The atmosphere in the temple has been very good since I was born, and everyone lives in a small temple and watches all kinds of donors come and go.

- Until one day there was a rat plague.

The first to spot the rat plague was Brother Kongyuan, who found a large nest of rats in the back kitchen of the temple, their gray fur shiny, and not long after they were discovered, they slipped away like a black wave.

When we reported the news to the abbot, his kind face finally showed a solemn look.

It didn't take long for the abbot to order the whole temple to catch rats, and I, as one of them, soon joined the rat eradication brigade.

I was assigned to a group with Brother Kuyuan, who was responsible for spraying rat poison and finding out where the rats were hiding.

The results of the rat eradication are remarkable, we have caught all the rats in the kitchen and the residence, and the rat poison has been sprayed a lot from yard to yard, although the smell is unpleasant, but the rat plague has indeed been greatly suppressed.

But slowly, I felt that something was wrong.

The rat eradication has been going on for months, and thousands of rats have been killed, but it seems like there are too many to kill.

The place that has been cleaned today is often a litter tomorrow, and the number of these rats is a little strange, as if the rats of the whole mountain are concentrated here.

Senior Brother Kongyuan also seemed to realize that something was wrong, and his face became more and more ugly day by day.

Finally, one day, he came to me and gave me a note telling me to run and leave the temple.

I didn't understand why, so he didn't do what he said, and he didn't seem to have time to say anything else to me, so he hurried away.

Unexpectedly, since then, it has been a farewell.

Three days later, I found his mangled body in the grass.

It was from that day that I really realized that something was wrong.

The abbot seemed to be getting colder and colder, he seldom stepped out of the courtyard, and he had begun to strictly forbid catching rats, and I could feel the greed hidden in his cloudy gaze and between his brows.

It's never been unusual.

In the next few days, everyone seemed to have changed, silence became the norm, opening their mouths to speak was also sharp and scary, and they went out less and less.

I slowly felt eerie.

One dark night, I forgot to take a candle of incense begged by a benefactor, and was about to go to the abbot's courtyard to get it, when I saw a huge shadow under his window.

The shadow reflected in the moonlight made me see its true face.

It was a huge rat spirit, and I can't put it into words to describe his hideousness.

When I saw it slowly turning into an abbot, I suddenly understood the cause of Senior Brother Kongyuan's death and everyone's abnormality.

I slowly left the abbot's courtyard with a frightened heart.

It was dark that night, and the sky above the temple seemed to be filled with a gray mist of death.

When I returned to the compound, I searched through all the Buddhist scriptures, but I couldn't find a way to defend myself.

At this time, I suddenly thought of the note from Senior Brother Kongyuan.

When I flattened the piece of paper that had been crumpled into a ball, it read:

Paint its predators all around.

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I painted the walls all over with owls, wrote the last journal entry and burned all the clues I found.

I want to live and avenge everyone.

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For the past two days, I have always felt cold eyes staring at me.

I knew it was my turn.

It was a stormy night, and the raindrops were raging on the land, and I stayed in the house.

I saw the shadow leap into my room and slowly walk towards me.

I looked back subconsciously and looked back, but all I saw was blood red.

The thunder made my face pale.

I still died on that stormy night.

I didn't disappear after I died, but watched a man named 009 repeat my path.

After I died, I understood that I was just a replica and that everything was nothing.

But I'm still not reconciled.

Unwilling to make it impossible for me to disappear, but to watch that person die and rise again and again.

I laughed the last time I saw the rat finally die under the owl's talons.

I knew that my body was slowly disappearing, and that my existence was going to be gone.

However, I saw with my own eyes the tragic death of the abbot and the monsters of everyone, and I have no regrets.

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