The old monk of Tongshou Temple was about to cry.
Really, even though he was holding back, tears were already rolling in his eyes.
Sin!
He was originally a lowly street swindler, occasionally relying on fairly good poker and mahjong cards to go to the lowest-end gambling stalls on the street to mix up a little money, of course, not too much.
If you have too many, you have to be discovered.
If found, he will have his hands chopped off.
He didn't want that.
He also wants to live a long life and die in peace.
Therefore, he carefully moved around and lived.
As for finding a decent job
He did it before he was fifty.
He has worked as a waiter in a convenience store, a vegetable cutter in a food stall, a car cleaner, a parking boy, etc. He has done it all.
That time was his happiest time.
Although they are all hourly workers, not regular workers, and don't earn much, they can earn some every day, and occasionally have working meals.
But once he was fifty years old, such a job bid farewell to him.
More young people took his place.
However, he did not complain.
After all, compared with those guys who jumped off the roof of the building after the financial tide receded, he was much happier.
At least he's still alive.
Live like a person.
Therefore, the cardboard box he lives in is the cleanest, and he cleans the surroundings every day.
until…
An old monk appeared.
It was a misty morning, and the old monk fell at the door of his 'home' covered in blood.
If it was in other places, he would just leave out of sight and out of mind.
But at the door of 'home', he couldn't turn a blind eye.
He didn't know what happened to the old monk.
Just carried the old monk into the house, and then cleaned up the blood.
Then, treat the old monk with the treasured medicine.
To live a long life, medicines are necessary.
He always leaves a part of his activity funds to buy necessary medicines.
From cold medicine, antidiarrheal medicine to povidone iodine, bandages and so on.
These may seem basic, but at critical moments, they are life-saving things.
He has seen many 'neighbors' lose their lives because of a cold.
The old monk was seriously injured.
There are scars all over the body.
Many of them are deeply visible.
To be alive was incredible to him.
Likewise, there is the resilience of the old monk.
After he disinfected and applied medicine, the old monk woke up in the evening.
Still, a little weak.
But also normal.
Ordinary people have suffered such serious injuries, and they probably have already died of cold.
"Thank you, thank you."
The old monk thanked him with difficulty.
"you are welcome."
"If you die at my door, I'll be in trouble too."
"Eat quickly, recover quickly after eating, and then leave quickly."
He talked to the old monk in an indifferent tone.
Then, he took out two cans from his 'spare dry food'.
Canned food is easy to store and has a long storage time.
Canned meat, in particular, is a treasure in hard times.
He also hid three.
Now take out two, just to let the old monk recover quickly.
Even, he had already prepared a rhetoric on how to make the old monk eat the two canned meat.
But beyond his expectation, the old monk didn't seem to mind eating meat at all.
It was completely different from the old monk he knew.
The old monk is not just weird.
Apart from not eating meat, this old monk is also very interested in poker and mahjong.
Probably a fake monk!
The previous injury should also be caused by the discovery of cheating!
That's what he thought at the time.
Then, the distance between the two became so close.
After all, it's half a colleague.
The diary is just like this day by day.
The old monk's bald head had long been covered by a layer of short white hair, and his body was recovering. He wore his old clothes and strolled around his 'home' for a long time when he had nothing to do.
Sometimes I pick up cans with him.
Occasionally, some useful things will be found in the garbage.
then
Naturally, change to some beer.
He drank, chatted and laughed with the fake monk.
It was him who laughed.
Because this fake monk always told him some legends as real things.
There are noses and eyes.
He will not believe it.
Then, a few months later, the fake monk suddenly said that he was leaving and had some things to do.
He didn't keep it.
How can people like them retain others
Absolutely no regrets!
He didn't send a fake monk, and went back 'home' early.
Then, looking at the clothes left by the old monk, he was in a daze for the whole night.
Let's have a good time.
Another month passed.
After his life was quiet, the old monk appeared again.
Still covered in wounds and blood, he fell at the door of the 'home'.
"Hello!"
