No strange things are allowed to evolve!

There were many people who came to pray for blessings in the square outside the main hall. They were queuing up to put incense into the incense burner in the center of the square.

After glancing at the small pavilion selling incense and so-called blessed bracelets, Jiang Shu didn't notice anything unusual about the big monk inside who was fiddling with something with his head down.

They look... quite normal. Could it be that the weasels are just hiding among the ordinary people in Yunfu Temple?

"Hmm, let's go check out the main hall. I heard you can pray for good fortune there and get your fortune told for free, and it's quite accurate."

With that, Jiang Shu strode towards the steps.

Snow King didn't think much of it and quickly followed.

What kind of destiny are you seeking?

"I hope my parents will be healthy."

"Oh, okay, I'll ask for one too."

The two people who climbed the steps did not notice that the senior monk in the pavilion had raised his head at some point and was looking at their backs with a puzzled expression.

After thinking for a moment, he picked up the walkie-talkie on the table...

In front of the main hall, Jiang Shu looked thoughtfully at the golden statues of Buddha and Bodhisattva.

It seems that Yunfu Temple has indeed earned a lot of money from incense offerings over the years. Even in those famous temples, it is rare to see a golden statue of this size.

Just then, an excited voice came from the interpreter.

"Master, your place is so efficacious! I've come to fulfill my vow."

Following the sound, they saw a hunched old woman, leaning on her cane, tears streaming down her face: "My old man had already been given a critical condition notice, but only half a month later, he can now walk on the ground again."

A middle-aged monk wearing a faded white robe clasped his hands together and smiled, saying, "Not at all, old benefactor. This is all due to your and your son's sincerity. During the days you took care of your husband, your son ate vegetarian food and chanted Buddhist prayers here every day, praying for his father's speedy recovery. It must be the sincerity of you two that moved the Buddha. This is a blessing."

Upon seeing this, some worshippers immediately assumed that the old lady was a shill hired by Yunfu Temple. However, an older worshipper soon informed them that the old lady was a regular visitor and a worshipper herself, not a shill.

As a result, many people exclaimed that it was amazing.

Everyone knows that Yunfu Temple is efficacious, but no one expected it to be this efficacious, even able to snatch people from the clutches of the King of Hell.

"This child..."

The old lady sighed with satisfaction, then asked:

"By the way, Master, where is my son now? I'm planning to take him back to see his father."

But to everyone's surprise, the middle-aged monk refused the request.

“Old benefactor, I’m afraid your son will not be able to return with you.”

"Why...why?" the old lady asked, puzzled.

“Your son has been eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddhist prayers these days. He has attained enlightenment and taken refuge in Buddhism. His Dharma name is now Yuanshun. He has severed ties with the mortal world.” The middle-aged monk lowered his eyes and chanted Buddhist prayers: “Amitabha. I hope you can understand, sir.”

Upon hearing this, the old lady became anxious: "He...he became a monk? That's impossible! He has elderly parents and young children to support, and his wife is still working at the factory. She should be getting off work soon to pick up the children. How could he...no way?"

She was at a loss and looked anxiously at the other worshippers, but no one spoke up for her.

Seeing that the old woman did not believe him, the middle-aged monk shouted, "Yuanshun! Quickly come and completely settle your karmic debts in the mortal world."

As soon as she finished speaking, a young monk in his early thirties walked out from the back hall and went straight to the old lady.

He had already changed into a monk's robe and shaved his head, so it seemed that he had truly become a monk.

"My son, what's wrong? What happened?!"

The old lady couldn't accept it and shook Yuan Shun's shoulders in despair.

But the latter remained unmoved, saying coldly and distantly, "When I prayed, I made a vow that if my father could recover from the danger, I would become a monk. Now that I have fulfilled my filial duty to my father, it is time to keep my promise."

"What will happen to your wife and children?! What will happen to your father?! What will happen to your mother?!"

"Amitabha..."

The pilgrims, witnessing this rare and extraordinary event, could not empathize with the old woman; they were simply curious and watched with amusement.

But Jiang Shu sensed something was wrong.

The young monk passed by him as he walked from the back hall.

In that fleeting moment as they brushed past each other, Jiang Shu caught a faint smell of blood.

Should a vegetarian monk have this kind of smell?

Not only him, but the Snow King's expression also gradually became serious.

Although she didn't have Jiang Shu's keen sense of smell, she possessed the extraordinary abilities of an evolved being.

She stared at the young monk named Yuan Shun for a long time, then whispered to Jiang Shu, "That guy... doesn't seem to be human."

Just then, another monk appeared out of nowhere and approached the two of them.

The newcomer seemed to have come specifically to find them. He stood directly between them and the arguing mother and child, and asked them with a smile, "Esteemed benefactors, have you come here to ask Buddha for something?"

On the surface, Xue Wang appeared nonchalant, but trusting her own judgment, she was now extremely wary of Yunfu Temple.

She remained extremely wary of the monk who had suddenly come to her door.

Despite being reminded by the Snow King, Jiang Shu still pointed at the monk Yuan Shun and asked loudly, seemingly very interested.

"Is there anything Buddha cannot do if one is as sincere as him?"

Hearing the commotion, the pilgrims looked over curiously.

Seeing this, the monk remained calm and said, "I think there shouldn't be any problem."

If you are sincere enough, you can accomplish anything. If you can't, then it's because you're not sincere enough.

"What if, I mean, what if..."

