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

Seeing Jiang Xiyu troubled by this, Jinglian sighed and said, "There is an unbreakable karmic bond between you and the Buddha. Perhaps this is the destiny between you two, or perhaps this is the practice that the Buddha bestowed."

“You don’t need to overthink it, nor should you belittle yourself. The Buddha is now a mortal, so it’s understandable that he would act this way…”

"Besides, although you are a demon, you have a deep affinity with Buddhism. This alone proves that you are kind-hearted. Otherwise, Buddha would not have accepted you, and Buddhist disciples would not have treated you well..."

Jinglian paused, leaving the rest of her words unsaid.

Looking at Jiang Xiyu, he suddenly sighed: Fate brings us together. If the Buddhist disciple hadn't met you, it would have been fine. But he just happened to meet you and felt pity for you.

If there were no preordained connection, how could we have this destiny today?

If there is a preordained connection, then your appearance is by no means accidental.

After all, no red thread in this world will ever be tied in the wrong place.

Everything has its own destiny, regardless of whether it's gathering or parting, right or wrong.

The path to Buddhahood for a Buddhist disciple is one without worldly suffering. Perhaps your appearance is meant to teach this disciple the ways of the world. If he understands, he will naturally turn away; if he does not understand, he will be entangled in many more lifetimes of delusion.

But alas, the more one clings to something, the more futile it becomes.

For this so-called fleeting connection, they locked each other together, their eyes brimming with tears, unaware that the arising and ceasing of this connection would ultimately lead to nothingness.

Jinglian said, "Little cat demon, all comings and goings are the best arrangements."

At first, he tried every means to persuade the Buddhist disciple to let go of his feelings for him, but these feelings only grew stronger...

Buddhist teachings often state that one should not interfere with the cause and effect of others.

In fact, his advice to the Buddhist disciple was already a form of interference. Jinglian suddenly recalled whether he had interfered when he was guiding infatuated lovers in the mortal realm.

not at all.

He did not interfere with the original cause and effect of sentient beings, but rather released and guided them when the dust settled.

Besides, a Buddhist disciple is different from ordinary people. He is well-versed in Buddhist principles and his mind is as clear as a mirror; perhaps his mind is clearer than anyone else's. Jinglian believes that he will eventually see through this, and rather than trying to persuade him in every way, it is better to let nature take its course.

So he enlightened Jiang Xiyu, saying, "You can try to look at it with your heart. This is not only the practice of a Buddhist disciple, but also yours."

A wisp of fallen leaf drifted by and brushed against my temple.

Jiang Xiyu followed the gaze, and after a long while, his chest heaved slightly.

Look with your heart?

After discovering that Shiga had fallen for him.

He was surprised, at a loss, felt a flutter in his heart, and also experienced a moment of joy.

However, after these emotions subsided, what surged into Jiang Xiyu's heart was a sudden, inexplicable sadness.

He felt sad and guilty.

Because of him, Shiga was plagued by demonic possession and could not regain his magical powers.

In fact, if anyone were treated this way, he would understand the other person's feelings.

But that person happened to be Shiga. Before this, Jiang Xiyu had always taken Shiga's kindness to him as his compassion for the common people.

It is out of compassion that I treat him this way.

But now, everything tells him that all the kindness Shiga showed him did not stem from so-called compassion, but from worldly affection. Knowing this, how could he remain unmoved and interact with him naturally as before?

Jiang Xiyu wanted to say something, but when the words reached her lips, she didn't know how to say them.

Jinglian said helplessly, "Just do as you please."

Jiang Xiyu took a deep breath and after a long while said, "But if I continue to stay by the Master's side, it will affect him."

Jinglian shook her head and immediately retorted, "No, don't have such thoughts."

Your departure is the real impact.

Jiang Xiyu looked hesitant when she saw his rejection.

Jinglian couldn't bear to see Shijia fall into deep thought again, so after thinking for a moment, her expression suddenly became solemn.

He said, "Little cat demon, I have a favor to ask."

Jiang Xiyu paused for a moment, then nodded and said, "Go ahead."

Jinglian lowered her head slightly and said, "Since things have come to this, then please assist the Buddhist disciple in his cultivation."

