Obsession was six years ago to come to Bao'en Temple to join his uncle's mercy. He is different from the little junior brother, he was not picked up by the master since he was a child and became a Shamen monk.

Obsession was not originally called obsession, just a beggar with no name, living a hungry meal every day, and being beaten and beaten, wandering in the countryside, completely unaware of the meaning of life.

Until one day, he was dying of hunger, and he was not far from death, so he had to find a mass grave and lie in it, waiting to starve to death.

It was at that time that he met the compassion of the deceased who had come to the mass grave.

He had heard of the kind of ascetic monks who would go beyond the bounds of those who died unjustly, in vain, and with incomplete corpses, so that they could be at peace in the next life and reincarnated into a good family.

But he has always felt that this kind of thing is really ridiculous, if they have this kind of ability, they don't know that they overtake themselves and make themselves richer? Death is dead, even if you are rich in the next life, people in this life don't know, what's the point.

At that time, he was so young, and he had never had a good life since he was a child, and his heart was full of resentment about the world and the way of the world.

Shamen can naturally take in homeless and want to become monks, but even Shamen cannot leave people casually, so those who have wealth in the family and can bring property into the temple are often regarded as priority candidates.

He also thought that he would starve to death if he kept wandering, and he also thought about taking refuge in Shamen. But at that time, there were wars everywhere in the world, whether it was military households, they had to serve in conscription to transport military rations, and ordinary people who built city walls, all of them had to drill into Buddhist temples with their heads sharpened.

The monks are picky and selective of the people who come to join the Buddha like animals, and a wandering beggar like him, who is neither strong enough to work nor able to offer anything to the Buddha, will naturally not be looked at at at all.

After trying a few times in a row, he gave up on this thought.

It is said that it is to save the suffering and save all sentient beings, but in the end, it is no different from this world.

It's nothing more than dividing people into three, six, nine, and so on, and then treating them differently.

It wasn't until he was lying in a mass grave, enduring the bursts of fire coming from his stomach, and waiting for death with his eyes closed, that he heard the continuous chanting.

He had never heard anyone chant before.

He lay in the slightly sunken hole, and turned his head to see the monk with his eyes closed, as if he were walking in his own house, reciting Sanskrit chanting that he did not understand half of the words.

People who have not had the experience of waiting for death will not know how terrible it is to watch death come. It's not just grief and despair, it's more of an anger at your own powerlessness.

Before hearing this Sanskrit chant, death seemed to him to be an abyss, and he stood on the edge of the darkness, trembling and trying to escape with fear, no matter how numb he was to this world, he was not so stubborn as to not care about life or death.

This terrible place, which was full of bones and no one cared about, brought him a violent shock, as if a completely invisible barrier completely separated him from the world. The anger and all sorts of negativity brought about by death made him see only the darkness.

But the arrival of this monk made him see a ray of light.

It turns out that there are still people who care if he dies or not.

It turns out that even if someone like him, who doesn't even have the value of a pig or a dog, dies, someone will come specifically for them and recite a scripture for them.

His injustice to the world, and his grief and indignation at the poor and humble life he had spent for more than ten years, were all appeased by this Sanskrit chant.

He began to look forward to death, to what Buddhism calls an "afterlife." He had closed his eyes and was ready to welcome the coming good family, in that life, he wanted to be a useful person who would not worry about food and clothing, would not be despised, and would not be beaten and scolded.

But he didn't die in the end. The monk rescued him and named him "Idiot", and from then on, he had a name and a place to go.

"You shouldn't have saved me, I saw the good guy I'm going to reincarnate." Sometimes, they will also be hungry, and they will smack their mouths and complain that the master saved him.

At this time, the Master would put down the scroll in his hand and joke with a smile, "Haven't you been reincarnated into a good family now?" Who could be better than Elysium?"

"But I'm hungry now."

"That's when the Buddha reminds you that the time has come to 'persuade people to do good.'"

"Master......"

"Huh?"

"Or I'll take your fate bowl as a bowl. That's worth a few bucks."

"Amitabha, as a teacher, you really shouldn't be stopped from reincarnating."

He stayed with this venerable monk for many years, but he never had the consciousness of being a monk. Although he also took the morning classes that he usually did not understand, and memorized his favorite scriptures, he always felt that the so-called "shaman", like the "beggar" of his youth, was just a choice in life.

Becoming a monk is no different from him, and a beggar is no different from him.

So after his eldest brother was disgusted and his second senior brother was greedy, he was also driven down the mountain by his master.

"Go around the world, walk as a monk, and you will understand the difference between a beggar and a monk. Airan will inherit my mantle, if you have nowhere to go, go to Bao'en Temple in Ping6, Dongping County to find your uncle, he is my junior brother, and he will take you in."

For a long time, he thought that his master must have deliberately driven them down the mountain. Mountains. [,！ There was not enough to eat, and if they all stayed in the mountains, they would starve to death together.

He was the most flexible of the four brothers, and he would definitely not starve to death if he went down the mountain. Begging is no different from turning into a relationship, and it is a reason that his master has to follow.