"Although we are liars, we must have a bottom line!"
"It's good to mix two meals together, don't go too far."
"Otherwise you will die on the street sooner or later!"
He was talking, but he 'carried' the fake monk back home with his hands and feet.
The days after that became the previous experience.
Cycle repeatedly.
Every time the fake monk leaves, he always comes back wounded.
After he has cultivated himself, the fake monk will tell him stories.
Those stories are all about how to deal with demons and ghosts.
The protagonists in those stories all have methods of visualization, breathing, and techniques.
He heard it interesting and remembered a lot.
Originally, at his age, he could not remember many things at all, but somehow, he memorized everything this fake monk said, without missing a single word.
He was a little weird at first.
But later on, I got used to it.
He only thought that the story told by the fake monk was interesting, so he remembered it.
It was another month when the fake monk left.
He drew the word 1 all over a piece of cardboard in 'home'.
He counted carefully.
A full 80.
"It's been so many years?"
He looked at these words in astonishment.
Before he knew it, he had known the fake monk for almost 10 years.
"It's also luck."
he thought so.
In the past 10 years, every time the fake monk came back, he was injured all over his body, but he didn't die. Isn't this luck
But luck always runs out.
This time it is.
The fake monk is back.
There was a big hole in the chest, and the face was torn.
If it weren't for the familiarity, he wouldn't recognize it at all.
"what happened?"
He wanted to carry the fake monk back to his 'home' as before, but was stopped by the fake monk.
"Dependent arising and extinguishing, just in an instant."
"You always say you don't have a name."
"I'll give you my name."
The fake monk didn't pay attention to what he meant, and just said it to himself.
He has no name since he moved to his new 'home'.
And so were most of the people around him.
Everyone is called by code name.
Or, just a 'hello'.
"From now on, you are 'Tong Shou Si'."
"It's given to you too."
"As for more?"
"I can't teach you anymore, I need you to get in touch bit by bit."
After finishing speaking, the fake monk handed him a cloth bag and raised his hand.
He's proud, well-groomed, and his bald hair is gone.
A bald head remains.
Before he could protest, a smile seemed to appear on the bloody face of the fake monk, and then his head tilted to one side.
When he was about to think that the fake monk was immortal, the fake monk died.
Moreover, after the death of the fake monk, the body decayed straight away.
In the breath, it turned into a piece of ashes.
Just leave the cloth bag.
There is a key and a power of attorney for real estate in the cloth bag.
Tongshou Temple!
The fake monk actually left him a temple in the street market of Tongshou Town.
It's small, but it's also remarkable.
Why did the fake monk cheat
With such a temple, a little operation will make a lot of money.
Then, he soon knew.
What the fake monk told him turned out to be true!
those stories!
Those goblins!
The so-called visualization method, breathing method, and skill method are all true!
Because, someone really asked him to exorcise demons.
If it wasn't for the serious expression on the client's face, he almost laughed out loud.
And he wanted so badly to laugh at that moment.
Because, if at that time, he really laughed out loud.
There is no need to carry out such dangerous things under the name of 'Tongshou Temple' like now.
Even though he avoided risks again and again, he still couldn't escape.
This time, it's dead!
You know, that's—
Tsuchimikado!
Thinking of this family, the old monk of Tongshou Temple felt his scalp tingle.
It's the same even if it's a division.
That was not something he could resist.
Using 'substitute hair' to fool the opponent is already his ultimate.
Then, I used the 'boat crossing technique' to sneak in here to save people, just because I was afraid that I would not be able to eat or sleep in the future, and would... have a disturbed conscience.
But once discovered.
The old monk of Tongshou Temple still wanted to cry.
There are still thirty years before the centenary.
Sure enough, am I going to die halfway
It is so sad.
Thinking from the bottom of my heart, the old monk of Tongshou Temple straightened his clothes.
Then, clasped hands together with stern face.
Some habits, with the passage of time, have already been imprinted in the bones.
Even in the face of life and death, it will not change.
