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

Upon hearing this, Shiga's gaze suddenly froze. The candlelight cast a pale blue shadow under his long eyelashes. He lowered his eyes, his gaze seemingly falling on the prayer mat, yet also seemingly unsure of where it was.

The hall was quiet, and the Buddha statues were solemn.

Shiga glanced at Jinglian indifferently, and after a long while, a cold sigh echoed in the hall.

Facing the Buddha statues, his lotus-like figure seemed to be enveloped in radiance.

His expression was unclear, his gaze fixed, and he only said, "He really likes this futon..."

The tone seemed to be addressed to Jinglian, yet also to herself.

The kitten likes to sleep on the futon and also likes to roll around on it.

Every time the monks performed their morning and evening prayers, he would kowtow, seemingly worshipping Buddha devoutly, but in reality, he was fast asleep.

He likes it, so he cares about it.

Today, as Shiga gazed at this, the scriptures he silently recited in his mind gradually faded away, replaced by the presence of that figure.

He knew he had acted selfishly.

Therefore, when Jinglian pressed him for an answer, he did not avoid it.

He is a practitioner, and cannot lie before the Buddha.

So he confessed his selfish thoughts to Jinglian and the Buddhas in the hall.

He was indeed thinking of someone.

Because of that person's departure, when he meditated before the Buddha, he could not see the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas; instead, his face appeared in his mind every day...

When Jinglian saw him admit it, she was stunned and couldn't come to her senses for a long time.

He was deeply shaken and unable to calm down.

Because of Shiga's words and the composure in his expression, Jinglian understood that all his guesses were correct.

The reason why the Buddhist disciple could not regain his magical powers and golden body was because he had fallen in love.

The backlash after the events in Jade Capital City caused him to lose his magical power for the first time, marking the beginning of his wavering resolve. Now, it's unknown how deep this resolve has become, which is why the Buddhist disciple remains in a mortal state.

Although Jinglian was shocked by Shijia's emotional outburst, she was even more worried that if Shijia's thoughts were not eliminated, he would never be able to regain his magical power and golden body. If that were the case, his cultivation would be blocked, and he would not be able to find his evil thoughts, let alone return to the supreme Buddha realm.

Jinglian took a deep breath, suppressing her anxiety, and advised, "Buddha's disciple, you are not a disciple of our Buddhist sect, so we are bound to go our separate ways."

Moreover, he is a demon.

Although he practiced in the temple, he was not considered a true member of the Buddhist community.

Shigatse is a Buddha, and he cannot let his Buddhist heart waver or his own spiritual practice be ruined by being tainted by this cause and effect.

Jinglian believed that as long as the Buddhist disciple regained his golden body, his divinity would naturally fade away, and he would lose his seven emotions and six desires.

Shiga did not shy away from these so-called emotions and desires. He twirled his prayer beads, his expression remaining as calm as still water.

He spoke calmly, only saying that he knew.

He knew this was a different path, which is why he had a momentary greedy thought of crossing the river to become a Buddha.

But he was unwilling.

Shiga remained calm and composed, but lowered his eyes slightly. After a long while, he clasped his hands together and said, "I do not insist."

We do not force him to become a Buddha, nor do we force him to take different paths to the same destination.

For him, this is already incredibly precious.

Upon hearing this, Jinglian's eyes filled with bitterness and solemnity. As an outsider, he naturally saw things more clearly than the person involved.

His practice differed from that of other monks. He traveled the world and witnessed too much love, hate, anger, and delusion, as well as the so-called "not forcing things."

However, if these things are not forced, they will eventually lead to many entanglements and desires due to emotional attachment.

Lust is the most terrifying of all desires.

It causes those who are in love to restrain each other, make demands on each other, and possess each other.

The Buddhist disciple, perhaps unaware of his own feelings, had already developed a possessive desire for the cat demon.

After Qicheng, Jinglian felt that the Buddha's attitude towards the cat demon was a bit off. Later, when the Buddha woke up from the backlash and divine punishment, this asymmetry became even more obvious.

He couldn't even glance at the cat demon, let alone get close to it.

At this moment, all the questions in Jinglian's heart suddenly became clear.

No wonder the Buddhist monk was unwilling to get close to the cat demon, and even more unwilling to let the cat demon spare anyone else's attention. It turned out that it was only because of the Buddhist monk's selfishness that he began to have a possessive thought.

So, after the cat demon left, the Buddhist disciple, driven by possessiveness, remained in a state of longing for him.

What one thinks is what one sees; what he brushes past may not even be a meditation cushion at all.

Instead, he was actually imitating ordinary people, reminiscing about the past when he saw familiar objects...

Jinglian looked at Shijia, then suddenly shook her head, her tone heavy and urgent: "Buddha's disciple, you don't understand, this is not because of whether it's forced or not."

"Once you fall in love with him, you are destined to suffer a lot. The deeper your feelings, the more you will be trapped in these pains and unable to escape them."

"Over time, emotions will give rise to greed, hatred, and ignorance. If you do not stop these three thoughts, you will surely help the evil thoughts hiding in the shadows to grow stronger. At that time, you, my Buddhist disciple, will be in danger..."

Jinglian paused as she spoke, then her tone became more complicated.

He continued, "Buddha's disciple, even your loving thoughts can be sensed by evil intentions. If those evil intentions knew your weakness, they too would be in danger..."

Originally one person, one rises and the other falls.

When evil thoughts grow strong, Buddhist disciples will perish.

In the past, Buddhist disciples had a firm resolve and had severed all worldly desires.

Now, his compassion gave rise to emotion, and emotion gave rise to three thoughts that fed evil thoughts. Although these evil thoughts absorbed all the desires in the world, they could not compare to the desires generated by his own body.

If evil thoughts knew the Buddha's current state of mind, they probably wouldn't let this opportunity pass, nor would they let go of the cat demon who made him feel vulnerable.

If the one who ultimately returns to the Buddha's realm is not a Buddhist disciple, then a truly evil Buddha will be born in this world. Such an evil Buddha will influence the mind of cultivation, and the disciples of the Buddha's realm will likely all suffer a calamity.

Therefore, whether for the sake of the Buddhist realm, for the sake of all living beings, or for the safety of that little cat demon, the Buddhist disciple cannot continue to indulge in it.

He must restore his magical powers and bring back the evil thoughts as soon as possible.

Jinglian believes that one day, the divinity of the golden body will fade away the seven emotions of the Buddhist disciples.

His love for one person will eventually dissipate into compassionate love.

He will transform back into the Buddha who sits high on his spiritual throne, surveying all beings without birth or death.

Perhaps only in this way can he see through emotional attachments, gain profound enlightenment, and embark on the journey of Buddhist practice anew.

“Buddha’s disciple, even for the sake of the little cat demon, please put aside your feelings for him.”

“He is not a Buddhist and should not get involved in this dispute.”

The light and shadow in the hall fell on Shiga's face. It was gentle like the light of Buddha, but when it lingered between his brows, it was like still water covered with frost and snow.

He raised his eyes and slowly looked at Jinglian, his eyes as deep as the night and as cold as water.

Jinglian knew that her words were wrong.

He had no choice but to harden his heart and use Shiga's feelings for the little cat demon to make him let go and help him weigh the options.

After all, there is no way to have it all in this world.