On the other side.
After Zhang Wei finished his call with Wu Nian, he didn't rest. He immediately sent a message to Hua Hua, informing it that he had asked Wu Nian to look after it. He told Hua Hua that if anything happened, it could talk to Wu Nian, who could help take care of it.
At the same time.
Zhang Wei didn't forget to tell Hua Hua about Wu Nian's identity and other information, so that Hua Hua could communicate with Wu Nian by phone. If necessary, it could also go directly to Mount Wutai to find Wu Nian.
After settling these matters, Zhang Wei went to bed.
...
The next morning.
Qin Province Airport.
At this moment.
After flying all night, the old man with reading glasses and Hua Hua arrived in Qin Province. While the old man with reading glasses went to the restroom, Hua Hua picked up its phone and looked at the message Zhang Wei had sent.
Upon seeing it.
Hua Hua's eyes filled with emotion as it murmured:
"Meow~ Master is so good to me, contacting connections for me overnight. I can't just sit idly by. I can't let Master down. I need to achieve something quickly and infiltrate the Senluo Division as soon as possible."
While murmuring.
Hua Hua glanced towards the restroom, its cat pupils gleaming.
Meow~ I need to infiltrate the Senluo Division quickly, and find an opportunity to kill the old man with reading glasses and preserve him as a specimen for Master. But how should I do it?
Recalling the various undercover infiltration cases it had seen in spy films.
Hua Hua confidently thought:
"Meow~ I remember that those undercover agents who infiltrated organizations always did something earth-shattering, and then gained the organization's recognition and trust. So, I also need to do something big in Qin Province to make the Senluo Division see me in a new light."
Thinking of this, Hua Hua scratched its head with its paw:
"That glasses guy said he wanted to attract the attention of the Weidao Division in Qin Province. If I do something that attracts the Weidao Division's attention, but I can't really go around killing ghost exorcists, then I'll really become a bad orange cat, meow~ Wait! (o゜▽゜)o☆"
A flash of inspiration struck its mind.
Hua Hua knew what big thing it needed to do. Since it was in the Senluo Division, it had to do something as bad as possible to attract the attention of both the Weidao Division and the Senluo Division.
The ancient saying goes, bad people do bad things, which are nothing more than murder and arson. However, murder is not possible, it cannot do that... but it can set fires!
"Meow~ I've got it! I've got it!!"
Having thought of a plan, Hua Hua meowed happily and, without forgetting, sent a text message to the Wu Nian phone number Zhang Wei had given it. Master had said that if it was going to do something, Wu Nian could help look after it.
Not long after.
After sending the message, the old man with reading glasses came out of the restroom.
He walked towards Hua Hua and said:
"I'm done. Let's find a place to stay first, and then use that as a contact point. We'll act separately."
"Meow~ Okay."
"It seems you're also very excited, orange cat. Are you as eager as I am to do something?"
The old man with reading glasses noticed Hua Hua's excitement.
Hua Hua looked at him and casually nodded:
"Meow~ Yes, I can't wait. Let's find a place to stay quickly. I haven't killed anyone or ghosts in days."
The old man with reading glasses nodded and asked:
"Orange cat, are you planning to attract the Weidao Division's attention in Qin Province by killing people and ghosts?"
"No, I don't plan to just kill people. I also want to set fires. I've wanted to do this for a long time. Killing and arson seem like they would be very interesting, don't you think, glasses? Meow~."
"Oh? Arson? That's a good idea. Set a fire in a crowded place and burn a lot of people. Where do you plan to set it on fire? A residential area? A school? A shopping mall?"
In response to the old man with reading glasses' question.
Hua Hua did not hide anything and replied directly:
"Residential area? School? Burning those isn't interesting. I want to burn Mount Wutai, meow~"
"What?!!!"
It could be seen.
As Hua Hua spoke, the eyes behind his reading glasses widened as if he had seen a ghost.
...
On the other side.
Qin Province, Mount Wutai.
At this moment.
Wu Nian had just finished reciting the morning scriptures and was about to go find Xia Mei. In recent days, Xia Mei had been helping with Master Kong Jing's funeral arrangements. It was difficult for a young girl to stay in a monastery for several days.
So, Wu Nian planned to invite her down the mountain for a meal.
"Amitabha, Benefactor Xia Mei."
Wu Nian arrived outside the hall and saw Xia Mei sitting there playing with her phone. He clasped his hands together and said.
Xia Mei turned around upon hearing him, patted the dust off her pants, and stood up, saying happily:
"Wu Nian, you're done reciting scriptures? I just saw a video that's super fun. Do you want to see it?"
Wu Nian interrupted Xia Mei, clasped his hands together, and asked:
"Amitabha, Benefactor Xia Mei, this humble monk does not watch such things. Also, Benefactor Xia Mei, it is getting late. Thank you for your help during these days."
"Huh? Why are you suddenly saying this? Are you trying to kick me out?" Xia Mei's happy expression suddenly fell.