After finishing all this in Tongshou Temple, Hui Lijing and Liangjie were surprised to find that the old monk in front of them suddenly became different.
What was different, they couldn't tell.
But there is always a feeling of facing an eminent monk.
The serious face always reminded them of the statues in the temple, and the calm eyes seemed to be seeing a Bodhisattva, and the long breathing made people feel calm.
this
Hui Lijing and Liangjie looked at each other.
They don't know what's going on.
Just when Hui Lijing wanted to ask, something happened suddenly.
The already turbulent river suddenly rolled with huge waves.
A sound like thunder echoed in the sky—
"Tong Shou Temple!"
The voice was loud and filled with palpable anger.
"How dare you use the 'substitution technique' to deceive me!"
"Are you humiliating me?"
Questioning, under anger, became extremely sharp.
The old monk of Tongshou Temple looked up at the dark sky, did not let go of his clasped hands, and just bowed slightly.
Seemed to be apologetic.
It seems to be a habit again.
"good very good!"
"Since you want to save people!"
"Then I'll let you save enough!"
That voice growled.
The tumbling river suddenly calmed down.
Hui Lijing and Liangjie's expressions changed drastically when the river subsided.
They felt as if they were being targeted by some ferocious beast.
Without hesitation, the two drew their guns.
next moment-
Crash!
Accompanied by the sound of splashes, a thin figure jumped onto the boat.
The whole body is dark green, with a ferocious face, fangs in the mouth, and toad-like limbs. As soon as it comes up, it rushes towards Hui Lijing.
boom!
Hui Lijing raised her hand and shot.
The monster fell down and fell into the river.
However, Hui Lijing was too late to be happy.
More monsters jumped out of the river.
Crash! Crash! Crash!
bang bang bang!
There was an endless stream of water escaping and gunshots.
The voice in the sky is disdainful.
"Don't you want to save someone, Tong Shousi?"
"Why don't you make a move?"
"You don't think that a mere bullet can make the 'water ghost' I raise timid?"
"Or are you doing a so-called test?"
Speaking of this, the voice snorted coldly with disdain.
"The human heart cannot stand the test!"
"You failed once decades ago!"
"Now?"
"You're just repeating the same mistakes!"
"Whether it's the two on your boat or the one on the shore, they can't stand the test—especially the guy on the shore named Jason, he himself is a lost dog who came from a long distance, panicked But all day long, my heart is still full of obsessions, if it wasn't for him, how could I have discovered the things here, maybe you have successfully rescued people."
"Do you think that a guy like him might pass your so-called test to inherit Tongshou Temple?"
the voice asked.
"why not?"
The old monk of Tongshou Temple answered.
It is different from the angry and sharp voice.
The old monk's words were calm and indifferent.
But this tone irritated the other party even more.
"Just him?"
"He still wants to pass your narrow tests?"
"unless… "
"He drank up the 'river of ghosts' in front of him!"
The voice said angrily.
However, after talking about it, there was a chuckle again.
Although his 'Ghost River' is just a projection of a branch.
But even the projection is derived from the 'Oni no Kawa'.
After an ordinary person falls, the breath has to be melted into a skeleton, and then the essence becomes the nourishment of the water ghost in it.
As for the skeleton
After a little processing, he can become a new skeleton warrior.
Or simply soak in this 'river of ghosts' and become a new 'water ghost'.
Jason drank up his 'Onigawa'
How can this be
Thinking of this, this inexplicable person wanted to laugh even more.
"If Jason really drank the 'Ghost River' dry, I will not only admit defeat, but I will also join your camp to help you guard the 'Wei' flag and become a member of your 'Wei' flag."
This one said it straight.
Very straightforward, without any hesitation.
Because, he thought it was impossible.
The old monk of Tongshou Temple didn't answer either.
He also thought it was impossible.
But at this time, Jason, who had eaten a meal of 'grilled ghost', stood up, carrying his bag, and walked towards the 'river of ghosts'.
'Grilled Ghost' was a little salty, and he felt... thirsty.