Chapter 115 Xiawei Temple: My Relationship with the Master is Now in Its Third Lifetime...
It wouldn't be appropriate to describe this female benefactor as "knowing a great deal." The butter-flower monk estimated that, apart from some scattered details that only existed in the west wing of the backyard, Yu Naixin probably knew everything else.
Those past experiences are the eternal pain of the butter flower monks, yet Yu Naixin clearly mentions them. This is like reopening the huge scars that the butter flower monks have tried so hard to hide, exposing the foul pus that cannot be healed, as well as the blood and rotten flesh that are unbearable to look at.
The butter flower monk was not someone with a strong desire to escape. In the two previous simulations, he faced these scars frankly and did not deliberately hide anything from Yu Naixin. In order to atone for his sins, he was even willing to die.
But those times were in a simulator. Yu Naixin had either fought with the Butter Flower Monk or let him witness how she subdued the headless stone ghost. So the Butter Flower Monk had some understanding and affection for Yu Naixin.
This time, Yu Naixin had only just met the butter flower monk, and suddenly she revealed his deepest pain. Of course, the butter flower monk would feel uncomfortable and out of place.
Yu Naixin was not unaware of this, but she was even more aware that her time was very limited.
Judging from the spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from the west wing of the backyard of Xiawei Temple and the dark cave high in the snow-capped mountains outside, it would take her quite a while to get inside, at least a day and a night, or twenty-four hours. And this entire event only gave her less than four full days.
Taking into account the possibility of unexpected mistakes and the additional tasks that need to be done in the segment, Yu Naixin's time is really tight.
Therefore, she adhered to her principle after opening the real-world instance—to complete her plan as quickly as possible to clear "Xiawei Temple".
The monk's face was colder than Yu Naixin had ever seen before: "...Benefactor Yu, you need to give this humble monk an explanation."
Even though he didn't sense any ulterior motives from the female benefactor, the butter flower monk was on high alert.
【…Huh? What happened? The flirtatious banter between the two guests suddenly turned into a cold confrontation?!】
The little witch's attitude hasn't actually changed much; it's mainly the butter monk who's completely changed!
[What kind of riddle are the female guest and the monk talking about?! Can't they at least explain it clearly to the audience? What's this "west wing in the backyard"? And what's this "rusty lock"?! I can understand each word individually, but what does it mean when put together?! Nobody except the two of them can understand it at all!]
[My God... I specifically checked and this episode hasn't even been going on for three minutes. How did the female guest get so many clues in such a short time?!]
[Hiss, now I understand why so many long-time viewers in the live stream call this female guest "Big Demon King" or "Little Witch"—she really does have a bit of a demonic aura.]
This was the first time Yu Naixin had heard the butter monk speak in such a chilling tone, which could even be described as murderous.
However, Yu Naixin was not intimidated at all. She leaned close to the right ear of the butter sculpture monk again and said with a smile, "Master, you are a Buddhist and Taoist, so you should believe in the concept of past and present lives, right?"
"My connection with the master is now our third lifetime."
It sounds like a very unreliable statement, but it is actually the absolute truth.
Yu Naixin's simulations could easily be described as spanning a lifetime; she has truly spent two lifetimes with the butter monk at Xiawei Temple.
Thinking back to the first time I properly met the monk who made butter sculptures, I casually said, "It's hard to meet and hard to part, our meeting is fate." Surprisingly, it was very fitting for what happened later.
Butter Monk: "...?"
The butter-flower monk was taken aback by what Yu Naixin said.
Yu Naixin's entire upper body was pressed tightly against him, and he could hear the sound of her heartbeat if he concentrated even slightly.
In addition, the butter flower monk's extraordinary perception allowed him to tell that Yu Naixin's words came from the bottom of her heart and were not a lie.
As a monk made of yak butter sculptures, even so... he did believe in the concept of reincarnation.
Using this explanation, it becomes quite reasonable to understand why Yu Naixin knew so much.
[A third-life destiny?!]
[There's no such thing as a past life or future life in "Heartbeat 1000%". All the guests only have one life, and once it's used up, they simply dissipate within the program's instance, becoming the well-known "nutrients".]
But the female guest didn't seem to be joking; she was serious!
After a brief moment of confusion, even the butter flower monk couldn't help but wonder if everything was as Yu Naixin had said.
Ultimately, with a mix of skepticism and uncertainty, the butter-flower monk agreed to Yu Naixin's request to take her to the west wing of the backyard.
Ultimately, the butter-flower monk believed that he had nothing left to covet.
Even if Yu Naixin fully understands his past, at most it will only increase his so-called "favorability" towards her under the forced rules of the "Heartbeat 1000%" program.
The higher the favorability rating, the more thoroughly these guest characters will be "purged," which is also a form of disguised death.
Isn't this exactly what he's been seeking all along?
Without uttering another word, the butter-flower monk carried Yu Naixin on his back and silently passed through the screen wall, arriving at the backyard, which was still shrouded in thick gray fog.
Yu Naixin's senses vanished instantly, leaving her passively transported like an object by a butter monk.