That's it, it's better for him to go down the mountain than for the little junior brother to go down the mountain.

With such a tearful character, he will be scared to death when he goes down the mountain.

Holding the bowl given by the master, he turned his fate all the way, and took the donkey cart and mule cart of passers-by, and slowly arrived in Dongping. During the journey, as long as he can, he will also learn from the Master to go to the unattended wild grave on the side of the road, or recite a sutra to the family of someone who died in vain or died young, telling others that he has been reincarnated in a good family.

In fact, he will not go beyond the norms, and the scriptures he recites will only be the Sutra of the Forty-two Chapters and the Sutra of the Heart of Prajnaparamita.

Sanskrit is difficult to remember, and he can recite these two texts, which has exhausted his brain power for a lifetime.

But slowly, he seemed to understand what the master meant.

Understand that a beggar and a monk are indeed different.

It may be that he was born cheap, even if he finds his uncle, and is praised as a "person who has attained the Tao", and has a meditation room that is bigger than the small temple in the mountains, a good life will not last long.

First, the emperor ordered to return to the vulgar, and then there were officials who came to loot from time to time. He didn't want to return to the world, the master asked him to walk in the world as a monk, he hadn't finished this life yet, and he didn't want to disobey the master's order.

So he took the stupid apprentice he later took to hide in this pagoda, and only sneaked down in the middle of the night when no one was around, and brought some things back to the pagoda with the help of the old monks in the temple.

Good men and women will provide for them as soon as they have the opportunity, his uncle has taught people to read and write for many years, and has long formed countless "karma", and now, the people of this temple have been protected by his karma and have lived to this day.

Until the beginning of this year, under the order to destroy the Buddha, all the monks in a temple were dispersed, and no one dared to say that there were still two people hiding in the floating temple, obsessed with listening to the desperate wails outside, the loud cursing, and the sound of chanting the Buddha who was forcibly dragged away, knowing that the person who could open the door seal for them probably would not be anymore.

What was originally a ploy to confuse the officials turned out to be a stupid decision to send them to the grave.

He's going to go through the nightmare of his teenage years again.

For the first time, the Buddha in his mind, the Master, saved him.

This time, I'm afraid that there will be no Buddha who can save him.

In such a ridiculous year, even if the Buddha descended to earth, he could only cover his head and flee for his life in a panic

The second floor of the floating house.

He Mulan tore the copper box tied to his belt from his waist, holding the Night Pearl in one hand and finding a place to place it in the other.

The walls of the stupa have been dug out with a lot of holes, a bit like the walls of the exhibition room, and a bit like the cabinets in the real room that are not inlaid with glass.

All kinds of small jars, small boxes were placed in them, He Mulan was slightly stunned, only to find that the original layer at the bottom of the tower was not used to place the bones, because she came all the way, except for the smell of bad smell, she did not see any containers, nor did she see so many extinguished oil lamps.

Thinking that there were so many vessels around him that contained the bones of the monks of this temple, He Mulan thought for a moment, knelt down and silently recited in his heart why he had come, and then stood up and looked for a place where he could put the box on the wall.

"What the hell, it's all on the second floor, why is this smell still following me?" He Mulan sniffed in wonder, and felt as if the ominous smell had haunted her.

"It won't be the same as in the Hua family, squatting in the toilet room for a long time, and the whole body smells like this, right?"

She shook her head and began to fumble around the wall with the Night Pearl.

"What the hell is a relic? Doesn't it mean that only the eminent monks will have it, there are so many in this floating temple, could it be that this Bao'en Temple is a great temple, specializing in all kinds of virtuous people?" He Mullan looked around the wall with almost no empty seats, and a trace of unease rose in his heart.

And the Master of Compassion, I don't know how it is now.

Ai Ran that little monk is good, I think his master is also a kind-hearted person, and the master of compassion who can be trusted by them should not be far behind.

Will there be a day when this floating tower can't be put down by five floors?

He Mullan couldn't help but shudder at the thought of that kind of scene.

While groping, He Mullan accidentally knocked down an oil lamp, and the oil lamp without oil fell with a clatter, making a loud noise in the floating slaughter.

Boom Boom Boom Boom ......

The sound of the stone lamp rolling sounded like it was dragging something away, and it was like it was running for its own life.

He Mullan was startled by the sudden roll away of the stone lamp, and then faintly, he seemed to hear a scream from somewhere.

Screaming?

Hey?

Something suddenly came to her mind. Although I feel that it is fallacious...... He Mulan still cautiously held the pearl of the night to look for the stone lamp that had rolled away, and bent down to pick it up.

She placed the Night Pearl on the ground and held up the stone lamp in anticipation......

Wiped it.

Wiped it again.

"Shhhh Nothing happened." Disappointed, He Mullan put the stone lamp back on the ground and picked up his night pearl. I thought there would be a floating tower lamp god or something......"

"Ahh Wakaba hugged his master all of a sudden. Demon Demon Demon ...... Below! "

He had no idea that someone would come in [,!] ]

The door was sealed so dead, he and the master couldn't open it no matter how they collided, if someone knocked on the door and came in, the movement should be earth-shattering and crying, how could there be almost no sound!

