Midnight Bookstore

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“When I was born… There was no Buddha in the world…”

It was a very plain sentence. It was so plain that it could only be said in the simplest manner. It seemed to have gone through a short period of thinking. Then, it came to a serious conclusion. It was so serious and simple as recalling a childhood memory. Similar to saying, “When I was young, the Old Zhang family next door did not have a pigsty.”

If it was in the past, regardless of whether the other party was powerful or not and regardless of the situation, the person in front of him dared to insult the Buddha. The monk would certainly scold him!

The Buddha was the belief in his heart and life. The Buddha was his ideal and his life. He would never allow anyone to belittle the Buddha in front of him.

The scabby-headed monk"s lips quivered a few times. He did not make a sound to argue or scold. For some unknown reason, he had the absurd notion that the other party was merely stating a fact.

He was not insulting the Buddha but how could it be a fact?

“Boss…” Yingying seemed to have become a little more clear-headed. She rubbed her forehead and slowly sat up. She was really tired. She had activated her bloodline twice to fight. Previously, when she was sealed by the kasaya, she had planned to forcefully activate it a third time. She had also experienced the feeling of her body being hollowed out. She needed to rest now. The best way to rest was to curl up in her boss"s embrace and sleep.

She looked around in confusion until she saw the familiar figure standing in front of her. Yingying suddenly smiled and cried out in surprise, “Boss, you"re awake. Sob, sob, sob! I knew that my boss wouldn"t be poisoned so easily!”

Yingying stood up and instinctively wanted to stand next to her boss. Even though she was very weak and didn"t have much strength, she could take a beating herself! Yingying felt that if she stood next to her boss, she could help her boss take a few hits from the other party. When it came to Zhou Ze, the female zombie was always so meticulous and unreserved. However, after taking a few steps, before she reached Zhou Ze"s side, Yingying stumbled and fell to the ground.

On her face, there seemed to be a golden l.u.s.ter that was constantly circulating. It was depleting the little murderous aura in her body. It was causing continuous damage to her body. The Orthodox cultivation method of Buddhism was indeed the biggest natural enemy to evil creatures of Yin!

It was fine if she did not make a move. However, once she made a move, it was very likely that her foundation would be injured. Yingying knelt on the ground. She wanted to stand up firmly again but she felt dizzy. She could only rely on her hands to support herself on the ground so that she wouldn"t faint again.

“Boss…” Yingying bit her lips. She felt that she couldn"t help. She felt very useless.

Zhou Ze suddenly turned his body. He turned his head to look at the female zombie kneeling behind him. Yingying, who had been prepared to make a “Wuwu” sound, saw the boss"s gaze when he looked back.

She instantly shivered. Hiss! She immediately retreated from her kneeling position. She fell backward and her feet were rubbing against the ground. She instinctively wanted to put some distance between herself and Zhou Ze.

He"s not the boss. It"s that other one. It"s the Big One. Aaaaah!!! Was it the boss who woke the Big One? Why didn"t he inform her?! She was just acting coquettishly. It"s over. She almost turned the boss green in spirit just now!

Zhou Ze casually turned his head to look, but he saw that the female zombie was dragging her extremely tired body away. She was sitting on the ground and kicking her legs backward. She was trying to get away from him.

He felt sudden inexplicable anger. She had been afraid of him from the very beginning. Her survival depended on him but why was she afraid of him?

“h.e.l.lo.” Yingying moved back and waved awkwardly at him. It was so awkward that it reached the sky. It was like when you were taking a photo with a group of Victoria"s Secret models and you gestured with scissors. Phew… She took a deep breath and let it out heavily.

Zhou Ze turned his head and looked at the scabby-headed monk in front of him. “It was you… who… made her… like… this?”

“Amitabha, this is all a misunderstanding. Please listen to this penniless monk"s explanation. The heavens are benevolent. How could this penniless monk do such a ruthless thing? It was this female benefactor…” As he spoke, the scabby-headed monk pointed at the tanned girl who was still bound by the black chains on the ground in the distance. “It was she who wanted to kill this female zombie. This penniless monk couldn"t bear to do so, so he sealed her up and tried to save her life.”

“…” the tanned girl. The monk was planning to kill his fellow Daoist, the immortal monk.

“She… Really?” Zhou Ze raised his head slightly, he looked at the monk.

Even though the Buddhist light behind the monk was still there, he was at a complete disadvantage in terms of imposing manners. The situation when he fought with Yingying was completely reversed.

