It has gone so far that the mountain of the Five Lama Temple can hardly be seen at all.
For a moment, there was a sense of waking from a dream.
A lot of things have been done under the guidance of Ahong Lama, as if nothing has been done, everything seems to be back to the original point? Or perhaps, Ahong Lama has already done something on me that I don't know about the layout?
Regardless of all this, facing the Black City Temple, I still have to rely on myself.
From the very beginning, Ahong Lama has been looking out for himself alone, and now, he is even less likely to get involved.
I will first return to the city and need to find a place to stay.
After thinking over and over again, I didn't throw away the monk's robe. I still need to shield Xinbo's perception.
I've been running around near Daxian all this time, and my skin has been sunburned and cracked. Basically, no one casts a strange look at me anymore. And I can see more lamas and monks walking on the road; it's indeed true that the Five Llama Temple has not continued to be closed. Everything seems normal, as if nothing has happened.
However, is truly nothing has happened?
I still choose the haunted hotel last time for my stay.
After charging my phone, I contacted Siyan and asked her to find a way to get me the contact information of the elder at Juqu Mountain.
Moreover, I learned about the current situation of Sanguozhi Mountain and Sihui Mountain, which is basically a confrontation between a needle and a thorn. There hasn't been a real fight, after all, there are other Daoist temples that counterbalance them. The Daoist lineage cannot be disrupted, and Sihui Mountain doesn't want to see its own disciples really suffer. They just keep shouting, demanding that Sanguozhi Mountain hand me over.
Regarding Wu Ling, I thought he would appear. After all, I have left Sanguozhi Mountain and so many things have happened. It can be said that it has shaken the foundation of my own status from the root.
To my surprise, Wu Ling also did not return to Sanguozhi Mountain...
He seems to have disappeared completely.
Otherwise, everything seems fine, just as Shenshao said.
Of course, it looks that way on the surface, but under the radar, there are undercurrents of intrigue. Who can really figure it out?
While waiting for Siyan to inquire about the contact information, I left the hotel and went to the breakfast shop where I had eaten last time. At this time, there were many people, all excitedly talking and boasting.
I can't understand Tibetan, of course, but some people speak Mandarin in a way that's hard to pronounce, and I can understand them.
A few days ago, a rainbow appeared in the mountain of the Five Lama Temple, and heavenly-like instruments played. All sins within dozens of miles of Daxian were eradicated, numerous evil demons were caught, and many Goibo were annihilated.
It is not clear how many monks have gathered from afar, all rushing to the Five Lama Temple. It is said that a new incarnation of the living Buddha has been born!
Upon hearing this, I was deeply shocked within my heart.
The living Buddha, reincarnated!?
But I noticed the abnormality of Ahong Lama. All this has been ruined!
Even the Thirteenth Dalai Rinpoche's body has dispersed, and Old Gong said he turned to ashes. How could he possibly be reborn again?
"Teacher? Hey."
A hand waved in front of me, and the owner placed a tray of steaming buns in front of me, saying, "You seem familiar. We talked last time?"
I didn't answer him. I didn't know what to say in my heart, and I felt... as if I was still being used, like I was just a bride's dress for someone else.
Just, I don't know how this wedding dress was made.
I've analyzed so much, from any angle to deduce, there should be no mistake, but it's still wrong?
It's been a long time since I've eaten hot food, and the buns were sweet and delicious once they entered my mouth. My body felt much more comfortable, but my mind wasn't at ease. There was a sense of oppression and struggle.
"Teacher, I remember now, we have met before. I've told you many things about myself. You seem to have gotten darker recently. Did you go on a pilgrimage to the Five Lama Temple?"
"Have you seen the living Buddha? Is it really as spiritual as they say?"
"Yes, yes, yes. They all say that the living Buddha is a sky burial master named Ahong Lama?"
"Oh my God, I visited the sky burial ground a few years ago. The stench, it's unforgettable. Every day they cut the bodies and feed them to vultures. How could they possibly become living Buddha?"
"Does he also cut his own flesh to feed the eagles?"
The owner is as chatty as ever.
Many eyes in the store are on me, full of curiosity.
"Just tell me, I'm here from out of town doing business. If it's really that spiritual, I'd also go to pay my respects. He's a good man, and the business at the store has been much better recently. Too many people have come in to learn about him."
The owner looked at me with an eager expression.
Good person?
I really can't agree with that.
