Vol 4 Chapter 16: There used to be a mountain...

The old monk of Tongshou Temple almost cried.
　　
　　Really, even if I tried to endure it, tears were already in my eyes.
　　
　　 Make evil!
　　
　　 He was originally a street scammer. He occasionally relied on fairly good playing cards and mahjong to mix a little money in the lowest-end gambling stalls on the street, of course, not too much.
　　
　　 will have to be discovered once more.
　　
　　 was found, he had to be chopped off.
　　
　　 He doesn't want this.
　　
　　 He also wants to live a hundred years and live in peace.
　　
　　 So, he was cautiously walking around and alive.
　　
　　 As for finding a decent job?
　　
　　 He did it before he was fifty.
　　
　　 Convenience store waiter, food cleaver, car cleaner, parking boy, etc., he has all worked.
　　
　　 That time was his happiest time.
　　
　　 Although they are all part-time workers, they are not regular workers, and they don’t earn much, but they earn a little every day, and occasionally there are working meals.
　　
　　 But once he was over fifty years old, such a job bid him farewell.
　　
　　 More young people replaced him.
　　
　　 However, he didn't blame others.
　　
　　 After all, he is much happier than the guys who jumped from the top of the building after the ebb of the financial tide.
　　
　　 At the very least, he is still alive.
　　
　　 lives like a person.
　　
　　 Therefore, the carton he lives in is the cleanest, and he cleans the surrounding area every day.
　　
until……
　　
　　 An old monk appeared.
　　
　　 It was a misty morning, and the old monk fell all over his body at the door of his'home'.
　　
　　 If he was in other places, he would leave without seeing his heart and heart.
　　
　　 is at the door of'home', he can't ignore it.
　　
　　 He didn't know what happened to the old monk.
　　
　　 just carried the old monk into the house, and then cleaned up the blood.
　　
　　 Next, treat the old monk with the treasured medicine.
　　
　　If you want to live long, medicine is a must.
　　
　　He always leaves part of the activity funds to buy necessary medicines.
　　
　　 From cold medicine, antidiarrheal medicine to iodophor, bandages and so on.
　　
　　 These seem basic, but at critical moments, they are life-saving things.
　　
　　He has seen many ‘neighbors’ who lost their lives because of a cold.
　　
　　The old monk was badly injured.
　　
　　 There are scars all over the body.
　　
　　 Many of them are deeply visible.
　　
　　 To be alive is incredible to him.
　　
　　 The same, and the resilience of the old monk.
　　
　　 After he disinfected and applied medicine, the old monk woke up in the evening.
　　
　　 But, a little weak.
　　
　　 But it is also normal.
　　
　　 Ordinary people have suffered such serious injuries, it is estimated that they have already been cold.
　　
　　 "Thank you, thank you."
　　
　　The old monk thanked me hard.
　　
"you are welcome."
　　
　　 "If you die at my door, I will be in trouble too."
　　
　　 "Eat quickly, recover quickly after eating, and then go quickly."
　　
　　 He talked with the old monk in a cold tone.
　　
　　 Then, he took out two cans from his ‘spare dry food’.
　　
　　 canned food is easy to store and has a long storage time.
　　
　　Especially canned meat, it is a treasure in difficult times.
　　
　　 He also hid three.
　　
　　 now take out two, just to let the old monk recover quickly.
　　
　　Even, he has already prepared how to make the old monk eat these two canned meat.
　　
　　 But beyond his expectation, the old monk didn't seem to mind eating meat at all.
　　
　　 is completely different from the old monk he knew.
　　
　　 The old monk is not only this weird.
　　
　　 In addition to not eating meat, this old monk is also very interested in playing cards and mahjong.
　　
　　 is probably a fake monk!
　　
　　'S previous injuries should have been caused by the discovery of fraud!
　　
　　 That's what he thought at the time.
　　
　　 Then, the distance between the two was so close.
　　
　　 After all, it's half a colleague.
　　
　　Diary is just like that day by day.
　　
　　The old monk’s bald head was already covered by a short layer of white hair, and his body was getting better. He wore his old clothes and wandered around his ‘home’ for a long time.
　　
　　 sometimes picking up cans with him.
　　
　　 occasionally digs out some useful things in the trash.
　　
　　Next?
　　
　　 Naturally, I would change my beer.
　　
　　 He and the fake monk were drinking and chatting and laughing together.
　　
　　 It was him who smiled.
　　
　　Because this fake monk always tells him some legends as true.
　　
　　 has a nose and eyes.
　　
　　 He won't believe it.
　　
　　 Then, after another few months, the fake monk suddenly said that he was leaving, and there were some things to be done.
　　
　　 He did not want to stay.
　　
　　 How can people like them keep others?
　　
　　 There is absolutely no disappointment!
　　
　　 He didn't send the fake monk away, so he returned to'home' early.
　　
　　 Then, looking at the clothes left by the old monk, I was stunned for a night.
　　
　　 Time must pass.
　　
　　 More than a month passed.
　　
　　After his life calmed down, the old monk appeared again.
　　
　　 was still wounded and bloodied at the door of ‘home’.
