The Strange Tales of Tokyo Monk

The golden light was not the Buddha's light in her dream, but the sunlight projected from the window.

I was lying on my bed at home. The bedding was new, but other than that, there was nothing unusual.

Ito Xiang straightened her upper body and looked at the familiar scene in front of her in a daze.

Shouldn't I have been sent to the cave of the Golden Eyed King to get married last night?

Why am I still in my own home? What happened after I passed out last night?

Could it be that after I passed out, the villagers had a change of heart and helped me up and put me on the bed to sleep?

But don’t they want me to marry the golden-eyed king?

For this purpose, people were sent to guard the gate of the courtyard to prevent him from leaving the village.

Ito Xiang sat on the bed for a long time thinking, then got up and prepared to go out and take a look.

When she got out of bed, put on her sandals and opened the door, she was surprised to find that most of the villagers in the village had come and were standing in the yard at the door.

The expressions on their faces showed complex emotions including guilt, regret, worry, joy, etc.

"you……"

Ito Xiang was a little confused for a moment. She didn't understand how those ferocious villagers could quickly change their faces overnight.

Could it be that they were planning to form a group to trick me into voluntarily marrying the golden-eyed king?

Itoka took a deep breath and shouted, "I will never marry that monster! Stop wasting your time!"

"Ito girl, we were wrong about what happened before. We will never force you to marry King Golden Eyes again."

The old village chief spoke with a guilty look on his face, and someone beside him added: "King Jintong was killed last night."

Is the Golden Eyed King dead?

Didn’t they say before that King Golden Eyes was the most powerful monster around here?

Ito Xiang was even more confused. She patiently communicated with the old village chief and others for a long time before she gradually figured out what happened last night.

Last night, after she passed out, she was indeed changed into a wedding dress, helped into the bridal sedan, and indeed arrived at the cave of King Golden Eyes.

The original plot should have been that the King of Golden Eyes forced her to marry him, then defiled her, and after she woke up she chose to commit suicide and leave the world.

But last night, a senior monk came to the cave of King Golden Pupil. He killed the evil King Golden Pupil and sent himself back safely.

I heard from the old village chief and others that I was the one who came back in the bridal sedan last night, and even the monsters who sent me across the flower bridge were the same group.

The eminent monk also came to the village, explained the whole story, and preached Buddhism all night long, in order to transform the violence and greed in the hearts of the villagers and awaken their conscience.

The monk did not leave the village until dawn.

After the monk left, the messenger of god who originally followed King Golden Pupil appeared with a group of monsters, saying that if the village did not mend its ways and become good, they would end up like King Golden Pupil.

Under the guidance of the monk and the intimidation of the messenger of God, the villagers completely changed their temperament and waited in his courtyard early in the morning to express their apologies to him.

It took Itoka a long time to digest the news.

She even regretted why she fell asleep last night and was unable to witness the adventure that happened to her.

"What does that monk look like?" Ito Xiang finally reacted and remembered to ask.

"He wore a bamboo hat, a monk's robe, and held a staff and begged for alms."

"Young and handsome, handsome boy."

"There's a tree doll on his shoulder."

From the words and suggestions of the villagers, Ito Xiang gradually pieced together the image of a great monk.

Just young and handsome, are these adjectives suitable to describe a monk?

Besides, in this day and age, wouldn’t you just pick up your phone and secretly take a few photos?

Chapter 126 The Days Without Hua Heshang Are Good Days

escape!

Run away!

If you don't escape, you will die!

Late at night, the moonlight was shrouded by dark clouds, the sky was filled with rumbles of thunder, and occasional bolts of lightning flashed across the sky.

The whistling wild wind brings the prelude before the rainstorm.

The young and strong man was running at full speed in the dense forest, and he kept looking back, as if some ferocious beast was chasing him from behind.

Rumble!

White lightning split the dark clouds, illuminating the dense forest, and also clearly showing the fear and panic on the young man's face.

Tick, tick.

After just a few drops of rain, a heavy rain curtain fell from the sky.

Even with the dense forest as a shelter, the rain still soaked the young man to the bone. The wild wind blew even more violently, causing the young man to lose his balance and tumble down the hillside from the top of the mountain.

The young man tried to grab or hook the tree trunk with his hands or feet, but he still couldn't stop his downward trend.

The rain was pouring down, making the slope even more dangerously slippery.

The young man didn't stop until he fell from the top of the mountain into the grass at the foot of the mountain.

The heavy rain fell recklessly, and about half an hour later, the young man finally crawled out from the grass.

His clothes were soaked and torn, his back was covered in flesh, his arms and thighs were obviously scratched, and his ankle was sprained.

But he still didn't dare to stop. He hurriedly looked back and staggered forward.

It was raining heavily and the grass was slippery. The young man fell several times, but he got up every time.

Every time he got up, he would habitually look back, and then hurried forward again.

The night enveloped the forest and only when white lightning flashed could one briefly see the road ahead.