After leaving the money, I got up and hurried out of the breakfast shop, back to my hotel room.
Standing by the window for a long time, I kept staring in the direction of the Five Lama Temple.
But I can't figure it out anymore.
It got dark, and Old Gong appeared on my shoulder. He jumped onto the windowsill and said, "What a surprise, a monk who was supposed to die has become a living Buddha... No wonder he knows where you came from."
"That wedding dress we made for others was really beautiful."
"I don't understand," I asked Old Gong.
"Don't understand," Old Gong shook his head.
"But that's no problem. He's become a living Buddha, and it can balance Xinbo. However, I still think he will make Lord still be possessed by Xinbo. Let's try and see if we can destroy Xinbo through the Lord first. If we can't, he will only take action when necessary, so he doesn't care about you because you are unimportant. Xinbo won't continue to look for you because the living Buddha has appeared. He will immediately choose to be reborn."
Old Gong put aside the unthinkable things and hit the nail on the head with regards to serious matters!
"We don't have time to deal with the people from Juqu Mountain. Let them handle it, and we need to hurry to the Black City Temple to find the Lord and take him away. We've already lost face; we can't let the Lord be in trouble too. Since Ahong Lama is capable, let him deal with Xinbo himself." Old Gong continued.
I nodded in agreement with his decision.
"I won't sleep, I feel very satisfied, let's head to the Black City Temple first. If we really can't handle it on the way, we can take a short break to meditate." I said.
"All right, comfort is for the dead. I've slept a lot in that dark mountain these past few days," Old Gong didn't object to my decision.
Upon leaving the hotel, I didn't immediately leave the city. Instead, I went to buy many provisions and water, filling my backpack. I hailed a car and told it to head to a certain place outside the city.
After the car stopped, I handed over the money and walked directly into a large compound by the roadside. There were many simple houses, as well as tents erected as homes, and several horses were tied up in the courtyard.
A few people came out of the middle house, led by a man in his forties or fifties, with the rest slightly younger, resembling Luo Kang.
This place is a gathering place for the Luo family!
Those people, of course, are part of the Luo family. They looked at me with a mix of surprise and shock, along with a touch of caution.
My attire, along with my recent sunburn and weight loss, which has significantly changed my appearance, made them not recognize who I was. They mistook me for a monk from the Five Lama Temple.
The few people immediately pulled out the dead bodies they had prepared, ready to fight.
I didn't hesitate, and I quickly summoned the land mine secret technique, followed by reciting a spell.
With a series of bangs, the few people had no resistance and fell to the ground directly.
In actuality, the Luo family is not weak. The deaths of Luo Kang and Luo Yong were due to mistaken identity, and they had no chance to resist as I beheaded them.
These people assumed I was a monk from the Five Lama Temple, and they expected that a monk would use physical strength in battle. They never thought that I would use Taoist lightning law instead.
"Old Gong, eat this," I said with great decisiveness.
"Alright!" Old Gong appeared on my shoulder, he was excited beyond measure, took a big bite with gusto, and directly pulled out the souls of those several Luo family members. He swallowed it and chewed it forcefully.
An ancient script suddenly appeared on Old Gong's face, causing him a slight pain. However, he still swallowed all the souls. The scripture had more of a purifying effect, preventing him from being disturbed by his thoughts.
"How has the Black City Temple been recently? Do they know?"
"I asked Old Gong,"
Old Gong's eyes rolled, and he didn't answer me. Instead, he hurriedly charged towards another simple house!
I realized then that there was still someone alive.
I had no mercy for the Luo family. Even if there was a trace of blood relationship within them, the things they did were too heinous, not just killing without mercy, but even more so.
After Old Gong came out, he even burped, muttering that the scripture was quite good. Ahong Lama, although he borrowed our hands, at least gave us useful stuff earlier on.
After that, Old Gong told me that these people knew very little. They only knew that about five days ago, Luo Muye returned to the Luo family, saw his mother for a moment, and then entered the Black City Temple.
Recently, the main family of the Luo family is very excited. They light up the house every day with colorful lanterns, but everyone is very restrained in their behavior, afraid to provoke the lamas of the Five Lama Temple.
Only then did I realize what the Luo family was celebrating.
They knew that my father was to be reborn as Xinbo, after all, the body was a Luo family body. With the Luo family's position at the Black City Temple, it was inevitable that their status would rise!
