Chapter 49 No Need for Help

  Huiling felt that she was really unfilial, and her master's situation had to be learned from someone else's mouth: "Master, have you really not come out for so many years?"

  Fu Chuan nodded affirmatively, "Yes, it's been exactly ten years. I won't lie, I asked some people and they don't know either why the Grandmaster hasn't been seen for ten years. Some say he was ill, some say..." Fu Chuan paused for a moment, glanced at Hui Ling before continuing, "Some say he has already passed away."

  Huiling heard the two words "Yuánjì" and tears fell, "It must be because of me that Master is so heartbroken." Huiling felt unfilial and guilty for harming his master, so he was filled with remorse.

  Huiling looked at Fu Chuan and asked, "If Master passes away, Fahua Temple can't not release the news. You should know that Fahua Temple's status in the Buddhist world is unmatched by any other temple. If Master passes away, it's impossible not to notify other temples."

  Fuhe felt that this was the key to the problem, "So I think it's very strange, your master is the most prestigious in this industry, if he really passed away, there's nothing wrong with telling outsiders, just release a news and it's done, no need to hide for ten years without seeing anyone, and claim to be in retreat or sick."

  Fujiang found it strange and felt that everything was unreasonable. "I think you should go back and see what happened to your master."

  Huiling didn't want to go back, even if he had nothing to do with Fahua Temple now. He could still go back to see Yan Yidashi for personal reasons, but how would he face the strange gazes in the temple after going back?

  "Do you think I don't want to go back?" Huiling asked Fu Chuan, "But what reason do I have to go back now? It's been so many years, Master has treated me very well."

  Huiling told Fu Chuan that all these years, he was able to survive outside because of the support of Master Ranyi. After leaving Fahua Temple, Master Ranyi did not want him to starve on the streets, so he gave him a bank card and deposited some money into it every month.

  Fu Xiang asked strangely: "Your master sends you money every month, why haven't you come out to meet people for so many years? Don't you think this is even more suspicious?"

  Huiling nodded, he also felt strange. "I also feel strange, since someone said that the master had passed away or was in retreat, then who would have been sending me money on my card all these years?"

  Fu Chuan also found it strange, could it be a ghost?

  Huiling looked at Fu Chuan and asked him: "Now that this matter is settled, I hope you can help me investigate the Fahua Temple and my master's affairs."

  Fuhe didn't want to agree at first, but since Master Yideng had a good relationship with the Fu family, Fuhe finally agreed to Hui Ling.

  For the time being, let's bid farewell to Ran Yifashi. Fu Chuan brought the topic back to the Jiahe Building. He asked Huiling if he could strengthen the Buddha light outside the building, as he felt that the Buddha light was about to be broken through by Hua Zi.

  "Strengthening is not impossible, but I need a lot of things. If you can find them, I can help you," said Hui Ling.

  "What do you need?"

  Huiling listed some things, among which the most crucial one was the blood of the divine beast. Fu Chuan asked, "Isn't the blood of the divine beast something that can't be easily found?"

  Huiling certainly knew it wasn't easy to find, but Fu Chuan still had to go and find her. "You don't have a way to eliminate Huajie yet, so you can only trap her for now."

  Fuhe nodded, but he still hadn't thought of a way to eliminate Huazhi, so for now, he could only trap her. However, Huazhi's powers were too strong, and in just a few days, she would break through the Buddhist light. If she really broke through that layer of light, everyone would likely be doomed.

  As soon as Fu Chuan thought of these annoying things, he felt a sharp pain in his chest and spat out a mouthful of black blood. The blood had already turned black, and Fu Chuan felt that his body could no longer withstand it, he had to rest now.

  He didn't look like he was going to die after all, so he drank the bitter medicine in Huiling's hand. Huiling smiled and said, "Who says you're not afraid of death?"

  Fu Chuan disagreed and teased: "Everyone is afraid of death."

  Huiling seemed to be inspired, and he told Fuyuan about the things between him and Qing'er. He told Fuyuan that in all these years, he had never wronged anyone, but there were two exceptions: his master was the first, who had been very good to him, so when he left Fahua Temple back then, Huiling felt most guilty towards this master; and the second one was Qing'er.

