Estranged

CH 80

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At first, I was investigating Bei Shu’s rebellion, but I happened to meet Chi Bijiang, and I found out a lot from her.
It’s a long story, and I can’t tell it in a few words.
In short, I followed the vine to get to the mellow, and realized that the Wanlian Buddhist Temple is also involved, so I came here to take a look.
I didn’t really expect to find something that bemusing.
That means that the death of Shizun Jiufang, the genius of his generation, in the battle of the Sacred Mountain Wan, is suspicious.
I suppose that you also want to learn the truth about what happened.
Good or evil, he is still our shizun, how can we let people smear his name and throw him into oblivion behind his back?”

Followed the vine to get to the mellow: track down smth by following clues

Yun Weisi was looking at Sun Buku, trying to understand how much of what he had said had been sincere.

“But you wanted to kill me just now.”

Words can be used to cover up lies, but Sun Buku’s murderous intent was apparent in his eyes.

“You’ve almost become possessed.
This poor monk couldn’t simply await his doom.”

Sun Buku’s gaze was penetrating, as if he wanted to see through to Yun Weisi’s inner thoughts.

“Compared to the Ninth Abyss, this place is a minor sorcerer in the presence of a significant one.
Given your cultivation, there’s no chance you can get possessed.
What could you have seen that almost made you lose control?”

A minor sorcerer in the presence of a significant one: pale into insignificance by comparison

Yun Weisi did not answer this question.
He turned back and started looking for a way out, going down the stairs step by step.
He used his spiritual powers to send the Chunzhao Sword ahead as a guide.

But, akin to a stone sinking in the sea, it found nothing.

He lowered his head to look down.

The high stairway under his feet seemed to have neither beginning nor end, stretching into the darkness as far as the eye could see, suspended in the air.
No one knew where it began or where its final step was located.

Yun Weisi dropped a jade pendant down there, but heard nothing even after a long time had passed.

It was so deep that one could not see the bottom of it.

Sun Buku was standing near him, making leisurely remarks.

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“If you jump down, you’ll fall into a boundless trap, just like those people in the Void Shore who are indulging in the past.
Yun Weisi, since we both want to get out of here, why don’t we work together?”

He seemed to not be in a hurry at all.
He was so calm and unruffled that he even sat on the stairs cross-legged, his fingers folded in a lotus gesture.

Holding a flower, he smiled, just like a Buddha expressing compassion.

Holding a flower, he smiled: fig.
gain a thorough understanding of Buddhist teachings; in this case, I believe, it refers to his gesture

Yun Weisi: “Keep talking.”

He was not saying much because he did not want to interact with Sun Buku.
This person was carefully observing his speech and behavior, while Sun Buku’s ability to read minds was quite impressive, which stood in contrast to his merciful appearance that was refined like a spring breeze and rain.

Yun Weisi was repulsed by him subconsciously, and was always on guard against Sun Buku.

Sun Buku said: “The Wanlian Buddhist Temple has been accepting disciples in abundance for years, and has performed miracles to lure crowds of common people to worship them on bended knees.
This faith has deepened their spiritual powers, and they have colluded with the Ghost Realm in secret, capturing living souls to refine into ritual vessels, which has enhanced their cultivation bases.
After the accident with Bei Shu came to light, the Qingyun School started investigating, finding spider threads and horse tracks everywhere.
This time, I took up the matter myself, and I wanted to find some clues during the puja on the fifteenth of the seventh month.
I didn’t expect them to be that generous, and use a formation set with their Drum of Kui Pattern to lure us here and trap us.”

Spider threads and horse tracks: tiny hints

Yun Weisi furrowed in his mind: “Colluded with the Ghost Realm?”

“You didn’t know?” Sun Buku thought that Yun Weisi was quite knowledgeable about the Wanlian Buddhist Temple, “Attracted by its fame, common people from every province come to the annual puja of the fifteenth of the seventh month to offer money, fruits and flowers that pile up as tall as mountains.
Everyone wants the Wanlian Buddhist Temple to release the souls of their ancestors, and protect their households.
In reality, everything is different.”

The Wanlian Buddhist Temple summoned immortal souls, collected ghosts, and tricked them into traps, either taking them under control, or refining them to become evil spirits.
However, the Human World venerated them.

According to Sun Buku, the puja was an outright scam.

Yun Weisi was thinking about Changming.

They had gone their separate ways, and Changming was exploring the paths inside the You Capital.
Since the Wanlian Buddhist Temple knew about their arrival in advance, they used the Buddha’s Drum of Kui Pattern to kindly invite them to enter their jar.
Their enemies had certainly laid out schemes in the place where Shizun was now, and Changming could hardly avoid countless snares and ambushes alone.

To kindly invite them to enter their jar: lure into a trap

Thinking about this, he would inevitably start worrying, but he could not show it lest Sun Buku noticed a clue.

“Why should I trust you?”

His expression was grave, as if he was pondering over Sun Buku’s words.

“Since we used to be fellow disciples, I’m taking an oath upon the spirit of our deceased Shizun Jiufang.
Until we’ve uncovered the mysteries around the Wanlian Buddhist Temple, I won’t get in your way at all…”