Chapter 125: Many Demons at the Foot of Lingshan Mountain
A Buddhist?
Pinggong Qianye had a slightly strange look on his face. Which Bodhisattva was this boy sitting under?
"Do you think I will believe you?"
Pinggong Qianye deliberately shook the Zen stick in his hand, causing a crisp sound of rings colliding with each other.
"Master, please calm down for now. I have real evidence!"
King Golden Eyed spoke earnestly and swore constantly, hoping that the staff on his head would stay away from his head, or at least not be so close to it.
"What proof?"
"A Buddhist conversion certificate."
King Jintong explained hastily, and then signaled Pinggong Qianye to hold the staff farther away so that he could fetch the document that could prove that he was a member of the Buddhist system.
"Conversion certificate..."
Pinggong Chiye held the Zen stick in his hand a little further away, wondering in his heart, are there really such things as conversion certificates in Japanese temples?
"Master, please wait a moment. I will go get it."
King Golden Eyed almost crawled to his throne, pulled out a small wooden box, and took out a so-called certificate of conversion from it.
It’s a gold-stamped certificate of conversion, which looks quite formal.
Pinggong Qianye took the so-called conversion certificate and looked at it for a few seconds, his expression becoming more subtle.
"Venerable monk, are you willing to believe that I am also a member of the Buddhist sect now?"
Seeing that Pinggong Qianye didn't say anything, King Golden Eyed wanted to stand up quietly. However, when Pinggong Qianye's gaze swept over him, he knelt down subconsciously, not even daring to raise his head.
"Master Liangfeng of Jinguang Temple, sit down, Huang Shier?"
"Yes, Huang Shi'er is me."
Although King Golden Eyes felt very humiliated by this title, he still quickly revealed his true form.
A golden lion. It has a very good appearance, a sturdy body, strong and powerful limbs, and its golden mane is like pine waves in the sun. When the wind blows, waves of golden hair rise up.
"Where is the Golden Light Temple?"
"It's dozens of kilometers west of here."
The King with Golden Eyes, who had transformed into his original form, tilted his lion face and gave a flattering smile.
"On that Mount Koya?"
"Yes, that is the holy place of our Buddhist sect, and Abbot Liangfeng is a monk with great magical powers."
Seeing that Pinggong Qianye seemed to acknowledge his identity, King Jintong also began to refer to himself as "We the Buddhists".
"There are many monsters at the foot of Lingshan Mountain. The ancients were not deceiving me."
Pinggong Qianye sighed, his eyes passed over the Golden Eyed King, and looked at the uneasy Silver Eyed King.
With just one glance, the Silver Eyed King quickly revealed his true form, a silver leaf monkey with silver-white fur and a petite figure, which formed a sharp contrast with the lion transformed by the Golden Eyed King.
"I, I don't have a conversion certificate..."
The Silver-Eyed King had a sad face and was trembling all over.
"High monk, this is my sworn brother, who has also met Master Liangfeng..."
King Jintong wanted to say a few words to excuse his brother, but under Pinggong Qianye's gaze, he trembled so much that he couldn't finish a complete sentence.
"Where are the girls you brought to the cave and forced to marry in the past now?"
"This this……"
The King of Golden Eyes' eyes flickered, and he finally whispered, "I turned them all into golden statues and gave them away as gifts."
Pinggong Qianye's eyes darkened slightly, "Is there any way to recover?"
"..."
The Golden Eyed King was trembling with fear and remained silent for a long time before he finally whispered, "They can be restored. As long as I take back the magic that I cast on them, they will be restored to their original state."
"Master, it's lying!"
In the corner, the red fox shouted at the top of his voice, scaring the Golden Eyed King so much that he collapsed to the ground, his eyes full of fear.
"Since you are a Buddhist, you should know that one of the five Buddhist precepts is not to lie."
The Zen stick in Pinggong Qianye's hand circled together, making a crisp sound, and approached the head of King Jintong again.
“Venerable Monk, I have personally witnessed the scene when the Golden Eyed King took back his magic. The girls who were turned into golden statues collapsed into a pile of bones after the magic lost its effect.”
The red fox trotted to Pinggong Qianye's feet and began to recount the evil deeds of the Golden Eyed King.
