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Transmigration: Woke up as monk in a demonic temple

Yu Yan died and found himself in the body of a monk that had just died, and finds out that the world he transmigrated into is very...weird. As early as twelve years ago, all the real monks in the temple were killed, and their corpses were buried in a small forest thus giving birth to demonic trees. In the Buddhist hall, there is a polluted Buddha statue that can attract ghosts just by sitting under it. Bandits and murders roam in the temple dressed as monks! ...

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Bandit Monk

Yu Yan had an endless aftertaste of last night's dream.

"Namo Amitabh, it's a sin."

Yu Yan, who was fully awake, expressed deep guilt for this, after all, the body he used was that of a serious monk.

Last night's dream, was in conflict with the Zen meaning of the scriptures, it made Yu Yan feel that he should consider when to return to vulgarity.

After all, there is something wrong with this Lan Xing Temple.

As early as twelve years ago, all the real monks in the temple were killed, and even the buried monks' corpses nourished the demonic trees, and right now, there is a polluted Buddha statue that can attract ghosts in the Buddhist hall.

As the saying goes, a gentleman should not stand under a dangerous wall.

''It is just that I have no where to go after leaving the Lan Xing Temple, I have to plan carefully.'

Since he became a monk, he hadn't even been to the county city near Lan Xing Temple, at most he has only been to two villages and the market town near Lan Xing temple.

The imperial court in this world had divided it's territory into thirteen prefectures, and each prefecture divided into counties.

In short, this monk who prefers to live in a house, as long as he leaves the market town of Yuanqiao Mountain near Lanxing Temple, he will have no idea where he is at all.

Even though this is his hometown, Monk Shenxiu can still get lost when he leaves the market town of Yuan Qiao Mountain.

If it weren't for the fact that Lan Xing Temple had a lot of visitors, it had a lot reputation nearby, and so the pilgrims that came to offer incense were not only the people of Yuan Qiao mountain market town, but also the rumors of various events that happened in other places come together, Shen Xiu The monk probably wouldn't even know what the world was like.

However, what had been handed down along the way had naturally been revised several times, and if one-third of them were true, then it would be a surprise.

When Yu Yan thought of this, he couldn't help but feel a little headache.

The reason he wanted to run away, besides solving his own survival issue, was that he also had to find a way to into cultivation, otherwise, if he were to get lost and run into the wilderness, he wouldn't even know how he died.

If a Buddhist temple can be like this, then what would he encounter while traveling alone such a mountainous place?

'In the weird rumors that are widely circulated, most of the the weird and scary things happened in the mountains.'

Yu Yan secretly sighed in his heart.

After looking around, Yu Yan couldn't see the cat, but he did that someone's figure passed by outside the window, followed by the sound of footsteps, and then the sound of knocking on the door.

Tock!——

Tock!——

Tock!——

"Senior Brother Shen Xiu, haven't you woken up yet?"

Hearing the voice, Yu Yan thought that it sounded familiar, he thought for a while, and the corresponding image appeared in his mind, it was the face of a monk.

Cheng Zhu, tall and thin, he was of the same background as Monk Shen Xiu, and because he was not liked at home, he was pushed out by his family to become a monk in order to avoid taxes.

For this reason, this monk Cheng Zhu often had a serious face, appearing gloomy, even in front of his acquaintances and friends he seldom smiled.

Yu Yan has already assumed the role of his predecessor at this time.

He imagined himself as the monk She Xiu of Lanxing Temple, then got up and walked to the door, opened the door, and saw that besides the monk Cheng Zhu in his memory, there were two other monks outside the door.

One had the dharma name, Cheng Fa, he was as tall and thin as Cheng Zhu, and he Yu Yan had many corresponding memories of the monk.

Monk Cheng Fa had a good relationship with Shen Xiu, and they often communicated with each other.

However, Chengfa didn't like Buddhist scriptures very much, so when he got together with acquaintances and friends like Monk Shen Xiu, he took the initiative to talk about some anecdotes he had recently heard.

