"Otherwise, you will die on the streets sooner or later!"

He said this in his mouth, but he 'carried' the fake monk back home with his hands and feet.

The days that followed became the previous experience.

The cycle repeats.

Every time a fake monk leaves, he always comes back hurt.

After he has cultivated himself well, the fake monk will tell him stories.

Those stories are all about how to deal with monsters and monsters.

The protagonists in those stories all have visualization methods, breathing methods, and techniques.

He heard it interesting and remembered a lot.

At his age, he couldn't remember many things at all, but somehow, he remembered everything this fake monk said, word for word.

He was a little strange at first.

But later on, I got used to it.

He only thought it was because the fake monk told the story interestingly that he remembered it.

Another month for the fake monk to leave.

He drew the word 1 all over a cardboard in his 'home'.

He counted them carefully.

A total of 80.

"It's been so many years?"

He looked at these words in astonishment.

Unknowingly, he had known the fake monk for almost 10 years.

"It's also luck."

He thought so.

In the past 10 years, every time the fake monk came back, he was injured, but he didn't die. Isn't this luck?

But good luck always runs out.

This time it is.

The fake monk is back.

There was a big hole in his chest and his face was torn apart.

If it weren't for the familiarity, he wouldn't have recognized it at all.

"what happened?"

He wanted to carry the fake monk back to his 'home' as before, but he was stopped by the fake monk.

"Dependent origination and cessation occur in an instant."

"You always say you have no name."

"I'll give you my name."

The fake monk ignored his meaning and just said it to himself.

He has lost his name since he moved to his new 'home'.

So did most of the people around him.

Everyone is called by their code names.

Or, just say ‘Hi’.

"From now on, you are the 'Tongshou Temple'."

"It's also given to you."

"As for more?"

"I can't teach you anymore, I need you to get in touch with it bit by bit."

After saying that, the fake monk handed him a cloth bag and raised his hand.

He was proud of his neat hair, which was not bald.

There is only one bald head left.

Before he could protest, a smile seemed to appear on the fake monk's bloody face, and then his head tilted to death.

Just when he thought the fake monk was immortal, the fake monk died.

Moreover, after the fake monk died, his body simply rotted away.

Within a breath, it turned into ashes.

Only the cloth bag was left.

There is a key in the cloth bag and a power of attorney for real estate.

Tongshou Temple!

The fake monk actually left him a temple in the market of Tongshou Town.

Although it is small, it is still amazing.

Why do fake monks cheat?

With such a temple, you can make a lot of money with just a little bit of operation.

Then, he soon found out.

What the fake monk told him turned out to be true!

Those stories!

Those monsters and monsters!

The so-called visualization methods, breathing methods, and techniques are all real!

Because, someone really came to him to exorcise demons.

If it weren't for the client's face being so solemn at that time, he almost laughed out loud.

And he really wanted to laugh out loud at that moment.

Because, if at that time, he really laughed out loud.

There is no need to carry out such dangerous things in the name of "Tongshou Temple" like now.

Even though he tried to avoid risks again and again, he still couldn't escape.

This time, you are dead!

You know, that's——

Tsuchimikado!

When thinking about this family, the old monk Tongshou Temple felt his scalp numb.

It's the same even if it's a separate family.

That was something he couldn't resist.

Using "substitute hair" to fool the other party is his ultimate achievement.

Then, he used the "boat crossing technique" to sneak in here to save people, just because he was afraid that he would not be able to eat or sleep in the future, and would have...an uneasy conscience.

But once discovered.

The old monk Tongshou Temple still wanted to cry bitterly.

There are still thirty years left before I turn 100.

Sure enough, am I going to die on the way?

It's so sad.

Thinking in his heart, the old monk Tongshou Temple adjusted his clothes.

Then, he put his hands together with a serious face.

Some habits, with the passage of time, have already been engraved in the bones.

Even if you face life and death, you will not change.

After doing all this in Tongshou Temple, Hui Lijing and Ryosuke were surprised to find that the old monk in front of them suddenly became different.

What's the difference, they can't tell.

But there is always a feeling of facing an eminent monk.

The serious face always reminds them of the statues in the temple, and the calm eyes seem to be like seeing a Bodhisattva, and the long breathing makes people feel calm.
To be continued...