PFC Chapter 332 The Cold and Pure Human Buddha Child VS The Adorable and Devoted Demon Cat Emperor [8]
Chapter 332 The Cold and Pure Human Buddha Child VS The Adorable and Devoted Demon Cat Emperor [8]
Chapter 332 The Aloof and Holy Human Buddha Child VS The Adorable and Devoted Demon Cat Emperor [8]
Her full head of white hair cascaded down like snowflakes, like the sun shining on a golden mountain, with the ends tinged with the twilight glow of the evening sky.
His cat ears also peeked out from his hair uncontrollably. He wore a magnificent black robe with intricate gold thread patterns, which made his face appear even more pure and white as fresh snow. His eyebrows and eyes, as lively as animals, seemed to emerge from the snow, and every curve seemed to be adorned with a seductive red.
Because of his white hair and expressionless face, he seemed indifferent and world-weary. This sharpened his features, with his straight nose and thin lips, creating an androgynous and extremely alluring beauty.
Especially when those golden pupils opened, for a moment, a Buddhist seal flashed across them, and when they suddenly stood up, they were incredibly sharp, as if they could suck in a person's soul.
Only the elders and Jinglian, who had higher cultivation levels, could clearly see Jiang Xiyu's transformed form within the halo of light; the other monks could only vaguely glimpse a slender figure.
"This...this cat has transformed into human form."
The elders, unaware of the situation, assumed that he had only transformed into human form through these merits, while the other monks were speechless with astonishment upon hearing this.
Jinglian wasn't surprised. After all, with so much merit poured in, transformation was just the most basic step. More importantly, the cat's cultivation was constantly improving with the help of the merit, and even Buddhist seals could appear in its pupils.
Jinglian boasted that she had followed Shijia for a hundred years and had never seen such a strange thing.
He looked at Jiang Xiyu with some suspicion, wondering if the cat was also about to achieve its goal.
This question was only raised for a moment before Jinglian suppressed it.
The most important thing right now is to check on the condition of the Buddhist disciple.
However, since Jiang Xiyu and Shijia had not broken off their connection, no one dared to rush forward.
Only when the golden light in the shrine dimmed again and the golden threads of merit broke and dissipated did Shiga's aura finally calm down and stabilize.
Jiang Xiyu's pupils shifted slightly before she lowered her gaze to her hand, which had revealed a human form.
Before he could even think, the overwhelming influx of merit caused Jiang Xiyu's eyelids to close uncontrollably, and he became drowsy as if he were fainting.
However, just before closing his eyes, Jiang Xiyu transformed back into his original form.
But the moment he closed his eyes, Shiga suddenly opened them.
Jinglian couldn't help but exclaim with delight, "Buddha's disciple!"
Shiga raised his eyes, glanced at him without any emotion, and then looked at Jiang Xiyu's curled-up body in the air.
He remained silent for a while, then slowly reached out his hand, and Jiang Xiyu's body floated lightly onto his palm.
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After thanking the monks, Shiga took Jiang Xiyu back to his meditation room.
Originally, Shijia thought that these merits would be too much for Jiang Xiyu to bear, but when he touched Jiang Xiyu's forehead with his slender fingertips, he found that Jiang Xiyu's body was full of power and there was no abnormality.
Seeing this, Marquis Jinglian asked, "Buddha's disciple, what's wrong with this cat... no, how is he?"
Shiga withdrew his hand and said calmly, "It's nothing."
Jinglian hesitated and said, "Then he looks like he's fainted."
Shiga glanced at him, as if he understood his question, and replied calmly, "She's just asleep."
Jinglian was relieved and then told Shijia the whole story of what had happened that day.
Shiga's expression remained unchanged as he gently twirled the prayer beads between his fingertips.
His fingertips paused for a moment when he heard Jinglian say that the cat was destined for him.
He neither agreed nor disagreed, but simply dismissed Jinglian.
After Jinglian left, Shijia sat down cross-legged in front of the table.
The meditation room was quiet and peaceful, with the fragrance of incense wafting through the air.
The scriptures he recited transformed into a gentle and invisible force that enveloped Jiang Xiyu.
Jiang Xiyu moved her head slightly, and gradually, she slept more and more peacefully on the futon.
Jiang Xiyu continued chanting the sutra repeatedly until the seventh day, when he finally awoke from his deep sleep.
He slept for seven whole days, completely oblivious to the passage of time.
When Jiang Xiyu woke up, she was still groggy and thought she was in the demon realm. She subconsciously asked for some water.
What came out of the cat's mouth was no longer a meow, but a man's slightly hoarse voice.
The sound caused the chanting of sutras in the meditation room to suddenly cease.
Shiga closed his book, looked at him quietly for a long time, and then brought him a cup of water.
However, Jiang Xiyu is now a cat, so Shiga has to hold his head with one hand and feed him with the other.
When Jiang Xiyu tasted the sweetness of the clear water on his tongue, he began to lick it greedily.
The pink tip of her tongue, like a flower petal, gently touched the water in the cup.
This is like a cub licking its paws, making drinking water seem like an exceptionally long process.
Shiga waited patiently for him to finish drinking, and was just about to lower his hand from supporting his head when...
Jiang Xiyu felt the warmth on her cheek and instinctively nuzzled against it in a way that seemed to please her.
The senses on the sides of her face are very sensitive. If someone gently strokes her face, Jiang Xiyu will make a gurgling sound in comfort.
Shiga stared intently at his shuffling movements, a rare hint of confusion flashing in his eyes.
He had never owned a kitten before, so he naturally didn't know that Jiang Xiyu's behavior was simply a way of hoping that he would pet him more, and preferably scratch his itch.
Shiga lowered his eyes, but remained unmoved, stretching out his hand and tolerantly letting him rub against him.
This is the scene that Jinglian saw when she entered.
He had been by Shiga's side for so long that he had lost count of how many years it had been.
The suffering of the world has numbed the Buddhist disciple, so he treats everything the same. But this moment of obvious tolerance and compassion, even if it is only fleeting, is still unsettling.
It was as if I had returned to the beginning, back to when the Buddha had just entered the human world. At that time, Shika was gentle and calm. Although there was a hint of coolness around him, he was not as cold as he is now.
Indeed, cats are just so lovable.
In fact, Jinglian also really liked this little thing when she first saw it in the Buddhist cave.
However, when he saw the cat transform into a human, even into a man, Jinglian felt inexplicably awkward whenever she couldn't resist touching the cat's head.
If it's a cat that hasn't transformed into human form, then petting it is perfectly fine.
But this cat has touched people's hearts, so if one were to touch it rashly, it would be equivalent to what people call indecent assault.
The cat rubbing its face against Shiga's palm was equivalent to the man using his face to be affectionate with Shiga.
Upon thinking this, Jinglian quickly uttered "Amitabha" in her heart.
When she saw the cat trying to lick the water droplets on Shiga's fingertips with its tongue, Jinglian quickly and sternly stopped it, saying, "No!"
Upon hearing this, Shiga turned his head and looked over. His cool gaze held a calm yet rare hint of confusion.