"Amitabha, Benefactor Xia Mei, you misunderstand. This humble monk is not trying to kick you out. This humble monk is saying it is getting late, and it's almost time for a meal. To thank you for your help these days, this humble monk wants to invite you down the mountain for a meal. May I ask if Benefactor Xia Mei is willing to go?"
"Wow! Yes, of course, I'm willing! Wu Nian, you dummy, you're finally opening up and know to invite me to eat! What do you want to treat me to? It's not the 7 yuan mala tang, is it?"
"Amitabha, Benefactor Xia Mei, this humble monk is not that stingy. I can afford meals that cost hundreds or thousands of yuan."
"...Dummy, hmph!"
Xia Mei pouted, but her face was still happy:
"Then what do you plan to treat me to? What time are we going to eat? I haven't even put on makeup properly today, and my clothes don't look good. Let me change into something nice."
"Amitabha, if this humble monk arranges the time, this humble monk wants to go eat quickly. Because some of my senior and junior brothers who joined the Weidao Division for training are returning today. This humble monk is afraid that if we go down the mountain late, we won't be able to welcome them back."
"Then let's go quickly, no changing clothes. I look good like this anyway, right?"
"Amitabha, Benefactor Xia Mei, this humble monk does not understand fashion. However, seeing the pilgrims look at you as they pass by, I assume you look good."
Wu Nian said, clasping his hands together.
Xia Mei chuckled upon hearing this.
Just as she was about to say something, a text message notification sounded from her bag. Xia Mei picked up her phone and saw it was Wu Nian's phone:
"Wu Nian, someone named Hua Hua sent you a text message. It's the phone number Zhang Wei asked you to save yesterday."
Upon hearing this.
Wu Nian quickly reached out and took the phone, clasping his hands together and saying:
"Amitabha, it seems Hua Hua has encountered something. I didn't expect this humble monk to help Hua Hua so soon. In that case, the meal will have to be postponed for a while. After this humble monk helps Hua Hua, I will invite Benefactor Xia Mei to eat."
As he spoke.
Wu Nian opened the phone and looked at the text message, and then froze in place.
"Amitabha, this, this..."
As he looked.
The text message read:
[Hello Mr. Wu Nian, I am Hua Hua. I would like to ask for your help. I don't know if you can help. I want to communicate with you. In order to make the Senluo Division value me more, I want to burn Mount Wutai. Can you help me.]
Wu Nian: "..."
Looking at the content of the message, Wu Nian fell silent.
At this moment.
The conversation he had with Zhang Wei yesterday inexplicably surfaced in his mind... It was his solemn promise to Zhang Wei to take care of things, to tell Zhang Wei not to worry, that it was just a small favor, and he could handle it.
At the same time.
Xia Mei noticed Wu Nian's dazed expression and hesitantly asked:
"Wu Nian, what's wrong? Are you okay?"
Upon hearing this.
Wu Nian looked over slowly, clasped his hands together, opened his mouth, and finally said:
"Amitabha, Benefactor Xia Mei... perhaps this humble monk won't be able to treat you to a meal first. This humble monk..."
Before Wu Nian could finish speaking.
Just then.
Happy shouts were heard.
"Senior Brother Wu Nian (Junior Brother Wu Nian), we're back!"
From the direction of the Mount Wutai gate outside the hall, a group of monks walked over.
Wu Nian recognized them. They were the senior and junior brothers from Mount Wutai who had been selected to train with the Weidao Division. Originally, Wu Nian and Zhang Chao were supposed to train them, but due to the death of Master Kong Jing, Wu Nian handed them over to Lin Tong. Now they were back.
However, before Wu Nian could be happy, his gaze flickered, and he was stunned again.
Let alone Wu Nian.
Even Xia Mei and the surrounding monks were stunned.
"My Buddha! You... Senior Brother Wu Wei, weren't you training with the Weidao Division??"
A monk spoke out.
He stared intently at the weapon bags they were carrying, the pistols at their waists, and the Barrett sniper rifles in their hands, and couldn't help but say again:
"Senior Brother Wu Wei, were you sent by the Weidao Division to Ukraine to exorcise ghosts?!"
At the same moment.
Wu Nian was also stunned. Looking at their equipment, he suddenly remembered the text message Lin Tong had sent him yesterday. Lin Tong had said that he trained his senior and junior brothers and specifically invited Zhang Wei to help. Zhang Wei had trained them very rigorously.
Thinking of this.
Wu Nian fell silent.
So, Captain Lin Tong's "very rigorous" was not a metaphor, but a statement of fact.
For a moment, Wu Nian stood there stunned, looking at the people walking towards him, chattering about how powerful their military-grade weapons were for ghost exorcism, and how useful the lessons taught by mentor Zhang Wei were. He recalled Hua Hua's message...
Inevitably.
Wu Nian slowly clasped his hands together and murmured in his heart:
"Amitabha, Buddha, should this humble monk have made a promise to Zhang Wei? Was this promise right or wrong?"
...