Chapter - 531 Refusing to Acknowledge Zhang As Husband (8) (2/2)

”She is not a ghost?” Zhou Zhiruo was still trembling.

Zhang Wuji said, ”I followed her all the way to Shaolin Temple. She walked like a human, not like a ghost.” He had said that to comfort Zhou Zhiruo, but deep in his heart, he was unsure.

”So you saw her walking like a human and not like a ghost?” Zhou Zhiruo asked.

Zhang Wuji then recounted how he saw that black-dressed young woman and followed her all the way to Shaolin Temple; also how he saw her hiding outside the long window and spying inside the main hall. Every action and every movement was of a young woman who was adept in martial arts, not at all peculiar in any way.

”Fangzhang,” he asked Kong Wen, ”I [orig. 'zaixia' – the humble one] have one thing I am not sure I understand, I beg Fangzhang's advice. When someone dies, will he really become a ghost?”

Kong Wen pondered about it deeply for half a day before answering, ”The matter of the netherworld is difficult to assert.”

Zhang Wuji said, ”That being the case, why did Fangzhang hold a ceremony to cross the departing soul to the netherworld?

”Shanzai, zhanzai!” Kong Wen said, ”The departing soul need not be helped to cross over. In the matter of live and death, virtue has its reward, evil has its retribution. The way of Buddha seeks to help living people achieving peace; the ones need help to cross over are the living ones.”

Zhang Wuji understood immediately. Cupping his fists he said, ”Many thanks for the direction. I have stirred up trouble and caused disturbance this late at night. I only wish for Fangzhang's forgiveness.”

Kong Wen smiled and said, ”Jiaozhu is our humble Sect's great benefactor. You have saved us several times, enabling Shaolin Pai to avoid disaster; why be overly courteous?”

Immediately Zhang Wuji took his leave from the crowd of monks. To Zhou Zhiruo he said, ”Let us leave!”

Zhou Zhiruo seemed reluctant, she was afraid to leave the security of the Buddhist hall. Zhang Wuji did not feel comfortable to urge her strongly; he simply cupped his fists again and said, ”In that case, we will say goodbye here.” Finished speaking, he turned around toward the hall gate.

Watching his back, suddenly Zhou Zhiruo called out, ”Wuji Gege, will you see me again? I … let me go with you.” She jumped to catch up with him, and then side-by-side they walked out the Temple gate.

After they were far away from the Shaolin Temple, Zhou Zhiruo leaned on Zhang Wuji's side and held on to his hand. Zhang Wuji knew she was still afraid. With her soft and smooth palm in his hand, and catching a whiff of fragrance coming from her body, it was not possible for his heart to remain unmoved.

The two of them walked silently for quite some time. Zhou Zhiruo slowly heaved a deep sigh and said, ”Wuji Gege, when you and I met for the first time at Hanshui River that day, I was saved by Zhang Zhenren. If only I knew that I would suffer so much pain in the later days, my death in Hanshui River that day would be a lot cleaner.”

Zhang Wuji did not answer; in his heart he remembered the song the Ming Cult people, and without realizing it, he was humming softly, ”What joy is in life, what pain in death? I pity the mankind, with their many sufferings!”