Jia Xun’s face lost its compassion, replaced with a certain cold murderous intent.
Those naturally long and enchanting eyes, much like a lady’s, glimred with a chilling light at this mont.
This Jia Xun no longer seed like the compassionate Buddha’s Son, but rather more like a desperate Martial Artist who had experienced countless bloody battles.
This extre contrast made Su Tu even more curious about Jia Xun. He looked at Jia Xun with a questioning gaze.
"An evil spirit?"
Su Tu repeated Jia Xun’s words from earlier, slowly sipping his cup of clear tea.
"Yes, indeed an evil spirit!"
Jia Xun nodded earnestly.
Su Tu noticed that at this mont, Jia Xun’s teeth were clenched tightly, as if he wished to crush his teeth. His eyes were like those of a vicious wolf, sending chills down the spine.
"What did the reincarnated form of the Golden Pool Monk do to make him hate so deeply?"
Su Tu couldn’t help but think this, and his gaze towards Jia Xun changed slightly.
Perhaps sensing the change in Su Tu’s gaze, Jia Xun’s fierce expression gradually softened.
Then, he joined his hands together and recited a Buddhist chant, the cold light in his eyes slowly faded, returning to warmth and compassion.
"Amitabha, this humble monk’s spiritual cultivation is still shallow, making it difficult to maintain a calm Buddha heart. I must have amused you, benefactor."
Jia Xun spoke softly to Su Tu.
At this mont, he had already restored the usual compassionate image of Buddha’s Son.
"What exactly is going on here? If convenient, could you explain it to ?"
Su Tu looked at the Buddha’s Son, placing his cup upside down on the table, refraining from drinking.
"Though it may sound sowhat far-fetched and clichéd, I feel a sense of deja vu with you, Buddha’s Son..."
Su Tu did not reveal the scenes in his dreams but made a aningful statent.
Upon hearing these words, Jia Xun the Buddha’s Son suddenly looked up at Su Tu, a touch of indescribable astonishnt in his eyes.
He said, "Benefactor, have you also had this feeling?"
"To be honest, this humble monk feels the sa. When I was young, I once suffered a severe illness, trapped in nightmares, waking up in fright night after night. Fortunately, my master was there to recite scriptures, helping escape the nightmare."
"The first ti I saw the benefactor, I felt very familiar. After returning, I began to ponder deeply, wondering where I might have seen the benefactor before."
"Finally, this humble monk rembered. In my nightmare, I vaguely saw soone very similar to Benefactor Su, but... there was a great difference between you two."
Hearing Jia Xun’s words, Su Tu couldn’t help but clench his hand tightly under the table, yet his expression remained calm as he said, "Oh, is that so? What a coincidence."
"Let’s set aside the matter of the Golden Pool Monk for now and talk about your dream first. Could it be that there’s so past-life connection between us?"
Su Tu deliberately put on a playful, gossipy expression.
Having never seen Su Tu act this way, Jia Xun was montarily stunned and then couldn’t help but let out a bitter smile.
"Amitabha, I didn’t expect... Benefactor Su to have such a lively personality. I always thought you were a serious person."
"But I’m afraid this matter will disappoint you, Benefactor. Since the age of seven, I have never had that dream again, and the content of the dream is now blurred, only faint fragnts remain."
Jia Xun spoke softly to Su Tu.
"If you’re curious about my dream, I’m afraid I’m at a loss, too. However, in those scattered fragnts, this humble monk did indeed see soone resembling the benefactor,
but that person had hair as red as blood, with an extrely violent aura, far removed from the spiritual aura that surrounds the benefactor now.
If, as you suggest, this dream reflects our past-life connection, then your previous life probably had quite a temper."
Listening to Jia Xun’s account, Su Tu’s expression did not change. He wore a smile, as if listening to so street tale.
"So, there’s actually nothing much to say about these elents. Instead, the reason I ca to see you this ti is because of that matter regarding the Golden Pool Monk, which is of utmost importance."
"I searched for a long ti before finding the opportunity to et you."
"This matter concerns the very essence of life and death for us both..."
Jia Xun continued speaking, his gaze also becoming serious.
This ti, Su Tu did not interrupt Jia Xun, but quietly looked at him, signaling for him to continue.
Jia Xun continued.
"Three months ago, the Golden Pool Monk fell at the Emperor Star Main Temple, and thereafter, on the Celestial City Star, a Buddha’s Son was born, with one finger pointing to the sky and the other pointing to the earth, declaring himself supre above all."
"Have you ever heard of this event, Benefactor Su?"
Su Tu nodded. Before the martial examination comnced, he had heard this news. It was the first ti he heard the na of the Golden Pool Monk.
The mont he first heard this na, Su Tu felt a strong emotion sprouting in his heart.
This emotion arose from nowhere, instinctively, sowhat similar to the innate aversion people feel towards beasts, yet also rather different.
Human aversion towards beasts stems from the discomfort caused by disgust, like that of cockroaches, coupled with the thought that beasts will eat, turning it into humans’ need to kill beasts.
If initially, the beast stayed far from humans, one might not seek them out even out of disgust.
But the emotion Su Tu felt towards the Golden Pool Monk was an unprovoked... extre murderous intent, extre hatred.
"That child is the reincarnated body of the Golden Pool Monk, bearing unusual signs from birth, and was revered as the next generation Buddha’s Son imdiately upon birth."
"As the current Buddha’s Son, I have been assigned to guide him because the elders hoped the reincarnation of the Golden Pool Monk would impart his Buddhist energy to ."
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