  "What did you do during those years when you lost him?"

  Fu Chuan remembered asking Huiling before, and Huiling said she was very bad. Fu Chuan wondered how bad she could be.

  "If you lose your junior sister, will you become self-abandoned and give up on yourself?"

  "Of course I will, I think I won't be able to survive either."

  "That's how I was back then."

  Huiling told Fu Chuan that after he lost Qing'er those years, he didn't want to live anymore, but he didn't have the courage to commit suicide. So during those years, he indulged in self-destruction, drinking until he vomited blood, not eating or drinking, only drinking wine, and almost died, but was rescued.

  The one who saved him was Li Baobao. "I still remember when I passed out in front of the Furong Building, it was your junior sister who saved me."

  "In the end, she dumped you and gave you to me." Fu Chuan said angrily.

  At that time, Huiling got drunk and fell outside the Furong Building. Li Baobao happened to pass by, but it was her business. As a result, Li Baobao said that there were only women in the Furong Building and couldn't take in men, so she gave Fuchuan several hundred yuan and threw Huiling to Fuchuan. As a result, Fuchuan let Huiling live in the Bao Fa Building for many years.

  "Is there any way you can help me?" Hui Ling finally got to the point.

  "Don't even think about it!" Fu Chuan would never do something that goes against the heavens and changes one's fate, but Hui Ling was very insistent. He begged: "Even if I have to use my own life in exchange for her rebirth, I am willing."

  "If she were reborn, would you still leave?" Fu Chuan got angry, such things can't be done, and doing so would also shorten one's own lifespan.

  Huiling said: "I know you must have a way."

  "Yes, I have a way, but I don't have a way to help you. If this thing is done, I also don't know what the consequences will be."

  Fu Xiang knew what was on Huiling's mind, and he wouldn't help him. Even if Huiling knelt down in front of him until death, he still wouldn't help Huiling.

  Fuhe told Huiling that there was once a fellow practitioner who used a method to revive his deceased wife, but the outcome was very tragic.

  Fu Chuan didn't tell Hui Ling what a miserable law it was, but some things don't need to be explained, and Hui Ling should have understood Fu Chuan's meaning.

  "I don't want her to leave me." Huiling said painfully, no longer with the demeanor of a high monk.

  Fu Xiang let out a silent sigh and said, "The paths of humans and ghosts are different. It's better to send her off to be reincarnated as soon as possible. Perhaps in the next life, you'll have another chance to meet, love, and be together."

  Hui Ling shook her head and said: "I have never lived a clear life in this lifetime, I don't expect the next one at all."

  Fujiang felt that there was nothing he could say to Huiling, who had now completely fallen into his own world. Everything would have to wait until he figured things out for himself; no one else could help him.

  Fukawa's words made Hui Ling's heart feel unknown thoughts, and later he sat in Fukawa's bedroom, Fukawa asked him if he wasn't going back.

  Huiling said she didn't know what to say when she went up to see Qing'er, maybe he already regretted saving Qing'er, "Am I too weak?"

  Fuhe didn't say a word, he had already started meditating. He closed his eyes and said: "It's up to you what you think in your heart, I won't allow a ghost to exist in the Treasure Pavilion, so I will take her back later, so cherish the time now."

  Huiling knew that Fu Chuan was ruthless, but he also had no way to see Qing'er. Seeing Qing'er, he didn't know what method could keep her by his side.

  Huiling looked at Fu Chuan and then said: "I just hope you can help me."

  And Erqiu's last words were still "people and ghosts are different paths".

  Huilin left reluctantly, and Fu Chuan let out a long sigh. He knew that some things couldn't be forced, just like how a fellow practitioner in the past had tried to defy heaven and change his fate, only to end up with his family broken and his people dead.

  Fuhe remembered that matter was also from his master's mouth, that fellow Taoist brother because his wife passed away, grieved excessively, finally used the Taoist gate's revival technique to want his wife to come back to life, in the end he succeeded, but also harmed many people to death. However, the final outcome was that his wife came back, but had completely changed from the former virtuous and gentle wife, as if she had become a different person. Only then did he realize that the wife he brought back from the underworld was not his original wife. As a result, this wife killed his mother and son, and also became a monster that was neither human nor demon.

