Tang Rou is very confused right now. She has been living on this Divine Mountain, where day and night are indistinguishable, and Buddhist monks abound, for so long that she no longer remembers how she came to be here...
However, Tang Rou remembers clearly that, at first, she loved listening to the true body of Shakyamuni chant scriptures that emitted a divine light, because the chanting made her feel comfortable, and brought a sense of tranquility... But at some point, Tang Rou felt a gentle and cool aura hovering above her head, distinctly telling her not to become addicted to the chanting, to stay awake, and not to be confused!
Tang Rou knew that the cool aura was not malicious, because she recalled that this aura was a gift from someone she would always trust, someone she never wanted to forget... However, Tang Rou now forgot who that person was, or what he looked like...
