What to Do About Hemorrhoids After a Long Seclusion?

My Three Days brother only said he'd send a USB drive containing the "Unmoving Vajra Body" supplementary cultivation method. Does he also mean to send a person along with it?

"Probably not?" As Song Shuhang thought this, the small black flying sword drew ever closer.

And then... there really was someone up there.

It was a little bald boy, about eight years old, who made the same screams as Song Shuhang had made back then.

This little bald guy is chubby and has a round face with big eyes. He's the kind of cute little chubby guy that makes you want to bite his cheek when you see him.

However, at this moment, the adorable little monk was bursting into tears... because the flying sword was moving too fast, his snot and saliva were flying backward, and his little face had turned pale from excessive fear.

Last time, when Senior White sent Song Shuhang, he used his flying sword to create an Escape Light so that Song Shuhang could stick to it.

However, the flying sword beneath the young monk did not possess Escape Light; it was purely a method of 'Flying Sword Message'.

The young monk clung tightly to the flying sword to avoid falling off. Fortunately, his robes, made of some unknown material, held the sword firmly without injuring him with its sharp edge, preventing him from being cut in two.

The only thing he's better off than Song Shuhang is that his hairstyle won't turn into a punk broom or an afro—because he has no hair.

"Senior White, is my eyesight failing me lately? I saw a little monk on the flying sword." Song Shuhang turned to Venerable White and asked.

"Yes, there's a young monk." Senior White nodded calmly.

"Damn, there really is a little monk. Didn't Senior Brother Three Days say he was only sending a USB drive? Why did he also send a little monk along with it?" Song Shuhang pinched his chin, then his eyes suddenly lit up and he said, "Senior White, could this little monk be the 'sword spirit' of this flying sword?"

"No, you're overthinking it," Senior White continued calmly. "He's just an ordinary, First-Grade monk who has just completed the Foundation Establishment Aperture Opening stage."

"..." Song Shuhang felt a chill run down his spine; his subconscious told him that something big was about to happen again.

Whoosh!

The flying sword landed lightly in front of Venerable White and hovered steadily in mid-air.

The little monk finally stopped screaming.

A moment later, he wiped away his tears and tried to stand up from the flying sword, his legs trembling. However, his legs were too weak, and he tried several times but could not stand up.

"Greetings, esteemed benefactors." The young monk, lying prone on the sword, clasped his hands together, his face solemn, and performed a proper bow. Then, mechanically, he turned to Song Shuhang: "Benefactors, could you do this humble monk a favor...? My legs are so weak, I can't get down?"

Song Shuhang dryly, just about to reach out and take the little monk.

Venerable White suddenly appeared to be deep in thought, then he made a Sword Formula and said, "Shuhang, it's very likely that little fellow Three Days sent the wrong thing. I think we should send the flying sword and the little monk back."

"Oh, that's true." Song Shuhang nodded. "But can you activate this flying sword, senior?"

Back then, the Medicine Master couldn't activate Master Profound Principle's flying sword, and had to ask Song Shuhang to help send the flying sword back by express delivery.

Venerable White said, "Don't worry, this time Profound Principle Tongxuan has lifted the restrictions on the flying sword. His disciple can use it for Three Days. I can activate the flying sword, inject spiritual power, and launch it back."

"No, no... the little monk will die!" The little monk could no longer maintain his serious demeanor and shouted loudly.

At the same time, he quickly reached into the hilt of the sword and pulled out a USB drive. "You must be Senior Brother Song Shuhang, right? This is what Senior Brother Three Days wanted to send you! It contains the auxiliary cultivation method for the <Unmoving Vajra Body>. This little monk doesn't lie; you'll know once you open it."

Song Shuhang took the USB drive and handed it to Senior White.

Senior White reached out and took the USB drive, examined it, and said, "Hmm, the USB drive is fine, this is it. I'll contact Three Days later to have him send over the method to lift the restriction on it."

Song Shuhang nodded silently.

"Senior Brother Shuhang, can you put me down now?" The little monk looked at Song Shuhang with pitiful eyes, clasped his hands together, and pleaded.

"Um, who are you?" Song Shuhang asked.

"My Little Guoguo, I'm six years old, and I'm the seventy-eighth true disciple of Abbot Profound Principle!" The little monk's face was serious, but his brows couldn't hide his pride as he said, "I recently completed my Foundation Establishment. Once I advance to the Second-Grade, I'll have my own Dharma name. I'm very powerful!"

This chubby little boy is only six years old, but he looks like he's eight.

"Did you sneak out?" Song Shuhang asked.

The young monk's expression immediately changed. After a moment, he gritted his teeth and said with a conflicted look, "No! I... yes, I asked Senior Brother Three Days to bring me here!"

After he finished speaking, he clasped his hands together tightly and silently chanted Buddhist mantras.

"Oh." Song Shuhang nodded.

Then, Shuhang took out his phone, ready to dial the number of his senior brother Three Days.

The young monk, with his sharp eyes, immediately spotted the contact on Song Shuhang's phone. His face turned pale instantly. "I'm so sorry! Senior Brother Song Shuhang, I snuck out. Please, please don't call Senior Brother Three Days!"

