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

Chapter 397 The Cold and Pure Human Buddha Child VS The Adorable and Devoted Demon Cat Emperor [73]

Jiang Xiyu followed behind him, and when he sat down, she took her own small futon and sat down opposite him.

Shiga was stunned for a moment when he saw him sitting on a small futon.

Jiang Xiyu didn't care, but instead asked, "What did the monk just say?"

Shiga remained indifferent and showed no intention of speaking again.

Jiang Xiyu was used to being confused by his words. She turned to look at the scenery outside the window, remained silent for a while, and then, as if remembering something, looked at Shijia and asked, "Master, how many days have I been asleep?"

Shiga paused in his hand as he opened the scripture, then said softly, "Ten days."

Jiang Xiyu was taken aback and said, "Ten days? That's alright, I thought I had slept for a long time."

After all, during her sleep, Jiang Xiyu could only feel that her consciousness was half-deep and half-shallow, and that her body was sometimes cold and sometimes hot.

But to be honest, Jiang Xiyu slept very well this time.

A slight curve appeared at the corner of his lips, revealing shallow dimples.

Shiga glanced at him and instructed, "You've just woken up; the merit within your body still needs to be stabilized with the Heart Sutra."

Jiang Xiyu tilted her head slightly to look at him, then smiled and replied, "I will listen to the Master."

Shiga looked at him, his eyes slightly lowered, and gave a very soft "hmm".

After sleeping for ten days, it seemed as if Jiang Xiyu was going to be bored out of her mind.

He seemed to have endless things to say, and before the meditation room could even quiet down for a moment, he asked Shiga with concern, "Master, has your magical power recovered?"

Shiga turned the pages of the scripture and shook his head.

Upon hearing this, the smile on Jiang Xiyu's lips immediately vanished.

He was silent for a moment, then asked with some confusion, "Last time, when the mage lost his magic power, it only took three days to recover. This time, ten days have passed, why hasn't the mage's magic power recovered yet?"

Shiga gazed at the scriptures, his face calm and expressionless.

He remained silent, and the meditation room fell silent.

Jiang Xiyu was very anxious about the fact that his magical powers had not yet been restored.

He rested his hand on the table, about to ask another question.

But Shiga suddenly said, "Isn't this better?"

Jiang Xiyu's eyes flickered, somewhat surprised and puzzled by these words.

Where is a good place to go if I lose my magic?

He thought about it carefully, but couldn't figure out why it was good.

Although he seemed hesitant about Shiga's words, his tone was quite certain: "Of course it's bad. Without magic power, what will a mage do in the human world?"

As he spoke, he looked at Shiga with great concern, "Besides, a mage must subdue evil thoughts. If you don't have magical power, I'm afraid you'll be harmed by those evil thoughts..."

Yuejia's goal was to take over Shijia's body.

If Shiga's magical power does not recover in time and he does not have a golden body, and if Yuega discovers any oversight, Yuega will definitely try every means to take over this body.

Jiang Xiyu was genuinely worried that such a thing would happen.

After all, he will be facing a dilemma.

He could not allow Yuejia to take over Shijia's body, nor could he really let Shijia take Yuejia away from him.

The incident in Qicheng made Jiang Xiyu realize that if he continued to let Yuejia run rampant, Yuejia would definitely commit evil out of greed. At that time, Yuejia would control demons to go to the human world, and the turmoil of the human race would probably never end.

Shiga will not stand idly by, but if he intervenes, he will face the backlash of his good deeds.

The backlash from his good deeds will cause his magical power to disappear. Last time it took three days, this time it's been ten days and he's still not better. What about next time? How long will it take next time? What if...?

What if Shiga's magical power can never be restored?

If this continues, only innocent people, including Shiga, will suffer.

Yuejia is still in its early stages of development, and Jiang Xiyu can still keep her in check.

He had made up his mind that he would resolve this matter the next time he returned to the demon realm.

Jiang Xiyu collected his thoughts, looked at Shijia again, and said earnestly, "Master, I really hope you are well. I don't want anything to happen to you."

Shiga looked up at him.

Jiang Xiyu met his gaze, her eyes seemingly veiled by a thin layer of mist.

His expression was full of worry, and his originally relaxed brows and eyes seemed to be filled with something on his mind.

Shiga looked at him, and the bead in his palm moved slightly.

He said calmly, "Nothing will happen."

These words seemed to be meant to comfort him, or perhaps to dispel his worries.

As Shiga spoke, seeing that Jiang Xiyu's brows were still furrowed, he added, "She will recover."

Upon receiving his affirmative reply, Jiang Xiyu smiled slightly and murmured softly, "It's good that the mage can recover."

The worry in his eyes finally dissipated, as if all those worries were for him.

Shiga paused for a moment, then lowered his eyes and looked away.

On the table, the corner of the scripture page was blown up by the wind, and Shiga's slender hand brushed it aside.

Seeing that he was reading scriptures, Jiang Xiyu suddenly remembered that while he was asleep, he vaguely heard someone chanting scriptures in his ear. In addition, when he woke up just now, there were washing utensils beside the meditation bed. So, Jiang Xiyu thought for a moment and asked, "Master, have you been by my side for the past ten days?"

Shiga didn't lift his eyelids, but his hand paused for a moment.

During the ten days that Jiang Xiyu was asleep, Shijia quietly watched over him. Because he had lost his magic power, he could not wake him up faster, so he could only recite scriptures for him.

His Sanskrit chants were always used to guide people to a better life, but he never recited any scriptures to pray for people's well-being.

This time, however, he not only recited prayers for blessings, but also offered incense to Jiang Xiyu before the Buddha.

The celadon incense burner in front of the Buddhist shrine has not been used for incense for a long time.

If the incense offerings reach the ears of Heaven, then the Buddha will naturally protect him.

Shiga represents hope, and that he will receive blessings.

Jiang Xiyu looked at his hand, as if he had found the answer. He smiled, his tone revealing an unconscious intimacy: "No wonder I felt less uncomfortable after hearing that chanting. It turns out, that was the voice of a monk..."

He paused, smiled and pursed his lips, then said, "Master, thank you for being so kind to us."

Shiga replied, "You also saved me."

This has happened many times already.

When he lost his magic power at Tide Ridge, Jiang Xiyu stayed by his side in the same way.

Just as he was about to collapse, he suddenly appeared before him.

In the eyes of a spiritual practitioner, there should be no difference between a physical body and withered bones.

However, in that instant, Shiga saw his face clearly.

He anxiously walked to his side and helped him up. For the first time, Shiga felt the warmth of a human being...

So, isn't he also very good to himself?

At least, no one has ever treated him like that.

Shiga lowered his eyes.