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

As the night wind blew by, Jiang Xiyu looked at his hair, which was fluttering like willow catkins, and felt heartbroken, as if it wasn't his hair that was falling out, but his head.

He collected all the cat hair, coiled it into a small, fluffy ball, and then a sudden inspiration struck him.

Since all this cat hair would be a waste to throw away anyway, why doesn't he use it to make a small parting gift for Shiga?

Remembering the image of Shiga sitting alone in the meditation room, Jiang Xiyu pondered for a moment, recalling a scene he had seen before where someone made a kitten out of cat hair, and immediately decided to do it.

So, in the originally quiet environment, a few meows could be heard from time to time.

The sound startled the fish in the lake. They were all sentient beings, and when they heard the meow of their natural enemy, they felt a sense of dread and terror. They all moved away from the lakeside and swam towards the center of the lake.

Jiang Xiyu was a bit clumsy at this, as it was her first time making one. But she couldn't bear to waste her own cat hair, so she used magic to recreate the image of her kitten in the lake.

However, since the cat hair that had fallen out wasn't enough, Jiang Xiyu reluctantly plucked some from her own body.

That's why the fish heard the mournful cries that came from time to time.

Once it was finished, Jiang Xiyu placed the miniature version of herself by the lake.

The kitten, made of cat hair, appears to have no tail.

Its eyes were two yellow gemstones, and it stared blankly as Jiang Xiyu leaped into the water.

Purple light shimmered on the lake's surface, and gradually, the cat's reflection in the water transformed into a human shape.

The bright moon, high in the sky, disappeared into the clouds, and the night grew dark. The purple light on the lake surface became extremely dazzling, lingering in the night sky like the aurora borealis.

An hour later.

Jinglian passed by the lotus pond in the temple and heard the carp he kept in the pond talking about something.

He stopped and said, "This is a sacred Buddhist place; no noise is allowed."

The red carp spirit quickly surfaced and explained, "No, Master, it was my family at the Pure Water Lake who told me that there is a cat demon down the mountain."

Another carp chimed in, "Yes, yes, I heard that cat demon is doing something, it keeps howling, it's terrifying!"

Jinglian paused, then repeated the two words they had said: "Cat demon?"

The carp nodded, all saying how scary it was.

Only one of the older carp analyzed, "I've heard that human cats go into heat in the spring. In my opinion, that cat demon must be in heat, which is why it's meowing like that..."

Jinglian: "..."

He immediately realized who the 'cat demon' the carp were talking about was, and his lips twitched when he heard the word 'in heat'.

Although I don't quite understand why the little cat demon would run to the Pure Water Lake and meow in the middle of the night.

After thinking it over, Jinglian decided to leave the temple to take a look.

Just as he was about to turn and leave the temple, he suddenly noticed a solitary figure standing under a tree not far away, quietly watching him.

Upon closer inspection, Jinglian discovered that the person was actually a Buddhist disciple.

Shiga walked slowly, his figure as graceful as a jade tree.

When the shadows faded, his robe was bathed in moonlight, like a newly fallen snowflake.

Jinglian stepped forward and called out, "Buddha's disciple."

Having lost his magic power, Shiga naturally couldn't understand what the carp spirits were saying to him. However, when he heard Jinglian mention the word "cat demon," he spoke up calmly and asked what had happened.

Jinglian hesitated for a moment, but dared not lie, so she told Shijia everything the carp spirits had told her, word for word.

Shiga was slightly taken aback when he heard the word 'heat'.

Normally, according to Jiang Xiyu's habits, he would not spend more than half an hour outside to dissipate his energy.

This time, a full hour passed, and still no one was seen.

The fact that they've been away for so long inevitably makes people worry.

But what I heard was something completely unfamiliar...

Shiga remained silent, yet his handsome face appeared inexplicably cold under the moonlight.

"Where is he?"

He asked, his tone indifferent.

Jinglian felt that the tone was a bit strange, but she still replied truthfully, "At Jingshui Lake."

Shijia raised his eyes, glanced at Jinglian indifferently, and gestured for him to take him there.

Jinglian, her heart heavy, said worriedly, "Buddha's disciple, your health has not yet recovered. Perhaps you should let me go? I will bring him back..."

Before he could finish speaking, Shiga remained expressionless.

Jinglian paused, the words she was about to say, and dared not say any more.

He stepped forward with his palms together and raised his hand to cast a spell.

Shiga glanced at the cold moonlight, and unconsciously tightened his grip on the prayer beads.

The night is deep, and the bright moon shines far away.

The ancient temple sits quietly in the mountains, the moonlight casting a silvery-gray glow, as if shrouding everything around it in frost.

The purple glow surrounding the clear water lake resembles fireflies swirling around.

Shiga appeared not far away, his gaze falling on the purple-glowing lake surface, his brows furrowing slightly.

Seeing that the demonic aura was very strong, Jinglian looked at Shijia and said, "Buddha's disciple, let me go and take a look first."

Shiga shook his head, indicating that he didn't need to come forward.

Jinglian frowned, then nodded in agreement.

Shika, holding the prayer beads, walked steadily toward the Pure Water Lake.

His figure drew closer and closer to Jiang Xiyu's barrier, but the barrier did not harm him. Instead, it used purple light to envelop him as well.

In fact, there is no difference between inside and outside the barrier; it's just that outsiders can see ripples of purple light when looking from outside the barrier.

Shiga's figure entered the barrier, and the flowing light reflected his pure and serene face.

He raised his eyes and saw a purple outer robe and belt lying beside a large rock by the lake...

The sound of water was so enchanting that Shiga instinctively turned around.

But then I suddenly heard a familiar, soft voice of regret.

"What's going on? Why is this tail so hard to handle? If I keep pulling on it, my tail will be completely bald..."

Shiga's steps suddenly stopped.

His gaze seemed to pierce through the obscuring boulder, reaching the person who had spoken.

Meanwhile, Jiang Xiyu, who was suspected of being in heat, was poking the kitten's tail with her paw.

The shape of the tail was pinched crookedly, and it seemed to be a little off.

Jiang Xiyu pursed her lips, then looked at the cat tail coiled around her waist. The cat tail, which had been plucked of many furs, shrank back and tried to hide uncontrollably, but Jiang Xiyu still slowly reached out her hand.

There was no other way; the item given to the monk had to look exactly like him.

This time, I'm definitely not doing it myself; I'll use magic instead.

Although making it by hand would show sincerity, my fur just couldn't take it anymore.

Jiang Xiyu thought to herself.

He plucked some, and the cat's tail fur immediately stood on end, no longer coiled around his waist, but swaying in the air.

Shiga stared at the pitiful cat tail peeking out from behind the rock, his gaze lingering for a moment.

He didn't know what the cat was doing, and he didn't want to go over, so he stood quietly and waited until Jiang Xiyu said something very softly. When it reached Shijia's ears, all that remained were the two words "Master".

For a moment, Shiga's eyes seemed to be deepened by the darkness of the night.

He stood there lost in thought for a while, the beads in his hand turning slightly.

Suddenly, as he looked up, the sound of the beads turning abruptly stopped.

Under the moonlight, what appeared before Shiga was a disheveled figure.