A cave suitable for sheltering from the rain appeared in front of the young man. When he was still hesitating whether to take shelter from the rain for a while and rest, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

It was a pain that was enough to destroy a person's spiritual will, as if there were tiny creatures drilling in and out of the stomach.

The young man bit his gums until they bled, and he tried hard to support himself and walked into the cave.

The heavy rain above his head moved away, and the young man fell to the ground with a thud, his forehead was cut and bleeding.

He did not utter a sound of pain, as if he was afraid that it would attract some terrifying existence.

He managed to turn over, belly up.

He tilted his head back slightly, looked at his bulging belly, and felt the pain that was like a crazy gnawing at him.

The young man's eyes flashed, and he searched the ground next to him for a while, then stretched out his right hand and picked up a piece of stone with a sharp edge.

He grasped the stone slab tightly in his right hand, pointed the sharp end at his bulging belly, and scratched it hard.

The bulging belly, with thin skin, was cut open by the stone slabs.

The hole was out of the young man's control and kept getting bigger and bigger.

Despair flashed in the young man's eyes and his whole body twitched a few times. Out of the corner of his eye he saw small black spiders crawling out of his stomach.

He completely lost all will to live, the stone in his hand fell to the ground, and he could not close his terrified eyes.

After the young man died, small black spiders crawled out of his stomach in groups, and then used his body as food, gnawing at it non-stop.

……

"Rainy nights are the worst."

"How long can you stay?"

"Less than an hour..."

"Then wait until tomorrow night to come out."

"Who knows if it will rain tomorrow night, too."

"I can't control this kind of thing."

"Rainy days are really annoying."

Under the rain, in the dense forest, Pinggong Qianye wore a bamboo hat, used the Zen stick in his hand as a cane, and walked briskly in the mountains.

The moon doll, which doesn't like being rained on, is hung inside the clothes under Pinggong Qianye's throat, with only a small head sticking out.

He was looking up at the dark clouded sky, complaining non-stop.

"Let's find a place to rest first, and enjoy the rainy night here."

Pinggong Qianye saw that the heavy rain showed no sign of stopping and didn't want to continue traveling in the rain. He felt uncomfortable being soaked all over.

"There is a cave 200 meters to the left."

The Moon Doll, who has excellent night vision, shows Chiye Pinggong where to take shelter from the rain.

As for that place, covered with cobwebs?

It's nothing at all.

Pinggong Qianye followed the guidance of the moon doll's finger and walked to the outside of the cave. The white spider web almost completely blocked the entire cave.

Black spiders kept shuttling back and forth on the huge spider web.

Many flying animals and other small animals that wanted to take shelter from the rain were wrapped in the spider webs and became the midnight snacks for these spiders.

Pinggong Qianye had no intention of intervening in this kind of predation-prey relationship of natural selection. He simply chose a place that was not covered by spider webs to take shelter from the rain temporarily.

When Pinggong Qianye's eyes swept across a corpse in the cave, his brows frowned slightly.

It was the body of a man. Only a white skeleton was left. It was impossible to tell why he died, but he must have died very recently.

It was so short that the night hadn’t even passed yet.

This is very abnormal. According to common sense, it is impossible for the man's body to turn into a pile of bones so quickly in just a short period of time.

Moreover, the entrance of the cave was blocked by thick spider webs. How did the man break through the spider webs and enter the cave?

A more likely guess is that the man was the first person to arrive at the cave tonight, and this group of spiders and spider webs were slowly formed after the man's death.

If this is the case, the man's death is questionable.

Pinggong Qianye opened his Vajra Eyes and scanned the area, and sensed a very faint demonic aura from the group of black spiders, which was almost undetectable.

If you don't open your Vajra Eyes, you might overlook this.

The presence of evil spirits does not prove that the man was killed by these spiders.

But the possibility becomes even greater.

While Pinggong Chiye was thinking, the group of spiders shuttling back and forth on the spider web also discovered the intruder Pinggong Chiye.

They seemed to be able to communicate with each other in some way. A large group of black spiders was divided into three parts. They kept weaving webs from different hidden areas and approached Pinggong Chiye.

"The rain is a bit heavy and I feel a bit cold."

The Moon Doll clearly sees all the actions and intentions of the little spiders.

"Okay, let's make a fire."

Pinggong Qianye placed the Dharma bowl in his hand on the ground, and a ball of golden Buddha fire emerged from the palm of his hand. He shook his hand gently, and the Buddha fire fell into the spider web.

It burned violently in an instant.

The little black spiders attached to the spider web were buried in the sea of ​​fire.

The little spiders that had intended to launch a sneak attack on Pinggong Qianye hurriedly crawled out of the cave.

It was raining heavily outside, and this would be the only place where they could survive.

Pinggong Qianye did not deliberately control the Buddha's Fire to target the spiders that had already escaped from the cave. He simply let the Buddha's Fire burn the spider webs covering the entire cave to ashes.

When the flame of the Buddha's fire gradually dissipated, almost all the little spiders in the cave ran away.

The entire cave was filled with the faint aroma of roasted spiders.

Yes, fragrance.