Chapter 208. Every Path Pointed Out By Teacher Fan Is A Path Of Survival

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After hanging up the phone with Bi Zetai, Fan Jialuo looked at the distant mountains and the silver waterfall, and finally sighed softly.

Suddenly, a pair of hands wrapped around him from behind, embracing him. Then a broad, warm chest pressed against his back, and a delicate, refreshing sandalwood scent wafted into his nostrils, invigorating him. He turned around in surprise and saw Dr. Song looking at him with a deep, focused gaze.

The two stood in an embrace for a long time, looking at each other silently, neither of them speaking.

The atmosphere was a bit strange, which attracted Xu Yiyang, who was doing his homework on the table. He then put down his pen, ran over, and tentatively reached out to hug Fan Jialuo’s waist.

Fan Jialuo, who was hung all over his body, couldn’t help but chuckle, “What are you guys doing?”

“I think you might need a hug right now.” Song Rui said softly.

“Gege, give me a hug. Gege, don’t be sad.” Xu Yiyang said more directly.

Fan Jialuo shook his head, wanting to say that he wasn’t sad, but for some reason, he suddenly leaned back as if giving up, completely resting in Dr. Song’s arms. What was originally a half-hearted embrace had finally turned into a solid, mutual hug.

Song Rui chuckled softly, stroking the young man’s hair with his fingertips. Together they gazed at the distant silver waterfall, his heart overflowing with tenderness. This tenderness gradually spilled out and was passed on to Fan Jialuo, causing him to smile gently.

You don’t need the world’s kindness, I can give you everything. These heartfelt words, though it’s unclear if the other person can hear them———Meanwhile, Bi Zetai’s apology and plea for help video has been posted online, causing a huge uproar. Even with a large mask on, the ulcers on his forehead, around his eyes, and even his ears were very obvious, if it weren’t for his highly recognizable voice, fans would almost not have recognized him.

【Hello everyone, I am Bi Zetai. As you can see, my face is ruined. 】

His first sentence shocked his fans.

【Because I used the skincare products Su Fengxi gave me, I also turned into a monster like her. 】

His second sentence finally solved the mystery that fans and passersby had always wanted to know but could never understand. Su Fengxi’s half-human, half-ghost appearance was still deeply etched in everyone’s minds, and combined with Bi Zetai’s current miserable state, it makes it impossible not to believe.

After much speculation, it turns out that Su Fengxi’s transformation wasn’t due to mutation, a virus, or a monster, but rather to a toxic skincare product. She even gave the product to their idol, ruining his face as well! Fan Jialuo’s terrifying prophecy has been proven true once again!

【Even before Jian Ya and I attended the HUV new product launch, my face had already shown signs of ulceration, but I somehow concealed it. I thought my face could definitely be cured, so I chose to lie and hide it. Teacher Fan didn’t spread rumors to slander me, on the contrary, it was I, the one angrily accusing him of spreading rumors, who is defaming him. Everything he said has indeed happened. Teacher Fan, I’m sorry. 】Bi Zetai bowed deeply in the video.

Bi Zetai’s fans, who were still fiercely attacking Fan Jialuo’s Weibo homepage, were all stunned. Their fingers froze on the keyboard, and they were somewhat at a loss. Their comment boxes still showed some unfinished insults, some vicious, some sharp, and some scathing, but now they all seemed like a joke.

While they steadfastly defend their idol and vehemently criticize Fan Jialuo’s prophecies as utter nonsense, their idol has already been suffering the consequences of those prophecies. It’s absurd!

However, they quickly realized their mistake and argued: 【Even if Fan Jialuo’s prophecies are true, he shouldn’t publicly talk about our idols like that online! How embarrassing would that be for our idols? If he could see the future, couldn’t he have given them a private warning? Frankly, he’s just creating hype, trying to grab attention, and using these prophecies to show off his methods and abilities! This person has serious character flaws, and we’re right to criticize him! 】

This statement resonated with the vast majority of people. If Fan Jialuo were truly a good person, he should have privately warned these celebrities instead of making such terrifying remarks in public. Who is he trying to frighten? And whose authority is he asserting? Just because you’re a psychic, does that make you superior? If someone offends you, you curse them to suffer misfortune—what kind of logic is that?

Almost all fans were influenced by these words, which deepened their animosity towards Fan Jialuo. But Bi Zetai’s next words were like a slap in the face, swiftly turning the tables on them.

【Actually, Teacher Fan had privately warned me that my face had been eroded and might become ruined, and he even offered to help me. But at that time, I was influenced by online opinions and didn’t believe him, and I pushed away his outstretched hand of assistance. 】

The fans who were just complaining that Fan Jialuo hadn’t privately reminded their idol silently covered their aching faces.

