Chapter 857 (1/2)

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Baili Jia Jue looked back and faintly glanced at him. Then, he suddenly laughed and said, “Do you know why you can’t woo the one you like till now?”

“You shut up!” The Son of King of h.e.l.l was enraged in fury, he hated it the most when people attacked him with this fact.

“Because you’re not shameless enough.” After saying this, Baili Jia Jue left while holding Helian Wei Wei’s hand.

The Son of the King of h.e.l.l was left speechless. Even if you don’t mind being shameless, at least consider it as a disgrace instead of feeling proud!

The corner of the mouth of Son of the King of h.e.l.l twitched furiously, as he carried his ax on his shoulder, looking smug and domineering.

All in all, this man is right.

Phoenix would’ve been so hurt if Bodhi is gone.

Baili Jia Jue understands what Bodhi means to Phoenix very well.

Although it isn’t the feeling of love, it’s very hard for her to let go of him.

He’s her closest kin who helped her remove her ominous name.

A friend who spent countless days with her at Mountain Tenya.

He’s Jing Wushuang, the only one who emitted the Light of Buddha, to s.h.i.+eld her from the heavenly tribulation of thousands of rolling thunder, when the whole world had abandoned her.

Carrying the stem of Bodhi and holding the bottle gourd of resentment in its other hand, the ghost baby wobbled away and left the Exorcist City.

Since then, people regularly saw a child carrying a bottle gourd, turning up at the stone steps of a temple.

It was pet.i.te, yet very serious with its prayers. It kneeled down after every step it took, swaying its little body. Many people showed concern and solitude for it, and always stopped to ask, “Little child, you’re so young, why do you come praying on your own?”

The ghost baby did not talk much, and had dark circles around his eyes.

There were also people who came to pray that laughed at it, mocking, “Look at that little kid, he really kneeled his way up the mountain to pray to Buddha, is he dumb?”

“Maybe something’s wrong with his head, what a pity.”

The ghost baby disliked humans in the first place, so it never thought of stopping.

Till one day, it met a man at the snowy mountain.

The man was wearing a Chinese traditional costume, and his smile was elegantly gentle. His eyes were so tender when he looked down, as if they could peek into the human world. He asked the ghost baby, “Is that Bodhi in your hand?”

The ghost baby paused, lifting its head and looking in the man’s direction, as it asked, “Who are you?”

“My ident.i.ty isn’t important, what’s important is do you understand how you can develop Dharma fate?” The man said with a smile, as the bird on his shoulder bowed to peck on his slender and pale fingers.

The ghost baby had high cultivation as it had existed in this world ever since women started to have abortions. However, weirdly, it could not figure out the ident.i.ty and the original form of the man standing before him.

As though he could see into the ghost baby’s mind, the man grinned and shut his eyes, saying, “When Bodhi stood above Tenya in the past, he enlightened many people to become Buddha. Now that he has come to the human world, of course, he has to enlighten people as well, since Sakyamuni Buddha prioritizes salvation the most. Do you think you can help him turn into a human again by making n.o.ble wishes and praying at every temple?”

“Then, what should I do?” The ghost baby stared at him with his dark eyes.

The man took another glance at the Bodhi in his hand and grinned playfully, saying, “Phoenix gave him her Dharma fate?”

The ghost baby nodded.