coobybook Chapter 351 The Cold and Pure Human Buddha Child VS The Adorable and Devoted Demon Cat Emperor [27]
Chapter 351 The Cold and Pure Human Buddha Child VS The Adorable and Devoted Demon Cat Emperor [27]
Chapter 351 The Aloof and Holy Human Buddha Child VS The Adorable and Devoted Demon Cat Emperor [27]
Shiga reached out and took the green dates from Jiang Xiyu's hand, but only picked out the small one.
Jiang Xiyu was happy to see that he was willing to eat. He sat down on the ground next to Shijia and, like Shijia, picked out the smaller pieces to eat.
Shiga had never eaten these things before, and he had no appetite. However, Jiang Xiyu took a sip of water with her snow-white, sharp teeth and put it in her mouth to taste it.
I don't know what the food tastes like, but I inexplicably feel that it must be sweet.
Seeing that he had eaten, Jiang Xiyu smiled and placed the remaining green dates entirely in Shijia's hand.
Shiga was slightly taken aback. Forced to accept the fruit, his hands, which usually only touched scriptures and prayer beads, were now helplessly holding a large pile of fruit.
Jiang Xiyu said, "Master, these were all picked for you, please eat them."
Shiga glanced at what he was holding, then at Jiang Xiyu, gesturing for him to eat.
Jiang Xiyu smiled and said, "I don't really like this. I prefer fish."
Fish is considered meat by monks.
Shiga then fell silent.
He stared at the object in his hand for a moment, then put it aside. He looked up at Jiang Xiyu and asked softly, "Are you feeling unwell?"
When he woke up, the merit in his body gradually stabilized, and the excess merit must have been devoured by the cat.
Between her alluring brows, there was an undeniable weariness.
He is very tired.
Jiang Xiyu sensed Shiga's gaze, shook his head, and smiled at him, "I'm fine, Master."
He knew that Shiga was concerned about the side effects of absorbing merit, but with the Heart Sutra as an aid to dissipate the merit, Jiang Xiyu didn't feel any other discomfort except for being a little tired.
As for Shiga, he has lost his magic power.
Jiang Xiyu asked with concern, "Master, when will your magical power be restored?"
The firelight softened his profile, revealing a deep worry in his golden eyes.
Shiga slowly shifted his gaze, the fire seemingly reflected in his still, dark eyes.
Just when Jiang Xiyu thought he didn't want to tell her, she heard two words very softly coming from above her head: "Three days."
Jiang Xiyu smiled and said, "Then I will stay with you, Master. You can focus on your recovery."
Shiga had heard him say more than once that he would protect her. After a moment of stunned silence, he slowly closed his eyes.
Jiang Xiyu sat obediently next to Shijia, her gaze fixed on him without any attempt to hide it.
Anyway, that's how he always looked at Shiga when they were at the Buddhist temple.
Sometimes when Shiga was meditating, Jiang Xiyu would sit on the windowsill and watch for an entire afternoon.
Cats seem to be born with a natural ability to keep people company. They are always quiet and their presence is not too strong, but the companionship they provide is like a candle burning in the night, intense and warm.
Even a golden statue of a Buddha, which is indifferent to temperature, will retain warmth when offered a thousand cups of wine before it.
Moreover, Shiga is now no different from an ordinary person.
How could he not feel the warmth in that subtle companionship?
However, the strange feeling that arose in his heart was fleeting, as ephemeral as dew or lightning to Shiga.
His face remained as divine as ever, devoid of sorrow or joy.
Jiang Xiyu saw him sitting intently, and after a long time, he finally seemed to be willing to show his fatigue.
He lay on the edge of the stone where Shiga was sitting, his eyes closed as if he were breathing lightly.
There are no more hidden dangers here. His demonic aura will make all the demons in Tide Ridge wary, and no one dares to approach this place.
