Transcendent of Type-Moon Gensokyo

Those monks are the foundation of the temple, even if you have good talents, as long as you are not from the temple, it is useless.

People are unpredictable. Although these monks have some mana and supernatural powers, they are still mortals after all. They will feel aversion and jealousy. If the abbot treats this sister and brother well, they will also let the monks leave gossip.

Those monks who truly have no desires and desires, have already become Buddhas, and they will be squandered in this world.

"I see, sister!"

Minglian was exhausted, but still responded to her sister's words.

Seeing the appearance of her younger brother, Bai Lian was a little worried and said, "Why...Shall we take a break?"

In fact, Bai Lian has already run out of strength, but although she is a girl, she has a tough personality. The parents of the two died early, and the eldest sister is like a mother. Bai Lian takes more care of her younger brother. Even if she is climbing the mountain, she must set an example for her younger brother.

However, she was also a bit lost. Compared with her younger brother, her talent seemed to be much worse. The Buddhist scriptures taught by those masters could be understood by Ming Lian, but Bai Lian could only barely understand it.

Yesterday, a monk came to the village and ordered the two of them to go up the mountain today. They said that the abbot was looking for something to do with them, and the two of them did not suspect him, and they agreed.

"Sister don't worry, I'll be fine!"

Ming Lian persevered without giving up. Seeing his brother's appearance, Bai Lian didn't say anything, just forbearing tiredness, and moving on with his brother.

Although Xingui Mountain is not high, it is also a hardship for the two of them.

The siblings encouraged each other and finally saw the temple wall on the top of the mountain.

"Huh? Minglian, look, why is there no monk guarding the gate of the temple?"

With sharp eyes, Bai Lian noticed that the temple seemed different from the past. Normally, there were monks guarding the gate to prevent monsters and wild beasts from invading.

Bai Lian is young, and her voice is very immature, but she has a kind of magic power that makes people feel like a spring breeze, which makes people unconvinced. It is not deliberate, but the words are like the compassionate Guanyin master, which makes people feel comfortable.

"This...I don't know."

Minglian scratched her head, and could only answer her sister's question with a smirk.

Bai Lian didn't have any hope for Ming Lian, but just said: "We should hurry up. It won't be good if we miss the time."

"My sister said..."

The siblings took a sigh of relief and walked quickly to the gate of the temple, only to find that not only was there no one guarded here, but the gate was not even closed.

The two of them pushed open the door in doubt, and what they saw was a small square where the monks did morning classes.

Chaohu Sunzi Temple was built on the top of Xingui Mountain. Although it is not as magnificent as the royal palace, it was blessed by Prince Shotoku in the past.

Only this time, Bai Lian and Ming Lian entered the temple, without the solemnity of the past, but a gust of wind blew through, making people tremble and get goose bumps.

"Minglian...this, this, why is there no one?"

After all, she was a girl, Bai Lian was a little frightened, and asked her younger brother softly.

"Isn't it...Most of the monks have gone to suppress the monsters. I didn't hear the master say a while ago that the nearby monsters seemed to be rioting. Did the Lord Lord ask the monks to destroy the monsters?"

Ming Lian said uncertainly.

During this period of time, monks in the temple have indeed become scarce, and the current abbot explained that.

"Are they Bailian and Minglian?"

In this deserted temple, the sound that suddenly appeared frightened the siblings and the two of them, thinking it was a lonely ghost...

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Bai Lian and Ming Lian were a little ashamed. The thought just now was simply disrespectful to the monks.

Thinking of this, the two quickly turned around, and behind them, a monk suddenly appeared, and that was the new abbot of this temple.

The monks look like they are in their prime of life. They are not as kind and kind as ordinary monks. Instead, they have a stern face as Buddhism said.

However, although this looks a little scary, it can also give people a great sense of security.

"Master Wu Shang!"

Bai Lian and Ming Lian hurriedly saluted, with respectful tone.

"The Three Treasures of Nan Wu! Bai Lian, Ming Lian, and the poor monk came over, but they have important things to entrust!"

The abbot slapped his head, his face was sullen, and he walked past them blankly and headed to the main hall in the middle of the temple.

Bai Lian and Ming Lian glanced at each other, and they were a little strange, thinking that the two of them are just ordinary people, what can the abbot of Chaohu Sunzi Temple have them do?

The two were surprised, but they still hurried to follow the abbot. The temple was kind of nurturing them. No matter what was difficult, the two would not refuse.

Bai Lian tightened her shabby clothes tightly. This should have warmed the temple, making her suddenly feel cold.

She and her brother walked into the hall with the monk.

In the main hall, there are more than 30 monks standing around the main hall, knocking wooden fish.

However, after seeing so many monks, Bai Lian and Ming Lian didn't feel any popularity at all. Instead, they felt that the temple was getting colder and colder.

"Squeak..."

The open door suddenly disappeared and closed automatically with a strange sound. Bai Lian and Ming Lian began to shrink a little.

All the windows of the hall were covered by curtains in the next moment. Only a slight afterglow of the sun shined through the curtains. It was originally a bright palace. It became gloomy and terrifying in the sound of the wooden fish knocking by many monks, even that. The enshrined Buddha image also seems to be a ghost with fangs.

"Bai Lian still has Ming Lian, you two go and stand in the middle."

The abbot's faint voice was strange and inexplicable, frightening the two children who had little knowledge.

"Master Wu, Wu Shang?"

Bai Lian quivered and screamed in a trembling voice.

"Don't talk, be quiet! Go over quickly!"

The monk suddenly became a little rough, his arms were strong, and he directly pushed the two thin children over.

Bai Lian and Ming Lian stumbled and were pushed to the center of the hall.

"Very good! Stay still!"

The monk's voice finally brought some emotion, it was a kind of excitement.

The more than thirty monks around the main hall suddenly turned around, facing the white lotus and Minglian, strange voices came from their mouths, neat and loud, the screaming and terrifying voices were not like Buddhist language at all. , More like magic.

The thirty-odd monks had their faces stiff, as if they were zombies. They were chanting the curse while knocking on the wooden fish. The thirty-odd people walked strangely as if they were dancing.