"Speaking of which, I should thank Hayato. If it weren't for Hayato, I might have had to wait a long time to get my revenge."
Cangjing Yuri turned around and looked at Hayato.
She only knew that every so often, Aoi Hai would secretly bring people into the secret room under the study.
Those who were taken in never came back.
Therefore, she was certain that Aoi Hai's secret, or perhaps leverage, was hidden beneath the secret room.
Although she didn't know exactly what happened, she heard the commotion outside.
She knew that her nominal husband was dead.
And all of this was clearly related to this guy.
So, from the bottom of her heart, she was still very grateful to this Monk, who was also the first man in her life.
"Although I was using Hayato, there's one thing I didn't lie about."
"Hayato is the first man I've encountered in these years who could make me interested."
"As for what just happened, consider it my compensation for using Hayato."
Looking at the Woman before him who made his scalp tingle, Hayato couldn't help but shake his head.
As the saying goes, the most venomous is a Woman's heart.
This Woman could endure for so many years for revenge, she was definitely not as harmless as she appeared on the surface.
It was a pity, such an ambitious Woman was destined not to willingly become a tool for his Happy Zen cultivation.
Aoi Hai was dead, and as his wife, Cangjing Yuri would inherit all his wealth.
As for Aoi Takumi, even if he didn't die at the hands of the Evil Spirit, he wouldn't escape this Woman's grasp.
However, at least he didn't lose out.
At least he got one free ride, and it was the most memorable one.
Hayato put on his kasaya and was about to leave when he saw the Woman leaning against the wall take out another lady's cigarette and light it.
Cangjing Yuri's gaze was fixed outside the window, her profile in the moonlight looked a little lost.
Apart from the relief of having avenged her great hatred, there was more confusion and melancholy in her eyes.
Seeing this, Hayato couldn't help but shake his head.
Revenge is like an ideal.
When you don't have it, you constantly pursue it.
But, when you actually get it, you might feel that life has lost its goal.
At this time, some people will look for the next goal, while others will get lost in a life that has lost its pursuit.
That earlier release of emotions was perhaps her way of concealing the panic and confusion in her heart.
This Woman was now in a state of confusion about the future.
If she didn't get out of this state, her life would only be about indulging herself and completely losing her sense of self.
To get out of this confusion and find a new goal in life.
Others' advice is useless unless she can get out of the confusion through her own will.
This requires extremely strong willpower.
Tap, tap, tap!
In the silent room, footsteps sounded.
Cangjing Yuri, who was lost in thought, her confused eyes became clear.
Looking at the man walking towards her, a look of confusion appeared on her face.
Why was this guy still here?
As she was thinking, she saw him getting closer and closer, slowly extending his hand towards her.
Cangjing Yuri subconsciously tilted her head back and took a step back, but was blocked by the wall.
Under the gaze of those nervous eyes, Hayato reached out and took the cigarette from the Woman's hand, gently extinguishing it.
"Women should smoke less."
"If Hayato doesn't know what to do, then Hayato should do something Hayato likes."
"Of course, if Hayato is tired, Hayato can also come to Yakushi Temple to cultivate. Although This humble monk's Temple is not large, it will provide a place for the layman to shelter from the wind and rain."
After Hayato finished speaking, he turned and left.
Some things cannot be forced; too much coercion will only be counterproductive.
Given this Woman's personality, she would definitely not willingly leave with him.
He said this merely to try and offer some guidance.
After all, she was a female layman with whom he had, at least, deeply discussed Buddha Law.
As for whether she could get out of it, that was up to her.
"What a simple-minded Monk."
Watching the figure in the kasaya leave until he disappeared from sight, Cangjing Yuri slowly came back to her senses.
Looking at the extinguished cigarette butt, she had developed this habit since she married Aoi Hai.
Sleeping in the same bed every day with the enemy she most wanted to retaliate against.
Even doing nothing, the psychological pressure alone was enough to drive someone mad.
She used smoking to vent the pressure in her heart, and unknowingly, seven years had passed.
The way she used to vent pressure had already become a habit.
This was the first time someone had taken the cigarette from her hand.
Cangjing Yuri's eyes softened, and she let out a deep sigh.
The pressure in her heart seemed to have been exhaled with that breath.
An unspeakable sense of relief.
"It's time to start a new life."
She had studied at Tokyo University, majoring in economics and finance.
Her biggest dream was to create her own business empire.
It wasn't until later, after her parents passed away, that she gave up her dream for revenge and married Aoi Hai.
And now, perhaps she could try to pick up her former dream again.
Following the gaze out the window towards the figure gradually walking away from the Estate villa, a heartfelt smile bloomed on Cangjing Yuri's face.
"Master, you can't go back on your word."
Chapter Fifty-Three: Antique Store!
On the way back to Yakushi Temple after leaving the Estate.
"Master~ you're really popular."
"Women like Hayato wherever Hayato goes."
Listening to the sarcastic voice coming from inside the prayer beads.
