567. The Uninvited Ghost Cultivator

Song Shuhang's Spirit Ghost silently stared at the Foreign Monk in mid-air.

Is it not only when using the Ksitigarbha Soul-Deliverance Scripture Soul Deliverance that Merit Light is increased? Can strange methods, like those used by Foreign Monk to resolve Cause and Effect, also accumulate Merit Light?

My understanding of the Merit Light is still too limited.

--And judging from the appearance, the Foreign Monk's abundant Merit Light must have come from many sources.

Spirit Ghost saw the Foreign Monk emerge from the train station just as he was about to board the bullet train bound for the 'Jiangnan Region'.

It was good luck, I suppose. The Spirit Ghost was originally planning to go to Jiangnan to find the Foreign Monk, but he didn't expect to run into his target so easily. So, he followed the Foreign Monk all the way here.

"Then, I'll meet him after he gets out of the police station," the Spirit Ghost thought to itself. Its true form wanted to learn from the Foreign Monk about the Ksitigarbha Soul-Deliverance Scripture and how to accumulate Merit Light.

However... whenever Foreign Monk saw this dim-witted Spirit Ghost, he always felt uneasy.

If it suddenly appeared in front of the Foreign Monk, wouldn't the guy mistake it for a Resentful Ghost and desperately try to purify it?

The Spirit Ghost senses that, given the Foreign Monk's character, there's a greater than 90% chance he'll take action to purify it.

Thinking about this, Spirit Ghost felt a headache coming on... and the wound on his back also began to ache faintly.

But now, the police officers at the police station are having an even bigger headache.

When the police officers saw a burly Foreign Monk carrying a tearful thief into the room, their hearts clenched, and they were also quite puzzled.

"Comrades, I've come to turn myself in. This is a thief trying to steal an electric bike. I caught him red-handed, and I've filmed the whole thing. This is the evidence." The Foreign Monk pulled out his phone, looking smug. "You can detain this thief according to the law."

"Thank you, comrade. But what does 'surrender' mean?" a police officer stepped forward, feeling immense pressure as he looked at the Foreign Monk, bear-like physique.

"I surrendered because I was angry and accidentally... oh no, I meant to deliberately beat this thief into a level two serious injury. I had it checked, and it was exactly the limit of level two serious injury! So according to the law, I should be sentenced to about three years. So, I came to surrender." The Foreign Monk threw the thief aside, clasped his hands together, and looked Righteous Qi- inspiring!

The thief trembled and groaned, "Take me to... the hospital, ahhh."

Police officer. "..."

What should I do? What kind of expression should I use to deal with this international friend? Should I arrest him and lock him up for three years? But something just doesn't feel right.

After a long pause, the police officer took a deep breath and asked the thief, "Are you sure it was this master who seriously injured you?"

Let's go through the motions and take a statement. If the thief also admits that this Foreign Monk hit him... then let's send this Foreign Monk master to a mental hospital!

"It wasn't him, it wasn't this master at all! I just accidentally fell and hurt myself, sob sob sob, whatever, even if you arrest me and lock me up for ten days afterwards, sob sob sob, but before that, please take me to the hospital, sob sob sob." The thief cried his eyes out.

He didn't want to have anything to do with that lunatic anymore.

Whatever happens, let's not give this lunatic another chance to speak! We can't let him bring up the 'three years in jail' and 'ten days in jail' stuff anymore... Getting him into the hospital is better than anything else.

He just wanted to go to the hospital. God, please get this damn Foreign Monk away from me.

Ideally, we should never meet each other again in our entire lives.

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After that, something happened at the police station.

Anyway, the Foreign Monk inexplicably got out of the police station... and the thief was finally taken to the hospital.

But the Foreign Monk wouldn't give up. "Comrades, you can't just listen to this thief's side of the story. I really did beat him into a level two serious injury. Believe me, we monks don't lie!"

The police officers rubbed their temples; their heads ached terribly.

"Comrades, how about I punch that thief again? Let's make his injuries even worse? Even if it means a few more years in jail, I'll accept it!" the Foreign Monk shouted.

The thief turned pale—what a lunatic! It's terrifying!

"Please, please don't do that!" the police officers shouted.

In the end... the Foreign Monk was kicked out of the police station amidst the police officers' "caring for a fool" gazes.

The foreign Foreign Monk sighed softly, "A monk doesn't lie!"

He knew, of course, that being imprisoned for three years was not a good thing—but firstly, he wasn't afraid of being imprisoned. He was quite comfortable in prison. And anyway, he'd be out soon.

Importantly, monks do not lie, and they place great importance on Cause and Effect. If someone has committed assault, they should be imprisoned. They abide by the laws of the country in which they live.

Unfortunately, the police didn't let him have his way.

"It seems that I, this humble monk, must restrain myself and find a place to lock myself away for three years to sever this Cause and Effect," the Foreign Monk murmured.

So, let's find a place to lock ourselves up properly first!

Consider it a three-year long-term seclusion.

With that in mind, the Foreign Monk began his journey towards Ox Summit Mountain on White Whale Road in Wenzhou City.

I was just about to go see the director I admire.

Then, I'll find a quiet place on Ox Summit Mountain and quietly become a handsome man—no, a handsome monk!

Of course, it would be even better if I could get a minor role in a movie by a famous director.

So the Foreign Monk set off for White Whale Road and Ox Summit Mountain.

He planned to walk to his destination, which was also a form of spiritual practice.

The Spirit Ghost in the sky. "..."

Well, at least the Foreign Monk is out of the police station now. Let's go down and meet him.

The Spirit Ghost was about to go down and meet the Foreign Monk.

At this moment, several uninvited guests met with the Foreign Monk before the Spirit Ghost.

They were four men dressed in black suits and wearing sunglasses.

In this heat, aren't you afraid of getting prickly heat dressed like this?

"So you've finally decided to get out of prison, you wretched monk." Four men in black suits surrounded the Foreign Monk.

The Foreign Monk stared blankly at the men. "Do we... know each other?"

The four men in black suits sneered without uttering a word. A cloud of black mist rose from their backs.

From within this black mist, mournful ghostly cries could be heard.

At the same time, sharp claws emerged from the black mist.

"Ghost Cultivator?" The Spirit Ghost floated in the air, looking at the uninvited guests.

Then it could roughly guess why these Ghost Cultivators were looking for the Foreign Monk —probably because the Foreign Monk had accidentally purified some vengeful Resentful Ghost while passing through a certain place?