There is no shortage of rich people, let alone lazy people who are afraid of death, who would rather pay a high price than work hard to go down the mountain and risk their lives.

There is also a business, the people on the mountain are rushing to pay, and they have to queue up at the door every day.

That's the charging station!

At first, some people wanted to go to the temple to get a plug to charge it, but who knew that the monks in the temple said that they all used firewood and candles, and never used electronic products, saying that it would disrupt the practice.

Then, two charging stations were set up one after the other.

There are 50 power banks in each charging station, and every day someone charges the power and sends it up from the mountain, and then comes back at night to bring the power bank down the mountain.

If you want to charge it, you can only come here to buy it, or you will go down the mountain to find a way by yourself.

This business is monopolized by the 'porter' business, and the dry porter specializes in supplying charging stations and small shops.

Of course, whoever has other needs, as long as it does not affect the two businesses and gives a full price, the porter will also accept it.

Connecting the power bank is not calculated according to 'one', but according to one charge.

Leave your phone here, fill it up for 10 yuan at a time, and whoever wishes to come will come.

In modern society, human beings have a serious addictive dependence on electronic products, regardless of adults and children, electronic products are indispensable everywhere they go.

Mobile phones are essential daily necessities.

Moreover, they also need to learn information from above to see what the situation is like down the mountain and when they will be able to resume normal life.

For those business owners, white-collar workers, and gold-collar workers, electronic products are indispensable for a minute.

From mobile phones to tablets to notebooks,

In a camp of nearly 1,000 people, 100 power banks are almost insufficient.

In the small temple.

It is mythologically said inside and outside the temple, when the living Buddha is offered to the little monk who is chanting in the ashram.

As long as he stayed in the temple, he would recite three sutras every day, day after day, and it never changed.

However, today, the little monk opened his eyes in advance, put the Buddhist beads that he had carefully offered in the past on the ground, and picked up the wooden fish in front of him.

"It's almost time, it's coming, it's coming. The kind countenance was replaced by gloom, and the sparkle in his eyes became cloudy and cunning.

At this moment, where does the little monk still have the compassionate image of the past, but he looks like a degenerate who has been tempted by the devil.

Ten days later.

The number of people in the camp exceeded 1,000, and even the slope under the platform was full of people, and it was almost impossible to walk.

The first to tell the later about the place, and the later to tell them about the situation down the mountain.

Just as he was talking about it, a crack suddenly opened in the temple, whose gates had been closed all day.

"Squeak~~" At this time, the sky is a little dark, the cold wind on the top of the mountain, coupled with this gloomy sound, people can't help but think of a classic horror movie.

"It's the master, the master is out. But all of this changed the moment the little monk stepped into the temple gate, and the fanatical voice suddenly sounded.

"Living Buddha, it's a living Buddha! I've seen a living Buddha...", an aunt who already believed in Buddhism, knelt down, chanted 'Amitabha Buddha' in her mouth, and kept clasping her hands together and bowing.

"Living Buddha, Living Buddha will guide us through the maze!" There are really a lot of Buddhists here, and they are kneeling down again.

Human beings always obey blindly, and when they see everyone else doing this, they all kneel on the ground and shout: "Living Buddha, living Buddha..."

Looking down at the crowd kneeling on the ground in front of him, the little monk's face was neither sad nor joyful, and his right hand shrunk in the robe was raised.

A wooden fish appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the little monk raised his left hand again, which was short and rough, looking like a firewood stick picked up casually, and the wooden stick was gently tapped on the wooden fish.

Bang, Bang, Bang......

With the striking of the wooden stick, faint ripples appeared in the air, spreading forward with the wooden fish as the center.

The quiet and peaceful atmosphere soothes the resentment, unwillingness, greed and jealousy in everyone's hearts.

The faces of all beings gradually became similar, their eyes were full of calm, and their faces showed a happy smile from the heart.

If one looks closely, the so-called 'pleasure' is full of sluggishness and stiffness.

The Jianshan camp, which is inhabited by thousands of people, is like a living wax museum at the moment... The night was getting deeper.

Bang, Bang, Bang.

The little monk who was tapping the wooden fish stopped, and watched everyone in front of him fall into the inner world, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was even better.

"Since you are sincere to the Buddha, let the little monk give you a ride!" said the little monk's right palm and five fingers were clasped inward, and the wooden fish exploded into sawdust with a bang.

A reddish mist floated out of the wooden fish, and then spread rapidly, enveloping the entire Jianshan camp with thousands of people.

Although these people have become 'living wax figures,' they still keep their instinctive breathing, and they are all alive.

With a gentle breath, the red mist enters the body and gushes out like a wave, and so on.

After a few times, the color of the red mist became deep, but the faces of the people on the scene turned sickly pale.

This change is gradual, like the blood in the body is being drained.

Boom!

An old woman's body fell, the corners of her mouth turned up, and her eyes filled with strange happiness.

The whole body is stiff like an old ginger, and it has lost its vital characteristics.

Knock, knock......

One after another, someone fell, and everyone's expression was like the old woman before, happy and weird.

The silver moon sprinkled down, accompanied by the 'woo' ghost howling wind on the top of the mountain, making the entire Jianshan seem to be shrouded in ghosts, exuding a gloomy and terrifying feeling.

"Amitabha~" When the last corpse fell, a new wooden fish slipped from the sleeve of the little monk, and he bowed down and said the Buddha's name.

The crimson mist that shrouded the clearing retreated, pouring into the wooden fish in the little monk's hand as if summoned.

"It's finally done. When the red mist poured into the wooden fish, its performance showed a jewel-like crimson brilliance, and the corners of the monk's mouth showed a satisfied smile.

After decades of waiting, it has finally reached today, an extraterrestrial thing that is completely under his control.

Putting the wooden fish back into his sleeve, the little monk looked at the corpse that was like a cemetery, staggering and occupying the entire line of sight, and indifferently raised his hand and waved his sleeve forward.

A golden light shot out from his cuff, and the corpse that touched the golden light in front of him turned into star fragments, like a glowing mayfly floating towards the sky.

"Dust to dust, soil to earth, Wang'er and others to ascend to Bliss early, good, good~~" Standing in front, his bright eyes closed slightly, the little monk slowly turned around and walked towards the temple.

The Jianshan camp, which was originally very lively, was left with empty tents.

Soon after, dozens of novices in the temple came out, and they cleaned up the scene with light and skillful movements.

I saw them violently push the tent in the open field, creating chaos, and then throwing daily necessities everywhere.

Then he quickly returned to the temple, and soon there was a siren at the foot of the mountain, and dogs barking and human voices appeared halfway up the mountain, and they were coming quickly.

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Donghe City, D-5 sinkhole surface.

"Professor Gao, are you in a good mood today?" Seeing Gao Shan coming out of the laboratory with a smile in his eyes, Chen Zhen greeted him with a smile.

"Well, there are some gains, and the specific report should be sent over in a while. Gao Shan nodded, today's harvest is not bad.