Chapter 61: Ghost Cave
Zhao Yushu woke up vaguely, and a bald man was shaking him.
"Junior Brother Huiming, Junior Brother Huiming, it's time to get up and go to work for Uncle Master." Zhao Yushu supported his head and slowly sat up, his mind in a mess.
Junior Brother Huiming? Who is he calling? Who is he?
The bald man saw him wake up, with an impatient look on his face: "Don't you see what time it is? How can you sleep so well? Hurry up and get to work."
Zhao Yushu's vision gradually cleared up, and he found himself lying in a place that looked a bit like a college dormitory. On a row of large bunk beds, a group of bald men were waking up one after another.
"I..." Zhao Yushu was about to say, I'm not Huiming, you've got the wrong person, when a voice suddenly came from the side.
"Who are you? Where the hell am I?" Zhao Yushu turned around and saw a monk sitting up with his head covered. The other monk next to him looked at him with a look that quickly changed from confusion to fierceness.
With a puff, Zhao Yushu shuddered violently, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.
The monk who was shouting and screaming lowered his head in a daze, watching in disbelief as a hand passed through his chest, and behind his back a bloody ghost claw was holding a beating heart.
Damn it!
Zhao Yushu was about to transform into Madam Xu, but then he felt a chill in his heart, as his Snow Mountain Qi Sea was empty and he had become a mortal!
The ghost claw was retracted, and the murderous monk stuffed the heart into his mouth and chewed it. Several monks rushed over, and blood and flesh flew everywhere. A palm was thrown out from the crowd and landed in front of Zhao Yushu, with a few pieces of flesh and blood still stuck to the wrist.
The sound of swallowing saliva came from the front. Zhao Yushu saw that the monk who called him to get up was looking at the severed palm beside Zhao Yushu with shining eyes, and saliva was flowing from the corner of his mouth.
I can't let them find out who I am!
Zhao Yushu forced out an ugly smile: "Thank you, Senior Brother." After saying that, he pointed at the severed palm with his finger, indicating that Senior Brother, please go ahead. The monk showed a trace of gratitude in his eyes, snatched the severed palm and started chewing it. Zhao Yushu took the opportunity to stand up, pretending to be calm and walked out of the dormitory.
What the fuck is going on?
Zhao Yushu wanted to curse. His last memory was a black smoke covering the Longmen Temple. When he woke up, he had become a monk named Huiming. He couldn't have traveled through time again, right?
And what’s going on with that group of monks? They actually eat living people alive!
Zhao Yushu patted his head hard, trying to sort out his thoughts. However, at this moment, a trace of warmth came from his left wrist, which made his mind clearer and the haze in front of his eyes seemed to be less.
Zhao Yushu looked at his left wrist in surprise. A string of antique Buddhist beads was emitting a gentle white light.
I didn't travel through time, I just didn't know what method that ghost Buddha used to trick me. I can't say whether my current body is mine, but it's a good thing that the ghost nemesis brought me here.
When Zhao Yushu looked up again, the world in front of him was different. It seemed to be a temple, but he didn't know if it was Longmen Temple. Most of the monks coming and going were covered with dark blue ghost aura, while a few monks were normal.
Good! I have a cheat! Although Zhao Yushu has not figured out what happened, he knows that he must not let those monks with ghostly aura see that he is not Huiming. Now the Buddhist beads have given him an enemy identification system, which is simply a top-level cheat.
But how can we break this situation? What on earth does the ghost Buddha want to do by pulling us into this strange world?
"Brother Huiming, why are you still standing here?"
The wooden door of the dormitory behind me opened, and the monk who had called me to get up came over from behind, wiping his mouth.
"Good morning, Senior Brother. I wonder if you know whether my uncle has finished his morning lessons?"
The monk subconsciously glanced in one direction and said, "Master Uncle always gets up early, he should be done by now, if not, you can go to his room and wait first."
"Brother is right," Zhao Yushu put his hands together and bowed his head, then walked in the direction the monk was unconsciously looking.
Along the way, Zhao Yushu encountered two poor people who were being eaten by ghosts without knowing what was going on. He had only walked a short distance and didn't know how many of the people who were dragged into the huge temple survived. He also didn't know if Monk Bujie, the four monks Fenglin, and Fatty Gao were okay.
Unfortunately, this string of Buddhist beads can only identify the enemy, but cannot tell who is under the skin.
At a fork in the road, Lao Zhao was confused. Which way should he go? If he asked directly, would he be discovered? He had no cultivation skills, and those evil spirits seemed to have the ability to transform into ghosts at any time. If he was discovered, he would definitely die.
Suddenly, Zhao Yushu's eyes lit up. A monk without any ghostly aura was slowly sweeping the courtyard with a broom.
If everyone wakes up at the same time, the person who can be so leisurely at this time is definitely a smart person. Maybe a smart person can help me think of a solution.
So Zhao Yushu walked over and said, "Good morning, Senior Brother."
The sweeping monk was obviously nervous for a moment, then he put his hands together and said, "Good morning, Senior Brother."
Haha, I call you Senior Brother, and you call me Senior Brother too. We are from the same temple. If you say that, you will be exposed. Lao Zhao decided to help his own people.
"Brother, you are sleepy, I am Brother Huiming."
"Oh, yes. I had insomnia last night and I am still in a trance. Good morning, Junior Brother Huiming."
Zhao Yushu smiled and said, "Brother, do you know where my uncle is now?"
He definitely doesn't know, but that doesn't stop me from asking, what if
Unexpectedly, this colleague was also a shrewd person, and immediately asked back: "Which uncle are you asking about?"
Oh my god, a counterattack! Now it was Zhao Yushu's turn to be stunned. He was just about to make up a random name to fool people when a monk came running up from behind him: "Junior Brother Huiming, why are you still here? Uncle Master has been looking for you for a long time. Come with me!"
We are so lucky, Zhao Yushu let out a long sigh, turned around and left with the messenger monk. He turned around after taking a few steps and gave the sweeping monk a meaningful smile.
The sweeping monk stood there, frowning and thinking for a moment, then he smiled.
After walking for a while with the messenger monk, we came to a meditation room.
"Hurry up and get in, you're the only one dawdling!"
Zhao Yushu apologized, walked to the Zen room, raised his hand and knocked on the door, and the door opened automatically.
The moment the door opened, Zhao Yushu was almost stunned. The gloomy ghostly aura in the room almost blocked his vision. Behind the ghostly aura, an old monk with a kind face but skinny as a stick was sitting cross-legged and chanting.
"Disciple Huiming, greetings to Uncle Master"
"Why so late?"
"The disciple was too sleepy and missed the time"
"If you do this again, go to the Discipline Institute and receive your punishment."
"Yes, I dare not."
The old monk opened his eyes and said, "Today a great benefactor came to burn incense and perform a three-day and three-night prayer ritual for his mother. Your senior brother Huicheng has to go and has no time to take care of your great-grandmaster. You can take his place for three days. Go."
Zhao Yushu respectfully agreed and slowly left the room. His violently beating heart slowly calmed down. In the short one or two minutes he had been in the Zen room, an illusion appeared in Zhao Yushu's mind. The old monk suddenly turned into a ghost Buddha and grabbed his heart with one claw. This warning sign made him feel uneasy.
Could it be that the ghost Buddha has also turned into a monk?