Jiang Shu smiled and exploited the bug:

"If I also become a monk here and make a vow to make Monk Yuanshun return to secular life, can Buddha grant that wish?"

The old monk was taken aback, while Xue Wang looked at Jiang Shu in surprise.

With his back to Jiang Shu, Yuan Shun, who was being shaken by the old lady, showed a change in expression for the first time...

Chapter 42 Jiang Shu Can Go Wherever He Wants (Please Read On)

Are they here to cause trouble?

The old monk remained calm, but a sense of unease about Jiang Shu had already arisen in his heart.

He had just learned via walkie-talkie that two suspicious individuals, a man and a woman, had entered the main hall.

The disciple in charge of monitoring said that the men had more vital energy than ordinary people, and the women were even more unpredictable, but they all seemed to be extraordinary people. He hoped that the disciple would pay close attention.

He then left the meditation room and, following the description given by the disciple, found Jiang Shu and the other person.

I intended to test the two men. If, as the disciple said, they were indeed up to no good, I would find a way to lure them to a secluded place and then act accordingly to avoid causing any trouble.

But he didn't expect that before he even started testing the waters, he had only asked a very formal question, and the other party had already started to blatantly provoke him.

This isn't just getting straight to the point; the mountain practically forced the door open.

However, the old monk was a seasoned veteran who had seen countless troublemakers and had his own ways of dealing with them.

He immediately smiled calmly and said:

"Please don't joke, benefactor. Becoming a monk was Yuan Shun's own decision, and Buddha won't help with it. If you have other wishes, you are welcome to follow me..."

"What's your name?" Jiang Shu interrupted, taking off his sunglasses and staring at the other person with a look common in the underworld.

"..." The old monk paused for a moment, but did not take it to heart: "My Buddhist name is Youzhen."

“Youzhen…” Jiang Shu read it once, then said disdainfully, “I thought it was Shakyamuni. Since you’re not called Shakyamuni, what makes you so sure that Shakyamuni wouldn’t help me? When did Buddha change his name to Youzhen?”

The moment this big label was slapped on their heads, the monks present were immediately startled.

The Snow King was also taken aback.

If the previous question was merely a provocation, this one is downright slapping on the head.

She didn't understand why Jiang Shu seemed even more excited after she told him that there seemed to be something strange in the temple. Wasn't he just a few words away from the moment he started talking so fluently?

I don't understand it, so I can only wait and see.

Not far away, the distraught old woman was finally drawn by the sounds coming from this direction. She vaguely heard someone wanting to make a wish to Buddha to turn her son, who had suddenly become so determined for some reason, back to his original form.

She looked at Jiang Shu, her eyes filled with helplessness.

Jiang Shu noticed her gaze, but quickly looked away.

"No, no..." Youzhen immediately put on a fearful act: "Please don't talk nonsense, benefactor."

At this moment, the middle-aged monk who had dealt with the old lady earlier stepped forward and rebuked Jiang Shu, saying, "Yunfu Temple is a place of Buddhist cultivation. Please do not act so aggressively."

Jiang Shu narrowed his eyes: "And who are you?"

Just as the middle-aged monk was about to speak, he was stopped by Youzhen.

"He is my junior brother, and his Dharma name is Youshan."

"Oh?" Jiang Shu raised an eyebrow: "I'm not talking to you. Tell your junior sister to come out and see me!"

"What junior sister?" Youzhen frowned. "This is a temple, not a nunnery. Where would a junior sister come from?"

"Huh? What..." Jiang Shu sighed in disappointment, "Yumi... is actually a man?"

The two senior brothers were named Youzhen and Youshan, so the next generation is called Youmei...

Is it truth, goodness, and beauty?

Hearing Jiang Shu's reasonable guess, the worshippers present gasped.

What a terrible joke!

The worshippers couldn't help but look at Yuzhen.

You can't actually have a junior brother named Yumi, can you?

"Although I don't know how you learned my junior brother's name," Yuzhen's eyelids twitched, "Yumi... is indeed a man..."

This has now become a ridiculous, tired joke.

The pilgrims thought so.

Then Jiang Shu asked, "So Kazama Yumi has always been a man?"

Who is Kazama Yumi?

The female worshippers were puzzled, while the male worshippers seemed to be deep in thought.

Upon hearing this, You Shan suddenly glared angrily at Jiang Shu: "Ms. Kazama Yumi is a woman, and she has been for fifteen years!"

Jiang Shu nodded, calmly pointed at him, and asked You Zhen, "Are you going to do anything about your junior brother secretly watching porn?"

"You..." You Shan's finger trembled as she pointed at Jiang Shu: "You framed me?!"

Just then, a dull thud came from the back hall.

A monk fell to the ground.

He stared at You Shan in horror.

"Senior brother, you gave me this Dharma name fifteen years ago, right?"

Then he got up from the ground and ran away in a daze.

"No." Yu Shan, disregarding the mess in the main hall, hurriedly chased after him, "Junior brother, let me explain!"

He must be Yumi.

Even though it was just a fleeting glimpse, Jiang Shu had already memorized his appearance.

"It really does look like it," he commented.

After witnessing such a bumpy and bizarre unfolding, the pilgrims were dumbfounded.

This has become art!

At this moment, veins were bulging on Youzhen's forehead, and he could barely contain his anger.

When he faced Jiang Shu again, he could no longer use honorifics.

"What exactly are you here for?"

Jiang Shu smiled slightly.