There is no shortage of rich people here, and there is also no shortage of lazy people who are afraid of death. They would rather pay a high price than go down the mountain hard and risk their lives.
There is another business where people on the mountain rush to pay, and there is a queue at the door every day.
That’s the charging station!
At first, someone wanted to go to the temple to plug in the plug and charge the battery. Unexpectedly, the monks in the temple said that they only use firewood and candles and never use electronic products, saying that it would disrupt their practice.
Then, two charging stations came up one after another.
There are 50 power banks in each charging station. Every day, someone charges the power bank and brings it up from the mountain. At night, someone comes back to take the dead power bank down the mountain.
If you want to charge it, you have to come here to buy it, otherwise you have to go down the mountain and find a way.
This business is a monopoly on the "porters" business, and porters specialize in supplying charging stations and small shops.
Of course, if anyone has other needs, as long as it does not affect the two businesses and the price is sufficient, the porters will accept it.
Connecting a power bank is not calculated in terms of "unit", but in terms of one charge.
Leave your phone here, recharge it for 10 yuan, and whoever wishes will come to you.
In modern society, human beings have a serious addictive dependence on electronic products. Regardless of adults and children, electronic products are indispensable wherever they go.
Mobile phones are even more essential items in daily life.
Moreover, they also need to get information from above to see what the situation is like down the mountain and when normal life can resume.
For those business owners, white-collar workers, and golden-collar workers, electronic products are indispensable for even a minute.
From mobile phones to tablets to laptops, we have everything.
In a camp with nearly a thousand people, 100 power banks are almost not enough.
In the small temple.
The young monk who was enshrined as a living Buddha by myths inside and outside the temple was chanting sutras in the quiet room.
As long as he stayed in the temple, he would recite three sutras every day, day after day, never changing.
However, today the young monk opened his eyes early, put the Buddhist beads he had carefully offered in the past on the ground, and picked up the wooden fish in front of him.
"It's almost time, it's almost time, it's almost time." The kind-hearted face was replaced by gloom, and the aura in his eyes turned into turbid cunning.
At this moment, the young monk no longer has the compassionate image of the past. Instead, he looks like a fallen person who was tempted by the devil.
Ten days later.
The number of people in the Jianshan camp exceeds a thousand, and even the slope below the platform is full of people, and there is almost no place to walk.
Those who came first introduced the situation here to those who came later, and those who came later told them about the situation at the bottom of the mountain.
Just as they were talking lively, a gap suddenly opened in the temple, which had been closed all day.
"Squeak~~" The sky was a little dark at this time, the cold wind was blowing on the top of the mountain, and this eerie sound made people think of a scene from a classic horror movie.
"It's the master, the master has come out." But all this changed the moment the young monk stepped into the temple door, and a fanatical voice suddenly sounded.
"The Living Buddha, the Living Buddha! I saw the Living Buddha..." An aunt who believed in Buddhism immediately knelt down and kept chanting "Amitabha", clasping her hands and kneeling in worship.
"Living Buddha, Living Buddha, please give us some guidance!" There were quite a few Buddhists here, and they fell to their knees again.
Human beings are always blindly obedient. When they see others doing this, they will kneel on the ground without even thinking about it, shouting: "Living Buddha, Living Buddha..."
Looking down at the crowd of people kneeling on the ground in front of him, the young monk's expression was neither sad nor happy, and he raised his right hand that was huddled in his cassock.
A wooden fish appeared in front of everyone, and the young monk raised his left hand. It was short and rough, and it looked like a randomly picked up firewood stick. The stick gently tapped the wooden fish.
Bang, bang, bang bang...
As the wooden stick was struck, faint ripples appeared in the air, spreading forward with the wooden fish as the center.
The quiet and peaceful breath soothes the resentment, unwillingness, greed and jealousy in everyone's hearts.
All living beings gradually become similar, their eyes with different expressions are filled with calmness, and their faces reveal a joyful smile from the bottom of their hearts.
If one looks carefully, the so-called "pleasure" is full of dullness and stiffness.
The Jianshan camp, where thousands of people live, is like a living wax museum at the moment... The night is getting deeper.
Bang, bang, bang.
The young monk who was knocking on the wooden fish stopped and looked at everyone in front of him sinking into their inner world, the smile on his lips became even brighter.
"Since you sincerely worship the Buddha, let the young monk give you a ride!" As he said, the young monk clasped the five fingers of his right palm inwards, and the wooden fish exploded into wood chips with a 'bang' sound.
The light red mist floated out from the wooden fish, and then quickly spread and enveloped thousands of people in the entire Jianshan camp.
Although these people have become "living wax figures," they still maintain their instinctive breathing and are still alive.
With gentle breathing, the red mist enters the body, and then pours out like a wave, and so on over and over again.
After several times, the color of the red mist became darker, and the faces of the people present turned sickly pale.
This change is gradual, as if the blood in the body is being drained.
Boom!
An old woman's body fell down, the corners of her mouth turned up, and her eyes held strange happiness.
The whole body was as stiff as a piece of old ginger and had lost all vitality.
Boom, boom boom...
People fell down one after another, and everyone's expression was like the old woman before, happy and weird.
The silvery moon shines down, accompanied by the ghostly whistling and wind sound on the top of the mountain, making the entire Jianshan Mountain seem to be shrouded in ghosts, exuding an eerie and terrifying feeling.
"Amitabha~" When the last corpse fell, a new wooden fish slipped from the monk's sleeve, and he bowed and said the Buddha's name.
The deep crimson mist shrouding the clearing retreated back, and poured into the wooden fish in the monk's hand as if being summoned.
"It's finally done." When all the red mist poured into the wooden fish, it showed a jewel-like crimson brilliance, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of the monk's mouth.
Decades of waiting finally arrived today, an extraterrestrial thing completely controlled by him.
Putting the wooden fish back into his sleeve, the young monk looked at the body that was swaying around like a cemetery and occupying the entire field of vision. He raised his hand and waved his sleeve forward indifferently.
A ray of golden light shot out from the cuffs, and the corpse that touched the golden light turned into star fragments, floating towards the sky like glowing mayflies.
"Ashes return to ashes, soil returns to soil, I hope you and I will reach the ultimate bliss soon, it's good, it's good~~" Putting his hands in front, his bright eyes slightly closed, the young monk slowly turned around and walked towards the temple.
The originally bustling Jianshan camp was now filled with empty tents.
Soon after, dozens of novice monks filed out of the temple and tidied up the scene with light and skillful movements.
I saw them violently pushing the tents on the open space, causing chaos, and then throwing daily necessities everywhere.
Then he quickly returned to the temple, and soon a siren sounded at the foot of the mountain, and barking dogs and human voices appeared on the mountainside, hurrying back.
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Donghe City, surface of D-5 Tiankeng.
"Professor Gao, are you in a good mood today?" Seeing Gao Shan coming out of the laboratory with a smile in his eyes, Chen Zhen greeted him with a smile.
"Well, there are some gains. The specific report should be sent over soon." Gao Shan nodded, today's harvest is more than good.