I, Uncle Nine, Have a System Too

The Dao of Heaven and Earth is profound, the myriad energies its root. Through countless eons of cultivation, I shall prove my divine power!

I, Lin Jiu, will fight demons and monsters to the bitter end, even if it kills me.

"First question: Why is life suffering?" The ox-headed stone statue slowly opened its mouth. Its voice sounded like two stones grinding together, making one's eardrums ache.

Wencai instinctively started to answer, but Lin Jiu stopped him with a look. The Daoist pondered for a moment, then spoke clearly: "Life's suffering lies in wanting what one cannot have. Those who seek wealth are often poor; those who seek longevity often die young. Yet those who seek benevolence attain benevolence, and those who seek righteousness attain righteousness. When your heart knows what it seeks, even suffering can be sweet."

As soon as he finished speaking, the red light in the ox-headed statue's eyes flickered twice, and it slowly turned toward the horse-faced statue. The horse-faced statue immediately spoke, its voice sharp as a whistle: "Second question: Why is death a joy?"

This time, Wencai answered first. Though the young man's voice was a little tight, he spoke with unshakable conviction: "Death itself is no joy. The joy lies in freedom from attachment. Those who did evil in life will be punished after death; those who did good will find rebirth in the cycle of reincarnation. Whether it is joy or sorrow depends entirely on what one does in life."