The human heart is the most complex and treacherous thing. Who would be willing to write down their innermost thoughts on paper? They probably wouldn't even feel safe putting them in a safe.
Therefore, Yang Chengcheng has always believed that there are only two types of people who will insist on keeping a diary.
A person who is extremely upright and honest, and a person who is extremely hypocritical and selfish.
October 3rd, sunny.
Master has gone on a long journey, so I can sneak off to stroll around the market again. How wonderful!
Red bean cakes are delicious, and mung bean cakes are delicious too, but why aren't there soybean cakes?
October 4th, the weather changed from sunny to cloudy.
Master Li came again asking for medicine. I told him that my master was not here and I dared not prescribe any medicine. Master Li seemed very disappointed.
Actually, I know all the prescriptions my master gave me, but I just don't want to prescribe medicine for him!
Master Li was very wealthy, but he never paid for medicine; he was extremely stingy.
October 5th, cloudy.
My master returned, but he seemed very serious and said he wanted to take me away.
I don't understand. We're doing just fine here, why do we have to move to such a far place?
The master didn't explain; he simply said that they needed us more there than they did here.
December 3rd, cloudy.
I've been living in the new temple for over half a month now, but I still don't feel comfortable here.
The weather here is always gloomy and has a chilly feel, but my master only tells me to chant scriptures, saying that if I have no distracting thoughts, I won't feel cold.
Moreover, the new temple has many rules, such as not being able to go out after midnight, not being able to go to the back mountain, and not being able to open the door to anyone who knocks in the middle of the night, etc.
December 7th, cloudy.
Mrs. Lin from down the mountain came to my master for advice again. I don't like her; she's a fickle woman!
Her husband died, and unable to bear the loneliness, she began to seduce others. She heard that the guards, stewards, and even grooms of the Lin family were having affairs with her.
"So promiscuous, yet she shamelessly seeks her master's advice; I truly don't understand why her master still bothers with her."
Yang Cheng put away the diary and raised his eyebrows slightly.
This appears to be a diary left by a disciple of the eminent monk who built this temple in the past.
Through these diary entries, Yang Cheng seemed to be able to roughly guess what kind of people the high monk and the young monk were.
That high monk was very magnanimous. Whether it was a stingy rich man who came to get medicine or a fickle woman who sought his advice and psychological comfort, he never refused anyone.
The young monk, on the other hand, was somewhat gluttonous and petty, with strong likes and dislikes, and wrote everything in his diary.
Stepping out of the main hall and into the rear Buddhist hall, one finds rows of golden Buddha statues enshrined all around.
The ever-burning lamps illuminated the entire Buddhist hall, but Yang Cheng sensed a chilling aura emanating from it.
These Buddha statues did not have the strange appearance of the extremely optimistic Guanyin, but the smiles on their faces made Yang Cheng feel that they were all mocking, sneering, and laughing strangely, without any of the compassion and solemnity of Buddha statues.
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With a long breath, Yang Cheng suddenly drew his Soul-Severing Spear and swept it horizontally towards the Buddha statue!
A Buddha statue was immediately shattered, turning into a pile of white bones.
The next moment, all the hundreds of Buddha statues in the temple seemed to come alive, transforming into angry Vajras and glaring at Yang Cheng.
"You audacious scoundrel, how dare you defy the Buddha?!"
Yang Cheng sneered, "Don't even mention a bunch of demons and monsters disguised as fake Buddhas, even if they were real Buddhas, I would kill them without hesitation!"
The Soul-Severing Spear struck repeatedly, its tip like a serpent, each strike capable of tearing apart a Buddha statue.
The Buddha statues chanted Sanskrit, and Yang Cheng's mind went blank for a moment, as if everything before his eyes was in a blur.
But his mind stopped but his hands did not. The golden body of the city emperor descended, and the power of annihilation turned into threads that extended and rotated in all directions, strangling all the Buddha statues wherever they passed!
When Yang Cheng's vision returned to normal, the ground was covered with white bones.
The remaining Buddha statues were even more terrified and enraged. They all floated in mid-air, and endless golden Buddha light crushed down on Yang Cheng.
Ying Gou's body descended once more, becoming one with the divine and the demonic. Yang Cheng was enveloped in intense yin energy and golden light, directly resisting the suppression of the Buddhist light as he charged into the group of Buddha statues. With a sweep of the Soul-Severing Spear, the Buddha statues shattered one by one, and the chilling white bones scattered all over the ground.
Dozens of Buddha statues screamed and tried to escape, but Yang Cheng used his divine power to create a giant hand that crushed them all completely!
In no time, all the Buddha statues in the hall turned into a pile of white bones on the ground, a chilling and terrifying sight, like a graveyard.
In the center of the Buddhist hall, Yang Cheng discovered something. Pushing aside the bones, he found several diaries left by the young monk.
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