Viewers in the live stream could only follow Yu Naixin's perspective, watching the pitch-black screen filled with dark gray.
The same result is obtained from the perspective of the monk cutting butter flowers.
[I'm speechless. I could barely understand what these two guests were saying, and now I can't even see them at all.]
[The temple's front courtyard isn't very large, so the back courtyard shouldn't be too big either, right? We should be able to reach the west wing in a little while. The female guest wouldn't just go to a completely inaccessible place to wait; the scene should be restored soon.]
Contrary to the audience's guesses in the live chat, the butter-flower monk walked at a moderate pace from the screen wall to the west wing of the backyard, taking quite a while.
At the beginning of this episode, when Yu Naixin ran out of the gray fog and arrived at the main gate of Xiawei Temple, she quietly released the priest's folding fan and paper dog as usual.
Yu Naixin was able to enter the backyard, and so were her two special magical artifacts. However, Yu Naixin herself was so severely restricted by the gray mist that the priest's folding fan and the paper puppy could hardly move.
The butter-flower monks had already reached the door of the west wing, while the priest with his folding fan and paper-mache dog barely managed to get close to the lotus pond.
After testing her connection with the two special spiritual artifacts, which remained smooth, Yu Naixin stopped paying attention to them.
The butter-flower monk stopped, standing two steps away from the doorway of the central room in the west wing.
“Benefactor Yu,” the butter-flower monk began, “I’ll ask you one last time, are you sure you won’t change your mind?”
He made up his mind that if he sensed even the slightest bit of regret from Yu Naixin behind him, he would turn around and go back.
From this vantage point, the terrifying resentment locked behind the west wing door could be faintly sensed. Even though Yu Naixin's senses were almost entirely deprived, she could still feel the chilling temperature emanating from that resentment.
Yu Naixin smiled to herself.
Despite the monk's cold and serious tone, his actions were as gentle and compassionate as ever.
If he hadn't been worried about her safety, why would the butter-flower monk have gone to all this way to ask her one last question, giving her one last chance to change her mind?
At this moment, Yu Naixin was unable to communicate her response to the butter flower monk through normal means. She could neither speak nor instruct her body to make any movements.
Yu Naixin immediately took out the two surrogate straw men from her inventory.
She bought this from the special system shop while teasing the butter flower monk. Two thousand Sweet Coins evaporated instantly, leaving Yu Naixin with only 3054 in her account.
This is the result after including the audience donations from earlier.
However, Yu Naixin didn't feel much heartache.
Money is earned to be spent.
As long as you spend it in a way that makes you feel it's worthwhile, that's fine.
When Yu Naixin takes out items from the system's inventory, she can use her spiritual power to determine where they will appear.
Yu Naixin placed the two straw dolls in front of her, near the large lock in the middle of the west wing.
The eerie atmosphere emanating from inside the door made it easier for Yu Naixin to locate the source of the energy in this unusual situation; the deepest eerie atmosphere was found in the crack behind the lock.
Butter Monk: "...?!"
Unlike Yu Naixin, who was completely clueless, the scene in the backyard of Xiawei Temple was clearly visible to the guest, the butter flower monk.
He couldn't possibly see Yu Naixin's system screen. In the eyes of the butter monk, it was as if two palm-sized straw dolls suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of the heavily rusted lock in the west wing.
The fact that the show's guests possessed a system shop was completely unknown to the butter monk, who had been confined to the unopened version of the show. He was quite surprised to see Yu Naixin summon two items so silently.
In particular, these two palm-sized straw dolls contain extremely rich and dense spiritual energy, making them clearly extraordinary.
While surprised, the butter-flower monk also felt it was somewhat reasonable.
Without such methods, Yu Naixin wouldn't have appeared so confident, seemingly indifferent to the extremely dangerous west wing.
In an instant, the two lives of the substitute straw man were taken, and the metal lock, which was already covered in rust, cracked open with a "click," and its two closed doors were freed from their restraints and opened completely from the inside.
A chilling, bone-chilling aura surged out of the door, freezing not only Yu Naixin and the butter flower monk, but also causing fluctuations in the gray mist on the screen for the viewers in the live stream.
[Holy crap! What's that in the west wing?!]
[It can even affect the gray mist, how powerful must this spiritual energy or resentment be?!]
[Is this the place the female guest insisted on coming to?! What's the difference between her coming here and suicide?!]
[I saw the slight glow of the straw doll taking effect! My god, did the female guest use two straw dolls in one go?! Are they that rich and powerful?!]
[What?! She even prepared tools for her own death?!]
Facing the eerie wind, Yu Naixin finally regained her senses. She released the butter-flower monk, jumped off his back, and rushed into the strange door without hesitation.
In an instant, Yu Naixin felt dizzy and disoriented.
It was somewhat like the membrane she would pass through every time the simulation started; Yu Naixin could feel that she had entered a completely new space-time.
"Finally made it in time..." came the relieved voice of an elderly man. "There will be enough butter sculptures for tomorrow's ceremony."
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