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

As the sun set, Jiang Xiyu encountered Jinglian, who was passing by the meditation room.

Jinglian caught a glimpse of a familiar figure guarding the door of the meditation room out of the corner of her eye. She was slightly taken aback and then stopped walking.

He turned his head away, and after confirming that the person waiting at the door was Jiang Xiyu, his eyes suddenly became complicated and contradictory.

It's as if she both wants him to come back and wants him not to.

They were both delighted by his return, rejoicing that the person the Buddhist disciple had longed for had finally returned to his side after a hundred days, and worried about his return, fearing that the Buddhist disciple would be unable to escape his own demonic obsession because of him.

However, Jinglian ultimately concealed these emotions very well.

He sighed softly and said Amitabha.

When Jiang Xiyu looked up upon hearing this, she didn't notice anything unusual about him. However, when she saw him, her eyes lit up, as if she had suddenly seen a way to find Shiga's whereabouts.

“Master Jinglian…” He quickly stood up and appeared in front of Jinglian in a flash.

Jinglian clasped her hands together in front of him and asked with a calm expression, "Little cat demon, when did you return?"

Jiang Xiyu said, "During the morning lessons."

However, at that time he was in cat form, and the monks in the hall were all focused on their morning prayers, so no one noticed him.

After answering Jinglian's question, Jiang Xiyu's expression showed a hint of anxiety.

He asked, "Master Jinglian, where is the Dharma Master?"

"I've been waiting in the meditation room all day, but I haven't seen the Dharma Master. Master Jinglian, do you know where he went?"

Jinglian saw through his worries, remained silent for a moment, and then sighed, "Not long after you left, the monk entered the Buddhist cave to cultivate."

It was probably shortly after the Buddhist disciple spoke with the cat demon using prayer beads that he entered the Buddhist cave.

Jiang Xiyu didn't know why Shijia entered the Buddhist cave to cultivate, but he breathed a slight sigh of relief after learning of his whereabouts.

As long as the person is alive, that's all that matters.

Jiang Xiyu thought for a moment and then asked, "Has the mage's magic power been restored?"

After so much time, it should have recovered by now.

Ke Jinglian looked at him and said only, "I am unaware of this matter."

When a monk enters a Buddhist cave to cultivate, he is not allowed to be disturbed by anyone. Therefore, after so much time has passed, Jinglian does not know whether his magical powers have been restored.

However, he had a vague feeling that the Buddha's power had not yet been restored.

Jinglian remained silent for a long time, then suddenly looked at Jiang Xiyu and asked, "Little cat demon, do you want to see the Buddha's disciple?"

Jiang Xiyu paused for a moment, then nodded honestly. Then, as if remembering something, she smiled and replied, "However, the Master is currently cultivating, so I won't disturb him."

After saying this, he glanced at the meditation room and said softly, "I'll stay here and wait for the monk to come out."

After listening, Jinglian seemed to have made a major decision. He said, "If you want to see the Buddha's disciple, I can take you to the Buddha Cave."

Jiang Xiyu didn't understand why he said that. He carefully examined Jinglian and felt that Jinglian's expression seemed to really want him to go.

Jiang Xiyu hesitated for a moment, wondering if something had happened to Shijia.

He thought for a moment, then hesitated and said, "Won't this disturb the monk?"

Jinglian shook her head and said only, "If a Buddhist disciple's cultivation is blocked, perhaps you can assist him from the sidelines."

That's a statement that leaves no room for criticism.

Jiang Xiyu thought about it for a while and realized she really wanted to see him, so she agreed.

"Then it's all your fault."

As soon as Jiang Xiyu finished speaking, Jinglian raised her hand and lightly flicked her sleeve, and in an instant, the surrounding environment changed.

The next moment, Jiang Xiyu and he appeared at the entrance of the Buddhist cave.

The surroundings were quiet, with only the sound of the wind swirling around, like the chanting of Buddhist scriptures.