However, to be absolutely sure of everything, Jiang Xiyu was afraid of those with strong curiosity, so he still dared not sleep deeply.
The moon was bright and the stars were few; the campfire burned quietly.
Jiang Xiyu lay on the edge of the rock, closing her eyes and breathing lightly.
Suddenly a cold wind blew over, and the fire dimmed for a moment.
Jiang Xiyu immediately opened her eyes and, seeing that there was no demonic aura around, went to check on Shijia's condition.
He stood motionless, his body enveloped in a faint golden light.
The wind lifted his wide sleeves, revealing a section of his wrist bone that he had been concealing.
Tide Ridge is teeming with monsters and chilling winds; if a mortal were to be exposed to the wind here, they would surely feel an icy chill.
Jiang Xiyu looked at Shijia's exposed forearm for a while, and then, worried that he was cold, he carefully reached out and pulled his sleeve back. During this time, Jiang Xiyu's fingertips inevitably touched Shijia's skin. The sleeve was warmed by the fire, but his body seemed even colder than the wind blowing.
Why is it so cold? Will it make you feel unwell?
Jiang Xiyu frowned and called out to Shijia twice with some concern.
"Master, Master? Can you hear me?"
When Shigatse meditates, it is as if he has shut himself off from everything in the outside world.
Restoring his magical power was tantamount to starting his cultivation anew, and Shiga's consciousness was drawn into this new cultivation.
There was no light around him, only boundless darkness. He sat quietly on the lotus platform, where the still water beneath it had long since frozen into ice, which seemed to be spreading towards him inch by inch.
Each backlash was the same. Shiga was no longer afraid of the cold. He coldly let everything devour him, but in a daze, he heard a soft call.
The soft call seemed to transform into a ray of light that fell upon Shiga's meditation. It disturbed the stillness of the water and caused cracks to appear in the ice beneath the lotus platform. Only when the ice and snow slowly melted away did Shiga finally feel a touch of warmth.
He, too, possessed human warmth.
Shiga's body suddenly shone with brilliant Buddhist light, and the golden Buddhist seal on his forehead appeared and disappeared.
Jiang Xiyu sensed it and lowered his head.
In order to warm up Shijia, Jiang Xiyu transformed back to his original form.
However, he deliberately made himself as tall as an adult man, standing next to Shiga to shield him from the wind, while his soft cat tail carefully wrapped around Shiga.
Jiang Xiyu had no idea what Shijia had gone through, yet he was overflowing with Buddhist light.
The Buddha's light was soft and invisible, but Jiang Xiyu's tail tip trembled slightly, and its fur, like falling leaves, brushed against Shiga's wrist. At that moment, Jiang Xiyu seemed somewhat incredulous that Shiga had actually been warmed up.
"Mage..."
In the flickering firelight, the shadow of Shiga's long eyelashes seemed to tremble for a moment as well.
In the illusion of cultivation, the bone-chilling cold around him was gone. Accompanied by the faint fragrance of rose petals, everything he felt became warm and soft.
Shiga was a man without any support, yet at that moment, he unconsciously felt a sense of belonging in that soft call. Like lotus petals closing up to protect him from fright and suffering, Shiga's long, lotus-shaped fingers finally parted, grasping the softness that had fallen into his hands.
When his most sensitive tail was touched, Jiang Xiyu couldn't help but tremble. He then wrapped Shiga tightly around himself, preventing anything from seeing the ray of Buddhist light.
The cold moon slowly traced an arc across the night sky, gradually disappearing beneath the mountains.
The next day, a faint light appeared on the horizon.
A thin mist lingered over Tidal Ridge, and the dew grew heavier, dripping from the leaves and falling into the long-extinguished fire, splashing specks of ash.
Shiga twitched his ear and keenly sensed a touch of warmth.
He slowly raised his eyelids, his deep eyes fixed on the fire. As his vision and senses gradually cleared, he turned his head and saw a handsome, alluring sleeping face right in front of him.