Bi Zetai shook his head and smiled bitterly, tears rolling down his cheeks:【Having exhausted all other options, Teacher Fan released that prophecy to all of us, hoping to awaken us. I only learned today that after the prophecy was released, Teacher Fan had been waiting for our calls for help, hoping that we would take his words seriously and change the future predicted in the prophecy. 】

The netizens who were just moments ago criticizing Fan Jialuo’s character are now blushing furiously. They blame Fan Jialuo for not privately reminding their idol, but he actually did. They blame him for standing by indifferently, but he had already offered help, only to be coldly rejected. They blame him for making inappropriate remarks in public, but he was simply trying to get the person involved to take it seriously. Park Liyu is right, those predictions weren’t threats, they were warnings.

None of their reasons for hating and attacking him were valid, nor were any of them true!

When Bi Zetai’s fans were in a state of existential crisis, Bi Zetai choked up again and said: 【Today, Teacher Fan asked me a question on the phone, and now I’d like to ask you all the same question. Do you know what prophecy is? 】

Fans posted comments: 【A prophecy is something that will happen in the future. 】

However, Bi Zetai’s answer was quite different from theirs: 【Teacher Fan told me that prophecies are not things that will definitely happen in the future, but rather empty words. We can change the future in a prophecy at any time if we are willing. Teacher Fan also said that he releases prophecies not to verify them, but to change them. If we are willing to believe him, in the two weeks following the release of the prophecy, we have the opportunity to change it every minute and every second, and all we need to do is make a phone call to him and say, “I’m sorry, please save me.” 】

Bi Zetai cried uncontrollably: 【He has been waiting for our plea for help all along, but we have willingly given up our chance for salvation. He told me today that he desperately hopes his prophecy will be wrong just once, even if it’s just once. 】

Bi Zetai could no longer speak and could only look up at the sky, trying to control his emotions which were on the verge of spiraling out of control.

Upon learning the full truth, his fans were already weeping uncontrollably, while bystanders were utterly speechless with shock. They had no idea that behind this prophecy lay so much patience and waiting. To hope he was wrong even once—what a vast and profound state of mind that must have been! How narrow-minded and selfish are those who speculate that he issued the prophecy to demonstrate his authority and power!

The two attitudes, placed side by side and contrasted, starkly highlight the opposition between the purity and evil of the human heart. The very people he repeatedly warned cared only for fame and fortune, whereas he cared far more for human lives. When he issued that seemingly terrifying prophecy, his heart was silently pleading. Let me be wrong—I don’t care if I am publicly humiliated—so long as those disasters can be averted.

What kind of heart is this? It is a compassionate heart, a benevolent heart, a heart of boundless care. After finally understanding what kind of person Fan Jialuo was, the netizens who were cursing him just a moment ago hurriedly pulled out tissues and awkwardly wiped away tears. They tried to peel back Fan Jialuo’s skin, only to find their own skin so ugly in the end.

Bi Zetai barely managed to suppress the urge to burst into tears before choking out:【Teacher Fan is a good person, please stop attacking him. Here, I want to sincerely apologize to him. I’m sorry, I was wrong.】

While wiping away tears, Bi Zetai’s fans deleted the malicious comments and previous negative comments and blog posts about Fan Jialuo, replacing them with apologies. Park Liyu’s fans also joined in, forming a powerful force that suppressed Jian Ya and others’ fans.

Bi Zetai sniffed and finally said: 【Upon learning of my situation, Teacher Fan, disregarding past grievances, called to tell me how to attain liberation. My dear fans and friends, if you see this video, could you please pick up the 《Ksitigarbha Sutra》 and silently recite a passage for me each day, as a prayer for my well-being? Please stop when you feel tired of reciting, this is all the help I need. This may be my last appearance on screen, please consider this sutra a farewell gift. Thank you, thank you so much. 】

He bent over deeply, but then cried so hard he couldn’t stand up.

The scene freezes at this moment, showing Bi Zetai’s pitiful and helpless appearance. Even though they were just passersby, they couldn’t help but download a copy of the 《Ksitigarbha Sutra》 and sincerely recite the sutra for him. They didn’t know what the point of doing this was, they just felt it was easy, inexpensive, and effortless, so they did it.

Bi Zetai’s fans were naturally even more anxious, and quickly organized small groups to gather every day to sign in and chant sutras for their idol. Such a form of support was unheard of and unprecedented.

Shortly after the video was released, Wan Shishu’s Weibo page also posted a video with roughly the same content, causing another sensation. The fans of both immediately stopped attacking Fan Jialuo’s Weibo page, hastily apologized, and then gathered to chant scriptures.

In contrast to them, Jian Ya, Ni Xinhai, Shi Yonghao, and Luo Jiuyuan all released videos to refute the rumors, vehemently denying that they had been disfigured.

