Many Wishes Temple.
The temple where Shinsen, an eminent monk of his generation, practiced.
Legend had it that this master had once sealed away powerful demons that had plagued the region.
Li Xia had come precisely for one of those he had sealed in his youth.
And he was in luck: his target had not fallen victim to Naraku's earlier actions.
"Clatter..."
Someone slid the wooden door open from outside.
A young novice stepped in and served a cup of tea to each of the two people in the room, one old and one young.
Just then, the old monk abruptly turned to look in a certain direction, his pupils involuntarily contracting.
It was the direction of the temple's Back Mountain.
"Master Shinsen, what's wrong?"
The young novice, having set down the tea, lacked composure and asked outright, unable to contain himself.
Across the tea table, Li Xia picked up the fragrant tea, brought it to his lips, and blew on it as he listened quietly.
(Li Xia was currently wearing a kasaya, with a Vajra and a scroll of sutras tucked against his chest and a staff beside him. Dragon markings faintly roamed across the exposed parts of his body, resembling an azure dragon.)
At the question, the monk Shinsen first frowned slightly, then relaxed his brow and shook his head.
"Hmm... perhaps I'm being overly suspicious. I thought I just heard Entei neigh..."
"Entei? What's that?"
The young novice blinked.
"The demon horse I sealed in the Shinto Shrine on the Back Mountain..."
The old monk glanced at Li Xia, who was sipping his tea, and did not keep them in suspense.
"Entei lives up to his name: he's a horse demon whose hooves tread on flames.
"He can travel fifteen hundred kilometers a day and has