Synthesis of Terror: On the One Thousand and One Ways of Death of the Protagonist

Shennen Temple is a very famous temple in Japan. It is rumored that the Bodhisattva here is very effective, so many believers go to Shennen Temple.

After digging up the information about Shenen Temple from Xiaobayashi Shunsuke's memory, Qin Yue tightened her clothes from the garbage dump and headed towards Shenen Temple.

In the past, Kobayashi Shunsuke didn't believe in ghosts and gods, and scoffed at the rumors about Shenen Temple, but at this time, Shenen Temple became Qin Yue's last straw.

Her body is entwined with resentment, no matter where she hides, Kayako will find her, now she has no way to compete with Kayako, only keep running away, as long as she survives for two days, she will succeed.

After a day of tossing and rolling in the garbage dump, the smell on Qin Yue's body can hardly be described in words, but she doesn't care about taking care of herself at all, her life is almost dead, so how can she care about her appearance? ?

It was almost noon at this time, the sun was shining on his body, and it was warm, and the biting coldness on his body seemed to have weakened a lot.

Walking among the bustling crowd, because of Qin Yue's obvious appearance of a scavenger, the people around her were far away from her, for fear of getting the terrible smell of her.

Stared at by those eyes of contempt and disgust, Qin Yue didn't feel anything, she lowered her head and hurried forward.

Qin Yue didn't have any money on her body, so she could only rely on her feet to walk towards the Shenen Temple. Fortunately, the Shennen Temple was built in the suburbs of Tokyo, not too far from the garbage dump. When Qin Yue's feet were about to go to waste, She finally arrived at her destination.

Seeing the majestic gate of Shenen Temple, Qin Yue let go of her tense nerves.

The Shenen Temple occupies a very large area, and the trees planted around it grow very well, lush and vibrant, and the white buildings are hidden among the trees, faintly visible.

Before entering the temple, Qin Yue felt a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere, which dispelled some of the resentment around her, and her body, which was heavy due to the repression of resentment, suddenly relaxed a lot.

This temple really lived up to its reputation!Qin Yue's eyes lit up, and she strode towards the temple.

Those who came to Shenen Temple to burn incense were devout believers. They were neatly dressed, carrying large and small bags of incense candle offerings, and their faces were full of piety. On the steps paved with bluestone, there was a bang, and soon it was green.

Compared with these people, Qin Yue, who was dressed in rags and was covered in stench, was simply an anomaly.

People glared at Qin Yue and scolded her coldly, saying that she was blaspheming the Lord Buddha and would be punished.

Qin Yue turned a deaf ear to it. Now that she is being hunted down by evil spirits, she has no escape route, so how can she care about breaking up with these people?

Three steps in two, crossed the crowd, and ran towards the temple. The people around wanted to stop her, but the smell on her body was really bad, and no one dared to touch her, so Qin Yue went unimpeded ran into the temple.

In a meditation room of Shenen Temple, the monk in white clothes slowly opened his eyes. A strange red light flashed through the originally black eyes, as fast as a hallucination.

The young monk covered his forehead and let out a low groan. He looked around in a daze, as if he didn't know what happened.

There was a very faint rancid smell in the air, the monk stared coldly, got up and walked out of the meditation room.

After entering the temple, the whole body is surrounded by a peaceful atmosphere, and the resentment on the body melts away like white snow in the sun.

Letting out a long breath of turbid air, Qin Yue glanced at the solemn and solemn hall not far away, and walked towards it.

She could feel that there was the center of the entire temple, and the peaceful aura that could deal with resentment emanated from there.

From nowhere, two gray-robed monks stood in front of Qin Yue.

"Donor, please stay."

Obviously they are people who practice Buddhism, but these two monks carry a trace of hostility that is not easy to detect. Qin Yue stopped and looked at the two men warily.

The gray-robed monk bowed to Qin Yue, and after reciting Amitabha, he said, "Almsgiver, please go back, the pure place of Buddhism, filthy things are not allowed to enter."

Qin Yue's face changed instantly. The two monks had something to say, probably not only because of her filthiness, but more likely because of the resentment she had tainted.

"I can't leave here."

Qin Yue said forcefully: "If you leave, I will die."

The monk remained unmoved and stood firmly in front of her, with neither sadness nor joy on his face, looking at her as if he was looking at a dead object.

"Benefactor, please go back, the filth you have provoked cannot be tolerated by Shenen Temple."

At some point, the dark clouds blocked the sunlight, the wind blew through the treetops, the branches and leaves rustled, and the sound of Sanskrit came from not far away. It should be the sound of purifying the soul, but somehow it made people feel restless.

Qin Yue felt chills all over her body, and the resentment that had dissipated showed signs of gathering again. She stared at the two monks blocking the way, bloodshot eyes gradually filling her eyes.

"I just ask for a place to live, and ask for the master's accommodation. I don't want to die."

Qin Yue lowered her head, gritted her teeth, and remembered Minako's gentle smile. She suppressed the violent anger in her heart, fell to her knees with a plop, and begged.

The monk looked down at the man kneeling on the ground humbly, and his heart was hardened. They had seen too many such people, and they couldn't feel any sympathy.

"Life and death are fate, please come back, benefactor."

The heart became colder inch by inch, Minako's smile reappeared in her mind repeatedly, the resentment that had disappeared around her body regrouped, even more intense than before, and almost formed a substance, the kneeling man was stiff, his throat seemed to be The sound of a human being is not human.

There seemed to be black air spreading in the temple, and the Sanskrit voice in the main hall was getting louder and louder, but it seemed that the black air could not be suppressed, and the originally peaceful and peaceful temple became a little more fierce.

The crowd who had been watching seemed to have sensed something was wrong, and they all dispersed in a short while, leaving only the three of them in the wide square.

Sensing Qin Yue's change, the expressions of the two monks changed slightly, and Qiqi took a step back.

The Grudge...

With such strong resentment, it is a miracle that this person survived until now.