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　　These questions didn't come out of nowhere, they were questions I'd had all along the way, and just now, after much thought, I realized with a jolt that none of them seemed to have been answered yet.

　　I first asked Dreaming Nun, what exactly is your legal name? Is it Dreaming Nun? But does anyone have a nickname like that?

　　Dreaming Nun froze for a moment and began to frown in thought, but she seemed to be struggling to think of anything.

　　"What's wrong with you? You can't even have forgotten your legal name, can you? No wonder you let someone send you to the mental hospital." I said.

　　It's also an oddity that normal people should be sent out immediately even if they're institutionalized, never like Dreaming Nun, who was arrested several times, and if Webster didn't know her, I'd really think she's just a psychopath.

　　"I don't know, I've probably been under the mountain for the past few years, and over time I've forgotten my own legal name, and a stint in a mental institution has made me a nervous wreck too." Dreaming Nun explained.

　　This explanation was a bit far-fetched, but I was barely convinced. I asked her again why she wore this instead of the monk's clothes. Don't you think it's awkward for a nun to wear this?

　　Dreaming Nun said what am I talking about? Clothes are just clothes, it's a very special time, where does she get monk clothes to wear, just wear what you have, and she thinks she looks pretty good in this outfit.

　　Nunneries don't have monk's clothes, who the fuck believes that, is this Dreaming Nun mentally ill or not?

　　I wanted to ask the next question, but Dreaming Nun got a little impatient and said that there was no need to spend time on her, that asking these questions was just boring, and that the most important thing right now was, to solve the problem of the evil spirits in the nunnery.

　　She's not possessed. Why should I study her? What's the point of studying her?

　　I was immediately a bit speechless at her dislike, but I was undeterred and turned to other questions.

　　"How did you and Webster meet?" I asked again.

　　Dreaming Nun, although a little impatient, but still answered, she said Webster believes in Buddhism, before a period of time often come to the Nien Ci Nun, so one after another, and he got acquainted with him, and then Webster has a doubt, come to Dreaming Nun to answer, and the two made a deep friendship, but this is a long time ago, Dreaming Nun remembered that at that time Webster's eyes were not yet blind, she was also only fifteen years old. Nun remembers that at that time, Webster's eyes were not blind, and she was only fifteen years old.

　　Webster believes in Buddha? I believe in you, my ass. The man's a better fortune teller than the Buddha, and he believes in the Buddha.

　　Now he believes it's still reasonable, before he couldn't possibly believe in Buddha, Buddha preaches karma, Webster just doesn't believe in karma, that's why he's not afraid to give away the information, that's why he ended up blind.

　　But Dreaming Nun has no reason to lie to me, so what exactly is the purpose of Nianci Nunnery on this Webster?

　　And I have a vague feeling that this Webster seems to care about Dreaming Nun enough to answer any of my three questions in order to help Dreaming Nun.

　　You know, this Webster has a wife and kids. Why does he care so much about a nun? Just for the sake of friendship?

　　Is it possible that he had an affair with this Dreaming Nun in the past? Of course I don't dare to ask her directly, otherwise she will surely reward me with a big mouth. Besides, she is a nun, if she really had an affair, would she recognize it?

　　Just then, all of a sudden Antonio stood up and I asked him what was wrong.

　　Antonio frowned, then glanced at the statue before finally shaking his head and saying it was fine.

　　But a minute later, he stood up again, and this time he asked me, "Mr. Roger, do you have any feeling that this Buddha statue ... has a problem."

　　"Problems? What's the problem?" I asked rhetorically.

　　"He just, like, moved ...," Antonio said.

　　What the hell, the statue moved? Don't scare me, is it the Buddha's spirit?

　　That's when Dreaming Nun suddenly tensed up, "It's not Buddha manifesting, it's her coming."

　　Her? Is it that ghost? No way! A ghost would dare to haunt a Buddha statue?

　　But things were so bizarre that I had to believe it, and the statue of Buddha suddenly grinned a bizarre, head-turning smile.

　　Holyshit, even Buddha can't be spared? What level of ghost is that? No wonder no one dares to come in and take it in.

　　"The Buddha statue in the nunnery is not enlightened, it's fine to quell minor evils, for powerful characters, this statue is a puddle of mud." Dreaming Nun explained.

　　Fair enough, how much would it cost to enlighten such a large statue of Buddha?

　　So usually the powerful ones are small Buddha statues, and the enlightened stuff can be much more powerful.

　　Just then, the Buddha statue suddenly raised its hand and then slapped it towards me.

　　If that slap had hit, I guarantee I would have been a bloody mess, the Buddha statue's hand was bigger than half my body.

　　I hastily dodged to the side to avoid it, and his next palm slapped Antonio again, who was more agile and jumped away on a heel, and he didn't dare to resist the damage.

　　Oddly enough, he only went down on the two of us, next to Dreaming Nun she ignored.

　　"Show yourself if you dare, what's all this fancy stuff here for?" I provoked.

　　As things stand, this female ghost must be forced to come out to meet, and I'd like to know who her Lushan true face really is, whether it's KONGQING or someone else!

　　"Hahaha, as you wish ..."

　　After a burst of maniacal laughter, suddenly a black shadow flashed, and the Buddha statue returned to its original state, while I felt ... a cool whoosh behind me.

　　"Did you want to see me?" Suddenly, a head was on my shoulder.

　　I didn't dare move, but my body shivered, a coldness invaded me, and the head that lay on my shoulder grew heavier and heavier.

　　"Mr. Roger, run!" Antonio yelled.

　　No, can't run, I must see her hut.

　　I turned my head and looked over my right shoulder, and that's when the female ghost and I met eye to eye, and one of her ghostly faces was fully reflected in my eyes.

　　No, she's not KONGQING, and the look of the human skin in the coffin bears no resemblance to her.

　　So who is she? Stein guessed it right. Someone else died, and the ghost is someone else.

　　Someone fish-eyed and replaced KONGQING with another woman.

 Where is the real KONGQING and who is this woman?

　　"Senior sister ... I have a headache." Suddenly, Dreaming Nun next to her screamed as she covered her head.

　　Sister? Is this female ghost Dreaming Nun's senior sister? If so, then someone killed one of the nuns at the nunnery and used it to replace KONGQING.

　　This female ghost ghostly resentment was so great that when she was on my shoulder, I felt more overwhelmed and panicked than ever before, to the point of wanting to kill myself.

　　Ghostly resentment is just that, it has a very negative effect on people, do you think people who somehow kill themselves really want to do it?

　　No, they were most likely haunted by spiteful ghosts and were mesmerized into committing suicide.

　　The female ghost ignored Dreaming Nun, instead she stretched out her horrible tongue, then licked at my face, her tongue was cold and as barbed as it was, it licked me raw.

　　"Since you guys have come to send yourselves to death, it's a bit hard to say if I don't fulfill you." The female ghost said grimly.