Weak in affinity talent? Female ghosts are eager to give hints.

"Oh?"

"That guy, he wouldn't be using the blessing to speculate on stocks, would he?"

"A genius!"

"I'll give you power, and you want to get rich?"

"..."

Watching the gaunt woman's frantic movements inside the room, Jiang Lai muttered something, and the [Sword of Pinocchio] in his hand grew a few centimeters longer once more.

"Some do it for wealth, some for appearance..."

"Some seek immortality, some seek power..."

"..."

"The 'Formless Buddha' of this world is truly adept at absorbing sin..."

Zhao Kuo shook his head and simply sat down on the corridor outside the [Zhaitang].

"Slurp...slurp..."

The people in the [vegetarian hall] were quite strange. After finishing their thin bowls of porridge, none of them seemed inclined to leave. Instead, they all sat down and meditated, as if preparing for something.

"Red! Red! Red!"

"All red!"

[Liao Shi] was still excitedly holding his phone.

Zhao Kuo, with his sharp eyes, clearly saw a nun lick her lips and, taking advantage of the food vendor's inattention, pour a dish of vegetables next to the porridge bucket directly into her own bowl.

"Slurp slurp..."

She ate quickly, without attracting anyone's attention.

After finishing her meal with a smug look on her face, the nun sat down in a corner.

but...

In fact, several elderly nuns were secretly looking at her as if she were a dead person.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle—"

First, a series of burning sounds came from the nun's pocket. Then, a puff of white smoke appeared, and the nun rubbed her ears in surprise, looking around with a strange expression!

because!

It seems she heard it!

There was the sound of a man humming scriptures in the air!

"How should one abide, and how should one subdue one's mind?"

The Buddha said: "Excellent, excellent."

"..."

"Wh...what?!"

"Hey! Hey! Did you hear me?!"

"There's a man reciting scriptures! Isn't this a nunnery? Why are there monks here?!"

"How..."

The next sentence caught in her throat as the "bhikkhuni" choked her! Her eyes widened as she looked around in astonishment—she saw that the people in the temple had turned into swaying fried dough sticks!

The tables in the temple were turned into meat chops, the walls into ice cream cones, and the floor into sticky, gooey cakes.

The fragrance began to waft rapidly as the scriptures were recited.

"Uh...uh..."

For no reason!

The nun began to stare blankly, appearing mentally unstable!

She ran to the wall, opened her mouth and began to gnaw at it, swallowing the plaster and brick fragments as she chewed.

Even though her mouth was bleeding from chewing, she kept chewing.

"Uh—uh—"

From the corner came a low moan like that of a starving ghost. Some of the bewildered nuns watched this scene with terrified expressions!

"This...this is?!"

"She's insane?!"

"Wasn't she someone who got in by falsifying accounts? Wasn't she quite shrewd? How did she turn out like this?!"

"..."

Amidst the gasps of surprise, [Liao Shi] finally put down his phone, calmly walked to the [Bhikkhuni]'s side, and snatched a burnt "sachet" from her pocket, his face contemptuous.

"snort--"

"Trying to be clever?"

"You think... that by not letting you eat too much, I'm harming you?"

"Newcomers! Listen up!"

"There's a certain obsession within this temple! Any transgression of the precepts will cause this obsession to recite [scriptures] and reveal the corresponding obsession..."

"This person... well, at least he's a good example for you guys..."

"Leave her here; Buddha himself will come to take her away later..."

"..."

[Liao Shi] explained nonchalantly, while the surrounding older [Bhikkhunis] didn't even glance at him, continuing to meditate with their eyes closed. Only the newly arrived [Bhikkhunis] looked panicked...

Outside the dining hall, Zhao Kuo and Jiang Lai couldn't help but exchange a glance.

pass!

Now everything makes sense!

Why?

Why did Long Ao say back then not to act rashly, otherwise something would be watching them?

What is that?

wrong!

That's the obsession Anlan mentioned with Kingsoft!

Monks must abstain from sexual activity, gluttony, anger, etc.

At that time, both the [San Francisco National Team] and the [Dragon Kingdom National Team] absolutely wanted to kill each other! So once they clashed, they would have broken the precept against killing out of anger!

if...

When the fight broke out in the temple, unsurprisingly... the chanting of scriptures would begin!

Without the "sachet" or any "clues" to rely on, it's likely that the game will end with no one surviving.

Upon reflection, the place where everyone heard the scriptures was a Zen monastery, therefore—the "attachment" everyone saw was "romantic love"...

As for how the people in this temple should release their desires?

It's very simple!

Alternatively, you could have enough "fragrant pouches" to do whatever you wanted in the temple.

Or—while [Liaoye] is asleep, in front of [Wuxiang Fo], commit a series of transgressions.

This!

This perfectly aligns with [Bilian's] plan!

"So, reciting scriptures is something that's triggered by breaking a precept!"

"No wonder we heard scriptures even though we had already come out of the [other dimension]..."

"I guess it was around that time that someone broke a precept at the temple..."

"And since we had no sachets or clues, we fell for it!"

After muttering something to himself, Jiang Lai typed the discovery directly into his phone.

He has learned his lesson.

He always keeps a pre-edited message on his phone, ready to be sent immediately should any unforeseen circumstances arise. Otherwise, if he encountered something like a Kshatriya that could affect human movement, he would be helpless!

"How so..."

"Should we continue monitoring this area?"

After editing the message, Jiang Lai glanced at Zhao Kuo.

