My Lady Always Lacks Ambition

Chapter 1135 - 1103: The Truly Miserable Noble Family

Qin Liuxi reluctantly left under the disdainful gaze of Elder Jingci.

Elder Jingci watched her leave and sighed. Suddenly, there was a slight disturbance from beneath the White Tower. His expression changed slightly, and he sat back down next to the White Tower, fiddling with the Buddha Beads. Scriptures flowed from his mouth, and a solemn dharma form appeared behind him, compassionately looking down.

The disturbance was suppressed again.

The eyeballs under Elder Jingci’s eyelids rolled slightly, but he never opened them, continuing to recite scriptures.

The bones of the Evil Buddha are stirring; it’s not far from chaos in the world.

Qin Liuxi walked to the Ksitigarbha Hall and offered an incense candle to the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva there. As she gazed at the statue holding a Treasure Bead in its left hand and a staff in its right, sitting on a thousand-leaf green lotus, she recalled Elder Jingci’s words.

She wasn’t a Lonely Soul from another world arriving in this one, but a Divine Soul returning to its body. She had always been the Qin Family’s daughter, so before she was five, was she just a little fool with an incomplete soul?

Qin Liuxi looked down at her hands, where a Red Lotus Karma Fire whooshed from her palm, swaying slightly.

No matter her origins, in this lifetime, she was just Qin Liuxi.

She pressed down on the Qiankun Bag at her waist, where the relic given by the elder from Yufu Temple, a priceless Shariputra, lay—truly a hot potato. Having accepted it, she couldn’t not do anything about it.

Quiet footsteps could be heard behind the hall’s doors. Someone walked in and paused upon seeing Qin Liuxi’s back, their voice low and displeased: "Why is there still someone here? Didn’t the master clear the area?"

"It’s alright." An old voice replied.

Qin Liuxi turned around, and a servant helped an austere-looking elderly woman in simple yet dignified clothing toward her. They were followed by several maids and old women carrying baskets filled with various incense candles and offerings.

The elderly woman seemed to notice Qin Liuxi looking at her and turned her gaze towards Qin Liuxi. But her eyes were unfocused and cloudy with blindness. The servant at her side whispered constant reminders to walk slowly.

Qin Liuxi retracted her gaze and walked out. Just as she was about to pass by the elderly woman, there was a clatter.

A string of Buddha Beads broke and fell, the beads pattering on the ground. Two beads even rolled to Qin Liuxi’s feet.

Qin Liuxi halted, bent down to pick up the two red sandalwood beads, paused slightly, then said quietly: "Falling beads in the Ksitigarbha Hall is an ill omen. Resentful energy unresolved, spirits unable to move on, mere offerings cannot bring peace to the deceased; one must resolve the grievances."

As she finished speaking, those unfocused eyes snapped towards her, and the elderly woman’s body trembled, her once stern face turning an ashen blue.

The servant supporting the elderly woman shouted sternly: "Insolent! Who are you to speak such nonsense here?"

"Shunfang!" The elderly woman frowned and scolded the servant, asking with a trembling voice, "What do you mean, girl?"

Qin Liuxi replied: "Your daughter is not pleased by your offerings and sacrifices. Every time you come, her resentful energy grows. With such grievance unresolved, reincarnation is hopeless."

The elderly woman’s pupils trembled, and even the servants around her seemed uncertain and troubled.

"How do you know..."

How did she know she came to honor Wan’er, and what was this talk of Wan’er’s resentment?

"Buddha Beads are meant to dispel delusions and nurture the mind, but they are now tainted with a dead person’s resentful energy and no longer useful." Qin Liuxi put the beads back in the basket and said, "Rather than simply offering memorials, why not investigate the cause of the lady’s death? Only when the grievances of the dead are resolved can there truly be peaceful reincarnation."

The elderly woman staggered, taking two steps back as she fell into Shunfang’s arms, her lips moving.

Qin Liuxi shook her head and walked out.

Just as she stepped out of the hall doors, she heard a commotion behind her. She sighed, turned around, and walked back in.

Such a troublesome fate.

The elderly woman had collapsed into Shunfang’s arms, her face ashen, surrounded by anxious maids and servants calling out, "Old Lady."

"Quick, go get someone, find the Imperial Physician." Shunfang said, trying to help the elderly woman up.

"Don’t move her." Qin Liuxi commanded, striding quickly over.

Everyone was wary as Qin Liuxi returned.

"I’m a doctor." Qin Liuxi stated, "Step aside. It’s already stuffy here, and crowding her only makes her breathing harder. Lay her down."

They looked at each other, instinctively turning to Shunfang. She said, "All of you, move back," and then knelt down, letting the elderly woman lean against her while she stared at Qin Liuxi, "Are you really a doctor? If anything happens to our Old Lady, you..."