  Fujiang will not use this method to help Huiling, don't even think about it.

  Fuhe lay in bed, his chest still aching, but he didn't forget to call Li Baobao, he missed Li Baobao.

  "What are you doing?" Fu Chuan asked, forcing himself to hold back the pain in his chest so that his voice sounded normal. Li Baobao told him she was just about to go to bed when Fu Chuan's call came through.

  Li Baobao asked him when he would come over, Fu Chuan said it wouldn't be long before he came over, Li Baobao said okay and waited for him.

  "Baby, how long can you wait for Shixiong?" Li Baobao understood what Fu Chuan meant and said: "Ten years or twenty years, I'll wait for you, as long as you come."

  Fujiang felt sweet in his heart, this woman always liked to say what he wanted to hear, but Li Baobao also heard that something was not quite right, she asked: "Is this matter very tricky?"

  "There's one thing, but Brother Shi will handle it," Fu Chuan said to reassure Li Baobao not to worry. However, Li Baobao still felt uneasy in her heart and asked, "Is there anything I can help with?"

  Fu Chuan refused Li Baobao's help, he didn't want Li Baobao to get involved in this matter. If he needed Li Baobao's help, Fu Chuan wouldn't have sent her to the seaside.

  Fujiang said no need, let Li Baobao have a good play at the seaside for a few days, and wait for him to go over.

  After hanging up the phone with Fujiang, he felt tired. Just as he was about to close his eyes and rest, the phone rang again. This time it was Xing Chengtian's call.

  Xing Chengtian's voice on the other end of the phone was quite urgent. He asked Fu Chuan what he was doing now, and whether he still wanted to investigate the Lingti weapon case.

  Fuhe said: "Of course, I'll check again. It's a bit tricky. I'm very tired now. If there's nothing important, he wants to rest first."

  Xing Chengtian let out a sigh and then said: "I want to talk to you about the music box."

  Fu Chuan felt that something was amiss as soon as he heard this, "What do you want to talk to me about?" Fu Chuan actually wanted to hear what Xing Chengtian had to say to him.

  Xing Chengtian told Fu Chuan that the American side is very interested in the music box. The US hopes that after Fu Chuan has dealt with this matter, he can give the music box to the American side for research.

  Fuhe asked Xing Chengtian: "This music box doesn't belong to Americans, why should I give it to them? Moreover, this thing is a disaster for the world, I won't give it to others. When the time comes, I will find a way to destroy what's inside."

  Fu Chuan's words were very tough. He didn't ask others for anything, he just gave. Xing Chengtian finally asked Fu Chuan: "How much money do you want? Don't tell me you don't even want money."

  "Xing Chengtian, I have a lot of money, you know that yourself. In just a year or two, I'll be able to get my hands on it. Do you think I'd care about the little bit of money those Americans are offering me?"

  Fujiang didn't want to discuss this matter with Xing Chengtian, and even if there were Americans, he would just throw the music box into the ocean rather than give it to any American.

  The power of the music box is something that Fu Chuan knows very well, and he also knows not to give it to just anyone, especially those white people who are already up to no good.

  "Fu Chuan, I know you're short of money, but even if the music box is placed in front of you, you still don't know how to deal with it. You might as well hand it over, and I can study it too."

  "I won't give it away. Even if I were to hand this thing over, I would only hand it over to a Chinese person. And I don't plan on handing it over anyway. I will find a suitable way to deal with it."

  Fuhe will not hand over the music box, he has already negotiated with the four ghostly envoys, and when the time comes, he will hand over the music box to the four ghostly envoys, letting them take the music box to the underworld for disposal, and let the things in the music box go where they should go.

  Fu Chuan hung up the phone, and he couldn't sleep either. It's true that if Xing Chengtian hadn't made this call, Fu Chuan would have really forgotten about the music box.

