Transmigration: Woke up as monk in a demonic temple

A cold cloudy night.

The frosty wind blew into the old buddhist hall, making the flames on the oil lamp flicker.

A handsome young monk with lowered brows lay on his back in front of the hideous Buddha statue, silent as if he had accepted his fate.

On top of the young monk, sat a slender figure with a look of satisfaction on her face, as she sucked out the last breath of yang energy from the monk.

The ethereal woman's laughter resounded faintly in the Buddhist hall, but it was mixed with the whistling wind, so it did not travel far, no one could hear it.

Rumble!——

A deafening sound of thunder sounded, due to the lightning, the interior of the Buddhist hall suddenly became brighter.

When pale electric light shone on the delicate almond face, she immediately showed a bit of timidity, and then she hurriedly turned around.

Her figure was hazy, as if blurred, and she quickly disappeared from the Buddhist hall as soon as the wind blew.

After a long span of time passed, the sound of rain penetrated into the Buddhist hall.

The young monk who had been motionless for a long time, seemed to be struggling, and suddenly opened his eyes!

However, looking at the scene in the Buddhist hall, the young monk who should have been accustomed to it now looked bewildered.

"Shen Xiu!"

He muttered to himself with glazed over eyes, the images that kept intermittently popping up in his mind made Yu Yan understand what was going on with him.

He has transmigrated, and it seems to be a resurrection from a dead body.

Just thinking of the scene just now, the laughter seemed to be still be lingering in his heart, which made Yu Yan suddenly feel a chill from the bottom of his heart, followed by a shiver in his body.

'That woman... seemed to be a ghost.'

"Ghost?"

Yu Yan couldn't keep his composure, there was a ghost here!

Yu Yan: ∑(°⁠Д°⁠ノ)ノ

'A ghost ran into the Buddhist hall to harm people!'

'Isn't this ghost a bit too much? It neither fears monks nor does it fear the Buddha!'

Yu Yan's attention immediately drawn elsewhere, and he was stunned for a moment.

"What is this?"

In front of him was a broom leaning against the corner of the Buddhist hall.

That was not surprising, what surprised Yu Yan at that moment was that when he unconsciously looked at the broom, a strange square bracket suddenly appeared within his field of vision.

[Broom: It is made of bamboo branches by an ingenious old woman. She wanted to sell it to subsidize her family and buy some fake medicine from a well-known old quack doctor in Zhuangzi, for her sick old husband, but she listened to the old girlfriend next door. Send the broom to the Buddhist hall.]

"Famous old quack doctor..."

"Fake medicine..."

"Old girlfriend..."

Yu Yan, who was full of questions marks for a while, he then subconsciously looked to his left.

There was a table there.

After staring at it for about three seconds, the square bracket popped up again.

[Wooden table: an unremarkable, weather-beaten wooden table.]

The introduction was relatively short, but Yu Yan finally confirmed that it was not his own hallucinations, nor was it an illusion brought by mental illness.

"It's amazing! I'll look at other things."

While muttering to himself, Yu Yan looked at an oil lamp on the plain wooden table.

[Oil lamp: The old oil lamp that has been enshrined in the Buddhist hall for many years. In addition to being diligent and hard-working, it also unconsciously watched the 18+ scene of the female ghost seducing the young monk and squeezing the young monk dry.]

Yu Yan really wanted to complain, but he felt that before he complained, he should be terrified first.

Then, Yu Yan seriously thought about a question,

"Throw away this oil lamp, no one will find out, right?"

So he stood up, stretched out his hand to grab it, and threw the oil lamp out.

Bang——

Bang!——

The oil lamp was shuttered on the tiles outside, and the flame went out.

'This is what happens when you know too much.'

Then, he turned his head to look at the hideous Buddha statue behind him.

The person enshrined seems to be some heavenly king Bodhisattva, but since Yu Yan is not familiar with Buddhist Bodhisattva and Arhats, he can't recognize it.

The familiar square head brackets popped up again.

[Contaminated Buddha Statue: The stone statue of Emperor Luocha Tianwang enshrined in Lanxing Temple has been polluted for many years. The Buddha nature has faded and evil nature has grown. Sitting under the Buddha statue can attract ghosts into the temple.]

Yu Yan was stunned for a moment.

Then he rubbed his eyes and took another look at the Buddha statue.

There was no change.

The square head brackets were still the same, and the Buddha statue had not changed, and it still looked like a child who would cry if he couldn't become a Buddha.

Yu Yan opened his mouth, but he didn't know andwhat to say, he was speechless.

He also finally understood how the monk Shen Xiu, whose body he was resurrected in, died!

It turned out that it wasn't that the monk was unscrupulous, but that the Buddha statue was unscrupulous!

"However, speaking of it, maybe I should change my dharma name. Monk Shen Xiu died so miserably, his dharma name might bring me bad luck as well."

"Can I go to the abbot and discuss changing the dharma name?"

Yu Yan began to think about this possibility, and then he gave up within three seconds.

When he went to find the abbot, the abbot would probably just give him a look as if he were a fool, and then give him a lot of money to see a well-known old quack doctor in Zhuangzi.

Of course, the money would not be given in vain, it has to be deducted from the annual offerings handed over to the temple by his family.

Because the monks in this world, whether they are Taoist priests or monks, sit back and enjoy offerings and do not engage in production.

Therefore, the imperial court established a clear rule hundreds of years ago, that all monks and Taoists must be able to read and write Three thousand characters, to be able to interpret Taoist/Buddhist scriptures, and then to get a certificate of ordination from the Yamen, and officially become a legal practitioner!

Only the monks who have a certificate of renunciation, can only eat vegetarian and chant the Buddha all day, instead of having to work in the fields, and are exempted from taxes.

Those who don't have a certificate of becoming a monk are "wild monks and loose cultivators"!

There are not allowed to enter the temple, there are not allowed to enter the city, and there are not allowed to ask for offerings.

Once found out, there7 will be taken to the official farm for three months and then expelled.

This strict legal regulation directly led to... this monk profession, became the first choice for poor families to avoid taxes.

At least Yu Yan's predecessor - Monk Shen Xiu came in this way.

His family made their fortune from his father's early windfall.

Shenxiu's father married several beautiful wives after his fortune, these wives gave Shen Xiu's father children, which made Shen Xiu's father not like him very much from then on, because Shenxiu's mother was a peasant woman from the countryside, Shenxiu's father always felt that this was very embarrassing.

Therefore, Shenxiu's mother was pissed off by his father ten years ago.

Since then, the relationship between father and son has become extremely rigid.

Later, when he heard that his father wanted to send him to Lanxing Temple to become a monk, Shen Xiu, who was only 10 years old at the time, agreed without hesitation.

After studying Buddhism for a period of time, he also successfully obtained the certificate of becoming a monk

As for his family's field shop, his father naturally put them under his name in order to avoid taxation.

In this way, Shen Xiu ate vegetarian meals and recited Buddha's name in Lanxing Temple, while his family handed in annual offerings every year.

The money does not belong to Shen Xiu, but is hush money from his family to Lanxing Temple.

It counts as a deal.

It's just that everyone is tacit.

....

The end