Green Crest Peak, back mountain.
The Mass Grave was still extremely gloomy, but when a white-robed monk stood tall, there was only warmth left.
It's now October 7th,
The second day after Yu Qixiu left,
Lan Zishan continued to collect the bones silently. However, just as he was doing so, a car appeared on the dirt road. Dai Xiaomei had arrived.
Ever since he posted the Short videos, it had become extremely popular. Many netizens were urging him to interview Lan Zishan again.
Therefore, Daomei came. She got out of the car and the car drove over with difficulty. She brought two bodyguards, both of whom were at the lowest level of level 10. They were strength and speed ability users.
There was also a female assistant, Little Qing Qing. The four of them watched the scene in front of them.
He was a little shocked.
One of them was as white as snow and extraordinarily handsome. Even though he had no hair, this monk was so monstrous that it made people gasp in admiration.
However, he was actually using his hands to search for the broken bones that had been bitten by the wild dogs on the slope of the Mass Grave. Then, the small monk began to stick them together with mud glue, and a yellow skeleton was pieced together.
The steps were very simple, but they were dirty and terrifying. Moreover, this was the lowest level of bones, so no one cared.
However, the monk was very concerned.
Therefore, when Little Sister Dai saw this scene, she did not know what to say.
The two bodyguards around her looked disdainful. They thought that this monk only dared to attack the dead.
Then, without doing anything, he said,
One, ten…
Thirty.
Forty of them
Then, he dug 40 pits. Every skeleton was buried well, and the freshest leaves were in the pits.
The earth was filled and the grave was closed.
After that, Lan Zishan began to slowly recite the scriptures. His voice was ethereal, and it actually dispelled a lot of the coldness in the evening mass grave.
" People who die in the middle of Yin are like children. Their sins and blessings are uncertain, so they should cultivate blessings. May the dead gods give birth to pure lands in the ten directions. If someone falls into hell on his deathbed and dies, his family will copy it, recite Buddha for him, and recite fasting blessings for him. The deceased will be released from hell and reborn in the pure land.”
Little Sister Dai didn't disturb him and continued filming.
There were many comments on the bullet screen.
"This monk is really crazy. He's crazy because of love. The woman he loves the most is going to marry him.”
"Sigh, this little monk is really pitiful. All he can do now is to do some good deeds within his power and pray for his lover. It's really sad.”
"The era of marriage is really humiliating.”
There were many bullet comments.
Little Sister Dai didn't look at it until the small monk finished his prayers.
Only then did Little Sister Dai step forward and make a Buddhist bow. Then, she asked in a gentle voice,"Little monk, Yu Qixiu is going to marry her. Do you have anything to tell her through my live broadcast?”
The little girl looked on, her long hair fluttering in the wind.
The young monk in front of him just stood up, completely ignoring the dirt on his body. Then, he looked at the camera calmly. His voice was quiet, and he emitted a spotless aura of Buddha.
"I'll take her to see the rice sea in the forest. I'll also take a boat with her to drift along the small alleys in the south. I'll also take her to Mount Tai to watch the sunrise. I'll also take her to the border to save wild animals. There are many more..."
"These are not just words."
The small monk calmly said and then walked away.
Only the little sister's complicated eyes and the bullet comments were left. The group of spectators were moved by the little monk's infatuation.
The bullet comments were complicated.
Or helpless,
However, he still knew three sentences.
"Sigh, love is powerless. You're just a little monk. How can you stop the Great Era?”
"I saw a monk who was infatuated for the rest of his life. From then on, he was alone, loving his lover and marrying his wife thousands of miles away.”
"Little monk, you're a good person, but your opponent is someone that not even a dozen empires dare to deal with.”
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At that moment, in the main hall of Qingfeng Temple.
The old monk brought over a vegetarian meal. He looked at the young monk who was chanting and sighed faintly before turning around to leave.
As for Lan Zishan, a new interface appeared in his mind.
[White Bones Level 10 Talent: The bones that you have buried will become stronger after absorbing blood. Current number of bones that can be summoned: 50/Level 10 Swift Kill Skeleton Warriors.
Lan Zishan let out a breath and sighed in his heart. Now, the first batch of reserves had arrived. The White Bone Army was buried deep underground, but they would eventually accumulate millions and become an underground evil army.
Waiting, out of nowhere,
He told the world that even if Yu Qixiu's father and tens of billions of people retreated, he had never retreated.
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