In the depths of the Buddha hall in the Palace...

Under the dim light, the Buddha statue gave off a weird feeling that could not be seen clearly usually.

Pushan Nun sat cross-legged on the rush cushion quietly, with her eyes closed. There was a book in front of her, but she just spread it out and did not chant scriptures.

No one was around her, not even her two disciples.

In the shadow, the door of the Buddha hall moved slightly. It ...