"Wait!" the bamboo pole called out to them.

"What are you doing?" the one-horned monster looked at the bamboo pole monster.

"I'm with him. The bamboo pole said, "If you want to take it away, take it with us." ”

"What?" the one-horned monster was surprised.

"We're a bunch, I'm a youkai he caught. The bamboo pole monster said.

"You, caught by him?" the one-horned monster repeated, seeing the bamboo pole nodding, and said, "You are too embarrassed by our monster people." ”

"Lose the demon, I'm not a human, what to lose. Bamboo pole said.

"Alright, you've been rescued now, where to go cool. The one-horned monster motioned for the monk to escort the people away.

The bamboo pole monster stopped them again, "Slow, I was caught by the little monk, he won't let me go, I can't go." ”

"Why?"

"It's my work ethic. Bamboo pole said.

"Hey, you...", the one-horned monster waved his hand impatiently, "go, go, escort him away." ”

The monks were a little embarrassed, "My lord, this monster..."

"What a monster, this is not a monster, this is obviously a person, a person!" said the one-horned monster, who was very skillful in referring to demons as people, "treat him, and this child, as if they were people." ”

The monks nodded, holding the little monk in front, the bamboo pole monster following behind, and the little boy walking with him.

"I was originally a human being, what does it mean to be a human being. The little boy muttered to the bamboo pole monster.

"There are also people who are not human, just like being a monster is not a monster. Bamboo pole said.

"Why don't you be a youkai?" the little boy looked at him, and he could not be punished as a youkai.

"I'm a youkai out of low-level fun. Bamboo pole said.

Bamboo pole and the little monk have traveled all the way, and they have seen the sinister of people and the kindness of monsters.

They once met a rabbit demon who was killed by a monster in order to save a group of people and made a roasted rabbit.

It was still roasted by the hands of the people she saved.

What is a human, what is a demon, what is good, what is evil, the bamboo pole monster is getting more and more confused.

The only thing he understood was that along the way, he had become accustomed to the presence of the little monk, and although he didn't say it, they had become friends.

After entering the city, the breath of the Buddha city came to the face.

Monks are everywhere in the city, bald-headed, wearing earth-colored monk's robes and shuttling through the streets and alleys, begging, and fasting.

From time to time, there is a Buddhist shrine on the street corner, which enshrines the reclining Buddha, and on the beams and pillars, there are also pictures of the Buddha preaching.

Along the way, monsters, Buddhist monks, and ordinary people looked at the little monk who was escorted and pointed.

The only people who ignore them are probably the beggars.

A large number of beggars sat in the corner, weak and weak, not to mention looking at people, and the bamboo poles even suspected that they had no strength to eat.

"There is a bumper harvest in the fields outside, why are there so many beggars here, and there was a famine last year?" asked the little boy.

"The field outside is the old man's field, and if you grab a few ears of wheat, you will be killed. The little boy touched the whip marks on his body.

"Don't those old men give a little charity?"

"It will affect the old man's money. ”

"So, why don't these people go to work and earn money to buy food?"

"I don't have enough food to eat. The little boy said in a low tone, "I, my mother gave me and my sister what I ate, she, she... Starved to death. ”

Bamboo pole was stunned, he turned his head to look at the little boy, "What about your sister?"

"It's sold there. The boy pointed to a building on the street ahead.

There is a lot of traffic in front of the building, monsters and monks come in and out, and the Buddha statue in front of the door is also very interesting, and the two Buddhas are entangled together.

"Yo, what kind of Buddha is this?" the bamboo pole approached and took a look, happy.

In the impression of the Buddhas conveyed to him by the little monk, most of the Buddhas are serious and compassionate.

"Yo, master, this is the Buddha of Joy. A chubby female monster stood in front of the building, saw the bamboo pole monster asking, answered, and came up to pull him, "Master, come, come in and rejoice." ”

Ever since he met the woman in the village, the bamboo pole has taken on a shadow of it.

He waved his hand and said, "No, no, I am a monk, a lay disciple of Buddhism." ”

"Then come in and give lectures to the girls, who need a monk like you to guide them. The female monster next to her laughed, "You purify all living beings, order a few more girls, and spend a good time, maybe a few will be tempered by you." ”

This is said to be high-sounding, but before you say "degree", can you not laugh so shamelessly!

The bamboo pole monster complained in his heart, and pushed away the fat female monster's hand, "What, I like men now, not close to women." ”

"We have little white faces. ”

"Well, I don't have any money on me. ”

"Go, go, what are you messing with here if you don't have any money. The fat female monster waved away.

The bamboo pole was stunned for a moment, and the changes before and after were also fast.

"Damn, now that I'm a monk, I can't refuse these people. The bamboo pole sighed and followed the little monk with the little boy.

As soon as they caught up, the bamboo pole suddenly sensed something was wrong and slapped the little boy on the head.

"Oops. The little boy cried out in pain, and the slap was hitting the whip marks.

The bamboo pole monster didn't feel sorry for him at all.

"Damn, you actually sold your own sister to that kind of place, are you a monster or am I a monster!" said the bamboo pole monster angrily.

"What kind of place is that?" the little boy looked at the bamboo pole.

"It's just... What a place of rejoicing. The bamboo pole was not easy to explain, and he asked, "Why did you sell your sister there?"

"There's something to eat. "The little boy said it for granted," others said, that they could eat enough in it. ”

"Rice is so important, more important than your sister?"

If he wants to have a sister, it will hurt every day.

"If you don't eat, you'll starve to death. The little boy wondered, "What is more important than eating?"

The bamboo pole monster's mouth opened slightly, wanting to speak, but he didn't know what to say.

"Forget it. The bamboo pole waved his hand, "I can't tell for a while." ”

They continued walking, and as they crossed a wide street, they caught a glimpse of a low wall appearing in front of them, on which there were frescoes about ten meters long.

On the mural, the Buddha is smiling with flowers, looking at the disciples listening to the scriptures; in front of the mural, many people are offering incense, burning paper, and kowtowing.

There is a table next to it, and many monks sit in the back, preaching and preaching to others, and persuading people to do good.

The little monk stopped in front of the painting and was pushed by the monks with sticks, "Hurry up!"

"I said, are you sure you're a monk?" asked the bamboo pole monster in the back, "Shouldn't a monk be compassionate?"

The little boy looked at the bamboo pole, "Really?"

After passing through the flower wall, a temple appears with the inscription "Reclining Buddha Temple".

The little monk and they were escorted in.

After bypassing the wall, a Buddha hall appeared in front of them, and they did not enter the Buddha hall, but went around the corridor next to it to the west.

After passing through the corridor, a cramped alley appeared in front of me, with high walls on both sides of the alley, blocking the sun and making the alleyway damp.

It's a Buddhist temple rather than a prison.

There are also murals painted on the wall, dark and terrifying, full of ghosts, fire and sword mountains, lifelike, terrifying and abnormal.

The bamboo pole monster shivered as he stood on end with just one glance.

Because the two walls are high and cramped, those ghosts with wide eyes, tongues sticking out, and dragging their intestines seem to be about to break away from the mural and pounce, which is even more terrifying.

The little boy was frightened and shrank down the bamboo pole.

The bamboo pole monster pulled the little boy and opened his mouth to cheer himself up, "This, this, what is this?"

"Hell Changes. The little monk said, "In the Buddhist scriptures, if a person does not do good but becomes evil, commits a sin, and dies here, he will go here and suffer." ”