A Dream of Transmigration

Chapter 40

The mad monk immediately jumped aside, chuckling as he helped her up: "All done?"

"Thanks to the master!" The old woman winked gratefully at the maid, who quickly opened the basket in her hand and presented it to Lin Feifei. Lin Feifei peeked inside and saw a roasted chicken and about ten coins.

"These things are a small token of my gratitude. Please don't find them offensive, Master Madman."

Sure enough, the mad monk immediately took the roast chicken with a beaming smile, without any hesitation, and then returned the money to her. The old woman thanked him profusely a few more times before leading her maid back home.

Lin Feifei was stunned.

The mad monk grinned and waved his tattered fan: "How about this humble monk treats the young Taoist priest to chicken today?"

"It's only been two days, and you actually..." Lin Feifei came back to her senses, looking at him with some disbelief, "I have to say, it really does look like the Mad Master with that fan... I have to say, your clothes are too..."

She felt sorry for him. What a clean and handsome young monk he was, but in his pursuit of enlightenment, he ended up looking so dirty. Buddha, don't you feel guilty?

After letting out a deliberately deep sigh, she took the basket from the mad monk's hand, and was about to discuss finding a place to enjoy themselves when suddenly a loud shout rang out behind her—

"That's him!"

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Upon hearing the voice, Lin Feifei reflexively turned around and saw several servants. One of them pointed at her, while the others looked as if they had just realized something and immediately ran towards her with wide eyes.

Who did I offend this time?

She paused, and suddenly the scene at the Fourth Young Master Wen's residence before the New Year flashed through her mind...

Ah, run away!

Seeing her suddenly take off running, the mad monk panicked, quickly tucked his tattered fan behind his waist, and chased after her, shouting, "Little Taoist priest, don't run away! Give me back my chicken first!"

The servants were clearly stunned. They looked at each other, then quickly chased after them.

"Young Master!"

"Young master, don't run away!"

YY's race, huh? It's just a misunderstanding, yet you've chased her all the way to Jinling! Lin Feifei, trailing several tails, darted into the crowd, bumping into several people and causing a chorus of complaints.

Thus, a rare scene appeared on the streets of Jinling City.

A young, handsome monk, dressed in tattered clothes, was chasing after a refined young man, while a group of servants were chasing after the disheveled monk.

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Finally, Lin Feifei managed to escape into a small alley during the chaos.

Peek out quietly—

Sure enough, the servants looked around for a long time but couldn't find her. They could only exchange a few words with disappointed expressions and then chased after her in another direction.

Haha, you think you can catch me? Not so easy! Lin Feifei happily withdrew her head, about to turn around—

A hand was placed on her shoulder.

"Young Taoist priest!"

She was startled; it turned out to be a mad monk.

"You scared me too!" She glared at him, annoyed, and patted her chest.

“Young Taoist priest, you run so fast, my legs are about to break,” the mad monk said with a bitter face. “Next time you run, don’t forget to return the chicken to me first.”

"Huh?" Lin Feifei looked at the basket in her hand and sighed that she had been bumping around so much on the way, but the roast chicken was still intact, which was really commendable. "It's still fine, let's find a place to eat."

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Under the willows by the river.

Willow buds are just beginning to sprout, the blue waves ripple, and a slight chill is carried in the wind.

Why are they chasing you?

"Uh, I don't know either," Lin Feifei said guiltily, changing the subject. "By the way, Crazy Monk, were you also saved by my senior brother that day?"

"That day?"

"It was the day you encountered that Moon Worshiping Pure Heart Orchid Soul," Lin Feifei said, rolling her eyes at him as if he were pretending to be stupid. "I didn't expect that after just a few days, not only are your clothes tattered, but your memory has also deteriorated."

To everyone's surprise, the mad monk's face immediately turned horrified upon hearing the words "Baiyue Suxin Lanhun," and he looked around before gesturing for her to be quiet.

"Young Taoist priest, you mustn't say this!" He pulled out a tattered fan to cover his face. "I heard that twenty-five years ago, a spirit of the Pure Heart Orchid appeared, which caused a great incident. Now, there is even a spirit of the Pure Heart Orchid that worships the moon. It is a great calamity for the world! Don't spread this, lest it cause great chaos."

"That powerful?" Lin Feifei was startled. "It didn't harm us that day, so it wasn't bad?"

“I don’t understand either,” the mad monk shook his head, seemingly unable to comprehend it, “the spirit of Baiyue Suxinlan harbors boundless resentment, how could it have spared us that day?”

"resentment?"

The mad monk didn't answer, but instead asked her, "Little Taoist priest, do you know how plants and trees become spirits?"

Lin Feifei shook her head in confusion.

He thought about it.

"Ordinary plants, if they grow in the right place and cultivate diligently, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to sustain themselves, can become spirits in a hundred years or so. But the Pure Heart Orchid is different."

"It is a million times more difficult for the Pure Heart Orchid to become a spirit, simply because they have to pass the Mid-Autumn Festival every year and compete with the full moon for spiritual energy. How can mere plants compete with the might of heaven? On the Mid-Autumn Festival, most of the Pure Heart Orchid's spiritual energy is lost, or even completely taken away. Therefore, for hundreds of years, people have only known about peach blossom spirits, old willow spirits, etc., but rarely heard of Pure Heart Orchid spirits."