  The resentment in the music box is too heavy, and Fu Chuan actually has no bottom in his heart. Can he let Guichai take the music box to the underworld?

  There are some things that Fu Chuan doesn't want to think about, but his mind is a mess, like a tangled ball of yarn, so he feels that sometimes he needs to calm down.

  When Fu Chuan woke up early in the morning, he felt that something was wrong with Bao Fa Tang. He opened the door and saw three goats standing outside his door with a yin-yang umbrella, and under the umbrella stood Qing Er.

  San Yang suddenly saw Fu Chuan come out, and he immediately smiled all over his face and said to Fu Chuan: "Master, you're awake, aren't you hungry? Breakfast is ready for you."

  Fu Chuan immediately knew that nothing good would come of this when he saw San Yang's diligent appearance, and Qing Er was still standing in the living room of Bao Fa Tang, it must have been San Yang who let him in.

  Fu Chuan didn't even glance at Qing Er, afraid that if he looked at her pitiful appearance again, his heart would soften.

  Just as Fu Chuan sat down to eat, San Yang not only brought out Fu Chuan's breakfast, but also kindly brought a plate of fragrant wax for Qing Er and let her eat slowly.

  Fu Xiang asked, "Do you have any business here?" Huiling didn't look at him, it seemed that Qing'er had come alone. "However, I'll tell you first, Huiling has already asked me to help you reincarnate, but I refused because I couldn't do it. If what you want to say is about this matter, then let's just forget it."

  "Master Fu, I didn't come here to talk about this matter. I just wanted to tell you that Hua Zi has found her grandfather and is being locked up by him on the top floor."

  Fujiang looked at Qing'er and asked, "Are you sure?"

  Qing'er nodded and then said: "This time I came just to ask Master Fu for a favor."

  "What's wrong?"

  Qing'er looked at Fu Chuan and said, "I've stayed in the world for too long. I just wanted to see Huiling one more time, now that I have, my heart's desire is fulfilled. So, I'd like to ask Master Fu to help send my soul to the underworld, whether it's to the 18th level of hell or reborn as a pig or dog, I'm willing to follow Master Fu's decision."

  "Don't you want to be reincarnated as a human?" Fu Chuan asked.

  Qing'er didn't speak, "Who wouldn't want to be reincarnated as a human, but I know I don't have that qualification. I'm a lonely soul and a wild ghost, taken in by the great master Ran Yi of the temple. I don't even know my own name, how could I possibly have the qualifications for reincarnation?"

  Fu Xiang couldn't help but feel a little unbearable, he thought to himself that sometimes he was just too soft-hearted, otherwise he wouldn't have felt the need to help Qing'er as soon as he saw her.

  "Alright, I can help you and let you temporarily stay in the Baofa Building, but after this matter is resolved, I hope you'll make things clear with Huiling. After all, humans and ghosts have different paths, you have your ghostly way, he has his human life, advise him not to get too caught up in it."

  "Ah, thank you, Master Fu."

  Three sheep stood beside the kitchen and thought that their master seemed to have changed his temper, where was he so nice before?

  Fu Xiang saw that Huiling and Qing'er were inseparable, but he couldn't force them to separate either, so he gave them some time to settle things.

  Fu Chuan looked at Qing Er and felt that this woman was actually quite pitiful. Yesterday, he had divined her fortune and found out that she was an orphan, both parents having passed away early on, and to make matters worse, they had died unnatural deaths. As a result, after passing on, there would be no chance for reincarnation or rebirth. Fu Chuan thought that once this matter was settled, he would still hold a Buddhist ritual to personally help Qing Er's spirit ascend, just to see things through to the end.

  Jiahe Building

  Hanako had already caught Mitsui Hiroga, but by this time Mitsui Hiroga was no longer a person, he had long since become what is called an oni.

  "Grandpa, you're 110 years old and still haven't died. Hana is really missing you." Hana stuck Mitsui Hiroya to the wall with green sticky stuff, only leaving a pair of eyes exposed.

  The flower drifted up and down, she looked at Mitsui Hiro's fearful eyes, "Seventy years have passed, I've waited for you for seventy years, Grandpa."