Chapter 65: The Monk's Shame

  Monk's blush

  Although he felt uneasy, the monk gritted his teeth and opened the kitchen door. He pretended to be fearless, thinking: "I've been traveling the world for many years, what big waves haven't I seen? Afraid of you, a small Wang family's mansion?" He encouraged himself, laughing and saying: "Oh, the female donor is kind, the poor monk is grateful, Amitabha, good, good."

  The woman in white turned around, and the foolish monk saw that it was a delicate and elegant face with a dignified expression. The woman's black hair flowed freely, her plain clothes wrapped tightly around her body, making her look extraordinary and refined. She smiled and said: "Master is too polite, I've long heard of your great reputation, and today I see that you are indeed not ordinary. I wonder if Master accepts female disciples? I am willing to practice Zen with Master."

  The foolish monk's eyebrows spread out, revealing a smile. He thought to himself: "I've been scaring myself for nothing, this is just a kind-hearted donor." So he made a single-handed gesture and said: "Excellent, excellent! If the female donor wishes to take refuge in Buddhism, that's a good thing. But I'm just an unpolished monk who cultivates my heart but not my words, how could I possibly accept disciples? Forgive me, dear donor, Amitabha."

  The woman in white laughed and said: "Wild monk, wild monk is good, wild monk is empty everywhere, no need to be bound by the rules of the Qing dynasty. Be natural and carefree. It's a wonderful thing, I don't know if the master can join me in a joyful Buddhist ceremony?"

  The monk's face turned red with rage, he growled: "Shameless, you underestimate your family Buddha. Although I don't abstain from wine and meat, the Buddha is in my heart, how can I be an evil lustful monk? Hmph?" He didn't say drink water anymore, turned around to leave.

  The kitchen door slammed shut, and the woman in white hummed a cold laugh: "Leave? It's not that easy. I've gone to great lengths to lure you here, how could I let you go so easily? Obey me and everything will be fine; otherwise, I'll show you my methods."

  The foolish monk, not getting angry but instead smiling, said: "In front of the Buddha, you're pretending to be a ghost, today I'll help you attain enlightenment." As he spoke, he slowly turned around, revealing a terrifying sight that made his hair stand on end.

  That wasn't a woman in white, it was clearly an evil spirit. The evil spirit glared with eyes that emitted blue light and opened its mouth which flowed with blood. It stretched out its blurry flesh hands, holding something? And revealed a ferocious smile to the foolish monk.

  The foolish monk suppressed the fear in his heart, and with a stern expression said: "I knew that the Wang family was clean and honest, and would never engage in such depraved activities. It's you, this licentious demon, who has ruined the reputation of the Wang family and brought shame to their doorstep. Today, I will capture you and rid the Wang family of this evil."

  The evil spirit paused, then burst into a fit of sinister laughter and said: "Alright, I'll give you something to fill your belly first, don't lose energy later." She threw the thing in her hand at the foolish monk, who caught it with one hand. The evil spirit again spoke in a woman's voice: "This is a human heart that I just dug up, I couldn't bear to eat it, so I'll give it to you instead."

  At a glance, it was indeed a heart dripping with fresh blood. He was so frightened that he threw the heart away and took a step back. As he looked at the rolling human heart on the ground, his stomach churned with a wave of nausea. Unconsciously, he vomited, and after calming down slightly, he pointed at the evil spirit and said: "Humans and ghosts have different paths, each keeping to their own; you invaded the mortal world, taking people's lives, which is intolerable by heavenly reason. Today, Buddha will sacrifice his life to exorcise the demon and protect the Way." After finishing speaking, he pounced forward with a somersault.

  The evil spirit looked at the foolish and arrogant monk with a defeated expression and took a step back, saying: "You really don't want to live anymore?"

  The foolish monk didn't say a word, only fiercely attacking, completely disregarding his own life. The evil spirit suddenly floated to his back, the foolish monk smelled a faint fragrance, and felt his body go soft and collapse to the ground.