　　
"Hey!"
　　
　　 "Although we are liars, we have to have a bottom line!"
　　
　　 "Just mix two meals together, don't overdo it."
　　
　　 "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 neatly.
　　
The days after 　　 became the previous experience.
　　
　　 The cycle is repeated.
　　
　　 Every time the fake monk leaves, he always comes back with a wound.
　　
　　 After he has cultivated himself, the fake monk will tell him stories.
　　
　　How to deal with monsters in those stories.
　　
　　 The protagonists in those stories all have mindfulness, breathing, and techniques.
　　
　　 He heard it interestingly, so he remembered a lot.
　　
　　 When he was his age, he couldn't remember many things at all, but for some reason, he remembered everything the fake monk said, not a single word.
　　
　　 He was a little strange at first.
　　
　　 But when I arrived, I got used to it.
　　
　　 He only thought it was a fake monk who told an interesting story before he remembered it.
　　
　　 is another month when the fake monk has left.
　　
　　 He drew 1 word on a cardboard in "home".
　　
　　 He counted them carefully.
　　
　　 a full 80.
　　
　　 "It's been so many years?"
　　
　　 He looked at the words in amazement.
　　
　　 Unconsciously, he and the fake monk have known each other for almost 10 years.
　　
　　 "It's also luck."
　　
　　 He thought so.
　　
　　 In the past 10 years, the fake monk was injured every time he came back, but he did not die. Isn't this luck?
　　
　　 But good luck always runs out.
　　
　　 This time.
　　
　　 The fake monk is back.
　　
　　 There was a big hole in his chest and his face was torn.
　　
　　 If it weren't for familiarity, he wouldn't recognize it at all.
　　
"what happened?"
　　
　　 He wanted to bring the fake monk back to his ‘home’ as usual, but he was stopped by the fake monk.
　　
　　 "The origin and the demise are in an instant."
　　
　　 "You always say that you don't have a name."
　　
　　 "I will give you my name."
　　
　　 The fake monk ignored his meaning and just said to himself.
　　
　　 He has no name since he moved to his new ‘home’.
　　
　　Most people around him are the same.
　　
　　 Everyone is called by code name.
　　
　　 Or, it’s just a ‘hello’.
　　
　　 "From now on, you will be'Tong Shou Temple'."
　　
　　 "It's handed over to you, too."
　　
　　 "As for more?"
　　
　　 "I can't teach you anymore, I need you to touch it bit by bit."
　　
　　 After finishing talking, the fake monk handed him a cloth bag and raised his hand.
　　
　　 He is very proud and neat, and his hair that is not bald is gone.
　　
　　 There is a bald head left.
　　
　　 Before he could protest, the fake monk seemed to have a smile on his face, and then his head crooked to death.
　　
　　 When he thought the fake monk was immortal, the fake monk died.
　　
　　 Moreover, after the death of the fake monk, the body decayed.
　　
　　In my breath, it turned into ashes.
　　
　　 only the cloth bag is left.
　　
　　 There is a key in the cloth bag, and a real estate power of attorney.
　　
　　 Child Shou Temple!
　　
　　 The fake monk was in the market of Toshou Town, and he left him a temple.
　　
　　 Although it is small, it is also amazing.
　　
　　 Why did the fake monk cheat?
　　
　　There is such a temple, and it will make a lot of money after a little operation.
　　
　　 Then, he soon knew.
　　
　　 What the fake monk told him turned out to be true!
　　
　　 Those stories!
　　
　　 Those monsters and monsters!
　　
　　 The so-called meditation, breathing, and technique are all true!
　　
　　Because someone really asked him to exorcise the demon.
　　
　　 If it wasn't for the client's face to be too solemn, he almost laughed.
　　
　　 And he really wanted to laugh out loud at the time.
　　
　　 Because, if at that time, he really laughed out loud.
　　
　　 There is no need to carry out such a dangerous thing under the name of "Tong Shou Temple" like now.
　　
　　 Even though he has tried to avoid risks again and again, he still can't escape.
　　
　　 This time, it's dead!
　　
　　 You know, that's—
　　
　　 Domemon!
　　
　　 Thinking of this family, the old monk Tongshousi felt his scalp tingling.
　　
　　 Even if it's a separation, it's the same.
　　
　　 That is not something he can resist.
　　
　　 It’s already his acme to fool the other party with ‘substitute hair’.
　　
　　 Then, I used the'boat crossing technique' to sneak into this place to save people, only because I was afraid that I would be unable to eat, sleep, and...
　　
　　 can once be discovered.
　　
　　 The old monk of Tongshou Temple still wanted to cry.
　　
　　 is still thirty years away from a hundred years old.
　　
　　 As expected, am I going to die halfway?
　　
　　 I'm so sad.
　　
　　 Thinking in my heart, the old monk Tongshousi had trimmed his clothes.
　　
　　 Then, his hands clasped together with a serious face.
　　
　　 Some habits have been imprinted in the bones with the passage of time.
　　
　　 Even in the face of life and death, it will not change.