For example, he ate babies raw, used magic to harm people in nearby villages, killed passers-by, and even killed wandering monks.
Each and every one of them were bloody killings and unforgivable crimes.
"How many of these things are related to the abbot Liangfeng of Jinguang Temple?"
Pinggong Qianye's face darkened, but he still continued to ask some questions related to this matter.
Seeing that King Golden Eyes seemed to be trying to conceal something, Pinggong Qianye took a deep breath and poured the truth directly into King Golden Eyes' ears, causing his head to buzz.
While in a trance, King Golden Eyes told Pinggong Qianye all the information he wanted to know.
The relationship between Abbot Liangfeng of Jinguan Temple and King Jintong is indeed that of a keeper and a pet.
He was not completely unaware of some of the actions of King Golden Eyes.
He just needs to keep the King of Golden Eyes and use its magical power of turning stone into gold to satisfy his own personal desires.
Among them, many of the golden girl statues mentioned by the Golden Eyed King were directly given to the host Liang Feng.
It is not uncommon for Buddhists to have bad elements, but the monks that Heimiya Chiye met in Tokyo were at most those who had broken their precepts, and their crimes were not punishable by death.
"There are so many demons at the foot of Lingshan Mountain."
Pinggong Qianye sighed again and was about to smash down the Zen staff in his hand.
The Golden Eyed King quickly said, “Venerable Monk, please calm down for now. I am still a believer of the Gold Eater. He…”
The money eater? I don’t know him.
The staff fell, and the Golden Eyed King's head, body, and the mountain wall behind him were all smashed to pieces by the terrifying power contained in the staff.
Seeing Pinggong Qianye getting angry and showing off his power, the red fox was horrified and stood aside, not daring to move.
The Silver-Eyed King's eyes flickered, but he saw a Dharma bowl coming towards him. His body flew out and was buried by the collapsed rocks, completely losing his life.
The black bear demon and lantern demon surrounding the sedan had already fled in panic, leaving only a flower bridge still in place.
"My Buddha is merciful."
Pinggong Qianye whispered, "They are all damnable monsters. Killing them is also a way to get rid of harm to the people."
Yaezakura Jingu was afraid that Chiya Hiramiya would have some psychological burden because of this, so she hurriedly used the moon doll to speak.
"Don't worry, I won't doubt what I'm doing."
Pinggong Qianye felt a little warm in his heart and thought that bringing this moon doll out for traveling would indeed be very useful.
"Master, I have also seen the support of that Liangfeng from afar. If you need me, I am willing to stay by your side and testify against the crime of that Liangfeng abbot."
The red fox hurriedly stood up to show its loyalty. It had realized that these mountain kings were unreliable. It could only have a good future by following the monk and listening to the Buddhist teachings.
"People often say that foxes are just as smart as humans. You are indeed very smart."
The red fox said frankly: "Master, small monsters like us have low abilities. We can't gain a foothold in the monster world except for relying on the power of the tiger. Those big monsters who really practice cultivation are unwilling to recognize us."
Pinggong Qianye heard some extra information and asked about those big monsters.
"I have also heard from King Jintong that those great monsters who truly devote themselves to cultivation, aspire to immortality and the way of the gods, and hide in the depths of mountains, rivers and lakes."
"But they claim to be the old generation of monsters, and they distinguish themselves from the new monsters that were born after the Edo period."
"As for the rest, I don't know either. After all, I'm just a little monster."
Pinggong Qianye did not ask too many questions. His trip was fixed, and he would deal with the big monsters when he encountered them. There was no need to look for them specifically.
His eyes looked towards the flower bridge, determined to send the person back.
"Huaqiao, where is your wedding dress?"
The Moon Doll crawled into the flower bridge, secretly glanced at the bride, made a surprised sound, and then stopped Pinggong Qianye from lifting the curtain of the flower bridge.
Because the bride inside the flower bridge, because the King of Golden Eyes was killed, the magic of turning stone into gold failed, the golden wedding dress disappeared, and she was left naked.
……
"what!"
"do not want!"
"Go away, monster! Don't come over here!"
Ito Xiang felt as if she was experiencing an unprecedented nightmare.