  When he woke up, the person was still in the kitchen, leaning against the wall and sitting there, with his upper garment already unbuttoned. The hungry ghost carefully measured the foolish monk, as if admiring a work of art. The foolish monk used all his strength, but couldn't move at all, only to hear the evil spirit's eerie laughter, she stretched out her long and sharp fingernails, and from the foolish monk's neck downwards, she slashed open. The foolish monk only felt a wave of heat rushing towards him, he saw blood flowing out from the opening. He wanted to shout, but couldn't make a sound, the terrifying breath almost suffocated him. The evil spirit looked at the foolish monk who was terrified, his facial muscles twitching non-stop, and revealed a ferocious smile. One of her ghostly claws opened up the wound that she had slashed open on the foolish monk, while the other claw reached into the wound, feeling around inside, the foolish monk could feel the sensation of being touched in his chest cavity, suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his chest, the evil spirit's laughter grew louder, the foolish monk saw the evil spirit's ghostly claws, stained with fresh blood, reach into his chest and pull out a heart that was dripping with blood. He felt a warmth in his lower body, his head tilted to one side and he lost consciousness.

  The sun shines selflessly, pouring light and warmth over the earth. The small birds on the branches chirp and sing in praise of the beautiful time. The diligent villagers begin a happy day of farming. A whispering voice awakens the foolish monk from his bed, he suddenly sits up, looking at the bright sunlight outside the window, then lowers his head to look at his own chest. His chest is intact, he thinks: "This is just a nightmare, not real, just a bad dream." He strokes his chest, soothing the fear in his heart.

  The gossip outside continued: "I don't know what kind of dream he had? A grown man like him wet his pants, how embarrassing."

  "Some people say: 'What a dream, it's just a big spring and autumn dream, otherwise he wouldn't pee so much and we'd have to change his clothes for him.'"

  The first speaker said: "Don't make a fuss, Young Madam is here. If she hears us discussing the guest, we'll be punished."

  "Is the guest awake?" It was clearly Young Madam asking.

  "It seems like someone woke up, and we heard some noise inside, but we didn't dare go in."

  The young lady said: "Why don't you take the guest's clothes in? What are you standing here for?"

  "Madam, what's wrong with this guest? Does he have a bedwetting problem or did he have some kind of dream?"

  The foolish monk heard that the young lady outside hummed and said: "Look at his arrogant and domineering appearance, it's definitely a nightmare. He must have had a dream where an evil spirit ripped open his chest and dug out his heart to distinguish between loyalty and treachery." She suddenly changed her tone: "Looking at this big and rough man, he can even pee in his pants from just having a dream, what a coward! You guys remember, if he dares to show off in front of you again, tell others that the foolish monk is really something, his guts are huge, he's so scared from just having a ghostly dream that he wets his pants."

  Chun and the monk knew that this was said to him, and the so-called nightmare was all made up by the young lady to teach him a lesson for his rudeness yesterday. He quietly got back into bed, wrapped his head in the quilt, and even thought of dying. From then on, Chun and the monk never entered the Wang family's mansion again. He was afraid of Mrs. Wang from the bottom of his heart, and as long as it was what she said, he would resolutely follow suit without a second word. He was afraid that his Jianghu friends would know about his incontinence.

  This time, the foolish and arrogant monk knew that Lady Wang was behind him, even if he had eight times more courage, he wouldn't dare say that Lady Wang was a big silly goose. He didn't dare struggle or resist, but only spoke kind words, hoping that Lady Wang would show mercy. Until Lady Wang let him go, he didn't have a single word of complaint.

  Madam Wang let go of the foolish monk and said: "Yu'er, this time I know you're doing it for our own good, not letting us take risks. I forgive you, but next time if you do something like this again, I'll be angry and won't recognize you as my child."

  Yun Xiang Tian said seriously, "Madam Wang, to be honest, if it weren't for you and your sister going out to inform Cui Dongsheng in advance, our surprise attack would not have succeeded. You and your sister were originally part of the entire operation, we are all connected, and none can be missing. How could you say that you didn't participate in the battle? You're wronging Yu'er."

  Huang Min interrupted their conversation, saying: "Yun younger brother, let's get back to the point. The little devils have suffered such a great loss this time, they will definitely go crazy for revenge, we should consider our next move."

  Yun Xiang Tian chuckled and said: "Huang Gege, there's a good business opportunity. Are you brave enough to follow me on this trip?"

  Huang Min knew that Yun Xiangtian's good business must be some kind of plan, so he readily said: "If there's a good business, I'll definitely go. What's there to dare or not dare? Say it, where are we going? Is it the Dragon's Pool and Tiger's Den, or the Knife Mountain and Fire Sea?"

  Yun Xiang Tian blinked his eyes and said: "The place I'm taking you is even more dangerous than this. But I won't tell you now, you'll know tomorrow when we get there."