I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 460: Tricking You There’s No Peewee_1

Chapter 460: Chapter 460: Tricking You There’s No Peewee_1

"Nonsense, which Huaxia person doesn’t know Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?" Xian Qianling shot you an annoyed glance, "Hell is not empty, I swear not to become a Buddha. Only Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva would dare to utter such words."

Nodding, you continued, "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has always had a divine beast by his side, called Diting, known as the ’Nine Dissimilarities.’ You’ve heard of that too, right?"

Xian Qianling nodded in agreement, "The part in ’Journey to the West’ about the true and fake Monkey King mentioned it, didn’t it? So many powerful beings couldn’t tell the real from the fake Sun Wukong, but only Diting could distinguish the truth, although it seems Diting dared not speak."

Surprised that Xian Qianling knew about these things, you couldn’t help but laugh, "That mythological novel, what’s true and what’s false, who can say for sure? But there’s one thing one must know, and that’s Diting’s status. In the Underworld, Diting is second only to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, even the Ten Halls of Yama have to treat Diting respectfully when they see it."

"So what? Diting is Diting, what’s that got to do with people eating dog meat?"

Not answering immediately, you slowly said, "So many, so many, so many, so many..."

"Enough already!"

Seeing Xian Qianling raising her fist ready to strike, you quickly said with a grin, "Many years ago, in the ancient times, there was a handsome young master with a white dog, who left home to cultivate. After facing countless dangers and witnessing the myriad states of life, he comprehended the Heavenly Dao, transcended reincarnation, and was no longer bound by the Five Stars, and later, inspired by the Buddha, he ascended to the position of a Bodhisattva."

"This handsome young master is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?"

"Right, you are smart, catch on quick." You nodded.

Xian Qianling was shocked, and immediately said, "That white dog, is it Diting?"

"Mhm." You kept nodding, looking at Xian Qianling, "Now you understand why people can’t eat dog meat, right?"

"Then... what should we do?"

"What should we do? Since it’s already eaten, a hundred years later when you descend to the Underworld, cross the Three Origins River, let the mad dogs at Crazy Mongrel Pass tear you apart limb from limb. Anyway, ghosts can’t die. At worst, you’ll suffer agony as your spiritual body is torn apart and heals over and over again." You spoke with an easygoing demeanor, "Besides, that will happen many years from now, and once they’ve descended to the Underworld, they won’t have any more connection with the Yang Realm."

"Absolutely not! I refuse to accept that!"

Xian Qianling hurried forward, reaching out and grabbing your shoulders; you looked at her and saw an expression of wandering confusion that was unprecedented on her face.

She must have been terrified, the thought of her family suffering in the Underworld after death naturally made her panicked and afraid.

"You definitely have a way, don’t you?" This was the first time Xian Qianling showed such a helpless attitude in front of you; after all, in this matter, she had no way out and could only seek your help.

Ah well, as a right-minded, hardworking, kind, smart, and even a bit silly 21st-century youngster, how could you refuse when such a beautiful, sexy, clever, incredibly righteous, and occasionally a bit crazy stunning policewoman is begging you in such a sorrowful manner?

"Alright, alright, I’ll help you," you said.

"Really!?"

Xian Qianling cried with joy.

"Deceiving you would mean I have no penis."

For no reason at all, your brain short-circuited, and you blurted out such a phrase.

As a result, as soon as the words left your mouth, Xian Qianling gave you a look of disdain.

"Uh, sorry, it just slipped out."

You smiled a bit awkwardly. The fact that you had spoken without thinking simply meant that you had placed Xian Qianling on equal footing with Xiao Feng and Wu Qiyi; she had become one of your best friends in life.

Xian Qianling pursed her lips in a smile, revealing for the first time her charming and enchanting feminine side. For an instant, you were slightly taken aback.

Fortunately, she didn’t pay too much attention to your expression, as she was entirely focused on finding a way to save her family.

She looked at you and asked, "What can be done now to get them out of this predicament?"

"The method is actually very simple. They need to stop eating dog meat immediately, adopt a dog at home, specifically a Zhonghua Pastoral Dog with a bit of a wild wolf-dog vibe, somewhat aggressive, and the purer the color, the better. Common black dogs, yellow dogs, and white dogs are all suitable. Moreover, you have to raise it from a young age, ideally about two months old," you thought for a moment, then added, "Also, if possible, try to persuade others around you not to eat dog meat because that is considered to be accumulating yin virtue."

This method is actually quite simple for ordinary people. If they are willing to listen, it’s quite easy to bring about change.

However, Xian Qianling quickly showed a troubled expression and sighed softly, "That’s difficult. I might be able to say a few words to my brother, and he might listen, but my grandfather, that’s a different story."

"Why not? Older people should be easier to talk to, right?" you asked, puzzled.

Thinking of her own stubborn grandfather, Xian Qianling couldn’t help but sigh softly, "My grandfather was born in the year of the dragon, which clashes with the dog zodiac sign. He has been frail and sickly since childhood, and when he was nine, he met a wandering Taoist priest who did a divination for him and prescribed a medicinal formula that included dog meat. Before leaving, the priest told my grandfather to eat some dog meat every year as it would be beneficial for his family and career."

"I see, but that priest wasn’t wrong," you nodded. "Though, he did give a timeframe, didn’t he? It should be to eat dog meat before the age of sixty, and after that, it’s no longer necessary."

As you said this, Xian Qianling quickly replied, "Right, the wandering Taoist did say that after the cycle of jiazi, there’s no need to eat it anymore."

"That makes sense. The priest was very clear. Before the cycle of jiazi, when he was young, he needed to establish a career, build a family, and have offspring to provide for the next generation. But after the cycle of jiazi, as he approaches the end of life, his descendants should have their own fortune, and the rest is up to them to create, not relying on the older generation anymore, so there’s no need for him to eat dog meat then."

"But, my grandfather has been a soldier all his life and is very stubborn; my grandmother couldn’t convince him while she was alive, and now even less so with us the younger ones."

Scratching your head, you said with a bit of a headache, "This old man really knows how to cause trouble."

"So what do we do now?"

"Let me think," you leaned back in the comfortable car seat, gently tapping your fingers on the leather upholstery.

After a moment, you turned to Xian Qianling without saying a word.

"What’s wrong?" she asked, puzzled.

"Heh..."

Instinctively leaning back a little, Xian Qianling said to you, "Why are you laughing so creepily?"

"I just thought of a really good idea that can solve the problem of the old and the young in your family eating dog meat in one fell swoop."

"What’s the solution?"