Hayato couldn't help but feel a headache.
He had sealed Tanaka Saya inside the prayer beads, but he had forgotten that being sealed inside the prayer beads also allowed Tanaka Saya to sense what was happening around her.
Therefore, when Hayato was just now deeply discussing Buddha Law with Cangjing Yuri, Tanaka Saya, sealed inside the prayer beads, saw everything clearly from the side.
With her complete obsession, the resentment in Tanaka Saya's heart had dissipated.
Although her personality was still affected by her experiences over the years, compared to her previous gloomy personality, she was now no different from a normal person.
But she also inherited the shortcomings that women should have.
Lively, jumpy, and possessive.
And also a bit of a lovesick fool.
What Hayato found most helpless right now was that he hadn't realized before that this Woman was also a Vinegar bottle (jealous person).
A tool Hayato used to cultivate Happy Zen, she actually became jealous.
There wasn't much Hayato could say about this.
Hayato could only pretend not to hear and directly ignore her.
After muttering for a long time, Tanaka Saya saw that Hayato was not paying her any attention at all, so she could only shut her mouth resentfully.
She sulked alone.
As soon as she quieted down, Hayato immediately felt the whole world become quiet.
"I still need to find a way."
Although she was quiet now, carrying a monster around with Hayato all the time wasn't a solution.
It made Hayato have no privacy at all.
Other things were fine, but the system's existence absolutely could not be exposed.
Not to anyone, not even to the person Hayato trusted the most.
This was a secret that belonged only to Hayato.
The morning light broke through the darkness, and the dim sky gradually brightened.
"It's dawn."
Hayato looked at the gradually brightening sky and was slightly taken aback.
Hayato didn't expect a whole night to pass so quickly.
Hayato left the room at midnight.
From entering the secret room to Tanaka Saya's revenge, the process seemed long, but it actually only took two or three hours.
As for the remaining time, most of it was wasted on Cangjing Yuri.
After all, a brand new, uncultivated field would indeed be a waste of resources if not properly explored.
After entering the City, the scattered pedestrians gradually increased.
The whole world suddenly seemed to gain vitality and color.
"This is life."
Hayato felt a sense of emotion.
Everyone was living for their own lives.
So, what was Hayato living for?
Looking at the hurried office workers on the street, a question involuntarily flashed through Hayato's mind.
These lives, which seemed somewhat pathetic to Hayato, might be the greatest happiness for these people.
From this perspective, human joy and sorrow were not the same.
Hayato could not use Hayato's own thoughts to change or force others to do anything.
However, at least Hayato needed to know what Hayato wanted.
"Becoming a Buddha?"
That was just a distant and illusory thought, not yet a goal.
Hayato shook Hayato's head, shaking the thought out of Hayato's mind.
It didn't matter if Hayato didn't know; Hayato's life was still so long, there was plenty of time for Hayato to find Hayato's goal.
Looking at an antique store that had just opened on the roadside, Hayato, who was about to leave, suddenly thought of the few treasures Hayato had found at the flea market last time.
If Hayato could find such good things at a street stall, there might be even better treasures in an antique store.
If Hayato could find one, it would be a huge profit.
Thinking of this, Hayato directly walked into the antique store.
The storefront of this antique store was not large, with two windows and one door being the only sources of light inside.
Therefore, it looked a bit dim.
Shelves were placed throughout the room.
Hundreds of antiques were piled together, making the already small room look even more cramped.
Truly, there wasn't even a place to stand.
"Master, is there anything you need?"
The owner, who was cleaning, saw the Monk walking in from the door, and his eyes immediately lit up.
After all, being a Monk was a highly paid profession, and they were also quite generous.
Such a fat sheep delivered to the door could not be let go.
Scanning the store with Hayato's eyes, Hayato couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
Although most of the antiques here were genuine, the radiance they emitted was quite dim.
Only a few could barely be considered worth looking at.
Hayato casually picked an antique with the brightest radiance and asked about the price.
Then Hayato immediately extinguished the idea of buying this antique.
A seemingly broken porcelain bowl actually cost him tens of millions of yens.
They could have just robbed money, but they insisted on selling Hayato a broken porcelain bowl.
Hayato didn't care about antiques, Hayato wasn't an antique collector, but this price alone directly deterred Hayato.
Of course, the most important thing was that this broken bowl was not worth this price in Hayato's eyes at all.
Although the price of tens of millions of yens was expensive, Hayato could still afford it if Hayato gritted Hayato's teeth.
But compared to these expensive antiques, Hayato preferred items with strong spirituality.
The more spiritually rich an item was, the more likely it was to embody strong obsessions and beliefs.
Their power after enhancement far exceeded that of ordinary items.
"Indeed, it's not every time you get a chance to find a bargain."
Hayato shook Hayato's head and was about to turn and leave when Hayato's peripheral vision swept across the cash register.
A picture book that looked somewhat old suddenly caught Hayato's attention.