Weak in affinity talent? Female ghosts are eager to give hints.

【this...】

[This works?]

If you insisted on going up, wouldn't you never make it? Wouldn't you be willingly falling down instead of heading towards the finish line?

【...】

The collar around her neck fell silent.

An Lan stood up from the muddy tongues, and a huge bronze bell appeared before her.

"Clang—"

"Clang—"

As the bell trembled slightly, a human head could be seen hidden beneath the pendulum!

Yes!

Heads!!!

The head of Jinshan was tied inside the pendulum, and every time it struck—it was the force of Jinshan's head that caused the pendulum to strike and make a sound.

"turn out to be..."

"Is this where the head is?"

"this..."

Looking at the severed head, An Lan blinked and detached it from the pendulum.

"Buzz—"

As the pendulum trembled rapidly, a memory from the past began to surface before An Lan's eyes.

"Please! Please!"

"Kingsoft host! Just tell me—"

"What exactly were the methods you used to fight off those bad guys that day?"

It was still a misty, rainy night in the Zen temple corridor.

Jin Shan walked in front, while Lan Bilian and the other two women followed behind.

Lan Bilian followed Jinshan relentlessly, refusing to give up.

Jinshan remained silent.

until!

He had already reached the door of his meditation room, and seeing that Lan Bilian was still there, he gave her a cold look: "Amitabha! That's just Buddha coming to save the pitiful..."

"cut!"

"I don't believe it!"

"I saw it with my own eyes! You shouted something like 'Formless' back then!"

"What is that? Tell me!"

Lan Bilian blinked repeatedly. The allure of this extraordinary power was far more interesting than any scriptures!

"Amitabha!"

"If you can achieve a state of purity of the six senses and freedom from the six desires..."

"I'll tell you..."

"you--"

"You're just fooling people!"

"Who could possibly do that?!"

"Bang!"

Lan Bilian was still pleading, but Jinshan had already returned to the house and closed the door.

"Splash—"

"Splash—"

rain...

It's started raining again.

Lan Bilian walked listlessly back to her meditation room. Wang Xiaoxia was bandaging the wounds on her face, while Huang Lin was applying medicine to the edge of her ear.

"You're back?"

Watching Lan Bilian return to the house, Huang Lin teased, "How about that? I told you! Someone like him would never tell you what happened with those hands today!"

"cut--"

"Who cares if he tells me!"

"Am I not doing this for us?"

"For us?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiaoxia was clearly intrigued.

"Yeah! You all saw that, right? That white hand just touched someone's head and brainwashed all those thugs! If we could control that power, we could brainwash the police..."

"Wouldn't that absolve us of our guilt?"

"Will we be able to go back to normal life then?"

"this--"

Wang Xiaoxia's eyes lit up!

But Huang Lin blinked and said, "But...we were the ones who asked Abbot Jinshan for help to become monks and escape the disaster! Now the disaster is over..."

"You want to beg this force to brainwash the police again, so you can reintegrate into society..."

"Isn't this... going back on your word?"

"..."

The Zen temple suddenly became deserted because of Huang Lin's questioning.

"..."

The three of them exchanged a glance, and then none of them spoke again.

That night was exceptionally complicated and filled with tossing and turning.

The next day!

Something unexpected happened!

That's right, Lan Bilian, who had never been interested in Buddhism before, actually got up very early and was studying Buddhist scriptures. She didn't know what had spurred her on, but she read one book after another, carefully and meticulously...

Seeing this, Jinshan didn't say anything more.

Huang Lin and Wang Xiaoxia listened calmly as Jinshan spoke about Buddhism.

These days continued and continued...

I don't know how much time has passed.

One night...

"Thump—"

Wang Xiaoxia knelt directly at the entrance of Jinshan's meditation room, her eyes brimming with tears: "Abbot! Abbot! I beg you! I really beg you! Please save my child!"

Please!

"I only found out he has liver cancer when I got home today..."

"He won't live much longer!"

"I can become a monk, I can forget everything in the world, but this child... this child has such a hard life! He lost his father when he was three years old, and now he's being raised by his grandparents..."

"He's only eight years old! He's only eight years old! I've secretly gone back to see him several times, and he always mumbles that he misses his mother..."

"Host! Host!"

"I know you're incredibly powerful! Please! You must have a way! You must have a way to save him, right?!"

"Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!"

At the entrance of the meditation room, Wang Xiaoxia kept kowtowing, and the blue tiles on the ground were covered in blood from her kowtows!

"Host! Let's help her one more time!"

"Yes! Xiaoxia is a pitiful person!"

"..."

Beside Wang Xiaoxia, Huang Lin and Lan Bilian knelt down, constantly pleading with him.

pity...

The door to the meditation room showed no sign of opening for even a moment!

"Splash! Splash!"

The rain keeps falling!

Amidst the thunder and lightning, Wang Xiaoxia cried her heart out, wailing incessantly.

