Weird Resurrection: I can contact the past

"Ah~"

"That..."

"I can't sleep, I'm looking for Zhang Huaimin!"

"Zuo Yang" scratched his head awkwardly, turned around, and saw the abbot with a fierce face staring at him.

"Did you see anything?"

"No~ I'm just curious about what's in this well..."

"Really? Then go down and take a look?"

The abbot approached "Zuo Yang" step by step, and "Zuo Yang" touched his phone.

"Hey hey hey... Future boss!"

"Prepare to remove me!"

He was about to urge the future.

"Plop~"

Suddenly!

Jing Xin climbed out of the well mouth holding the little monk.

As soon as he saw the little monk, the abbot's face changed, and it was gloomy and scary.

"You! Why are you here?"

"I...I want to change rooms with this donor..."

"Change, change, change! What to change?!"

"Pah!"

Another extremely heavy slap hit the little monk's head.

The little monk immediately lowered his head and remained silent.

"Brother..."

"It's okay, the child is probably scared, go back and "comfort" for two days and he will be fine."

Jingxin protected the little monk behind him and looked at the abbot with serious eyes.

"Hmph~"

"If I had known earlier, I would have found an obedient child..."

The abbot gritted his teeth and finally looked at "Zuo Yang".

"You!"

"You...sleep with Jingxin tonight! Understand?"

Under his sleeves, there seemed to be something bulging.

"Zuo Yang" swallowed his saliva and nodded.

In the dark night, the four men walked towards the [Boarding and Lodging Room].

The little monk returned to his room obediently, while Zuo Yang was dragged back to his room by Jing Xin.

As time went by, Zuo Yang could hear the little monk chanting the Heart Sutra for more than ten times before he stopped.

Jing Xin sat cross-legged on the ground, and when the little monk stopped making any sound, he slowly stood up and looked at Zuo Yang fiercely.

"Amitabha..."

"Donor, you have crossed the line..."

"What?"

"You look kind, but you want to do it?"

"Zuo Yang" looked at Jing Xin warily, and Jing Xin smiled.

"I won't do it..."

"But please don't make any noise, come with me to the well!"

"You're going to lock me up?!"

"Are you afraid that I'll make a lot of noise and attract the attention of the little monk?"

"You're really smart..."

"That's right... That child doesn't need to know too much, and he doesn't need to be polluted by the secular world."

"Just follow me, you'll be fine."

"But... If you resist..."

"Swish~"

A short knife fell from under his sleeves, and the cold light reflected on "Zuo Yang's" face.

At this moment, "Zuo Yang" felt that this guy looked more and more like a gangster.

"Let's go!"

"..."

Walked out of the room silently.

"Zuo Yang" quickly tapped the phone in his arms, indicating what to do in the future.

On his side, Zuo Yang watched the rapidly changing "Jing Xin" with a slightly depressed look.

"When we go down the well later..."

"I'll teach you how to say this..."

"Gibberish" came, and "Zuo Yang"'s eyelids twitched wildly!

"Are you crazy?"

"If I say this, he will hack me to death, right?"

"No, remember, the angrier he gets, the more you have to look him in the eye!"

"Okay...Is it okay?"

"It's okay, at worst, we can start over..."

The voice on the phone disappeared.

"Zuo Yang" was forced to slide down the well and climbed to the [basement] full of women in monk robes.

"Stay here honestly, you will be fine in the short term!"

Jing Xin was about to leave with a word.

Suddenly!

"Zuo Yang" said coldly, "I say...you kind-hearted old man, have you violated the women here?"

"!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking!

Jing Xin's footsteps suddenly sank, and he turned his head, staring at "Zuo Yang" with his ferocious features!

"What are you talking about?!"

"Ah?!"

Like a cat with its fur blown off, he raised the knife in his hand and rushed straight to "Zuo Yang"!

"I ask you, what are you talking about?!"

The silver blade kept approaching, and "Zuo Yang" forced himself to look straight into Jing Xin's eyes.

"I say!"

"You have also done something against your conscience!"

"If not! Why are you so anxious?!"

"You!!!"

"Swish~"

The short knife swung and fell on "Zuo Yang's" shoulder. The pair of stubborn eyes stared at him, but Jing Xin couldn't do it.

How similar...

How similar to the scenes before...

"You...you! How did you know?"

"Clang~"

As if he was discouraged, he threw down the knife and looked at "Zuo Yang" in confusion.

"Zuo Yang" was also confused. This was what the future told him.

What else can be done if you stare at Jing Xin? What did the future find?

On the other side of the phone, Zuo Yang looked at all this with a look of as expected.

From the past to the future, of course, the future can also be used to infer the past.

[Human-headed Snake] is Jing Xin. His human-faced snake body means that he must have done lustful things.

The desire for anger, you can imagine how explosive this old guy's temper is.

But...

[Human-headed Snake]'s weakness is to look directly into its eyes.

So...

By the same token, what if you look directly into Jing Xin's eyes?

Everything is connected.

The essential reaction of people and desires is completely clear at this moment. These are all dreams that appeared after the little monk experienced them.

Perhaps, there is no "Zuo Yang" today.

In the next few months, the little monk will also experience this scene.

"Don't worry about how I know!"

"Tell me!"

"What happened in [Izumo Temple]!"

"Also, where did these women and lust ghosts come from?!"

"Zuo Yang" looked directly at Jing Xin, and Jing Xin's face flickered, "How do you know about lust ghosts?"

"Don't worry!"

"Anyway, I can't run away. If you tell me, you can satisfy my curiosity and relieve some of your guilt, right?"

Leaning against the wall, "Zuo Yang" found out.

As long as you look directly into the other person's eyes, the other person will be inexplicably excited and nervous.

"......"

"Hey..."

After a long time, as if he finally couldn't stand his sight, Jing Xin slowly spoke.

"It's all sin!"

"Tell me more about it."

"[Izumo Temple]... Do you know why [Izumo Temple] lacks the word [Temple]?"

"Why?"

"Because, it used to be called... [Izumo Temple]!"

"What?!"

"So these women are actually... nuns?! You! You TM!"

"Zuo Yang" was shocked, Jing Xin knelt down on both knees, and kowtowed to the bones in the [basement] again.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

"Back then, we shouldn't have done that... We shouldn't have..."

"What... did you do?"

Looking at Jing Xin coldly, Jing Xin's eyes drooped, as if he was lost in memories.

"That year... a dozen of us brothers... robbed a small jewelry store..."

"In order to avoid being wanted, we fled to the remote [Izumo Temple]."

"The nun Izumo of [Izumo Temple] thought we were travelers and took care of us very politely."

"Originally...Originally, nothing happened..."

"But...but the daughter of the nun Izumo, Izumi, she...she found our package..."

"Ah..."