The Senior White said calmly, "Monks cannot lie. You have broken the precept."

The little monk immediately looked pale.

"Should we send it back after all?" Senior White began to perform Sword Formula again.

The little monk panicked. "No! People will die! My limbs were weak when I came here. If Flying Sword Message again, I'll definitely fall halfway down. I don't want to go to the Western Paradise so soon!"

"Don't worry!" Upon hearing this topic, Venerable White immediately exclaimed confidently, "I can send you back using the 'Flying Sword Person-Delivery' method. Just like Sword Flight, the Escape Light will firmly stick you to the flying sword, you won't fall. This method is excellent, Shuhang has even tried it! Right, Shuhang?"

Song Shuhang chuckled and nodded, "Hehe, yes, safety is guaranteed, and it's very fast!"

"Very fast!" Upon hearing this description, the little monk's face turned ashen.

"Haha, just kidding." Song Shuhang laughed, reaching out to pick up the little monk and lift him off the flying sword.

Just then, his phone rang.

Song Shuhang took out his phone and saw that it was his senior brother from Three Days ago calling. He answered the call.

"Junior Brother Shuhang? Did you receive the Flying Sword Message?" Senior Brother Three Days's voice came through.

Song Shuhang glanced at the little monk beside him, who was standing stiffly to the side with his hands clasped together, and smiled, "Just received it, senior brother."

"Is there a chubby little monk on that flying sword, the kind that's small but cunning?" Senior Brother Three Days asked, his voice filled with anxiety.

"Yes, there is one, named Guoguo, right?" Song Shuhang replied.

The Three Days brother on the other end of the phone breathed a sigh of relief, "That bastard actually managed to run away using my Flying Sword Message. How could he do something like that!"

Then, Senior Brother Three Days recounted the whole incident to Song Shuhang.

The young monk Guoguo was brought back to the temple by Master Profound Principle three years ago and accepted as a disciple. He is said to be a descendant of Master Profound Principle's deceased friend.

According to the rules of World's End Wandering Temple, disciples are not allowed to leave the temple unless they have advanced to the Third-Grade Houtian Realm. Then this little guy was incredibly audacious. That day, he wore an invisibility Talisman Treasure on his body and hung himself on Black Iron Flying Sword.

No wonder the young novice monk who went to retrieve the sword said, "Why is the Black Iron Flying Sword so heavy?" At that time, the young monk had hidden himself on the Black Iron Flying Sword.

Then, Three Days later, Senior Brother Flying Sword Message, and the little monk flew all the way to Song Shuhang on the flying sword.

Song Shuhang couldn't help but take another look at the little monk. The little guy just stood there with his hands clasped together, clearly the kind of obedient child who would never disagree with an adult.

No one expected that he would hang himself on a flying sword and use it to escape from 'World's End Wandering Temple'.

"Please take care of him for two or three days, or at most a week, then a junior brother will go to the Jiangnan Region to bring him back," Three Days Shuhang with a sigh.

Actually... Senior Brother Three Days could also Sword Flight and bring the little monk back.

However, seeing that the little guy had gone through so much trouble to run away, his heart softened. Why not let the little guy play outside for a few days? Anyway, with Senior White by Song Shuhang's side, his safety is guaranteed.

"Taking care of him for a few days is fine, but I'll be going back to my hometown in a few days. I'm on summer vacation now. If I don't come to take care of him within two or three days, I'll have to trouble that senior brother to go to my hometown to check on the little monk," Song Shuhang added.

"Okay, no problem," said Senior Brother Three Days.

"Okay, then that's settled." Just as Song Shuhang was about to hang up, Senior White Song Shuhang for him to hand the phone over.

After receiving the call, Senior White asked, "Tell me how to unblock the USB drive in Three Days."

"Yes, senior." Senior Brother Three Days began to explain the method of unsealing to Senior White.

Song Shuhang then turned to the Guoguo monk Guoguo.

"Shuhang, I'm sorry to have troubled you." The young monk clasped his hands together and bowed in greeting.

"Hehe." Song Shuhang suddenly moved with lightning speed, pinching the little monk's chubby cheeks and forcefully pulling them apart... He wanted to do this the moment he saw the little monk!

It was particularly amusing to see the little monk with such a serious expression, yet not daring to disobey.

"Little guy, did you run away from World's End Wandering Temple just to have some fun?" Song Shuhang asked.

"The little monk is not a playful person." Guoguo with a serious face.

"Then why did you go through all that trouble to come out here?" Shuhang curiously.

The young monk looked conflicted, then gritted his teeth and said, "If you, Shuhang, swear you won't tell anyone, I can tell you why I ran away."

"No problem, I feel like I can keep my mouth shut." Song Shuhang said seriously.

He also swore a solemn oath with the young monk.

The young monk then whispered, "Actually, I've been meditating and practicing for too long these past two years. Sometimes when I'm in seclusion, I even meditate on ice or Fire Rock. I don't know when I developed hemorrhoids. I heard there are surgeries available for hemorrhoids outside, so I wanted to sneak out and have one."

Song Shuhang rubbed his face vigorously—he felt he had recently developed facial expression stiffness, and he didn't know what expression to use to express the turmoil in his heart...