In the secret chamber beneath the Hongluo Temple, I finally managed to capture the soul of the One - Eyed Buddha Mother.
I'm just an ordinary mortal. Although the One - Eyed Buddha Mother is an evil god, using the Yin Five Thunder Technique on a deified being that is widely worshiped by the masses would surely bring backlash upon me.
My soul, along with the thunderous aura, was drawn deep into the One - Eyed Buddha Mother's soul body.
Thankfully, I had once been tempted by Si Jiangchen to devour the clone she had nurtured in the hospital.
Now, it just protected me from being assimilated and absorbed by her to become a part of her.
In the core of the One - Eyed Buddha Mother's soul, I saw a dirty and frail slave girl.
She was tortured because she had bitten to death her master's yak. She was whipped with a water - soaked cowhide whip until her skin was lacerated and her body was covered in wounds.
It was not until the man in the cotton robe was exhausted from beating that he gasped for breath and put down the whip. Then he poured some water from the water bag into a bowl and gulped it down.
The little girl's head and limbs were locked in a heavy wooden cangue. The skin on her body was festered and oozing blood. I, like an onlooker, could hear the wailing in her heart.
Trapped by the cangue, she could only look at the ground paved with bluestones, where a pool of blood had gathered. It was the blood that had flowed from her mouth. The man had deliberately avoided hitting her head and face when he whipped her.
"Help me... Who will save me!!"
She stared blankly at the pool of blood on the ground, but the wailing in her heart was like that of a dying wild animal. "All - mighty Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, I beg you to show your divine power! Even when I was herding cattle and doing work every day, I never forgot to chant scriptures and pray. Every copper coin I earned was offered in front of the butter lamps in the temple. Isn't such piety enough? Why do I have to suffer like this!"
The man with the whip rested for a long time and finally stood up again.
When the girl saw the feet in felt boots appear in her sight, she immediately trembled.
"Creak."
The heavy wooden door of the stone chamber was pushed open, and a noisy sound of footsteps came. Six or seven lamas in purple - red robes filed in.
"Reverend, why have you come to this dirty and low - class place?"
The man quickly threw the whip on the ground, clasped his hands together, and knelt down.
"The tribal chief has offered a hundred butter lamps in the great temple. Now he vows to offer a consort to the temple."
The leading lama casually stroked the man's head and then said, "It's snowing heavily and the mountains are blocked. We can't go outside to find a suitable virgin for the time being. I heard from a slave who sweeps the yard that there's a cattle - herding girl locked up here, so I came to take a look."
"Here! She's here!"
Hearing the lama's words, the man got up from the ground, picked up the tiny oil lamp on the broken wooden table, walked up to the girl, grabbed her hair, and showed her face.
"Reverend, look... This is a low - class and dirty woman!"
Under the dim oil lamp, the girl's tortured and pale face was covered in bloodstains.
"You, why did you hit her face?!"
The lama frowned immediately after taking a look and sternly questioned, "How can we offer her to the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas like this?!"
The man was so frightened that he knelt on the ground with a thud and kowtowed repeatedly. "Reverend, no, I didn't hit her head and face. That... That's not her blood!"
The lama still frowned deeply. He glared at the man fiercely, then tore off a plain white hada from his neck, dipped it in the water in the bowl, and wiped the girl's face, whose neck was bent back and head was tilted up.
The bloodstains on the girl's face were the cattle blood splashed when she had gnawed on beef raw before. Now it had dried on her face, forming patches of stains.
As the lama wiped her skin with the hada, the stinky blood and black cattle hair were wiped clean. Finally, the girl's thin and childish face appeared clean in front of everyone.
"Um."
The lama nodded as he looked at her and asked, "Have you ever been with other men?"
The girl shook her head desperately. She didn't know what the meaning of the question from this seemingly noble reverend was, but she knew that this was her only chance to survive!
"Good!"
The lama pinched her chin and examined her for a while, then straightened up and said to the man, "It's her. Release her. We're taking her away."
"Yes!! Yes!"
The man quickly loosened the buckle on the cangue and released the girl.
Immediately, two lamas came over, picked up the limp girl on the ground, and walked out of the narrow stone chamber...
A thick purple mist once again blurred my vision. Without sight, my hearing became extremely sensitive.
The faint screams and moans mixed with the excited growls of men. Countless lewd sounds entered my ears. I was no longer an innocent girl, so I naturally knew what kind of situation would produce such sounds.
Although this was in the boundless void, my face still blushed instantly.
In a moment of distraction, the purple mist dissipated. The magnificent great temple sparkled in the sunlight, looking extremely holy.
However, my divine sense was pulled by some force and flew straight into a meditation room behind the Three - Generation Buddha.
Behind the yellow curtain in the meditation room, three or four naked men were torturing the poor girl on the bed... This was what the lamas called a consort! In fact, she was just a temple prostitute used to entertain pilgrims in the temple!
The girl probably never dreamed that she would end up like this.
The whip wounds on her body hadn't even scabbed yet, but they had burst open again due to the torture. The bright red blood trickled down her pale skin, but it didn't arouse the pity of those customers. Instead, the gushing blood seemed to arouse their animal desires even more. They even dug their long - manicured fingernails into her wounds...
"Can I take revenge on this world?!"
Suddenly, a cold voice came from beside my ear. I quickly turned my head and saw a blood - red single eye in the purple mist, right in front of my face.
Immediately, a faint mist emanated from my body, like a barrier, blocking the blood - red eye and struggling against the purple mist on the eye.
"Can I make them die!!"
The blood - shot single eye turned and looked at the tragic scene in the sea of memories. "Those people actually begged me... to kill them..."
The words of the single eye directly penetrated into my mind, making my heart tremble. She was right!
All those who were killed by the One - Eyed Buddha Mother had brought it upon themselves!
Yang Fan was like this, Zhou Wei was like this, not to mention Song Yixuan, Ma Su and the like... They were all trapped deeper and deeper in their infinite desires and couldn't extricate themselves. Finally, they chose death over reason!!
"The world has ruined me! I will also make this world flow with rivers of blood!!"
The One - Eyed Buddha Mother became more and more crazy. She was not wrong. When she was being tortured, she also had a strong desire. She just wanted to live. No matter how much pain she endured, she wanted to live like the moss under the snowfield!
However, even such a humble wish was not heard by the gods and Buddhas she believed in!
She died, and her fate was even worse than that of the livestock frozen to death in the snow. The final destination of those cattle and sheep was the human stomach, while she was thrown like garbage from the latrine of the great temple into the bottomless abyss!