Chapter 565: The unexpected appearance of ghost cultivators (1/2)
Chapter 565: The unexpected appearance of ghost cultivators
Translator: G.o.dBrandy Editor: Kurisu
Song Shuhang's ghost spirit quietly watched the western monk from above.
It seemed that using the ❮Ksitigarbha's Soul Ferrying Scripture❯ to lead to the right path the souls of the dead wasn't the only method to acc.u.mulate light of virtue. From the looks of it, using strange methods to settle karma like the western monk did just now was also effective when it came to gathering light of virtue...
It seems my understanding in regards to the light of virtue is still too low...
Moreover, the western monk had such a thick light of virtue shrouding his body. It seemed he had a lot of experience in this matter.
Earlier, the ghost spirit was just preparing to get onto the train headed toward the Jiangnan area. But right in that instant, it saw the western monk step out of the train.
It had been such a lucky coincidence, hadn't it? Originally, the ghost spirit was planning to go to Jiangnan and look for the western monk there. But who would have thought that the target would appear in front of it on its own? Thereupon, it started to quietly follow the western monk.
”In that case, I'll wait until he gets out of the police station to meet him,” the ghost spirit muttered to itself. After all, the main body wanted to learn from the western monk the ❮Ksitigarbha's Soul Ferrying Scripture❯, as well as get advice on how to gather 'light of virtue'.
But after seeing the western monk bring into full play his stupidity, the ghost spirit was somewhat disturbed and felt uneasy.
If it were to suddenly appear in front of him, wouldn't the western monk mistake it for a resentful ghost and try to purify it with all his might?
After witnessing the actions of the western monk, the ghost spirit was sure that there was a probability of the 90% or above that the western monk would try to do exactly that.
After thinking up to this point, the ghost spirit got a headache... and the wounds on its back had also started to hurt faintly.
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But there was someone else that had an even worse headache... the police officers at the police station.
When they saw a western monk with a strong build enter the police station while carrying on his shoulders a weeping thief, their hearts skipped a beat, and they fell into confusion as well.
”Comrades, I've come here to turn myself in. This guy is a thief that was trying to steal an electric motorbike and was caught in the act by me. I even recorded him while he was trying to steal the vehicle. Here is the proof.” After saying this much, the western monk took out his mobile phone with a smug expression on his face. ”According to the law, you can detain this thief.”
”Thank you... comrade. But why are you turning yourself in?” one of the police officers took the initiative to ask. After gazing at the bear-like build of the western monk, the police officer felt a certain pressure.
”I'm turning myself in because I lost control due to the anger and couldn't control my strength... no, wait, I'm turning myself in because I intentionally gave the thief a second-degree injury. After a careful look, I determined that the injury just happened to be of the second degree! Therefore, according to the law, I should be sentenced to serve three years in prison. That's why I came here to turn myself in.” The western monk threw the thief to one side and joined his palms together; his face full of awe-inspiring righteousness.
The thief trembled and groaned in pain, ”Hospital... deliver me to the hospital... aaaah~”
The police officer was speechless.
What should I do right now? What kind of face should I make while replying to this foreign friend? Should I really arrest him and put him in prison for three years? But why do I feel that there is something wrong with this whole situation?
After a while, the police officer took a deep breath and asked the thief, ”Can you confirm that it was this Great Master that seriously injured you?”
He decided to follow the normal procedure and listen to what the two parties had to say. If the thief confirmed that the Great Master hit him... he would send the western monk to a mental hospital!
”It wasn't him. It wasn't the doing of the Great Master. I was careless and tripped, injuring myself in the process. Sob, sob, sob~ You can do whatever you want, and you can even detain me for ten days, sob, sob, sob~, but bring me to the hospital first! Sob, sob, sob~” The thief cried continually.
He didn't want to have any relations.h.i.+p with this madman and thus denied everything the monk said earlier.
The most important thing right now was not to give the mad monk the chance to speak! He didn't want him to talk about that 'three years' and 'ten days' nonsense again... he just wanted to be delivered to the hospital as soon as possible!
I only want to go to the hospital! G.o.d, please, send this d.a.m.nable western monk away from me!
If possible, don't let me meet him ever again in this lifetime!
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It was unknown what happened inside the police station after that.
But the western monk was sent out for some reason... and the thief was ultimately delivered to the hospital.
The western monk was still unwilling to accept the sentence. ”Comrades, you can't listen to the one-sided story of the thief. I'm not lying, I'm the one that gave him a second-degree injury! You have to believe me! Buddhist monks don't tell lies!”