Agarwood (9)

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  "Master!" Mo Zei trembled upon hearing this and asked, "What makes you say that?"

  The lotus monk smiled faintly, "This humble monk is just a lingering spirit outside the cycle of rebirth, not worthy of a golden body. I recall what this humble monk did in the past, and it's not for the glory after nirvana. So, I beg of you, patron, to grant this humble monk's wish."

  Moth cicada couldn't help but feel sad, "Master, I'm sorry, I can't do it! Master may not have entered the six paths of reincarnation yet, but what you did in your lifetime has already made you a Buddha in this world, worthy of a golden body and incense!"

  The lotus monk shook his head, "I wish to transform into a lotus flower, with a pure body, blooming and falling in front of the Buddha."

  Lotus monk finished speaking, the sound of wooden fish rose again, his figure faded away from Mochen's eyes. Mochen couldn't help but whisper, "Master! Don't be like this."

  A pure white figure faded away into the distance, unable to see her eyebrows and eyes, but from afar she seemed like a white lotus under the moonlight.

  Mò Tiān understood that Lián Huā Sēng had already made up his mind. Even if he didn't put it in her hands, with his cultivation, he would still have the ability to personally destroy the golden body inside the Lián Huā Temple——but Mò Tiān didn't want this. Chén Xiāng's death wasn't Lián Huā Sēng's fault, yet Lián Huā Sēng was willing to take on this blame himself.

  The cicada doesn't want to be like this anymore.

  She clutched the agarwood pendant in her palm, and suddenly a plan occurred to her mind. "Master, listen to me, I have an idea! It can redeem your guilt and also let Chen Xiang leave with peace of mind!"

  The lotus monk paused for a moment, his gaze stretching out long and far, like the moonlight.

  Mò zhān took a deep breath, raised the censer in his hand, "The censer is carved with your dharma form, and this censer itself is made of the best agarwood - let's burn it. Let your dharma body, together with the wonderful effect of agarwood, protect Chen Xiang on her way to the west - protect her from entering the cycle early and suffering."

  "This is in line with your great kindness and compassion, and it can also thoroughly sever the fateful connection between you and the Chen family. From now on, all grudges will be cut off, leaving only the lingering fragrance that never disperses... How about it?"

  The night is dark and mysterious, the moon's shadow is hazy.

  Lotus monk remained silent for a long time. However, Mo Xian faintly saw that there seemed to be a drop of clear tears falling down along his pure white robe. The glass light was crystal clear.

  "Tan Yue, I have condensed a lifetime of cultivation into this incense pendant, wanting to leave it for you as a token of gratitude. Therefore..." Lotus Flower Monk hesitated.

  Mò Tiān chuckled and shook her head lightly, "Master, I understand. But it's unnecessary."

  Lotus monk frowned, "Tan Yue, you have great calamity."

  Moth Cicada's heart skipped a beat, but she immediately shook her head and smiled, "Master, I know. If I can have Master's Xianghuang pendant to protect me, it would be my good fortune; but even if I didn't have this Xianghuang pendant, I wouldn't be afraid."

  If there's a great calamity, how can she not be afraid? But in her mind, like the moonlight, Mo Xie's figure emerged - and she was truly no longer afraid.

  Chen Xiang was good, but she believed in Mo Ye more.

  On the day Chen Xiang's body was cremated, Mo Zhen also threw the sinking incense pendant into the fire. The flames danced and swayed, but suddenly a faint fragrance wafted through the air. Everyone who smelled it was shocked, even the funeral home workers were surprised, saying that this was something they had never encountered before.

  Lao Chen heard the fragrance and shed tears, knowing it was the top-grade Qinan Xiang's fragrance; in the past, only the royal family had the privilege of using it for heavenly worship and funerals. This magical Qinan Xiang, which has the effect of summoning souls, will escort the deceased all the way, avoiding the dangers on the road to the Yellow Spring, and reach the other side of the River of Forgetfulness, ascending to the Heavenly Realm.

  The cicada was in this faint fragrance, and heard the sound of the wooden fish ringing by its ear.

  As I walked out of the crematorium, I heard someone say that outside the crematorium there was a dead water ditch, and today it was strangely filled with a pool of white lotus flowers.

  Moth cicada turned her head to look back, ten miles of lotus flowers. Moth cicada smiled with tears in her eyes, "Master, Chen Xiang, you two have a good journey. May the fragrance fill the road, and may we meet again by fate."

  Chen Xiang's body was cremated after Chen Xiang fell from the building case was also solved.

  Guan Que followed the guidance of Mo Ze and led his colleagues to find Chen Xiang's own handprint on the outer wall of the hotel window.

  Meng said, "Guan brother, I believe you have a way to calculate from Chen Xiang's handprint how much strength she used at the time; then compare it with the impact force when she fell to the ground. If the two values are equal, can't we prove that Chen Xiang really lost her footing and fell down?"

  Everything turned out as predicted by Mo Xian, and the investigation results confirmed that Chen Xiang had jumped off the building herself.

