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Everyone believes I am my master’s mount. Only I know the truth.
What I carry is not a holy monk, but a corpse controlled by the Buddhist order.
During the day, he chants sutras, presses his palms together, and urges Eldest Senior Brother to kill less.
But at night, corpse spots appear on his body.
Sometimes, when we reach a desolate mountain, he suddenly dismounts from my back.
He kneels under the moonlight, kowtowing toward the west.
What he recites is not a Buddhist scripture.
But another line.
“Skin as a kasaya, bones as a lotus throne, lend me this body, return to Spirit Mountain.”
The first time I heard this, my four hooves went weak with fear.
I wanted to call for Eldest Senior Brother.
But he was crouching on a tree, the Golden Cudgel laid across his knees.
His Fiery Golden Eyes fixed unblinkingly on Master.
He had clearly seen everything, yet he only shook his head at me.
“Little White Dragon, pretend you didn’t see it.”
“Just carry him. Once we reach Spirit Mountain and obtain the True Scriptures, it will be fine.”
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