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Chapter 151 Idiot
With the death of the manipulator, the two skeletons began to collapse.

The female skeleton was alright; it simply collapsed silently. But the male skeleton struggled to reach out, as if trying to grab something, but it turned to dust before it could even finish its movement.

Next, the sea of ​​blood dissipated, the great sun in the sky also disappeared, and the bewitched people awoke one by one.

Everything seemed to be over, but Zhou You didn't notice any of that.

Now, all his attention is drawn to one thing—a scripture that fell from the lama's body.

At the same time, the long-awaited system notification came again.

"Dear player, you have killed the current de facto ruler of the Ningge sect of Tantra: Grand Lama Zhaba."

"The script has been altered to some extent because of your actions, and you have been rewarded accordingly."

"You have gained 500 Soul Stones."

"You have obtained the Susiddhikara Sutra (Commentary)."

"The Susiddhikara Sutra (Commentary)"

Quality: Unknown.

"Effect 1: When you possess this scripture, your resistance to all mind-intimidating effects is increased, and you gain a certain ability to resist the corruption of the Heavenly Demon."

"Effect 2: Limited to one time, you can sacrifice a certain amount of flesh and blood to heal some physical injuries."

"Effect 3: By studying this scripture and accumulating sufficient proficiency, you can gradually deduce the next stage of the death mantra Sanskrit chant (only once)."

[One of the three fundamental scriptures of Esoteric Buddhism, its content includes recitation, initiation, supplication, homa, accomplishment, and timing. Later, a high-ranking monk translated and supplemented it, and an additional 'comprehensive explanation' was added.]

Zhou You had been in this script for so long, and this was only the second time he had gotten loot from defeating monsters. For a moment, he felt a little flattered.

—Holy crap, system, have you finally developed a conscience?
As he sighed, he picked up the scripture and casually flipped through it.

The book had a strange texture, somewhere between cowhide and sheepskin, but it didn't look like human skin. There were some words written on it in Sanskrit—which Zhou You obviously couldn't understand—but each sentence was marked with a Chinese translation and explanation, including the translator's thoughts and insights.

The handwriting was beautiful, and the language was very fluent. Even the obscure points were explained in great detail, making it easy for a layman to understand. It was clear that the high monk had a deep understanding of both Chan and Tantric Buddhism.

However, just as he was turning the pages of the book, a commotion suddenly arose behind him.

"What just happened?!"

Zhou You turned around and saw a man slumped on the ground, his face full of astonishment.

Only then did he realize that he should greet the person who had helped him earlier—but when he looked around the entire area around the stage, he saw no one suspicious.

All that could be seen were faces awakening from control, utterly bewildered, but none that matched the Buddhist name 'Zhengde'.

—This guy is hiding in the crowd…

—Or did they just run away?
Zhou You searched for a long time, but still found nothing.

But in the end, he shook his head and gave up the search.

Judging from the clues I've gathered so far, this guy's situation is probably even more tragic than mine. I'm only being chased by some lackeys, while this guy has probably already become an enemy of Lizhou. So it's normal for him to be cautious and unwilling to show himself easily.

Zhou You simply put the scripture into his pocket, then jumped off the stage, yawned, and planned to join Lu Xiuyuan and the others.

But right now.

A pair of muddy hands reached out.

—Hmm, is this your way of thanking me?
Zhou You raised an eyebrow, but the next second, a roar came crashing down on him.

"You actually...you actually dared to kill the master!"

It wasn't gratitude, but blatant accusation.

Before Zhou You could reply, the man shouted to those around him.

"That's the guy! He just killed a master of the Tantric sect!"

then.

In the blink of an eye, everyone was looking at Zhou You.

Those eyes, which initially looked confused and helpless, gradually turned into astonishment and fear, and finally even turned into hatred and accusation.

Then, a cacophony of sounds arose from all around.

"He killed the master!"

"That damned traitor to Buddhism!" "Seize him!"

"Send him to the authorities!"

"kill him!!!"

In what seemed like the blink of an eye, a wave of fervor swept over the crowd. The survivors stared at Zhou You with red eyes, and several of them even picked up sticks from their sides.

Zhou You was stunned for a good ten seconds before he realized what was going on.

It's just four big characters.

—It's just blind faith.

As expected of the territory of Tantric Buddhism, their brainwashing skills are truly impressive.

—But then again, aren't you afraid I'll just draw my sword and kill you all?
Zhou You's lips curled up. He was about to use a death curse to disperse the group of small fry when, amidst the curses, a loud voice rang out.

"Are you blind?! They saved your lives, and you're blaming the person who killed the murderer?!"

...Wait a minute, why does that voice sound so familiar?

Zhou You glanced around and saw a little guy emerge from the crowd, pointing at the villagers and cursing loudly.

"Bah! Without my master, you would all be a pile of bones long ago. And now you still want to lay a hand on him? Don't you have any conscience?!"

Sure enough, it was Lupin.

Zhou You took a deep breath and delivered a hard blow to the back of his head.

"Ouch! Master, what are you doing?"

"It's nothing, just teaching another disobedient disciple a lesson," Zhou You said, waving his hand. "Wait, I told you all to go back, why are you still here?"

After hesitating for a while, Lu Ping finally offered his excuse: "My uncle did indeed pull me away at the time, but I thought it was too difficult for you, Master, to fight alone, and I also thought about how I had recently learned a lot of skills, so I thought I would secretly come and help you. But by the time I got there, you had almost finished the battle."

Zhou You rolled his eyes, just about to give him another hard blow to teach him a lesson. But at that moment, the villagers started making a commotion again.

—It was still the same man who had initially stopped him.

"What do you mean by turning into bones? That is liberation! Those who receive the Guru's teachings will enter the eight great cold forests after death and will no longer suffer in this world—that's why we didn't know the Guru was here today. If we had known, we would have rushed to become offerings long ago. Why would we need you to save us?"

The man was spitting as he spoke, and not only him, but everyone behind him was showing signs of fanaticism.

Zhou You only glanced at them, but he knew very well that these villagers truly thought so.

They genuinely believed that being used as material by these esoteric monks and being tortured and killed by them was the true path to paradise.

Really...

Zhou You shook his head.

Devout, yet utterly foolish.

However, Lupin still wanted to defend him.

"What are you talking about? Those Tibetan monks are clearly lying to you. They're complete frauds. What 'Eight Great Cold Forests' and what 'liberation' they promised—they're just using you as bait."

However, before he could finish speaking, angry roars erupted from the crowd.

"Those who betray the Buddha!"

I think you're the liar!

"Why don't you just die!"

"What we want to do is none of your business."

The sound grew louder and louder, and Lu Ping, being only a thirteen-year-old boy, immediately became flustered.

But the more he backed down, the more the other party took advantage of him.

Soon, the insults could no longer vent the crowd's emotions—and in the midst of the uproar, suddenly, a stone was thrown straight at his head!
but.

Ultimately, it didn't fall on Lupin's head.

A hand suddenly reached out and casually grasped the stone, followed by a low sigh.

"idiot."

(End of this chapter)