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But these dead are considered lucky. Someone avenged their revenge, collected their bones for them, and built such a huge cemetery for them, so that their relatives have a place to pay homage and commemorate.

In this Jianghu, I don't know how many people's corpses were exposed in the wilderness, and they didn't die well.

The sad atmosphere reached its peak when many people walked towards the back of the cemetery after worshiping. Looking at the wall full of names behind the stele, and realizing what these names mean, some people finally couldn't help crying cry.

Some people were crying while looking for the names of their relatives, and some even fainted after finding the names of their relatives.

The densely packed black wall engraved with people's names gave everyone a strong sense of shock.Even the monks of Tianyin Temple and Biyun Temple who had been chanting scriptures silently after entering the cemetery stopped their movements and looked at the huge continuous wall in a daze.

Chanting scriptures is the job of these monks, and it is also a job that they have done countless times with great proficiency.

There is no sadness. After all, these monks are no longer young monks and nuns who have just entered the temple. Many monks have done such things as saving the dead and handling funerals.

Death is like a lamp going out, so why worry about it, it's just the fate of life.

So even knowing that tens of thousands of people who died in vain were buried here, most monks don't have any special feelings in their hearts.

Is there a difference between one person and ten thousand people?

It's nothing more than chanting the scriptures to save lives.

However, after seeing the densely packed names, all the monks realized that they were wrong.

This dense number of names gave them unparalleled pressure, making them unable to recite the mantra of rebirth.

They are confused, they don't understand, they are afraid, are they really qualified to rescue these tens of thousands of undead and lead them to the Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss?

Chapter 46 Go away, don't disturb my chanting

"Namo Amitabha……"

Looking at the densely packed names in front of him, at the forefront, the Arhat monk from Jinchan Temple clasped his hands together, and chanted the Buddha's name with a sad face.

His prayer seemed to wake up the bewildered monks behind him. All the monks folded their hands together, lowered their heads, and spoke devoutly.

"Namo Amitabha……"

Although it is just a simple Buddha's name, it is completely different from the previous tidy rebirth mantra.If it is said that the previous rebirth mantra had no emotion at all, it was just chanting for the sake of chanting, but the Buddha's name at this moment made everyone feel the sadness and pain in the hearts of these monks.

"Amitabha, Miss Yan, where do these names... come from?"

Looking at Yan Zhiqiu, whose eyes were slightly red standing beside him, the young monk from Jinchan Temple spoke with a trembling voice.

"These names were sorted out by Zhiqiu through his visits to the surrounding towns and villages of Nan'an City, and combined with the hundreds of years of files and records about the size and size of Nan'an City."

"That's it...that's it..."

The monk said so in a trembling voice, and then recited the Buddhist scriptures several times in a low voice.

"It's a pity that there are still thousands of people after all. Because the time is too long, there is really no trace of them."

"Miss Yan, you don't need to worry about it. You have done well enough. Compared with you, we really feel extremely ashamed and uneasy."

"Master Xihuai is serious. Jinchan Temple is far away from Xuzhou. It is enough for you to come here in person on behalf of Buddhism."

"Not enough, not enough, not enough, compared with Miss Yan, compared with that red lotus saint, what our Buddhism has done is far from enough."

The two of them said this, but they didn't understand that there were monks from Biyun Temple behind Tianyin Temple, which made the monks in both houses look extremely embarrassed.

In their view, they are the representatives of Buddhism in Xuzhou. Master Xihuai from Jinchan Temple came directly to their temple to illustrate this point.

This time they came here to show off in front of Master Xihuai, and by the way, to grab the limelight of Kulun Temple and let them understand who is in charge of Xuzhou.

However, the monks at Kulun Temple have not seen it until now, and they have already lost all face.

It was only at this moment that they came here for a formality like holding a funeral, chanting a rebirth mantra, and only now did they realize how wrong they were.

Even if they took a look at the wall densely engraved with names, they would feel ashamed, and even lost the courage to continue chanting.

And at this moment, a sound of orderly verses sounded, attracting the attention of many people in the cemetery.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, but found that there were more than a dozen monks coming here.

These monks were all dressed in shabby robes and straw sandals, in stark contrast to the well-dressed monks in Tianyin Temple and Biyun Temple.

In order to represent Buddhism well, the monks of Tianyin Temple and Biyun Temple who came here this time naturally wore cassocks as precious and extravagant as possible.

But now the cassock that is worn on the body to represent identity and status makes these monks feel flushed, wishing to take it off directly.

Without even looking at these well-dressed monks, after walking in here chanting the mantra of rebirth, more than a dozen monks from the Kulun Temple dispersed, and immediately sat down cross-legged on the same spot, chanting scriptures more and more devoutly.

"This...is that Kulun Temple?"

With longing and yearning in his tone, Xi Huai asked Yan Zhiqiu when he saw these monks who were completely unaffected by external objects and immersed in their own world.

"Yes."

Yan Zhiqiu nodded with a complicated expression, looking at Master Xihuai who was sighing, he didn't know what to say.

"So that's how it is, Kulun Temple..."

A monastery has only been established in Xuzhou for a few years. It is a monastery with an excellent reputation, deep love, prosperous incense, and many believers.

This is Jinchan Temple's understanding of Kulun Temple.

For many monks of Jinchan Monastery, aren't these things taken for granted?

Isn't it normal that our Buddhist temples have good incense and are loved by others?