I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

In the silent "Fudo Hall", it is not the scene of struggling and messy people imagined.

"Ji Shou is pure and pure in his heart, the endless Buddha and the great kindness, the southern world is filled with fragrant clouds, fragrant rain flower clouds and flower rain..."

Under the pale yellow light, there was only one figure wearing a monk's robe, with his back to the crowd, sitting cross-legged, chanting Buddha in a low voice.

"There are countless kinds of Baoyu and Baoyun, for auspiciousness and rebirth and solemnity. The gods ask why the Buddha is, the Buddha's words..."

This scene of "high monks chanting Buddha late at night", which is not so common in temples, made the people who were waiting in the queue could not help but have the illusion that "I disturbed, went to the wrong set, and we left immediately."

"Where's Mr. Araki... wait, you... you are..."

Looking at this familiar but unfamiliar figure, piously worshipping the Buddha, and the nine square ring scars on the other side's smooth and lacquered scalp...

Propaganda stood still at the door, his words choked in his throat suddenly, and tears flickered in his eyes.

"Uuuuuuuwang...Bah! Looking at the person on the Buddha stage, do you look familiar..."

Reminded by Yamada Kengo, the people moved their attention away from the back of the "monk" and moved to the center of the hall...

Fudo-do, the partial hall of the Kawasaki Daishiji Temple, is dedicated to Fudo Myoshi.

Because he once set a great aspiration, "Those who see my body develop bodhicitta, those who hear my name will cut off evil and cultivate goodness, those who hear my law will gain great wisdom, and those who know my heart will become Buddhas", and order the wheel of all Buddhism, so Known as the "King of All Ming Kings".

At this moment, the "king of kings of the Ming kings" who was supposed to be in the center of the hall with a skin, holding a sharp sword, and glaring at him, was moved to the corner alone for some reason...

In the original position, there was a blond man sitting cross-legged against the wall.

He clearly closed his eyes and was unconscious, but he was put in a coquettish posture of holding flowers with his hands and two knees on his side...

The motionless appearance, coupled with the jet black tattoos all over the sturdy upper body, suddenly looked at it, and thought it was a clay statue of Buddha.

"Ara... Araki Sosuke?!"

With the dim candlelight, everyone rubbed their eyes and checked repeatedly, only to confirm that the "monk" who was kneeling on the futon and chanting and worshipping on the Buddha's stage was not a clay sculpture of the King Ming, but rather sluggish." The big living person" Sosuke Araki!

"Don't worry, he is fine..."

At the same time, the "monk" who was devoutly chanting the Buddha seemed to have finally noticed the arrival of the crowd, and slowly turned his head back and smiled: "I have seen Senior Brother Hongfa."

"?!"

Seeing the peerless face of this "high monk", Niya silently covered her small mouth, and Tsukida Hiroshi's chin was directly dislocated...

"You...you are...plus, plus, plus, plus..."

"Kato-sensei, you...what's wrong with you..."

Yamada Kengo and Abe Temple, who stood outside the gate, trembled and screamed uncontrollably!

Beneath the bright scalp, there is a face with soft contours, watery eyes and slightly curled lips.

The simple monk's robe could not cover the undulating mountains below.

Even though the green silk was withered like a flower, it was a smile that looked back, and the amorous feelings curled around the eyebrows.

This unpredictable "monk" who devoutly worshipped the Buddha in the "Fudo Hall" was the one who carried Sosuke Araki into the side hall here.

"Zong Chun..."

The only person who looks calm about the prospects is the preaching that has been aware of it and has tears in his eyes.

Because, since entering the door to see the other side's back, he already has the answer in his heart.

Although I don’t know, where did Junior Brother Zongchun’s blue silk go...

But it is absolutely impossible for him to admit his mistake, the ring scar he burned with his own hands.

In this situation, it seems to have returned to the peaceful time when Mr. Kukai was still alive, when he and Junior Brother Zongchun practiced together under his knee...

At that time, Zong Chun, who was obsessed with Buddhism, would always stay in this "Fudo Hall" after evening classes to continue his practice, sometimes staying for one night.

"and many more……"

Suddenly, Kofa's gaze met Kato Junko's glamorous eye that still charms all beings but is extremely clear...

"Zong Chun, you, you, you are..."

A cluster of pink light clustered like stars is slowly spinning at the bottom of her pupils, like the Milky Way that has been silent for thousands of years in the universe.

"...Thanks to the sky?!"

Hongfa's pair of tiger eyes bloomed with golden Buddha's light like a conditioned reflex, which obviously activated the Tianyantong under the conditioned reflex.

"As Brother Hongfa saw, I have seen the teacher."

"What... You mean, Mr. Kukai?! How come..."

"Yes, Mr. Kukai, not only passed me the "Tianyan Tong", but also told me everything."

Kato Junko nodded calmly, and said words that shocked the other party.

"Zongchun knows that he is sinful and has abolished the joyful Dharma..."

Immediately, she folded her hands and bowed to Hongfa: "Teacher Kukai has re-orbited for me. She also requested the presiding officer of Hongfa to allow the Sin Sang Sect to return to the mountain gate and serve the Buddha with her body for atonement."

Speaking of this, she deliberately or unintentionally cast a glance at Sosuke Araki, who was sitting "seriously" in the hall.

"Suddenly realized that the sky is clear overnight, and also learned about Mr. Araki..."

"Sure enough, it is Mr. Kukai that you manifested a saint?"

Hearing this name, Kofa could no longer suppress the tears that gushing in his eyes...

"Junior Brother Zongchun, from the day you came back from smuggling to Thailand and was driven down the mountain gate, I knew you would wake up one day!"

After a few seconds, he wiped his face with his sleeves, choked up and lifted Kato Junko up: "Although it's a bit later than expected, but... welcome back."

"Wait, Master Kofa, although it is a bit rude to bother to speak at this moment..."

From the inexplicable and vague dialogue between the two in the room, a trace of extremely terrible meaning was pieced together...

"What is the situation with all this now? Do you want to fight or not..."

The few people standing outside, driven by strong anxiety, interrupted the scene of "reunion" before them.

"Hey, as of now, there is no need to conceal you anymore."

Facing the bewildered group of spirit-eliminators, Kofa nodded in relief, and said calmly.

"Zong Chun, he was originally a monk who practiced at my Kawasaki Master Temple since childhood, a closed disciple presided over by Kukai, and recognized as the first person with Buddhist talent in the generation of Kuozi..."

"..."

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"!"

"It's just that, because he went astray in his practice, he went to Thailand and turned into a daughter, and then entered the world of energy..."

"...Stop, stop! Stop talking, let's stroke it first!"

Due to the huge amount of information in the Kofa talk, everyone was frowning, sweaty, and pupils shaking, falling into a "deep analysis state", trying to analyze the horror hidden in the previous paragraph that was completely beyond the scope of cognition. Reality.

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