Becoming A Monk In Tokyo

　　 After the Takai family left, Lingming Temple returned to silence.

　　 Only the incense burner in front of the Buddha is left, and there is still smoke lingering.

　　 Today is the weekend, and even the workers who built the residences are on holiday. In this remote temple, there are only two monks, one old and one young.

　　 Shiraishixiu has been accustomed to this for a long time, and doesn't feel lonely.

　　 went back to the futon in front of the Buddha, sat cross-legged, and said to the old abbot.

　　 "Abbot, I will transfer you 30 million. You can contact the engineering team to build the library!"

　　 "Good."

　　 The old abbot smiled and nodded.

　　 Facing 30 million yen, there is no fluctuation in his heart.

　　 This is the real concentration!

　　 Shiraishixiu admires it, the old abbot, who is not surprised when facing the ancient wave of money, is the real eminent monk and the goal he has to strive for...

　　 Well, Bai Shixiu has never seen the old abbot look gaffe.

　　 At most, when I heard about what I had done, my mood fluctuated slightly.

this is normal.

　　 After all, he is the descendant of Lingming Temple, and the old abbot cares about himself, so he should.

correct!

　　 Today is Shiraishixiu’s first time to remove demons.

　　 want to share with the old abbot.

　　 Shiraishixiu groaned and said.

　　 "Abbot, why do people become monsters?"

　　 The old abbot's action of playing with his mobile phone suddenly stopped.

　　 for a while, raised his head.

　　 There are some complexity in his eyes that Shiraishihide has never seen before.

　　 "With a right heart, why did you think of asking this question?"

　　 "Today, when I was dispelling spirits for the donor Ikeda, what I was facing was not the ghosts that turned ghosts after death." Shiraishixiu said calmly.

　　 "It's a demon...shemale?"

Huh? How come it suddenly changed.

　　Pig turning into a demon is a pig demon, and a cat turning into a demon is a cat demon.

　　People turn into monsters...

　　 is a ladyboy, yes!

　　 Modern people have come up with too many moths, so that some originally normal words have other flavors.

　　 The old abbot didn't mind this.

　　 It seems that I have no more feelings of complaining.

　　 There was a little surprise in his eyes.

　　 "What you got rid of today was a monster transformed from a human?"

　　 "Yes, that is a lady.

　　"Due to the miserable experience and accumulated too much resentment and hatred, he fell into a monster, which is in line with the description of the transformation of people into monsters in classics and legends.

　　 "However, after reading the classics, I still can't understand.

　　"Monsters and humans are obviously two very different creatures, and their life forms have undergone tremendous changes. How can it be possible that changes have occurred just because of mood?

　　 "Among them, there must be special reactions that I don't know..."

　　 Shiraishixiu poured out the doubts in his heart.

　　 A pair of eyes full of curiosity, staring at the old abbot.

　　 Hope that the elderly can give themselves an answer.

　　 However.

　　 The old abbot could not give an answer.

　　 "Heart is right, I can't answer your question.

　　 "The birth of the demon has been thought by many people since ancient times, but no one can find a reasonable explanation..."

　　 Okay, it looks like I have to do my own research again.

　　 Shiraishixiu is not too disappointed, because it was expected.

　　 Times are progressing.

　　 A question that modern people can’t get an answer to, why should the ancients give the answer extravagantly?

　　 It is better to study hard and try to improve yourself.

　　 Strive to be the one who gives the answer, and write many unsolved mysteries on the "One Hundred Thousand Whys" in children's books.

　　Unsolved mystery becomes basic knowledge.

　　 Let the keyboard men of the future...

　　 can stand on one's shoulders and give directions!

　　 Besides, there is one more thing, Shiraishi Xiu quite minded.

　　 "By the way, the abbot, when I superseded that person... that monster, a bead fell out of her body.

　　 "Well, it was like a glass bead, crystal clear, and it was filled with a black bead.

　　"Is this the legendary demon pill?