The golden rays of the setting sun slanted across the stupa in the Buddhist cave, as if bathing it in Buddha's light, making it incomparably magnificent and sacred.

Jinglian stopped there, picked up a leaf and imbued it with spirit, saying, "The Buddha's disciple is inside. Go in, and it will guide you."

Jiang Xiyu glanced at the golden leaf in his palm and nodded.

Jinglian raised her hand, and the leaves immediately fluttered up and drifted towards the Buddhist cave.

Jiang Xiyu followed it in.

Only after his figure disappeared into the dimness of the Buddhist cave did Jinglian let out a deep sigh.

He didn't know if doing this would help the Buddhist disciple.

He only hoped that when the Buddhist disciple met this person, he would no longer be saddened by their separation.

……

The Buddhist cave is quiet and dark inside, containing many caves such as meditation caves and Nirvana caves. Without guidance, visitors would surely get lost. In addition, the angry eyes of the gods and Buddhas on the murals give people a sense of awe and reverence that they dare not offend.

The golden light of the leaves illuminated the path ahead. Jiang Xiyu followed it through countless caves until the light ahead began to brighten slightly. The leaves paused, flashed for a moment, and then faded and fell.

Jiang Xiyu guessed that he might have already arrived at the Zen cave where Shijia was.

He then walked alone toward the Zen cave, his steps very light.

He dared not call out rashly, for fear of disturbing Shiga, so he kept all the noise very low.

At the end of the road, the cave suddenly opens up.

A ray of sunlight spread down from the top, illuminating the surrounding murals and making them appear as if ten thousand Buddhas were present.

The Buddhas were in various poses, all looking down as if gazing at the visitors.

Jiang Xiyu paused, clasped his hands in prayer, and as he lowered his eyes, he saw the person sitting cross-legged in the center of the meditation cave.

He sat alone on a lotus platform, bathed in the glow of the sunset. His face was as serene and cold as the moon reflected in an ancient pool. Behind him were murals of bizarre beauty, and he sat quietly within them, eyes closed and mind focused, without sorrow or joy, as if cast from crystal, pure and solemn.

Jiang Xiyu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously held her breath, afraid that even breathing would disturb something. Involuntarily, she felt a sense of reverence for Shiga, who seemed to be shrouded in Buddha's light.

That one glance made him stand there for a long time, until half of his body went numb.

A tingling, itchy sensation spread through Jiang Xiyu's limbs, and he couldn't help but move slightly.

Suddenly, whether it was because his gaze was too intense, or because his movements were too loud...

The person on the lotus platform suddenly opened their eyes slowly.

His silhouette was shrouded in the shimmering light, and his raised eyes seemed to hold both compassion and indifference.

He looked in the direction of Jiang Xiyu, his eyes calm, his brows furrowed.

When Jiang Xiyu felt his cold gaze linger on her, she instinctively stiffened.

He didn't know if he had disturbed him, so he had no choice but to look up, only to be met with eyes as still as a god's.

Through the soft, hazy light, the two gazed at each other silently.

Shiga stared at him, his gaze unwavering, as if he were in a meditative state.

After an unknown amount of time, the light on the Buddha statue inside the Zen cave slowly moved, and as it moved, the final reflection of the light and shadow perfectly illuminated Jiang Xiyu.

He stood quietly in the light and shadow reflected from the Buddha, his long silver hair swaying as if there was no wind. Gradually, a bewitching and radiant face appeared, like a dream.

Shiga stared at him, his gaze never leaving him.

When Shiga saw his face clearly, his pupils seemed to tremble for a moment, but he remained silent.

The Zen cave remained silent for a long time, so long that Jiang Xiyu thought Shijia had not seen him.

His figure shifted.

The next moment, as if afraid that he would leave, the person on the lotus platform finally spoke without expression.

"You came."

The voice was soft and ethereal, like an indescribable whisper.