Chapter 67 Some people live, but life is better than death
Jue Xing was unable to refute, or in other words, he had no chance to refute.
Taking advantage of his daze, Shafulin stiffened his wrist, and the cold front was like snow, and it went straight into Sue Xing's waist.
"This sword is returned to you on behalf of my wife!"
"This sword is returned to you for myself!"
"This sword is for..."
Sword after sword stabbed into Jue Xing's abdominal cavity, and the blood overflowing from the wound spattered on Shafulin's face, making him look like a ghost.
"Master...Master, please save me. I have already put down my butcher knife. I beg you, Master...to help me. I, you... I am willing to take refuge in my Buddha."
Struggling to escape from Shafulin's iron grasp, Juexing looked at Fahai, as if grasping the last straw, and begged loudly.
Feeling weak due to blood loss, he seemed to be seeing the night of the encirclement and suppression by officers and soldiers again. When he was desperate, he also begged Monk Xuantong, the previous abbot of Baiyan Temple, in the same way.
Out of compassion, or because he felt that saving a life was better than building a seven-story pagoda, Monk Xuantong took him in, who was covered in blood. He also ordained him and gave him a Buddhist name.
He was just used to licking blood from the knife edge, so how could Jue Xing endure the boredom of chanting sutras and eating vegetarian food all day long, while the old monk would often whisper in his ears.
One day, he could no longer hold back the evil thoughts in his heart. While the other person was sleeping, he returned to his old ways and sent Monk Xuantong to see the Buddha with a knife.
After killing Monk Xuantong, he learned from the other party's notes how to open the abbot's token and the entrance to the secret realm. Jue Xing used the old monk's excuse to practice hard in seclusion and usurped the position of presiding abbot.
After that, it became more and more serious. Jue Xing even brought all the remaining comrades from when he was a bandit to the mountains, changed his name and surname, and became a monk.
The huge Baiyan Temple, without anyone noticing, turned into the largest den of thieves in the area for dozens of miles.
Now that he fell into the hands of Shafulin, thinking that the monks were compassionate and would not be able to see him die before his eyes, Jue Xing used his last strength to cry out to Fahai.
"Amitabha~"
Sure enough, a golden light suddenly separated the two people, and strands of milky white mana continued to nourish and restore his injuries.
Where Fahai couldn't see him, Jue Xing, who looked particularly pale, gave Shafulin a provocative sneer.
But he quickly turned around and knelt down in front of Fa Hai, bowing to the ground with a devout look on his face.
"The little man's thoughts about the past are like a lump in his throat, and he can't rest day and night. However, the world is like this. Either I kill someone, or someone kills me. I hope the elders will be merciful and help the little man escape from the sea of suffering and turn around."
His expression was sad, as if there was nothing fake about it.
"Elder, you must not listen to his nonsense. If such a heartless person can survive, where is the justice in this world?!"
Seeing Fahai pondering, Shafrin immediately became anxious and was about to argue, but was stopped by Fahai.
"If he simply dies like this, will the donor feel better? Will the women he raped and the parents and children who lost their loved ones because of him be freed from it?"
Looking at Shafulin's eyes covered with hatred, Fahai sighed and asked.
"No...can't!"
Shaflin's throat was so rough that it felt as if it had been rubbed with sand and stone, making it extremely hoarse.
"But if someone like him can survive, wouldn't it be even more unfair to those who were harmed by him?!"
"You need to know that it takes courage to live. Some people are still alive, but they would rather die."
Without answering Shafulin's words directly, Fahai slowly walked up to Jue Xing and asked softly.
"Since you said you are willing to take refuge in my Buddha, I want you to live on and repay the karma you owed in the past. What do you think?"
Juexing had a bad premonition and was about to speak, but Fahai had no room to bargain with him.
The golden light flashed from his fingertips, and slowly moved towards the center of Jue Xing's eyebrows, as if sealing off the whole world, preventing him from breaking free.
"The poor monk and you have two choices"
"One is a man or a woman, and a woman lives in the world of prostitution. As long as she is not nourished by a man for one day, she will be like thousands of ants gnawing at the heart, and it will be difficult to survive."
"More importantly, I want you to replace those women who were harmed by you, have children, be filial to your parents, and be virtuous to your husband. In the end, your beauty will wither, you will be left out by your husband, and you will spend the rest of your life in loneliness."
After listening to what Fahai said, Jue Xing's eyes widened and his lips opened and closed, but he couldn't say even a single word.
It was simply a life worse than death for him to have children like those women who were like playthings in his eyes, but also to be played by men and fulfill his filial piety and virtue. He wished he could bite his tongue and commit suicide on the spot.
However, before he could take action, Fahai spoke slowly again.
"If you seek death because of this, I have a second way for you."
"The young monk will write a handwritten document and throw it into the underworld, imploring Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to intercede and allow you to retain your wisdom during reincarnation, first enter the animal realm and become a pig, sheep, horse, and cow, and work as a cow or a horse for those who have been harmed by you. It turns into a meal on a plate and goes into people’s bellies.”
"From now on, when you enter the human world, you will be a woman in every life. You will bear children for those who died unjustly in your hands and experience all kinds of sufferings of women."
"When the cause and effect disappears and the merits are complete, then the little monk will help you out of the sea of suffering."
As if the words were spoken, when Fahai's fingertips touched the center of Jue Xing's eyebrows, there was a golden light and colored glass, which seemed to be in line with the Yin and Yang Dao.
Jue Xing felt the bones all over his body creaking, and 10% of his usual strength suddenly disappeared. He felt an itching sensation on his scalp, his chest swelled from time to time, and his lower body suffered from constant tearing pain.
In the horrified eyes of everyone, Jue Xing had transformed from a middle-aged monk with an elegant and easy-going temperament to a cardamom woman in her prime.
"So, are you satisfied?"
Only then did Fa Hai turn around leisurely and look at Shafulin calmly.
"You bastard, you are treating me...that's not right. Why does my voice sound like this?"
Before Shafulin could reply, a girl's scolding came from behind Fahai, hinting of panic.
Jue Xing raised her hands tremblingly, and what she saw was a pair of flawless catkins. The two heavy round breasts were a constant reminder of her current identity.
"Juesi...jue..., please tell me this is all fake, right?!"
Helplessly looking at his brother who was silent at the edge of the restriction, Jue Xing's voice was full of pleading.
"This...brother, you..."
Feeling hunched over, he turned his head with some difficulty.
The eldest brother he admired in the past suddenly turned into a girl, which actually made him feel a little excited.
"Sleep! Think!!"
As a man in the past, Jue Xing could not see the lustful meaning in Jue Si's eyes, and now he felt an anger in his heart with nowhere to express it.
However, at this moment, Fahai's nightmare-like voice came from behind.