He had a lot of strange stories, and he was also keen on finding a Taoist to tell his fortune.

The other monk was a burly and sturdy monk, nine feet tall, his skin was not as fair as monks, but was like that of an old farmer who faces the sun all day long, with dark skin and extremely rough palms.

He looked as though he had experienced the vicissitudes of life, and there was a bit of an evil spirit between his brows.

'This face, no matter how you look at it, doesn't look like a monk. On the contrary, it would be more credible to say that he is a bandit.'

"The poor monk has seen Senior Brother Cheng Fa, Junior Brother Cheng Zhu, and this Senior Brother."

Yu Yan imitated the past behavioral pattern of Monk Shen Xiu, and he was the first to say hello.

"Junior Brother Shen Xiu, this is Senior Brother Shen Xing, he came here just because of his reputation, and he came here specially to find you."

Cheng Zhu introduced Yu Yan with a serious face.

Yu Yan was immediately puzzled.

Monk Shen Xiu's Buddhism is indeed good, and it can be seen from all the thoughts in his mind, but compared to those monks with great reputations, Monk Shen Xiu really doesn't have much fame, that is, only some people in the village near the temple know him, that's all.

So, how come there are monks who come to him specially because of his reputation?

Seeing Yu Yan's confused face, the somewhat bandit-like monk Shen Xing grinned and said,

"Haha, I originally liked the name of Shen Xiu, so I thought there was already someone who took it, so I wanted to take a look, and see what kind of person has this dharma name.

After coming here, I found out that the younger brother is more suitable for this dharma name than me, and I'll just use the name of Shen Xing."

(Shen Xiu: Divine appearance

Shen Xing: Divine behavior)

Hearing this explanation, Yu Yan did not change his face, and remained the same.

He maintained a superficial smile, but he at this moment, he was looking at a familiar square bracket.

[Monk Shen Xing: He was originally one of the ten evil spirits of the Hei mountain.

He has no scruples by nature.

Men can be killed, women can be killed, the elderly can be killed, and children can be killed.

All living beings can be killed.

A month ago, he accidentally killed the son of the governor of Zhong Zhou Prefecture.

He felt that he, a strong man in the rivers and lakes, was going die.

When he had nowhere to go, he happened to pass by Lan Xing temple.

So on a whim, he made the decision to worship at Lanxing Temple and become a monk.]

Yu Yan: "..."

Yu Yan (internally): (⁠╯⁠°⁠□⁠°⁠)⁠╯⁠︵⁠ ⁠┻⁠━⁠┻

This guy really put down the butcher knife and became a Buddha in an instant!

He glanced at the monk Shen Xing again, and said hastily,

"If you like it, brother, it doesn't matter if the poor monk changes this dharma name."

'It's better to be cowardly first!'

'A real man must have the courage to admit defeat.'

Coincidentally, Yu Yan didn't dare to use the name Shen Xiu either.

Monk Shen Xing immediately glanced at Yu Yan with wide eyes, and then asked with a strange expression,

"Are you willing?"

With the memory of Monk Shen Xiu, Yu Yan naturally knew the importance of a Dharma name to a monk, If he really gave up his name, then if he would be giving away his reputation.

After all, for outsiders, they only recognize names, not people.

"As monk, what is there to be reluctant to part with? If I can't even let go of a false name, then I have no future as a monk.

Let's look at the clouds in the sky and the flowers in the mountains.

The clouds at this time are different from the clouds of yesterday.

Are this year's flowers really last year's flower?

Just like how flowers are similar every year but are different in reality, people are different every year.

When you enter the Buddhist sect, you will realize that I am today's me, not yesterday's me."

Yu Yan smiled faintly, and said.

To be honest, he didn't know what he was talking about, but first he found something that sounded compelling and put up this pretence of an enlightened monk.

But what he didn't expect was that just after he finished speaking, he heard a thud, and then he saw that the burly monk Shen Xing had knelt down towards him.

"Master, please take me as a desciple!"

Yu Yan:? ? ?

...

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