Zhao Kuo nodded, closed his eyes, and waited silently outside the dining hall...

......

At the same time.

By the time An Lan emerged from the sacrificial meditation room, the sky had already begun to darken.

Inside the Hermitage of the Gods, a light, misty rain was still falling, making the atmosphere damp and oppressive.

As An Lan passed by Liao Ye's room, she peeked inside. Liao Ye seemed to be doing his homework again, with his legs crossed on the bed and reciting the Heart Sutra.

only...

This girl would tilt her head every few lines she read, as if she would doze off while reciting scriptures.

"It seems..."

"I need to leave the [Zen Temple Area] quickly..."

After walking a few steps quickly, An Lan arrived at the Great Buddha Hall. Long Ao and Wen Lan were standing outside the Great Buddha Hall, looking at the locked door with cold expressions.

"Oh?"

"Why are you all out here?"

An Lan joked, but Long Ao waved his hand dismissively: "Don't even mention it! Those guys probably knew when the time was up, so they said the [Great Buddha Hall] wouldn't be open to the public at night, and kicked us out..."

"However, in my opinion..."

"They're probably about to start fighting again..."

"When the time comes, the [alternate dimension] will descend, and the [Formless Buddha] will emerge..."

That makes sense...

"Are you ready?"

An Lan took the "sachet" out of her pocket, glanced at Long Ao and Wen Lan, and then the three of them simultaneously took out the "sachet" and threw it several meters away...

"Buzzing—"

"Buzzing—"

A familiar, intense tremor came, and the world shook continuously.

The rain in the sky turned a wet red, and the smell of rust was everywhere!

"Thump—"

"Thump—"

"Thump—"

When the three opened their eyes again, they were greeted by a grand hall with its doors wide open.

Inside the main hall, blood was constantly seeping from the walls and ceiling. The Buddha sitting in the center had become a body suspended in mid-air, without limbs or head, with only its chest remaining!

From the chest of her body, countless blood cocoon threads grew and hung in the air. With each pulsation, a tall woman with green skin and crescent-shaped horns hatched at the end of the blood threads!

To be precise, this is not a woman, but a murderous spirit—a Yaksha!

"etc..."

"Is that Liao Cheng, the one who was stabbed to death before?"

"She...she actually turned into a monster here?!"

Wen Lan stared wide-eyed at a bursting thread of blood. The yaksha hatching from it bore an almost identical resemblance to [Liao Cheng], the one who had fought in the palace earlier!

Is this what Buddhism refers to as going to hell?

[That's quite a vivid depiction, isn't it!]

Mo Lengxin's teasing voice came from An Lan's neck.

That's a rather ridiculous joke.

Can!

That's absolutely right!

This place truly is hell, a hell that imprisons these greedy fugitives!

"this..."

"What should we do?"

Long Ao looked at the scene before him, and it seemed somewhat familiar.

He and Jiang Lai had been here before, but due to An Lan's restart, the timeline here became blurred. He looked at his [Reversing Cause and Effect] panel, the thought just beginning to form in his mind.

Reversing cause and effect

[Current Aspiration: To obtain the clues safely]

[The cost: Long Ao and Wen Lan are incapacitated, and An Lan is attacked!]

"ha?"

"What...what kind of price is this?"

Long Ao hadn't recovered yet when An Lan looked at the sky above the house, where silk threads were exploding like firecrackers. Countless "Yakshas" were wielding large swords and slashing at each other in the air. After a few Yakshas whose silk threads had been cut landed, they looked outside!

"Holy crap!!!"

"Holy crap!!!"

After baring their large, sharp teeth, they charged straight at An Lan, slashing at her with their large knives!

"Hey! Anlan!"

"By reversing cause and effect, I'm making you the target of the attack!"

"you..."

Long Ao shouted, while An Lan smiled calmly, his body swelling with dense scales.

"That's right..."

"If you're putting cause and effect in reverse, I'm even more certain!"

"Abstain from anger... Stay true to your nature, and anger will naturally subside!"

"Tap tap tap—"

Walking towards the wielding broadswords, An Lan didn't even bother to block them from her face or chest, letting the blades fall and create a series of sparks with each strike!

"Clatter..."

"Clatter..."

After a few scales fell off, An Lan let the blood drip from her wounds, her gaze fixed on the bloodstains hanging from her suspended body.

He grabbed a slender thread of blood, and pulling himself along it, crawled towards the source of the blood cocoon on the gigantic body...

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

At first, a few demons brandished their machetes at An Lan as he climbed up, hacking wildly at the back of his neck, trying to sever his head...

Can--

Even with all the scales on the back of her neck falling off and a shallow cut appearing, An Lan still didn't fight back or resist. The yakshas seemed to have gotten bored and were too lazy to bother with An Lan anymore!

With blood vessels swaying, An Lan actually climbed to the sky alone, defying all odds among so many demons!

"What...what is this?"

Wen Lan looked completely bewildered: "Why...why aren't they attacking anymore?!"

"I see..."

"I understand! It's about abstaining from anger! When others are angry... you cannot be angry. Monks always remain calm and composed when faced with anger, never retaliating or arguing back, and always adhering to their original intentions. So that's what it means?"

Long Ao seemed to understand something.

He watched as the Yaksha ran outside, and his previously terrified expression calmed down.

"Wen Lan!"

"Stay calm, as long as you don't fight back, don't let your emotions get the better of you..."

"These demons will realize they're not interesting anymore!"