xiyu was overjoyed and quickly clasped her hands together and bowed to him, saying, "Thank you, Master."

Shiga nodded slightly and walked out of the main hall.

Jiang Xiyu called out to his retreating figure, "Master, I will finish eating as quickly as possible and then return to your side."

After all, this period is quite special, because it is unknown when Shiga will suffer a backlash from his merits.

But it's not appropriate for him to eat fish at a Buddhist temple.

However, Jiang Xiyu was still very confident in her ability to eat fish quickly.

Upon hearing this, Shiga paused for a moment and responded with a very soft sound.

Once his figure disappeared outside the main hall, Jiang Xiyu walked up to Jinglian and urged, "Hurry up and take me to eat. I can't be away from the Master for long."

Jinglian paused for a moment, then nodded.

It felt rather strange that the cat demon would make such a promise to the Buddhist disciple while out hunting for food.

It was much like when he was traveling in the human world, he saw a man going out to work in the fields, but he kept turning back to say goodbye to his wife.

Jinglian shuddered and abruptly shook off this absurd idea.

If the cat demon hadn't looked so innocent, he would have really been suspicious.

The two went to the foot of the mountain together. As soon as they reached the lake, without even needing to fish, a fish darted up, crashed into a rock, and knocked itself unconscious.

Jinglian smiled and picked up the fish, saying, "Let's eat it."

Such a coincidence made Jiang Xiyu's lips twitch.

Later, while eating fish, Jinglian took the opportunity to inquire, "Your relationship with the Buddhist disciple seems to be very good."

Jiang Xiyu had already transformed back into human form. Upon hearing Jinglian's greeting, he simply hummed in response and added, "The Master is very kind to me."

The people of Shiga were indeed different from his cold and aloof appearance. On the contrary, Jiang Xiyu felt that he was really, really good to her and very patient.

Jiang Xiyu is the kind of person who wants to be good to others in return, so he answered Jinglian's question.

Jinglian smiled and said with emotion, "In this world, only you can be so close to the Buddha's disciple."

Not only that, but she was also allowed to stay by his side to cultivate and receive his guidance, and there was also a karmic connection between the two of them.

Jiang Xiyu sensed a hidden meaning in Jinglian's words, took a bite of fish, and simply said, "It is the Dharma Master's compassion."

Jinglian stared at Jiang Xiyu, her smile fading slightly.

Jiang Xiyu ate the fish very quickly, but when she raised her hand, her sleeve accidentally slipped down her forearm, revealing the Buddhist prayer beads on her wrist.

The prayer beads gleamed with a Buddhist light in the sunlight.

The Buddha's light swept across Jinglian's eyes, and when he saw clearly what Jiang Xiyu was wearing on his wrist, his pupils suddenly contracted.

He stared at Jiang Xiyu's wrist, his eyes filled with a complex mix of surprise and disbelief.

Jiang Xiyu seemed to sense something, glanced at the Buddhist prayer beads on her wrist that were not hidden, and then lowered her hand.

Jinglian said, "This is a Dharma instrument of a Buddhist disciple."

Jiang Xiyu put down the fish in her hand and said frankly, "These prayer beads were given to me by a sorcerer for self-defense when I went to the demon realm."

Jinglian nodded as if she understood, then explained, "These prayer beads are formed from the tears of a Buddhist disciple..."

As if recalling some distant memory, Jinglian paused, took a deep breath, and then said, "If you wear it on your body, naturally no evil spirits in this world can harm you."

These prayer beads are a tear of compassion shed by a Buddhist disciple when he attained Buddhahood in the Buddhist realm. Later, this tear was forged into a precious ritual implement for the disciple, and its meaning... is that it must never be given to anyone else.

But now, the Buddhist disciple has actually given him this tear.