The Buddha suppressed the devil. Evil did not suppress the good. This seemed to be a theorem. However, this was only on the basis that the Buddha was stronger than the devil. If it was reversed how could the Buddha suppress the devil? Or perhaps the weak were reversed, who was the Buddha, who was the devil? The boundary between black and white, who would define it?

“Amitabha. Buddha monks do not lie. Please believe in this penniless monk"s character. This penniless monk loves the world. Everything in the world is worthy of this penniless monk"s love. This zombie lady, this penniless monk also loves…”

“You… say… you love… her?”

“…” the mangy-headed monk. “Big Brother, how can you speak this! Don"t be so narrow-minded. Haven"t you heard of the people"s public servants before?!”

“Answer… me…”

“Uh, benefactor, the love here is a kind of great love. It doesn"t involve the love between a man and a woman…”

“Clang!” The iron nail that the monk had hurriedly put away in his clothes fell out at this moment. Probably because the monk"s body had been trembling all this time and the hidden nail fell out.

Zhou Ze and the monk lowered their heads together and looked down. The monk"s face turned pale. "Oh my G.o.d."

“Amitabha, Amitabha! Benefactor, please listen to this monk"s explanation. This monk"s new house in Xuzhou needs to be renovated…”

Zhou Ze bent down and picked up the nail.

The monk"s explanation came to an abrupt end. He swallowed with some difficulty. He knew that in this situation any further explanation would be meaningless.

Zhou Ze played with the nail like a newly obtained toy. “Zhensha… Suzerain… Spirit Bind…” Zhou Ze raised his head. He looked at the monk. There were many different names for this nail. In Taoism, Buddhism, and even in Xuanxue, there were many different names. In some places, ordinary people would use this nail to build a house or move into a new house. This nail could be used for the suppression of evil spirits and building residence.

However, this nail was originally used to suppress zombies! It suppressed the evil spirit in the zombie"s body. It locked the meridians in the zombie"s body and restrained the spiritual sense of the zombie. This was a magic tool specially designed for zombies.

Over the years, due to the promotion of cremation, the number of wild zombies decreased by a lot. However, in ancient times, especially in times of great chaos when the imperial court was in turmoil, wild ghosts would emerge in cl.u.s.ters. It was common to have zombies.

As one of the original zombies, Zhou Ze, took this nail. It"s a little weird. Although there was no blood relationship between zombies and this nail, it can be said to be dedicated to their own offspring. He couldn"t tell how many zombies had been crucified after this kind of nail was invented.

“Kacha!” The black nail turned to dust in Zhou Ze"s hands and slowly drifted away.

“Amitabha. Buddha. Almsgiver did well. I felt this nail was not pleasing to the eye.” The monk with the scabby head agreed to it immediately!

Zhou Ze gently waved his palm. For some reason, when there was something dirty on his hand, it always made him feel very uncomfortable. He couldn"t bear it for even a moment. After scattering the black dust, Zhou Ze stretched out his hand. Grabbing the scabby-headed monk"s white training clothes, he carefully wiped his hands.

The scabby-headed monk laughed dryly, he didn"t dare say anything.

Next, Zhou Ze placed his hand on the scabby-headed monk"s face. He wanted to place his hand on the head of the monk but when he saw the head, he wasn"t willing. He patted the face of the monk with a clap.

“Benefactor, can this penniless monk leave now?” Although he felt that this was nonsense, the scabby-headed monk still wanted to ask. What if a miracle happened?

Zhou Ze shook his head. His tone was very calm, “No… can"t…”

The monk understood. Immediately, the monk"s expression froze. He had pretended to be subservient just hoping for a miracle. Now, let"s fight!

“Vajra glared at me. Subduing the Devil!” The Buddha"s shadow behind the monk instantly fused into his body. It made the monk"s entire body seem like an electric bulb, and he began to glow. Then, the monk glared, as if he was possessed by an arhat. At the same time, he raised his fist at an extremely fast speed. He was ready to fight! With no way out, he could only fight!

However, the monk who had just begun to glow couldn"t enjoy the boundless pleasure of the golden light for long. Zhou Ze suddenly exerted strength in his palm. He slapped the monk"s face as if he was swatting a mosquito.

“Bang!” The golden light disintegrated. The Buddhist light dissipated. The monk, who had been standing in front of Zhou Ze, was sent flying by Zhou Ze"s slap. He forcefully crashed into a billboard on the side of the road and smashed a hole into it.

Zhou Ze silently lowered his head. He looked at his palm and said softly, “My Buddha… is merciful…”