Capítulo 808: Chapter 789: Evil Valley
Qin Liuxi looked with so astonishnt at an old monk sitting by the oil lamp; his appearance was almost identical to Zhi Cheng who was drinking and eating at outside.
But this person looked very old and weathered, sitting on straw, with folded thin quilts piled behind him. He hunched his back, coughed occasionally, and was burdened with rit but also karmic entanglent, full of contradictions.
Beside the old monk were three or four other monks, also burdened with karmic entanglent, not karma but carrying karmic causes.
Everyone appeared listless, their clothes were worn and wrinkled, their hands cracked, nails black with dirt and gri.
Qin Liuxi glanced at a large bamboo basket in front of the hut, filled with earthy and slly soil, while next to the hut was a mud house with rows of shelves holding pinched and painted Evil Buddha Statues.
Qin Liuxi narrowed her eyes. So these Buddha statues were pinched by the monks in front of her?
Is that how their karmic entanglent ca about?
The old monk seed to sense sothing, raised his head, and looked in Qin Liuxi’s direction, saying, “Has a master co?”
His murky old eyes filled with prayer; could the Buddha’s guidance be here now, would a great benevolent one save them from suffering, is it this person hidden in the shadows?
The monks felt a little bewildered, followed his gaze, but saw nothing, their hearts sank slightly—was the host hallucinating due to illness?
But the old monk was very excited, moving forward a few steps with his hands supporting the ground.
Yes, moving.
Qin Liuxi’s pupils shrank, withdrew the Invisibility Talisman, and revealed her shape.
Except for the old monk, the others gasped in surprise.
Is it a person or a ghost?
“Master.” The old monk saw Qin Liuxi’s appearance and the golden glow of rit all over her, and his long-tensed heartstrings completely relaxed. Tears fell, indeed she was a great benevolent one rescuing them from suffering.
“Old host.” The monks beside him advised one after another, but none stood up, they too supported the ground and moved over.
Qin Liuxi’s sharp gaze stepped forward, her tall and slender figure entered the shack. Under the oil lamp’s light cast a long shadow; she glanced under the old monk’s robe, crouched down: “Are you Master Zhi Cheng?”
The old monk was stunned for a mont, nodded: “My Daoist na is Zhi Cheng, I have t the master.”
“Don’t call master, I am a disciple from Qingping Temple, Daoist na Buqiu.” Qin Liuxi looked towards his leg position: “Your legs?”
Master Zhi Cheng’s hand trembled, lifted his monk’s robe, revealed his legs—emptiness below the knee was clearly visible.
Qin Liuxi pressed her lips together, again looked at the monks; all lifted their robes, pant legs—long or short—all broken.
Sigh.
A fla ignited in her eyes, that was anger.
Qin Liuxi forcibly suppressed the vicious energy within, said: “Was it done by the Zhi Cheng outside?”
Zhi Cheng said: “Yes.”
“Can you tell what’s going on?”
A monk went outside, fetched a broken clay pot, fetched two ceramic bowls, poured two bowls of water, one for Qin Liuxi, one for the old monk.
Outsiders say Namo Temple was requested by Zhi Cheng and the wealthy old lady. Indeed, it was built under his supervision, and a temple was raised on the manor, began welcoming devotees for offerings to Buddha, accepting disciples.
But the good tis didn’t last long; this Namo Temple welcod a malicious disciple nad Huiquan, who looked eighty percent similar to Zhi Cheng, was very clever, and extrely gifted in understanding Buddhist principles. Because of the likeness, Zhi Cheng took him as a direct disciple.
Zhi Cheng ca here mainly to teach Buddhism; with a diligent and smart disciple in hand, he solely focused on lecturing at the Magic Altar, leaving temple affairs entirely to Huiquan. Over the years, several more disciples joined and adhered strictly to Huiquan.
This year, Huiquan sohow brought a Buddha statue, calling it the Holy Venerable Buddha, to be worshipped in the side hall, receiving incense offerings from believers.
Zhi Cheng had never heard of a Holy Venerable in Buddhism, and seeing the statue had an inexplicable evil aura, naturally unwilling, but Huiquan wouldn’t listen. In June, he insisted on putting the Holy Venerable Buddha in the side hall, praised its miraculous effect to devotees, and pinched many small Buddha statues for them to take and worship.
Zhi Cheng was extrely dissatisfied, but before he could deal with Huiquan, Huiquan drugged him and several monks who weren’t misled, then moved them to this valley and confined them.
Only here did Zhi Cheng realize, the person controlling the temple had already secretly built a passage between the side hall and the valley under the pretense of repairing the side hall.
After confining them, Huiquan transford himself into him.
“He confined you here just to pinch Evil Buddha Statues?” Qin Liuxi looked disgustedly at the basket of soil: “Where is this soil from?”
Zhi Cheng said: “Did you see a corpse pit when you ca over? It’s from there, hidden with yin energy, contaminated with evil spirit; Buddha statues pinched from such soil when worshipped by devotees over ti would naturally absorb its yin energy, instilling vicious energy, and under suggestion and deceit, anything can happen—including self-sacrifice.”
He said this, looking at his dirty hands, sighed: “And these sins I stained with my own hands, can never be cleared through death.”
A young monk said resentfully: “Host, if not forced by Huiquan, you wouldn’t willingly collaborate.”
He looked towards the wooden house afar, his gaze both pitying and sorrowful.
“Indeed, that evil man Huiquan feared us escaping, even ordering our legs severed.” Another man touched his empty stump of a leg, gnashing his teeth: “He will go to hell.”
“No wonder I see them clean without karmic entanglent, turns out you bear it all.” Qin Liuxi mocked aloud.
“These Buddha statues are sinister, lure minds; if devotees have accidents because of it, we naturally bear it as it’s pinched from our hands, they however never touched anything, only worship Buddha outside, naturally clean.”
Qin Liuxi asked again: “Where did the corpses in the pit co from?”
“So are people who dug the secret passage, so are abducted won who died, so were taken from Yizhuang or the burial ground thrown there.”
Qin Liuxi asked in shock: “Why bring corpses from elsewhere to fill the pit?”
“One, to cultivate Yin Soil and Corpse Worm, two, to refine the yin evil land, those Holy Venerable Buddha Statues to accumulate heavier yin energy, all stored over there for a ti.” Zhi Cheng closed his eyes slightly, old face showed reluctance and helplessness.
Qin Liuxi’s face turned green, what is this Evil Valley, what does the evil cultivation behind want?
“What do they do with the abducted won? Did Zhi Cheng do it?”
As Zhi Cheng was about to reply, a shrill scream and cry for help ca from the wooden house on the mountain.
Everyone’s expression slightly changed.
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