Tempting the Saint

When the mortal world has endured hardship and the smoke of war scorches the earth, a saint will descend. He will rule over the snowy mountains and plains, and become the holy son of Saint Lisi City. He is more ethereal than drifting clouds, more pure and noble than the cold snows of the Tianshan Mountains. He is God's representative in the mortal realm, the walking son of God. Even a saint has unspeakable, wondrous dreams. He keeps reliving the same sinful dream. In the dream, crimson gauze curtains glow with an alluring light. A hazy, graceful figure gives him a sultry look, her amorous, bewitching charm surpassing that of any spirit. He does every sort of intimate thing with her, listens to her soft, coaxing words, holds her close, and makes her cries break apart. In the dream, the man is so reckless, breaking his vows and his own heart, sunk deep in depravity. Sweat soaks his robes. When he wakes, remorse weighs upon him, and he recites the Purity Sutra again and again to cleanse his soul, turning devoutly toward God. “Your Highness, you are so handsome.” “Your Highness, Fu'er brought you...” “Your Highness, do you think we were destined to meet in a past life?” Her little hand in his is soft and boneless. When she cries, her lashes droop; her soft, plaintive sobs and wounded expression match the dream so perfectly. She is irresistible, plucking at his heartstrings, destroying his reason, and luring him into ruin. Sahuo'er uses pain to remind himself: all things are empty. This is God's test for him. “Your Highness, Fu'er wants to kiss you and have you. Do you want me?” Meng Fu pulls out every trick, seducing him at every turn and bringing him endless trouble, ensnaring his soul and body. All she wants is to pluck the pure, immaculate snow lotus. Then she gets plucked instead. Don't ask. She regrets it! Her back hurts! Get lost! Theme: A little love story