One Fell Swoop

"This thing is evil! Is it really the Buddhist Heart Sutra?" She murmured softly to herself, then she put the Heart Sutra aside. She didn't want to look at it anymore nor did she want to think about it anymore, otherwise, problems would arise sooner or later. 

Yes, she felt that there was something wrong with the Heart Sutra. The problem wasn't that it was a fake Heart Sutra, but that there was something wrong with the Heart Sutra itself. 

Another two days had passed. Feng Jiu, who was in space, didn't know what was happening outside. In the past two days, she had finally managed to stop the interference of the Buddhist Heart Sutra and calmed her mind to practise while she waited for the old man to leave the cave dwelling. 

On this day, early in the morning, Xuanyuan Mo Ze was reading a book in the courtyard of a house in the city while he looked at a pair of children who were shaking their hands and feet while lying on the bed.