Shi Kong stammered, “Master, some things must be done by someone. If we let it continue like this, the consequences will be unimaginable.”
At the age of fifteen, he learned about the illusions of the Dharma and entered another realm, where he could observe all living beings.
They know the past, present, and future of certain people, and even the future of the entire world.
There's only one scene he'll never forget.
Looking back, Shi Kong felt a little scared. "Master, I was making the right choice."
Huiming closed his eyes and gently shook his head. "Shikong, you still don't understand."
Everything has a cause and everything has an effect. All things in the world are in a cycle of cause and effect, including you and me. Why be obsessed with an illusion?
“You don’t understand.” Shi Kong’s voice was deep. “Master, I want to stay at Qingxin Temple and live out my days in peace. I don’t want to be your enemy.”
Huiming laughed, "When you joined the evil organization, you were already on the opposite side from me. Every member of that organization has blood on their hands, don't you know that?"
Shi Kong was silent for a moment, then said, “Of course I understand. I will make my own decision, so there’s no need for Master to worry.”
He clasped his hands together, bowed slightly, and said, "Amitabha, goodbye Master."
Shi Kong grabbed Qingwu by the collar and vanished instantly.
Huiming gazed at the distant sky and sighed deeply, "Alas..."
Master Jingyuan raised his hands and said, "Hey, Huiming, why aren't you arresting your traitorous disciple?"
Huiming sat down on the ground, took out a wooden fish and placed it in front of him, saying, "I'm too old to catch it."
Master Jingyuan ran over and grabbed his thin beard, "Huiming, don't give up."
Huiming closed his eyes and chanted sutras while fiddling with his prayer beads.
Master Jingyuan found the sound annoying, so he moved away and looked around.
The cottage was still the same cottage, but the door was tightly shut.
Bird Flying and Bear Sitting on the ground, looking completely bewildered, asked, "What just patted my tail?"
The bear nodded, "Me too."
The two asked in unison, "What do we do now?"
Da da da!
A strange sound came from the grass, like the footsteps of a wild animal.
Master Jingyuan had a bad feeling. "There's a zombie."
As soon as he finished speaking, three white zombies walked towards the group. Their limbs were stiff and their movements were slow.
Master Jingyuan breathed a sigh of relief, "So it was a white zombie."
He pulled out the peach wood sword from his waist and killed the zombie with a few quick swift strokes.
Da da da da da!
Six more white zombies emerged. Master Jingyuan brandished his sword, but his hands were cuffed, preventing him from unleashing his full power.
He struggled more and more as he fought, and shouted back, "Hey, help me!"
Birds flapped their wings, shouting, "Bear, charge!"
"Okay, Bird Bro." The bear roared, blocking a white zombie. He patted the zombie's head, and the white zombie scratched his chest.
As a result, both the bear and the stiff animal were unharmed.
The bear continued to thrash, and the white zombie continued to claw at him.
"Roar roar roar!"
"Ho ho ho!"
Master Jingyuan dealt with the five zombies, then looked back and laughed in exasperation.
"You pat me, I grab you, what are you doing, Bear? Playing a game?"
The bear blinked its innocent-looking big eyes. "Sorry, I can't kill it."
Master Jingyuan was speechless. "Where's the key? Quickly unlock my handcuffs."
Bird Flying felt in her pocket, "Oh no! My keys are gone."
Master Jingyuan was extremely annoyed. "You guys can fight, I'm not going to fight anymore, my hands hurt."
He was tired after killing nine zombies.
More white zombies emerged from the grass, this time twelve in total.
Huiming chanted sutras, Master Jingyuan slacked off, Bird Feifei acted cute, and Bear blocked the way.
He blocked twelve zombies, but couldn't kill a single one, and was forced to retreat.
Bird Flying was extremely anxious. "Taoist Master, get up! Bear can't beat the zombie."
Master Jingyuan glanced at him. "You called me a criminal just now, and now you call me a Taoist priest. Humph!"
"Master, I was wrong," Bird Feifei apologized. "I don't know how to fight. Master, please help me. I beg Brother Leopard to give you a comfortable cell."
Master Jingyuan rolled his eyes. "Thank you."
He nudged the monk beside him, "Huiming, stop chanting. You'll have to deal with what your traitorous disciple got himself."
Huiming opened his eyes. "Amitabha, Black Bear, come here, don't block my way."
"Oh." Bear and Bird Flying ran to his side.
Huiming picked up the wooden fish and struck it repeatedly, the long, drawn-out sound filling the air. The white zombie's movements slowed down, ignoring the two people, the bear, and the bird, and it jumped straight towards the house.
Bird Fly asked, "Why don't the zombies catch us?"
The bear replied, "Because the monk is powerful."
Master Jingyuan sensed something was wrong. Hui possessed extremely high defensive power, but his offensive power was almost zero.
Instead of grabbing anyone, the white zombie jumped towards the house... He seemed to understand that this was a formation, and everything was controlled by the person who set it up.
Master Jingyuan sat up abruptly. “This is a real-life Plants vs. Zombies game. We can’t let the white zombies destroy the house.”
It was too late. With a gentle push, the white zombie caused the house to collapse.
Rumble!
They were surrounded by a dense horde of zombies—white zombies, black zombies, hairy zombies, flying zombies, and so on—they stretched as far as the eye could see.
Bird Feifei's scalp tingled; he had never seen so many zombies before. "Taoist Master, what do we do?"
"What to do? Just deal with it!"
Master Jingyuan tugged at the handcuffs but couldn't pull them off. He lay flat on the ground and said, "Today, we're giving the zombies a special meal: cold ostrich salad and hand-torn black bear."
Bird Feifei was very scared. She stretched out her little wings and poked him, her big eyes filled with tears.
"Master, I just joined the Special Administration Bureau this year. I haven't gotten married yet, and I haven't fulfilled my duty of carrying on the family line. I don't want to end up like an ostrich..."
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