　　"But when I supervised the day-trip ghost girl in Kondo Middle School, she also held three beads in her hand...

　　 "Although the colors are not the same, I can be sure that the two should be similar things."

Snapped!

　　 The old abbot’s mobile phone fell on the floor tiles.

　　 He looked at Bai Shixiu with a look of error, and said in shock.

"pardon?!"

　　 The old abbot lost his attitude for the first time.

　　 This thought flashed through Shiraishixiu's mind, and realized that it might be very important.

　　 repeated what I said just now...

　　 It's just that there is no way to get more details.

　　 After all, those beads were shattered and purified under the Buddha's light in an instant, and Bai Shixiu remembered it with a glimpse. It is already unforgettable...

　　 In such a short moment, it is too late to observe with the eyes of the sky.

　　 Fortunately, the old abbot does not need a more detailed description.

　　 was silent for a while.

　　 He stood up, his figure slightly crooked.

　　 is the fatigue that Shiraishixiu has never seen before.

　　 The abbot is old?

　　 Shiraishixiu was a little surprised.

　　 Although all he was thinking about was the old abbot.

　　 But, although the abbot usually looks old, he has a good posture and a young mentality.

　　 Compared with Shiraishixiu, this young man, he seems to be more synchronized with the times.

　　 But now...

　　 The abbot’s heart seems to be getting old.

　　 After two steps, the old abbot bowed deeply in front of the Buddha and saluted.

　　 Then...

　　 unexpectedly opened a small hidden compartment under the Buddha seat, and took out a jade box.

　　 Lingming Temple has such a place?

　　 Shiraishixiu was a bit wrong.

　　 He was awakened to see through the sky, but it is impossible to use the sky to see through the Buddha statue. That would be too disrespectful to my Buddha.

　　 Therefore, I have never found such a hidden grid.

　　 Holding the jade box taken out of the secret compartment, the old abbot returned to the futon and sat down.

　　 put it in front of you and open it.

　　 revealed the things in it.

　　 "Heart is right, the bead you see, but it?"

　　 I saw a crystal clear bead on the flannel in the center of the jade box.

　　 The color of this bead is golden red, and it is no different from the few beads that Shiraishixiu has seen.

　　 Shiraishihide vaguely felt.

　　 The old abbot is going to make a big news.

　　 "Yes~www.readwn.com~Abbot."

　　 The old abbot closed the lid of the jade box, his face was calm, and his eyes met Shiraishixiu.

　　"This is the Soul Washing Orb, an evil object refined from the human soul.

　　"Aren’t you asking me, why do people turn into demons?

　　 "No one can give a standard answer to this question.

　　 "However, there is someone... to be precise, there is a demon that is the closest to this answer.

　　 "It uses human souls to refine beads, and then puts them into the bodies of people who have malicious in their hearts, and it can imitate the legend and transform people into monsters."

　　 "Human soul refines beads and turns humans into demons?"

　　 Shiraishixiu thought of the little **** the Japanese tour ghost.

　　 The three beads in her hands are probably the souls of the three female students who died in her hands.

　　 thought of Ayumi Spider-Woman.

　　 The bead in her body may also contain the soul of an innocent person.

　　 Fortunately, these souls have been sent away by their own Buddha's Karma palm, and they have been transcended together to go to the Paradise of Paradise...

　　 Amitabha.

　　 Then the question is coming.

　　 The soul wash beads in the jade box, whose soul is inside?

　　 Why did the old abbot keep it in a jade box and keep it under the Buddha statue?

　　 The old abbot did not intend to hide this.

　　 said frankly.

　　 "My heart is very curious.

　　 "The soul in this soul-washing bead is my father and the former abbot of Lingming Temple... Baishilongya, his name: Puzhi.

　　 "You have asked me many times, the story behind Lingming Temple...

　　 "I never promised.

　　 "It's really that this period of history is not glorious, it should be buried in the dust...

　　 "But, since you met now, I won't hide it from you anymore."