Chapter 30: The Temple of the Living Dead

The four monks in the temple are all sincerely worshipping the Buddha and have no time to care about anything else, so let them sleep forever on the Pudun where they worship the Buddha.

After solving these four people, I found that I was hiding behind the big Buddha of the three people, and it was not appropriate to say that it was a big Buddha.

It was just a shrine like the one in the temple outside Ashina Castle.

But there is another person kneeling and worshipping what is indeed a real Buddha statue.

A lazy monk with a big mace in his hand.

Didn't you say that the monks don't kill? Why is there a mace here?,Solve him by the way while he's tired.。

After disposing of the "living creatures", I was ready to scour them to see if there was nothing valuable, so I started with the corpses.

Because they are worshipping the Buddha, they are all closed and they can't see any expression, and when they open their eyes, it seems that this is also a living person, but they are not angry, and they are very wooden.

So if everybody is like this, is it the Buddha who has the problem or the person who has the problem?

Originally, when I said that it was a big Buddha, it turned out to be a seated monk, like an abbot who preaches to his disciples.

It's good not to get close, but it's not good to get close.

The seated monk suddenly coughed and coughed up turbid water with a strange taste, and the cockroach smelled this smell and quickly rushed over.

The cockroaches suddenly went berserk and bit at the people.

The culprit is the seated Buddha, first of all, it is clear that he is indeed dead, and then when he approaches or approaches, he will spit out disgusting turbid water to induce cockroaches to attack.

It's not worrying to die, is it?

If you look closely, maybe this person is not a dead thing, and centipedes crawl under the podun where he sits.

If you look closely at your surroundings, you will find two very different extreme images, the house is very dilapidated and covered with cobwebs,

But there are candles lit on the shelf in front of the shrine behind the Buddha.

The candles were burning for a variety of lengths, some were still burning and some were extinguished.

It can also be seen from the open window next to it, in addition to the candles burning on the shelves, there are also coarse incense lit in the incense altar, most of which are close to the roots.

These monks seem to have died suddenly overnight, as if they had made an appointment, but after death they all retain most of the characteristics of a living person, like a living dead.

What exactly is the poison that has such an effect? What kind of deep hatred and hatred are in the pure land of Buddhism, and they are about to be destroyed?

However, it also makes it easier for me to search for items here.

adamantum chips, lipaceusoma, dead waxoma......

These things can be given to the Buddhist carver, and perhaps he will know how to equip them with prosthetic blades.

After collecting it, he jumped out of the open window, and saw an old woman with a disheveled hair kneeling on the edge of the cliff.

The clothes on his sloppy body are shabby.

"Old woman." Asked tentatively. "Old woman."

At first, there was no response, but after repeating the call a few times, I agreed:

"What's the matter, don't disturb the White Snake God's rest."

"White Snake God?"

"Ah, yes. You must be respectful before God. ”

"Where is the White Snake God?"

"Huh? What are you talking about, there, there. ”

Her hand pointed down at the cliff, but there were only patches of forest trees below the cliff, and Rao could tell at a glance that there was something like a white snake.

Apparently not, though, there is a little bit of white on the right.

"Hey, what are you doing, why don't you come over and bow down to the White Snake God!"

I really don't know what I was expecting, I would have thought of getting a little bit of information from the living dead, but if it was an old woman, maybe she would have transformed into a Prajna or something.

Thinking like this, even a ninja is better off than less, so I bowed in the direction she was praying towards, even though a white snake once tried to swallow me.

"Babble~ Good job."

The old woman clapped her hands as if she were praising me,

Although her face is covered by her hair that has been draped down, she is squinting and smiling.

"This is for you, it can be regarded as a reward for you."

Then her shriveled hand handed over the object, and then she resumed her original worship motion.

She gave me Harjang Candy and Hum Candy, as well as a box of Flying Snow God Paper.

It turned out that they were all monks, so it was not obvious, but the woman's hair was black.

Instead of thinking about these questions, I walked towards the white on the right.

This man is also a monk, but unlike the monks I saw before, the robes worn by ordinary monks are yellow, while he wears white.

He leaned against the tree, his hands on his cheeks, as if thinking about something,

As soon as he saw me approaching, he spoke to himself as if he were familiar:

"Did you see my white windmill?"

"Huh? White windmills? ”

"It's a white windmill, when the wind blows, it will whirl~whew~."

Judging by his size, he is a huge fat man, and judging by his fat image, this is definitely an adult.

Judging by where he was and what he said, this person may have something wrong with his brain.

"What's wrong?"

"My windmill is gone, with my best friend."

"Didn't you look for it?"

"No, she said let me wait here for her to come back,

When we got back, we played together.

Can you help me get it back? ”

“......”

As if sensing my hesitation, I didn't actually have any expression on my face.

Or rather, it hasn't changed since the beginning, like a facial paralysis.

"Please help me get it back, I'll give you all my stuff."

He pointed to himself and then to the hut next to him, telling him that these were all he had, but none of them seemed to be as precious as the windmill.

"Understood."

"Thank you."

With that, he continued his long, tedious wait,

Maybe the cheek support hands will be happy because they have something to do.

Dead people have the consciousness, movements, and thoughts of living people, right?

However, these two people are not hostile, but it does not mean that the people after them are also not hostile, so be careful.

Then he walked and walked past the temple that had been drilled out, and he came to the other side of the gate that he had seen before.

It's not that the greenery in the Buddhist temple is good, it's just that no one cleans the long grass.

Next to the temple house is the gate, and after the gate is the back, the courtyard, and the courtyard is behind another temple house.

And the temple house I drilled out is facing the bridge, the temple house on the left side of the gate and the bridge on the right.

The overall "ten" layout.

Even more intriguing than another broken bridge is the living dead of the soldiers in the court.

The people of Ashina Castle have been here before, and it was a long time ago.