Fan Jialuo’s prophecy seems to have only come true halfway, but even so, his influence has already reached a point where it is deeply ingrained in people’s hearts. His chaotic Weibo homepage has now been completely cleaned up and turned into a neat apology page. Occasionally, Jian Ya’s fans will pop up and say a few words of abuse, but they will soon be fiercely countered by Park Liyu’s fans and flee in defeat.

After putting down their phones, Bi Zetai and Wan Shishu broke down in tears, while Jian Ya and the others stood aside, watching them with indifference and even disgust. If it weren’t for these two traitors, their debunking video wouldn’t have been so heavily questioned. Now, some netizens skilled in hacking are saying they’ll take their video for technical analysis to see if it’s fake.

If the video is recovered, it will undoubtedly be a huge blow to their careers. However, they have clearly forgotten that their careers collapsed the moment they were disfigured, but they are simply unwilling to face reality.

“Ai! Some people are born with wisdom, while others are stubbornly deluded. Ignorance of true nature is the root of all suffering in the cycle of rebirth, and this suffering is far from over.” Abbot Changjing looked at the two distinct groups of people and couldn’t help but shake his head and sigh. Finally, he called out, “Please come and sit down, everyone. We are about to begin the ritual of passage. ”

“Is it starting already? Don’t we need to set up an altar, purify ourselves, and then buy some incense and candles to light?” Jian Ya said eagerly, “Abbot, please just tell me what you need, and I’ll have someone buy it for you right away.”

Abbot Changjing shook his head and said, “No need. Just as Benefactor Fan said, sincerity is enough.” He looked at the monks beside him and instructed, “Prepare a copy of the 《Ksitigarbha Sutra》 for each of them.”

The monks quickly brought out a stack of the 《Ksitigarbha Sutra》. Jian Ya and the others each held a copy, sat cross-legged on the altar, and then followed the monks in chanting along with the striking of the wooden fish and the soft sounds of Buddhist chanting. Chang Sheng, Chang Zhen, and Lin Nian’en also opened their sutras and sincerely prayed for Lin Nianci.

Lin Nianci was burned by karmic fire because of Jian Ya’s influence. In addition, her spiritual energy had the effect of repairing the body, so she was quickly released. After only two hours of the ritual, the charred dead skin on her hands peeled off, and a layer of pink and tender flesh grew back.

Chang Sheng, skilled in pharmacology, had already prepared a potion to promote skin and flesh growth, which she soaked in. He then handed the excess potion to the monks to spray on the faces of the celebrities. After all, the trouble was caused by their Tianshui Sect, and they had to clean up the mess, both morally and logically.

The potion, infused with various precious herbs and later imbued with spiritual energy by Lin Nianci, proved remarkably effective. Once a thin layer of their bad karma had dissipated, the festering on Bi Zetai and Wan Shishu’s faces actually ceased—a sign that filled them with great jubilation. In stark contrast to their situation, however, the bad karma afflicting the faces of Jian Ya and her companions showed no signs of diminishing, consequently, the medicinal potions served only to suppress the pain, offering no curative effect whatsoever.

Seven more days passed, and the bad karma on Bi Zetai and Wan Shishu’s faces was completely eradicated, forty-two days shorter than the forty-nine days predicted by Abbot Changjing. This was the power of faith gathered from the collective vows of the masses. Fan Jialuo’s suggestion was correct, he had indeed shown these two a way out!

Wan Shishu’s nose tip was slightly ulcerated, but it has now healed. It looks a little crooked, but after she goes down the mountain, she can find a skilled plastic surgeon and spend about half a year repairing it to its original state. Bi Zetai’s situation is better than hers, the ulcers have all healed, leaving a few pink scars. A few scar removal surgeries can fix that. His skin may have some imperfections, but they can be covered with makeup.

This outcome was far better than their most optimistic expectations. As they stepped down from the altar, they hugged each other and cried loudly, then reassured their fans that they were safe. If they could return to the entertainment industry, they would definitely do everything in their power to repay their fans’ love.

While they wept uncontrollably, Jian Ya and the others’ faces continued to fester. The bad karma had only diminished slightly, offering no real improvement to their situation. The daily sprays of medicine only provided pain relief. Only then did they realize with profound regret that every word Fan Jialuo had uttered was correct, and every path he had pointed out was a path to survival!

Why do they still not believe? Why, when hope and salvation are just ahead, do they choose to give up again? Why? The scriptures Jian Ya was holding suddenly fell from the altar. Before she fainted, she seemed to hear Abbot Changjing’s sigh, “Why are people so stubborn and unenlightened? Is it so difficult to let go of prejudice?”

Is it difficult? Jian Ya asked herself through tears, then closed her eyes with deep regret—it really wasn’t difficult.

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