His eyes were red, and his voice was hoarse.

It's unclear how long this went on, but dawn broke. With a creak, Jinshan coldly opened the door to the meditation room and looked at the three women outside.

The three women knelt all night, their faces ashen, their clothes soaking wet, without moving an inch.

"call..."

"What a tragic fate..."

"That's enough!"

"You three... come in with me..."

Jinshan waved, signaling the three of them to stand up.

Wang Xiaoxia's voice was a little hoarse: "Host! You—"

"Don't speak!"

"come over!"

"Yes! Yes!"

Confused, everyone entered Jinshan's room and discovered it was more spacious than the other rooms! At the far end of the room, there was a wooden wall, completely empty...

Can!

"Kneel down!"

At Jinshan's command, he took the lead and knelt down in front of the wooden wall!

"..."

Although the three women didn't understand anything, they still knelt down.

All that could be heard was Jinshan softly chanting: "【Formlessness】is inherently formless! Good deeds bring good rewards, and evil deeds manifest evil! If you have a wish in your heart, then uphold your original intention and do your best from now on...without desire, without greed, without anger, without ignorance, without doubt, without pride..."

"Use good to support good!"

"【Red Lotus】! Do you know?"

"I...I'd do anything to save my child!"

"Why..."

"Never mind!"

"Although you cannot rid yourself of your delusional tendencies... if you can stabilize your other five aspects, you may be able to receive a blessing..."

"Go! Make a sincere wish!"

"Yes! Yes—"

Wang Xiaoxia stared blankly at the wooden wall, then began kowtowing repeatedly, silently pleading, "Please! Please! Protect my child!"

"As long as the child is healthy, I am willing to become a nun and serve you for the rest of my life!"

"Buzz—"

A miraculous thing happened!

At Wang Xiaoxia's persistent pleading, a half-male, half-female sculpture appeared on the wooden wall. In Wang Xiaoxia's eyes, the sculpture had a kind and benevolent expression, especially the female side, which even smiled at her!

"this--"

Staring blankly at the statue!

"Buzzing—"

Wang Xiaoxia's phone kept vibrating in his pocket.

She took it out and saw that it was a text message that her child's grandfather had secretly sent her!

(Xiaoxia! Great news! The doctor said... the child's liver cancer is benign! There's still hope!)

"this!!!"

Instantly!

With a loud "bang," Wang Xiaoxia, disregarding everything else, began to kowtow repeatedly to the statue of the "Formless Buddha," crying out, "Thank you, Buddha! Thank you, Buddha! Thank you, Buddha!!!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

In the meditation room, only the heavy thuds of Wang Xiaoxia's head could be heard, each thud growing louder than the last.

Although Lan Bilian and Huang Lin didn't know what had happened, they both looked at the wooden wall in astonishment at Wang Xiaoxia's reaction, their eyes turning strange.

"..."

On this day, the four of them knelt and prayed in front of a wooden wall for an entire day.

until...

Jinshan took the lead in getting up, saying he was going to prepare the vegetarian meal for the evening, and Huang Lin and Wang Xiaoxia then got up to follow him.

Lan Bilian's eyes were a little strange. She said she needed to use the restroom first and didn't follow.

After everyone had left the meditation room, she returned and went back to the wooden wall, whereupon she boldly reached out and began to touch it.

"Buddha?"

"If Buddha were here..."

"Please have pity on me too!"

"I'm innocent too! I was framed!"

"I'll do anything to clear my name!"

"Buddha..."

Looking pleadingly at the wooden wall, Lan Bilian's eyelids suddenly twitched!

She saw it!

Suddenly she could see!

The half-male, half-female statue appeared before her, both its male and female halves of its face revealing an eerie smile! Then... the male and female hands of the statue intertwined, caressing each other's cheeks...

At first glance, it not only appears sinister but also somewhat dissolute.

"this..."

"Is this Buddha?"

"But why do I see it this way?"

"Could it be...could it be...that [formlessness] is inherently formless, and that good people see good forms while evil people see evil forms?"

"What...what does it mean?"

"Does fulfilling my wish mean I have to engage in sexual acts?!"

"Can--"

"But this is a temple..."

"How could I possibly..."

"Wait a minute! It seems... possible!"

"..."

Standing before the wooden wall, Lan Bilian's eyes were filled with a greedy desire for her "wish" to be fulfilled. She licked her lips, her eyes narrowing into slits...

【...】

"Tsk..."

"Just as I expected..."

"【Liaoye】is your and Bilian's child..."

"【Clearing karma】, 【Clearing karma】, do you hope that she will come to clear away these karmic obstacles?"

"Jinshan, oh Jinshan... you shouldn't have been so soft-hearted this once..."

Coming back to her senses, An Lan grasped Jin Shan's head, her expression gradually becoming complex.

The stories buried within the [Shennin-an] have finally been unearthed today!