It was as if Wu E's last veil of shame had been ripped off...
An uncontrollable roar
"You're talking nonsense, that's not true!"
Jingming ignored him and continued speaking.
"Those were the truly evil things you did from the bottom of your heart. The children you tricked into going to the back mountain are probably all dead by now! The monks in the temple drove you away out of consideration for the fact that they raised you from childhood, but you think they turned their backs on you after getting the money, isn't that right?"
Wu E still vehemently denied it.
"No, little monk, don't spout nonsense!"
Jingming directly explains everything.
"Ten years ago, at Lingu Temple in Dongji County, more than two hundred monks were burned to death overnight. Not a single one survived. You did it!"
Upon hearing this, Wu E's eyes turned fierce, but his tone remained nonchalant.
"Ha! So what if I am? I didn't expect you to know so much at such a young age! Aren't you afraid?"
His words were full of threats!
Jingming was not afraid of him.
"Then do you know what happened between the time you left and the time you went to kill them?"
Wu E became interested upon hearing this, as he genuinely didn't know what had happened.
All he wanted was to find a powerful backer to avenge him…
During this period, I did not pay attention to the movements of Rinko-ji Temple.
"Tell me about it!"
Jingming's eyes were filled with sorrow, as if he felt sorry for his deceased predecessor.
"The abbot admitted your crime, saying he hadn't disciplined you properly, and was flogged two hundred times, the elders one hundred, and each of the monks fifty, and was ordered to send you to the authorities!"
At this point, he closed his eyes and sighed.
"Otherwise, no one in the entire temple will be allowed to enter or leave, nor will they be allowed to receive incense offerings! All their property will be seized. When you went to kill them, you probably thought that some monks had run away with the money, right?"
Upon hearing this, Wu E was filled with shock.
Isn't that so?
Jingming gave a cold laugh, looking at him with disgust.
"The abbot died shortly after being flogged! The temple suffered no incense offerings, and countless monks starved to death during those six months. The temple, which originally had over five hundred people, was reduced to just over two hundred..."
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