"Me?" Jiang Xiyu asked, somewhat puzzled. "How could I possibly assist a monk in his cultivation?"

Now, it's a good thing that he's not ruining his cultivation.

Jinglian only said something ambiguous.

He said, “You don’t need to do anything. You just need to stay in the temple like this.”

Stay at Cibei Temple and accompany the Buddhist disciple so that he may have fewer delusions.

"Once the Buddhist disciple sees through this, he will surely return to the true path of Buddhism. And you, with the guidance of the Buddhist disciple, may one day also be able to escape the sea of ​​suffering in the mortal world and enter the realm of Buddhism to cultivate."

For a moment, Jinglian forgot what Shijia had said; he was unwilling.

After he finished speaking, he realized that the person in front of him was unwilling to actually enter the Buddhist order.

After thinking for a moment, he looked at Jiang Xiyu and continued, "Little cat demon, I have a question for you."

Jiang Xiyu hummed in response without giving it much thought.

But Jinglian opened her mouth, yet for some reason, she couldn't bring herself to ask the question.

Jiang Xiyu waited patiently for a while, and seeing his complicated expression, she took the initiative to say, "What's wrong? Master Jinglian, just ask whatever you want to ask."

Jinglian remained silent for a long time, chanted "Amitabha Buddha," and finally asked, "Little cat demon, tell me the truth, do you have even a trace of... affection for the Buddhist disciple?"

"Is your treatment of him the same as his treatment of you...?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiyu understood almost immediately.

Suddenly, my heartbeat seemed to stop for a moment, and then it started beating abnormally again.

He did not answer Jinglianhua immediately, but lowered his eyes slightly, as if lost in thought.

He couldn't explain it, but whenever he thought of Shiga, he felt that all his worries could be soothed by him. And being by Shiga's side was a very reassuring feeling for Jiang Xiyu, a reassurance that was beyond words.

He felt that he wasn't entirely without anything.

However... there are some people or things between the two.

Therefore, Jiang Xiyu suppressed those uncertain thoughts with reason.

Now that Jinglian is asking him a question, his reason has once again prevailed.

Jiang Xiyu suppressed the turmoil in her heart, and when she looked up, her eyes were full of piety and sincerity.

His tone was earnest, yet his answer was irrelevant, saying only, "The Master saved my life at the gate of cultivation, then brought me into the temple, guided me in cultivation, and after I went to the human realm, he took good care of me. I respect and believe in the Master, and I would never dare to have any other thoughts..."

If it were before, he would have...

Keshika was a Buddhist disciple who had transcended the four elements. He seemed to be free from the seven emotions and six desires of ordinary people. His character was as pure and elegant as a lotus flower. He was without desires, without joy or sorrow, like a lotus statue, untouched by the mortal world.

Jiang Xiyu couldn't see through him. Even though the two had had intimate contact, Shijia's aloof attitude prevented Jiang Xiyu from having any further fantasies.

He felt that, in Shiga's eyes, all living beings were like grass and trees. And everything he did was out of compassion.

Therefore, Jiang Xiyu did not allow himself to think in that direction. He even felt that most of the time, Shiga treated him as a little spirit pet, just like Buddha kept some eagles and Bodhisattva kept some little black bears.

Until, belatedly, he realized...

Thus, everything from the past was incorporated into the tumultuous thought that 'Shiga likes him'.

After listening, Jinglian asked again uncertainly, "Do you really have absolutely no feelings for the Buddhist disciple...?"

Since things have come to this point, and since the little cat demon has already guessed everything, Jinglian also wants to ask.

Although he didn't understand love and relationships very well, he knew that mutual affection was always better than unrequited love.

He carefully observed Jiang Xiyu's expression.

Perhaps even Jiang Xiyu didn't realize that he could have simply said that he had no feelings for Shijia in order to convince Jinglian, but when it came time to answer, he subconsciously paused.

In that instant, Jinglian understood.

Even though Jiang Xiyu shook his head in denial, he couldn't deny his own subconscious reaction.

However, before he could even lament on behalf of the Buddhist disciples that this spiritual practice was not just wishful thinking and suffering, he realized that true spiritual practice was not merely a one-sided ordeal.

Jiang Xiyu's next words completely stunned him.

“Master Jinglian, actually I… am already married.”