　　
　　 After doing all this at Tongshou Temple, Hui Lijing and Ryosuke were surprised to find that the old monk in front of them suddenly became different.
　　
　　 What is different, they can't tell.
　　
　　 But there is always a feeling of facing high monks.
　　
　　 The solemn face always reminds them of the statues in the temple and the peaceful eyes, as if they are seeing a Bodhisattva, while the long breath makes people feel calm.
　　
This?
　　
　　 Hui Lijing, Liang Ji face each other.
　　
　　 They don't know what happened.
　　
　　 Just when Hui Lijing wanted to inquire, the sudden change occurred.
　　
　　 The big river that was already rough, suddenly a huge wave rolled.
　　
　　 A sound like thunder echoed in the sky
　　
　　 "Tong Shou Temple!"
　　
　　 The voice is loud and full of obvious anger.
　　
　　 "You dare to fool me with'substitute technique'!"
　　
　　 "Are you humiliating me?"
　　
　　 questioned, and under the anger, it became very sharp.
　　
　　 The old monk of Tongshou Temple raised his head and looked at the dim sky. He didn't put down his folded hands, just bowed slightly.
　　
　　 seems to be apologetic.
　　
　　 seems to be a habit again.
　　
"good very good!"
　　
　　 "Since you want to save people!"
　　
　　 "Then I will let you save enough!"
　　
　　 The voice growled low.
　　
　　 The rolling river suddenly calmed down.
　　
　　 Hui Lijing and Ryosuke changed their expressions when they were resting at the river level.
　　
　　 They felt as if they were being stared at by some beast.
　　
　　 The two of them took out their guns without hesitation.
　　
next moment--
　　
　　 Wow!
　　
　　 Along with the sound of splashing water, a thin figure jumped onto the boat.
　　
　　 The whole body is dark green, his face is hideous, his mouth has fangs, his limbs are like toads, and he rushes at Hui Lijing when he comes up.
　　
boom!
　　
　　 Hui Lijing shot up her hand.
　　
　　 The monster fell down and fell into the river.
　　
　　 But Hui Lijing couldn't be happy at all.
　　
　　 More monsters jumped out of the river.
　　
　　 Wow! Wow! Wow!
　　
　　 bang bang bang!
　　
　　 The sound of water coming out continuously, and the sound of gunshots continued.
　　
　　 The voice in the sky is disdainful.
　　
　　 "Tong Shou Temple, don't you want to save people?"
　　
　　 "Why don't you make a move?"
　　
　　 "You don't think that the mere bullets can make the'Water Ghost' I keep retreating?"
　　
　　 "Or are you doing the so-called test?"
　　
　　 Speaking of this, the voice snorted disdainfully.
　　
　　 "The human heart cannot stand the test!"
　　
　　 "You failed once decades ago!"
　　
"right now?"
　　
　　 "You are just repeating the same mistakes!"
　　
"Neither the two on your boat nor the one on the shore can withstand the test-especially the guy named Jason on the shore, he himself is a bereavement dog, who came across the ocean. I was in panic all day long, and my heart was still full of obsessions. If it weren't for him, how could I find out what happened here? You might have successfully rescued people."
　　
　　 "Do you think that a guy like him might succeed Tong Shou Temple through your so-called test?"
　　
　　 asked that voice.
　　
"Why not?"
　　
　　 Tongshou Temple, the old monk, the old monk answered.
　　
　　 is different from the angry and sharp voice.
　　
　　 The words of the old monk were peaceful and indifferent.
　　
　　 But this kind of tone stimulated the opponent more and more.
　　
　　 "Just him?"
　　
　　 "Does he still want to pass your narrow tests?"
　　
　　 "Unless..."
　　
　　 "He drank the "Ghost River" in front of him!"
　　
　　 The voice said angrily.
　　
　　 But ~EbookFREE.me~ chuckles again after speaking.
　　
　　 Although his "Ghost River" is just a projection of a branch.
　　
　　 But even if it is a projection, it also originated from the "Ghost River".
　　
　　 After an ordinary person falls, the breathing space has to be melted into a skeleton, and then the spirit becomes the nourishment for the water ghosts.
　　
　　 As for the skeleton?
　　
　　 After a little processing, he can become a new bone warrior.
　　
　　 Or simply soak in this "Ghost River" and become a new "Water Ghost".
　　
　　Jason drank his "Ghost River"?
　　
How is this possible?
　　
　　 Thinking of this, this inexplicable wanted to laugh more.
　　
　　 "If Jason really drank the'Ghost River', I will not only admit defeat, but I will also join your camp to help you guard the flag of'Fear' together and become a member of your'Fear' banner."
　　
　　 This one said directly.
　　
　　 is very simple, without any hesitation.
　　
　　 Because, he thought it was impossible.
　　
　　 The old monk of Tongshou Temple also did not answer.
　　
　　 He also thought it was impossible.
　　
　　 But at this time, Jason, who had a meal of ‘baked ghost’, stood up, carried his bag, and walked towards ‘Ghost River’ like this.
　　
　　 "Roast Ghost" is a bit salty, he feels...thirsty.