Mysterious World Tour

Fashan was confused, but he didn't ask at this time. Then he was shocked to find that his master, Master Yuankun, was very familiar with these human traffickers.

"Master Yuankun, you are finally here. I calculated the time and you should be here too. Is it the same as before? Everything is ready for you." As soon as the human traffickers saw Master Yuankun, they greeted him with a smile on their faces, even a little flattering.

The national master Pudu is in the court, the emperor respects Buddha, and in today's world, monks are respected.

Everyone in the world worships Buddha.

Even if you don't believe it in your heart, you have to pretend it on your face.

Master Yuankun put his hands together, nodded, and said: "Sorry to bother you, it's better to be the same as before."

"Okay, why don't you bring Master Yuankun up quickly." The human traffickers greeted Master Yuankun with a smile, but turned around and scolded his subordinates angrily.

The subordinates hurried to do it.

After a while, 24 pairs of boys and girls were brought up, with bright eyes and white teeth, and they were all very fair and smart.

"Master Yuankun, are you satisfied?" the trafficker asked flatteringly.

Master Yuankun looked at it once, nodded, and then handed over the silver note.

The trafficker glanced at the silver note, collected it with great joy, and then waved his hand and said to the 48 children: "Master Yuankun's distant relatives are in need of a few workers at home. Although you will be sold there as slaves, you will not have to starve and will have a full meal. What's more, Master Yuankun is a famous monk. He introduced you there, and your master will take care of you for Master Yuankun's sake. Why don't you thank Master Yuankun!"

"Thank you, Master Yuankun!" A smarter child hurriedly thanked him after hearing his words.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the other children followed suit and thanked him.

Those specially selected by the traffickers are all relatively smart and clever, and they are often the first choice for wealthy families to select slaves.

"Please everyone, just like in the past, send these children to Tianlong Temple first." Master Yuankun said again.

"Okay, I will definitely take care of it."

Master Yuankun nodded and left with Fashan.

After walking away, Master Yuankun said: "Fashan, I know you must have a lot of questions to ask, just ask."

"Thank you, Master." Fashan put his hands together and asked: "Master, what do you buy these children for?"

He was very confused about this question.

As for what the traffickers said, he didn't believe a word.

And according to the traffickers, his master didn't come here for the first time, but came once every period of time. Even the traffickers knew the standards for selecting children and prepared them for his master in advance.

Obviously, the traffickers' words were not to be trusted!

This made Fashan have a strong sense of collapse of his worldview.

And for some reason, the image of the centipedes devouring his fellow disciples reappeared in his mind, and it lingered for a long time.

"Fashan, do you know why the ancestors rarely appeared in the past, but suddenly appeared three days ago?" Master Yuankun did not answer, but asked in return.

Fashan's heart skipped a beat, and his face began to look a little bad.

"Master, what do you mean..."

Master Yuankun looked at the change in Fashan's face, nodded, and sighed softly: "As you think, there are four sacrifices in the temple every year, of course, they are kept secret from you little guys, and are held once a quarter by us old guys to appease the ancestors. This time the ancestors will suddenly appear, and I don't know, but I think the ancestors' appetite has increased. According to the rules passed down by the ancestors, the future sacrifices must be changed to once every two months."

Fashan's face changed!

He opened his eyes wide, full of disbelief.

Using the lives and flesh of innocent children to feed the terrifying giant centipedes in the temple, is this Tianlong Temple...really a Buddhist temple?

This is a demon temple!

For a moment, Fashan could even see the countless piles of bones and endless wronged souls under the Tianlong Temple.

Because the Tianlong Temple has existed for hundreds of years.

There are at least four sacrifices a year, which means nearly two hundred lives, and these are just innocent children, not counting some other people who are unlucky enough to run into them.

Then in the past few hundred years, I am afraid that 100,000 lives have been buried in the Tianlong Temple!

Fashan's expression was dull.

The temple where he practiced for many years turned out to be a demon temple with a lot of blood debts!

Is there a need for such a temple to exist?

He just thought of the current imperial master in the court, the demon monk who caused chaos in the world. According to his master, this is the founder of their Tianlong Temple.

Fashan was silent again.

Finally, with his mind in a state of confusion, Fashan was in a daze and didn't know how he got back to Tianlong Temple. He sat in his monk's room for a long time until night when a monk came to knock on the door and said that his master called him over. Fashan came to his senses.

Fashan sighed, walked out of the door, and asked the monk who had not left yet: "My junior brother, I wonder what the master wants me to do?"

"It's like this, Uncle Yuankun is going to give silver to the brothers who are leaving the temple, and specially called you to the main hall to preside over it." The monk said a little respectfully.

Master Yuankun is the abbot. His intention is undoubtedly to tell the monks in the temple that Fashan is the next abbot of Tianlong Temple.

"Thank you, junior brother." Fashan's eyes were erratic, he sighed in his heart, said this, and walked towards the main hall in the temple.

When he arrived at the main hall, he found that there were quite a few monks in the main hall.

He took a quick look and found that they were one-third of the monks who had survived the "old ancestor" incident.

There were many people who left, but not too many.

These days, it was difficult to eat, and there were many people who wanted to be monks in Tianlong Temple, so even if these monks left, it would be okay, and the temple would be able to replenish them soon.

What's more, there were many wealthy families in the county who wanted to establish a relationship with Tianlong Temple. Once the temple expressed its intention to recruit disciples, those wealthy families would send their children to the temple.

Just like he did in the past.

Because everyone in the county knew that Tianlong Temple had a strong background in the court.

"Yes, the national master is the founder of Tianlong Temple. Even if he didn't take special care of him, there were countless monks in the world who benefited from the national master. If he casually ordered the government to take care of Tianlong Temple..." Fashan suddenly wanted to laugh in his heart. People in the world are really ignorant and can't tell the difference between humans and ghosts.

The Demon Temple was regarded as a holy place of Buddhism, and the man-eating centipede became the imperial master in the court, making countless people kowtow and worship.

Then, Fashan began to preside over the ceremony with a calm face.

Then, when he saw the door of the hall close with his own eyes, a terrible giant centipede rushed out, and his face was still calm.

However, his palm subconsciously grasped the dry eyeball.

As his master said, those "old ancestors" killed monks one after another, but turned a blind eye to him who was standing, and even deliberately avoided him every time they passed by.

The owner of this eyeball must have been a very remarkable person when he was alive.

The smell of blood spread, and Fashan looked at the scenes that made his scalp tingle at the beginning, but his heart became more and more calm, and he didn't even need to pretend to be calm anymore.

I don't know how long it took before the door of the hall was opened again. Master Yuankun walked in. Seeing Fashan, who was unharmed and calm, he smiled, put his hands together, and chanted: "Namo Amitabha."

Fashan also smiled at Master Yuankun, then put his hands together and chanted: "Namo Amitabha."

Chanting Amitabha with your mouth, your heart is like a snake, scorpion, demon.

Thank you, Brother Dizun, for the 100 points of reward, thank you, olink, for the 100 points of reward, thank you~