  Together, the bizarre falling case, no one thought it would end like this and be settled. Fortunately, the police had tightly calculated data, put out enough to make everyone shut up.

  Just then, Guan Que was still puzzled and kept asking Mu Yan, "We never thought that the deceased would leave their own handprint on the outer wall. So, Mu Yan, how did you know about it?"

  Mantou could only pinch his waist and frown, "Guan brother, you're not keeping your word! As a seven-foot-tall man, how can you be so wishy-washy?"

  "If you ask again, Brother Guan, I can only tell you: it was Xunxiang Zhui who told me. Do you want to go and verify with Xunxiang Zhui?"

  "What's happened to that Agarwood pendant?" Guan Que picked up another jug.

  Misty cicada raised an eyebrow and sneered, "That Xiangzhu pendant is Chen Xiang's personal item, of course I want it to leave with Chen Xiang. What's wrong, Big Brother? Don't tell me that a dignified police officer like you would actually covet the private belongings of the deceased?"

  Guan Que's face turned gray, "I don't have! However, Mo Yan, how did you know all this?"...

  Chen Xiang's case has been settled, and Jiang Yuanfeng also saw the news from the media. He stood in the corridor outside the classroom of Moxi, looking at the empty seat.

  In the past, every time he walked past Mianjuan's classroom, he would secretly take a peek at Mianjuan sitting in her seat. Sometimes she was concentrating on class or doing homework, and all he could see from afar was the curve of her back, but it was enough to make him secretly sweet for the whole day.

  Later, as their relationship gradually became public, he would occasionally come over during evening self-study sessions to sit together with Mianmian... That was his warmest memory.

  But now, the classroom and seat are still unchanged, but Meng Yan has not appeared in the campus for many days.

  The campus, once a small world where they knew and protected each other, separated from the big outside world - but now, has it become an empty city that he alone guards?

  What is it that's attracting her outside? Who is making her happy and forget about returning home? Even though the courses in senior year are not as intense, she seems to have left her heart more and more on the outside... Is his attraction to her gradually loosening, and will eventually disappear?

  He furrowed his brow, and finally pressed the send button on his phone, sending a text message to Mo Cui: "Xiao Cui, since Chen Xiang's case has been settled, bring that person to see me as we previously discussed."

  "It's set for tomorrow night. We can't wait."

  Meng Chuan received a text message and was slightly startled.

  How should she introduce Mo Xie to Jiang Yuanfeng? And with Jiang Yuanfeng's intelligence, would he be able to see that Mo Xie is not human?

  These two days are just the beginning of the month, and the moonlight in the sky is only a thin crescent. Mo Xie had said that at this time, the wolf tribe would be most anxious and uneasy. Would they meet face to face at this time, and would Mo Xie have a head-on confrontation with Jiang Yuanfeng?

  Mo Ze didn't quite catch what Hu Mengdie said.

  Hu Mengdie put down the ice cream and looked at Mo Ze with a pout, "Mo Ze, are you listening to me or not?"

  "Ah? Little butterfly, what are you saying? Say it again."

  Hu Mengdie's face turned red as she lowered her head, "I'm saying... I like Mo Yan. Mochen, since Mo Yan is your younger brother, help me out!"

  It was actually expected, and Mochen had long understood the affection in Hu Mengdie's eyes for Mo Yan. However, when she suddenly heard Hu Mengdie say it out loud, Mochen was still slightly startled and didn't know how to respond.

  She awkwardly took two bites of her ice cream before saying, "Hey, didn't you see that kid's temper? He's not the kind of person who would listen to me."

  Hu Mengdie pouted and said, "Mozhen, are you not willing to help me? You also said he wouldn't listen to you? - I think, he would only listen to you alone."

  "Perhaps you don't even realize that when you talk to him, he's so tall and yet he always slightly bends his waist and leans in to listen carefully, as if afraid of missing something. Even when he disagrees with what you say, he just wrinkles his nose and doesn't say anything, but later on he still does what you said."

  "......Is there?"

  "Of course!" Hu Mengdie warmly squeezed over, "If I wasn't sure he'd listen to you, why would I let you help me? Good Mianjuan, you're my own sister, if you don't help me, who will?"

  Misty cicada couldn't argue anymore, and then saw Hu Mengdie's wrist with that diamond-studded cuff... Misty cicada could only nod, "Okay."

  "One sheep, two sheep, three sheep..."

  Misty cicada couldn't sleep at night, so she counted sheep. But as she was counting, she herself suddenly let out a "heh" of laughter.

  In the night, a faint sighing sound emerged like moonlight, "How can someone count sheep and still laugh?"

  Moxi heard and suddenly opened her eyes, sitting up abruptly. Sure enough, she saw Moye sitting on the chair by the wall, his long legs crossed, and she smiled as if she had gotten what she wanted, "I knew you'd come!"

  Who made him say that as long as she was worried or fearful, he would be involuntarily summoned.

  She deliberately gave herself a hard time tonight, worrying with all her might - as if doing an experiment to see if she could summon him.

  He came as expected.

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