It must be a youkai! Youkai came in through the wall!

Yes, yes, that strange shaking sound must be the sound of the rafters on the wall!

The monsters are stealing the Buddha bones of the ancestors below, and they must have eaten them all with a rattle!

He also threw the bones of the ancestors to the ground!

Wakaba's mind conjured up the image of a tiger's back and a green-faced fanged youkai opening the jar with a smirk and pouring wildly into his own bloody mouth.

It's going to burp and say, "Well, it's a monk." Then he brutally threw the bone letter in his hand to the ground!

Damn it!

Even the officials who robbed the temple did not dare to enter the floating slaughter, for fear of retribution!

"You're angry? Or are you afraid?" Obsessed sit up." Don't be afraid, the two of us are struggling here, and we can only wait for death, even if a monster comes, it's just a different way to die."

"What's more, as a teacher, I have wandered around since I was a child, I have been to everywhere, and I have been lying in mass graves, there are no monsters in this world at all, but I am just scaring myself."

"Then that, what's the sound underneath......" Wakaba closed her eyes, "Master, I'd rather starve to death than be eaten!" "

"You are so short and have no meat, if you want to eat it, you will be eaten first for the sake of the teacher." Idiot touched Wakaba's head and stood up. Master is not afraid of demons, go down and see what happens."

"What if it's a youkai?"

"If it's a monster, Master will turn it over."

"Can Master cross the demons?" Wakaba's eyes are shining.

Nature is not.

But fool, can I tell you no?

Idiot smiled.

"Master is very powerful."

Obsession had been in the dark for a long time, and even in the dark, he could know the outline of an object. He walked to the staircase of the lower tower with all the familiarity, and even if he didn't need the lights, he could step on them accurately, and he would never roll down.

Although he is not an extremely clean person, as long as he still has the strength, he will insist on going to the bottom of the building for convenience. He thought that even if those frantic officials had the idea of talking about the bones, as soon as they entered the door and saw the filth of that place, they would dispel such thoughts.

Although he was really disrespectful to so many ancestors, he was so hungry that he couldn't even go downstairs to tremble, and he really couldn't think of any way to stop these wicked people who had demons hidden in their hearts.

There is no shortage of gold and silver decorations on the bone letters on the fourth floor, and many of the oil lamps on the third floor are made of copper. Now they are still forced to destroy the prestige of Buddhism for a long time and dare not spoil the Futu, but when the order to destroy the Buddha is issued for a long time, and the Buddhist temples in various places are gradually destroyed, the little fear of "retribution" in their hearts will also disappear.

When they find out that there will be no retribution for killing monks, when they find that there will be no retribution for destroying a Buddhist temple, then what is there to fear from snatching a Buddha bone pagoda?

Demons don't devour relics, because relics are just bones and don't have any divine powers. Even if there is a demon downstairs, he is willing to sacrifice his body to the demon, just in exchange for it to stay here.

If there is a demon living in the floating slaughter, no one will come to spoil the relics of these high masters, right?

"Wakaba, what are you doing with you?"

"Master, I thought about it, since you are very powerful, there is no difference between being behind you and hiding at the top of the tower. I don't worry about you, I'd better go with you."

Obsessive smiled slightly.

"You're not afraid?"

"I'm afraid, but I'm even more afraid of staying alone at the top of the tower."

"…… All right. But there are monsters you have to run, otherwise Master won't be able to take care of you."

Wakaba's legs trembled after hearing this.

"But Master, you said you are very powerful!"

"But you're not good......".

He Mulan searched for a long time, and finally found an empty seat and put the master who loved dyeing on it.

God knows how difficult it is to touch a lattice in such a dark place. Airan kept telling her that the relics should not be placed directly on the ground, otherwise she would put them down and leave.

Just as she had placed the relics and was about to turn around and leave the tower, she suddenly heard a strange sound coming from the stairs going upstairs.

The sound of a few rats sneaking through it.

Could it be that someone is trapped here?

He Mulan was startled, and immediately held the Night Pearl and walked towards the stairs

Wakaba trembled and grabbed the corner of his master's robe and walked down the stairs as if he was going to the execution ground.

The hunger for many days had made his steps vain, and strange spots of light were always floating around in front of him.

He followed the master and walked and walked and walked until he went down a few floors, but he didn't see any human figures, let alone monsters. This result made him uncontrollably happy, and even wondered if he had been hungry for too long and hallucinated, but in fact, there was no sound at all, just auditory hallucinations.

Otherwise, the Buddha would test them before he came to pick them up.

He couldn't help but smile relaxed at the thought that it might be like this.

Then he saw the figure......

The faint light reflected a strange and distorted face, and the figure floated in the blue light, floating up the stairs without a sound, faintly visible taller than ordinary people. [,！ ] Robust.

Blue-faced fangs!

Tiger's back!

Wakaba's smile condensed on his lips, and when he saw the master walking forward with some excitement, he shouted in fright:

"Master, there are monsters!"