In the dream, she fainted in the room alone, and then someone started to strip off her clothes and put on a set of cold clothes for her.
Then the dream kept shaking, as if I was passing through a rugged mountain road.
Then, the dream stabilized. There was a scary monster, the Golden-eyed King worshipped by the villagers. It pounced towards him and began to tear his clothes frantically.
He refused to obey and struggled desperately, but he was unable to escape from the clutches of the golden-eyed king.
When she was shouting and on the verge of despair, it seemed that a dazzling golden Buddha light penetrated into her desperate and dark dream.
She fell asleep in the Buddha's light until she woke up.
When Ito Xiang opened her eyes, she felt a little stinging from the golden light in front of her.
She half-closed her eyes and put her right hand in front of her eyes to block the direct golden light, and then she gradually saw clearly her situation.
The golden light was not the Buddha's light in her dream, but the sunlight projected from the window.
I was lying on my bed at home. The bedding was new, but other than that, there was nothing unusual.
Ito Xiang straightened her upper body and looked at the familiar scene in front of her in a daze.
Shouldn't I have been sent to the cave of the Golden Eyed King to get married last night?
Why am I still in my own home? What happened after I passed out last night?
Could it be that after I passed out, the villagers had a change of heart and helped me up and put me on the bed to sleep?
But don’t they want me to marry the golden-eyed king?
For this purpose, people were sent to guard the gate of the courtyard to prevent him from leaving the village.
Ito Xiang sat on the bed for a long time thinking, then got up and prepared to go out and take a look.
When she got out of bed, put on her sandals and opened the door, she was surprised to find that most of the villagers in the village had come and were standing in the yard at the door.
The expressions on their faces showed complex emotions including guilt, regret, worry, joy, etc.
"you……"
Ito Xiang was a little confused for a moment. She didn't understand how those ferocious villagers could quickly change their faces overnight.
Could it be that they were planning to form a group to trick me into voluntarily marrying the golden-eyed king?
Itoka took a deep breath and shouted, "I will never marry that monster! Stop wasting your time!"
"Ito girl, we were wrong about what happened before. We will never force you to marry King Golden Eyes again."
The old village chief spoke with a guilty look on his face, and someone beside him added: "King Jintong was killed last night."
Is the Golden Eyed King dead?
Didn’t they say before that King Golden Eyes was the most powerful monster around here?
Ito Xiang was even more confused. She patiently communicated with the old village chief and others for a long time before she gradually figured out what happened last night.
Last night, after she passed out, she was indeed changed into a wedding dress, helped into the bridal sedan, and indeed arrived at the cave of King Golden Eyes.
The original plot should have been that the King of Golden Eyes forced her to marry him, then defiled her, and after she woke up she chose to commit suicide and leave the world.
But last night, a senior monk came to the cave of King Golden Pupil. He killed the evil King Golden Pupil and sent himself back safely.
I heard from the old village chief and others that I was the one who came back in the bridal sedan last night, and even the monsters who sent me across the flower bridge were the same group.
The eminent monk also came to the village, explained the whole story, and preached Buddhism all night long, in order to transform the violence and greed in the hearts of the villagers and awaken their conscience.
The monk did not leave the village until dawn.
After the monk left, the messenger of god who originally followed King Golden Pupil appeared with a group of monsters, saying that if the village did not mend its ways and become good, they would end up like King Golden Pupil.
Under the guidance of the monk and the intimidation of the messenger of God, the villagers completely changed their temperament and waited in his courtyard early in the morning to express their apologies to him.
It took Itoka a long time to digest the news.
She even regretted why she fell asleep last night and was unable to witness the adventure that happened to her.
"What does that monk look like?" Ito Xiang finally reacted and remembered to ask.
"He wore a bamboo hat, a monk's robe, and held a staff and begged for alms."
"Young and handsome, handsome boy."
"There's a tree doll on his shoulder."
From the words and suggestions of the villagers, Ito Xiang gradually pieced together the image of a great monk.
Just young and handsome, are these adjectives suitable to describe a monk?
Besides, in this day and age, wouldn’t you just pick up your phone and secretly take a few photos?
(End of this chapter)
