Gao De pressed his hands together in prayer, reciting a Buddhist invocation, saying, "As a monk, I always keep my word. Staying here, even if one day this place becomes unbalanced, I will ensure that the vicious ghosts can't escape and harm the citizens of the city."
Fang Luo's expression gradually softened, "Do as you please, but I hope you honor your words and don't speak of this to anyone."
"Alright, I will remember this," the monk replied.
At this moment, footsteps sounded from inside the room; it was Aluo awakening. She slowly walked out of the room, somewhat confused, and asked, "Aqing, did we have visitors?"
"Just a monk passing by, asking for a drink of water," Fang Luo replied.
"Oh," Aluo replied, "I wonder if the Master is hungry. Would you bring a bowl of vegetarian food?"
"Okay," Fang Qing responded.
Gao De, however, clasped his hands together in prayer again, saying, "Amitabha, there's no need. I've disturbed the benefactor's rest, my monk's farewells."
