Chapter 15: Abstain from sex and be obedient The forest is deep and the ancient temple is hidden. The sunlight shines through the gaps between the tree branches and leaves, falling into the deep forest on the top of the mountain, where several ancient temples with Buddhist chants are quietly located. Inside the Sutra Repository, rows of bookshelves filled with Buddhist scriptures are bathed in sunlight coming in from the windows. The old monk, wearing a light grey cassock, ran his skinny fingers across the books, finally landing on a book titled "Records of One Hundred Demons". Pull it out and open the page that records the information about Qingxuandeng. Qingxuande is a monster that lingers near the gate of the underworld all year round. Suspected to be the patrollers and guardians of the Hades Gate, anyone approaching the Hades Gate will be dragged into the Hades Gate and disappear without a trace. Holding a lantern covered with blue-green paper, the lantern gently turns, emitting a faint blue light that has the ability to capture souls and absorb essence. It likes to listen to stories about the human world, with a preference for weird stories and gossip.
It often arrives in the human world through lanterns lit in people's homes, causing a series of tragedies. The old monk turned another page with his skinny fingers. On the back of the book, there was a not-so-obvious picture of Qing Xingdeng. A towering and mysterious gate to the underworld stands in a misty world shrouded in gloomy air. Qingxuandeng, the legendary monster, holds a green lantern, and his figure is looming in front of the gate of the underworld. Its specific appearance cannot be seen clearly, but it should resemble a human figure. At the end of another page of the book, it is clearly recorded that the great monster Aoandon died during the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons in the Heian period. The person who recorded this news was Abe Haruaki, a famous Onmyoji from the Heian period. He also used Yin-Yang to separate the body of the great monster Aoandon. As to why this should be done, the book does not clearly mention it. "Qingxuandeng, the guardian of the gate to Hades." "If it really comes back to life, does that mean the underworld is about to open again?" "Amitabha, this is a disaster, not a blessing." The old monk put "Records of One Hundred Demons" back to its original place and walked out of the Sutra Library. Facing the rising sun, squinting eyes. Then he walked to the shade of the woods, took out the latest Apple phone from his pocket, dialed a number, and turned on the speakerphone button. Soon, a young voice that had just woken up came from the other end of the line. "Master, it's not okay to make harassing phone calls so early in the morning." The old monk smiled kindly and put the microphone hole of the phone to his mouth. He took a deep breath, his cheeks slightly puffed up, and he let out an authentic Buddhist lion's roar.
The deep and powerful roar of a lion, like a powerful subwoofer, was thrown from one end of the phone to the other. I could vaguely hear a panicky voice and someone falling to the ground from the bed coming from the other end of the line. The old monk was very satisfied with the effect and held the phone farther away. Soon, a burst of rapid and angry complaints came from the other end of the phone. The old monk leaned his back against the tree trunk, admiring every leaf above his head. After the complaints gradually died down, the old monk brought the phone closer and said slowly, "There is something I need you to take care of." "No! I definitely won't go!" "The great monster Qingxuandeng seems to have resurrected. Investigate this matter thoroughly." "Haha, Master, do you want your disciple to die so much?" The old monk looked calm and said, "If there are no clues, you can try to find Master Liansheng. He should be living in Tokyo." "Master, your disciple is not a detective!" "Abstain from sex, be obedient, and don't force me to call you by your Dharma name." "..." There was a brief silence, and just as another angry roar was about to come from the other end of the phone, the old monk had already hung up the phone. Tokyo, Shinjuku Kabukicho. On the fifth floor of a luxuriously decorated nightclub, there is a 200-square-meter luxurious room. Hase Shuichi, lying on the ground, looked at the phone that had been hung up and let out a long sigh. His ears were still buzzing, with the sound of the Buddhist lion's roar lingering. What is that old guy doing! For no reason, I was asked to investigate the mystery of the resurrection of the great monster Aoandon. He didn't even check whether his apprentice had the ability. Did he really think that a slide tackle could easily solve the big monster Qingxuande? Master Liansheng, where did this enlightened monk come from? Hase Shuichi changed his position and continued to lie on the floor. He waited until his chaotic mind gradually calmed down before he stood up and walked to the closet. She took off her black studded denim jacket that she hadn't had time to change into last night due to a hangover, removed the large earrings on both sides of her earlobes, and put on a bright yellow cassock. After touching his smooth head, Hase Shuichi went to the bathroom to wash his face. He left the room and came to the underground garage. He glanced at the luxury cars in front of him for a while and chose a more plain black BMW. …… Shiraishi High School, Photography Department. In a conference room, several members of the photography department gathered here.
In the center of their sight was a pile of photographic equipment. Four SLR cameras, two sports cameras, and a dozen lenses. "How do you think we should deal with this matter?" The president of the photography club, Yasushi Hiratani, tapped the table with his right hand a few times to attract everyone's attention. "President, I think it's not a bad idea to stay. After all, this is a phenomenon that is very worth studying." "Yes, yes, President, this is a good thing." "Other departments heard about this and came to us to borrow photography equipment." The male members all spoke up at the same time. "No! It must be destroyed!" "Such a disgusting thing must not be kept!" "Don't think I don't know what's going on in your mind, you perverts!" The female members strongly opposed it, and some even slammed the table. Pinggu Kang took off his black-framed glasses and slowly cleaned the lenses with a lens cloth. He put his glasses back on after listening to the male and female members express their opinions. Currently, their photography department is facing the biggest crisis since its establishment. If not handled properly, it will not only alienate all members, but will also further aggravate conflicts in relationships between men and women. Even worse, it may attract the attention of the school. "President, if you don't destroy these photographic equipment, we will report it to the school, or even to the police, saying you are violating privacy rights without permission!" Several female members spoke out together and issued a final ultimatum to Pinggu Kang. "We will never do anything illegal, please keep this in mind." Ping Gu Kang said slowly: "As for whether to destroy this pile of photographic equipment, I think we should calm down first and find out the truth behind it before discussing whether to destroy it." Seeing that the female members seemed dissatisfied, he added: "This is the property that our photography club has slowly accumulated since its establishment. It is the solemn entrustment of our seniors to us. We cannot handle it carelessly." "Moreover, if we can't solve the problem completely at the source, and if the newly purchased photographic equipment also exhibits the same symptoms, then won't our photography department be disbanded?" After comforting the female member, Pingu Yasushi glanced at the male member who was obviously agitated. "Until the matter has been thoroughly investigated, no one is allowed to use these photographic equipment without authorization." "Put aside those little thoughts in your mind. This behavior is a serious crime." "I don't want to see any of my members go to jail because of this." After the male members gradually restrained the happy expressions on their faces, Pinggu Kang drank a sip of warm water in the thermos. "But, Minister, we have no way to deal with such supernatural events, right?" Some people asked key questions.
Pinggu Kangxuan tightened the lid of the thermos cup and looked towards the door. "Professional matters should be left to professionals." "In order to resolve this matter, I have reached a consensus with President Horii of the Supernatural Society. President Horii will send a member to help us deal with this emergency." "In return, we need to help photograph and promote the member's family temple." dong dong dong. It was the sound of someone knocking on the door. "Go open the door, our foreign aid should be here." The member closest to the door stood up and opened it. Hiramiya Chiya's figure slowly came into view of everyone in the photography department. "Hiramiya-san, welcome to the photography club." Pingu Yasu finally had a smile on his face. (End of this chapter)