Quick Wear: Guide to the Seven Deadly Sins of Yandere

Xishengyi felt himself being pulled downwards.

My skin and head were about to explode, and every time I felt like I was about to be torn apart in the next second, the gravity would relax a little, slowing down the acceleration.

It was dark all around, and from time to time something flashed by. Every time, Xishengyi would realize it belatedly and become terrified only after it had passed by.

I don’t know how long this cycle lasted, but the scene before my eyes finally began to change.

At first there was a spot of light, and she kept falling towards that spot of light.

The light spot quickly grew larger and approached him. Xishengyi widened his eyes in panic: "No..."

But the next second, she suddenly began to slow down, and then slowly landed on something hard that seemed to be the ground.

Xishengyi was controlled to stand steadily, but he was panic-stricken.

There was the rumbling and hollow sound of chanting all around.

Xishengyi blinked his eyes and finally got used to the light.

She was inside a towering hall. The palace she had been in before looked like a toy compared to this one. The dome of the hall was submerged in darkness, and the sound of chanting came from the arhats or bodhisattvas on both sides.

They have various shapes and forms, some sit upright on cushions with their eyes closed and kind, some stare straight ahead with strange postures and angry eyes, and there are also young Bodhisattvas leaning lazily on the mural behind them, like a naughty student who is impatient with the lecture.

They were like moving statues. Xishengyi's huge movement could not distract them at all. The sound of wooden fish mixed with the sound of chanting formed a mysterious and strange sound coming from the depths of the universe, which made people submit involuntarily but also tremble in their hearts.

There was no end to the gods and Buddhas. At the end there was a dazzling light that blinded her.

Xishengyi calmed down, squinted his eyes and asked: [Hello?]

There was a noise coming from the system.

Xishengyi also felt that his way of greeting was too modern, and tried his best to recall the few costume dramas he had watched, and changed his tone:

[I... pay my respects to the Buddha, no, the ancestor Buddha.]

The sounds of wooden fish and chanting on both sides stopped instantly.

The surroundings were eerily quiet. Xishengyi could only hear his own voice as if it had resonated with everyone, spreading out in waves without coming back.

The Arhats and Bodhisattvas on both sides looked at her with expressions of either compassion or emptiness, and remained motionless.

Xishengyi's hair slowly stood up and he got goose bumps all over his body.

...something seemed to emerge from the light.

Xishengyi stood up straight immediately and folded his hands in front of him.

[Ahhh, he won’t kill me, he won’t kill me, he won’t kill me—]

His mumbling stopped abruptly, and Xishengyi looked at the thing in front of him in disbelief.

It was a - a lonely hand.

A hand that is three meters long, slender and white like a piece of jade, with a string of Buddhist beads emitting a fragrant aroma on the wrist.

It just placed its palms facing up in front of itself in an inviting posture, with a hint of laziness.

Although these hands were the most beautiful she had ever seen, Xishengyi got goosebumps all over her body again.

There is no arm behind the hand.

She controlled herself not to think about what the broken part of her arm looked like, and said in a trembling voice: "Ancestor Buddha...what is this?"

While her voice was still spreading, the person on the other end spoke.

"Come up."

Xishengyi almost jumped up.

If the Emperor of Heaven's voice is 360° surround, then this sound is 3D panoramic surround. The Buddha's voice is gentle like a spring breeze, but compared to that kind of softness, it is more like the nonchalance of being able to control everything without any effort.

Xishengyi looked at the clean hands and then at her embroidered pink shoes.

She stepped on it carefully, occupying only the corner where her thumb was based.

The fingers suddenly moved.

Xishengyi was like a cat with its fur standing on end, warily looking at the fingers that were showing a tendency to close.

"lie down."

The sound seemed to echo in every cell of his body. Xishengyi swallowed and said, "...Ah?"

"Lie down."

There is a clear change in tone from the previous one.

Xishengyi: "......"

She lay down at lightning speed, accidentally touching those fingers while moving, and she quickly retracted her hands and feet and curled up into a ball.

The thumb closest to her moved and began to gently rub her head.

Like petting a cat, or a disobedient believer.

Xishengyi was dizzy with the fragrance of sandalwood, and she just stood there motionless, letting him rub against her.

Suddenly, there were noises coming from the Buddha seats on both sides, and Xishengyi looked up.

But all the gods and Buddhas turned around and faced the wall, motionless.

Xishengyi was shocked.

What is this for?

Zufo's voice was lazy, yet contained some comfort:

"You have experienced the ups and downs of your emotions, as well as the pull of weightlessness. At this moment, your evil bones and flesh are in the most separated state. Don't be afraid. Soon, your evil bones will be peeled off. I will be very light and will not endanger your life."

"..."

The other four fingers began to gather towards her, and Xishengyi only had time to utter a vague refusal before her four senses were sealed.

With only one consciousness left, he felt those soft but cold fingers slowly open up his curled up body, and then evenly distribute them to his limbs and abdomen.