Chapter 365 Succubus
There was a plaque hanging at the temple gate. Jiaying looked up and saw three vigorous and powerful stone inscriptions of "Yongning Temple".
Jiaying was slightly surprised.
There is only one Yongning Temple in the divine realm. In order to show respect for Yongning Temple and the Holy Son, Buddhist temples all over the world avoid using the word "Yongning" in their names.
In the dark dungeon of the ghost world, there is a temple named "Yongning Temple".
Jiaying pushed open the temple door without hesitation.
The sound of chanting filled my ears.
The temple is very small, with only two courtyards.
The bare, withered trees pointed to the sky like silent gestures. Opposite the main gate was the Buddhist temple. A group of monks, young and old, tall and short, fat and thin, about fifty or sixty in number, were sitting in the main hall, beating wooden fish and chanting scriptures.
There is a Buddha statue made of mud on the incense table, which looks very rough.
The temple and the monks' robes were in tatters.
Jiaying stopped outside the threshold of the Buddhist temple.
"Amitabha."
When the monks saw Jiaying coming in, they stopped chanting. The one in the lead, who seemed to be the presiding monk, stood up from his broken cushion, walked out and greeted Jiaying.
"Master..." When the old monk saw Jiaying in a monk's robe, he first thought he was a fellow monk, but then he became suspicious of Jiaying's identity because of his long hair.
He paused, then retracted the title of mage and asked, "What is your name, benefactor?"
Seeing that Jiaying's body had not undergone any changes, the monks thought that he was just a newcomer who had been thrown into the dark prison by the ghost clan, and not a ghost who came to harass them intentionally, so they relaxed their attitude.
He was young but had an extraordinary bearing, a noble destiny, and spoke with a hint of respect.
Jiaying had a blank expression on his face. He was always a man of few words. He directly took out his certificate of ordination, proving his identity as the Holy Son of Yongning Temple.
The old monk trembled as he held Jiaying's certificate of ordination and shouted excitedly, "Are you the Holy Son?"
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The other monks who were chanting immediately threw away their wooden fish and surrounded Jiaying. "The Holy Son is here?"
Everyone cried with joy, "The Buddha has opened his eyes. Our message has finally been passed on. The Holy Son has come personally to save us!"
The old monk was puzzled by Jiaying's appearance and asked, "Why don't you become a monk?"
Jiaying did not answer, and everyone had to put aside their doubts for the time being.
Jiaying asked, "Where are you from?"
The old monk immediately reported the situation truthfully: "My Buddhist name is Chang Hui. Three hundred years ago..."
It turned out that many years ago, Yongning Temple organized a team of monks to enter the ghost world to preach Buddhism, but they were suppressed by the Ghost King and thrown into a dark prison.
The monks could not escape from the dark prison. In order to remember their faith and not be assimilated by the evil spirit, they built a temple with their own hands, with morning bells and evening drums just like in the mortal world.
Hundreds of years ago, more than half of the original Yongning Temple monks lost their true intentions, turned into monk beads, and died an untimely death. The remaining monks continued to gather fellow monks who had drifted across the sea of blood and managed to run the temple with great difficulty.
Old Monk Chang Hui is one of the monks who persevered for hundreds of years.
During the past three hundred years, the world has changed dramatically. There have been seven or eight Holy Sons. The devotion of Chang Hui and others to Buddhism is admirable.
Jiaying also told the reason why he was sent to the ghost prison.
"If I don't go to hell, who will? The Holy Son has great compassion." Chang Hui was very excited about Jiaying's arrival and regarded him as the manifestation of Buddha.
Jiaying asked again, "You have all been here for many years. Do you know how to get out of the sea of blood?"
Chang Hui told him all the information he had collected over hundreds of years.
"As you can see, the Black Prison is a monastic hell."
"The ghosts resent the suppression they receive from monks and Taoist priests, so they retaliate, stirring up the resentment of the dead. They then created a special execution ground at Huangquan Ferry to massacre the monks and Taoist priests."
Chang Hui and Jiaying walked out of the temple together, stood at the door, and looked out at the endless sea of blood around them.
"The sea of suffering is boundless, and even turning back will not reveal the shore."
“Those thrown into the dark prison can never reach shore, and can only use boats to drift endlessly on the sea of blood.”
Several Taoists with human heads and eel bodies, neither human nor ghost, swam past the temple, staring at Jiaying on the boat with greedy eyes.
Chang Hui sighed, "To survive in this dark prison, there is only one secret: to stay away from all emotions and desires, and keep your mind clear and bright."
He looked at Jiaying's long hair and said in a complicated tone, "Son, please remember this. Once your body undergoes alienation, death is not far away."
Jiaying said coldly, "Is it true that we can never reach the shore?"
Chang Hui said: "Maybe there is a plan that can work."
The old monk pulled out a stack of worn, yellowed boat deeds from his sleeve. "Here, boats are like land. I once imagined that if we could gather enough boats, we could build a road to the shore."
He scattered the thick ship deeds into the sea of blood. The moment the ship deeds touched the sea water, they turned into ships, which were connected bow to stern and were tens of thousands of miles long.
"These are the ships we've collected over hundreds of years."
Jiaying looked at the ships spreading into the distance. The road to redemption carried by the ships was so long and magnificent, but the sea of blood was even more vast. There was only thick blood fog in front of him, and he couldn't see where it ended.
The old monk said in despair, "Where is the coast? Perhaps we need to gather all the ships in the entire sea to find it."
"Besides us, there are countless other forces in the sea of blood. The monks and Taoists were almost completely wiped out. Some became pirates, burning, killing, and looting, some occupied land and ruled, and some indulged in sensual pleasures. They are all very powerful. It is no easy task to seize all their ships."
Jiaying remained silent, as if in deep thought.
Chang Hui's sadness turned into joy. "But now that you're here, with your influence, maybe you can find a way to lead us out."
Jiaying bid farewell to the monks of Yongning Temple, borrowed a small boat, and continued his adventure.
A handsome monk in white was paddling a boat and sailing on the sea. When he fell, he cast a tracking spell on Ye Xiaoman and subconsciously followed her breath.
His head ached slightly. Before leaving the divine realm, the ancestors of Yongning Temple gave him an order, requiring him to kill without mercy if he met a woman named "Jiao Yanxia" during his journey.
Monks are compassionate and generally will not take the lives of others at will unless they have committed serious sins.
Our ancestors described "Jiao Yanxia" as a succubus with deep sins, saying that she used the art of seduction to seduce Buddhist disciples and ruined the practice of many monks. In order to keep Buddhism pure, she must be killed as soon as possible.
Jiaying asked about the portrait, and the ancestors said that the appearance of the succubus was changeable, and Yongning Temple did not know what she looked like, but Jiaying was highly respected and was her best prey, so she would definitely come to them.
If Jiaying meets a woman one day and develops feelings for her, she is undoubtedly a succubus and he will be attracted to her. However, since he has fallen under her spell, it is possible to solve the problem by directly killing her.
Jiaying recalled all the unusual things that happened after he met Ye Xiaoman.
Could it be that she is the "Jiao Yanxia"?
Jiaying decided to find Ye Xiaoman and ask her name.
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