Chapter 259 Master Liansheng, help! How can I save myself? Nozawa stayed in the bathroom for three hours. After his whole body turned almost white, he put on his clothes and came out. Back in the room, Nozawa looked at himself in the mirror and patted his cheeks. The slight pain temporarily freed him from his despair and sadness. No amount of pain or sadness can solve the real problem of what has already happened, but will only make you feel worse. Back to what happened tonight, since it is a supernatural event like an urban legend, if you want to solve it, you can either find a shrine or a high monk. Thinking about what happened on the Internet before, he decided to seek help from a monk. Tokyo and Kyoto are two big cities where it is easier to find eminent monks. Tokyo Rensheng, this is the eminent monk he believed could help him. There were a lot of slanderous remarks against this eminent monk on the Internet some time ago, but this made him feel that this was a truly capable monk.
The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. So what if you destroy temples and exterminate Buddhism? As long as you have the ability and a compassionate heart, you will be the savior you need. At 8 o'clock in the morning, Nozawa took a flight directly to Tokyo. After arriving, call a taxi directly to Weilian Ancient Temple in Arakawa District. Nozawa arrived at Weilian Ancient Temple at around 3 pm, but did not meet Master Liansheng as he wished. Because Master Liansheng was in school, high school. Tokyo Rensheng is actually a high school student! Despite his anxiety and doubts, Nozawa still chose to wait, even though the other party was a high school student. At dusk, Nozawa finally met the controversial Master Liansheng. He is young, handsome, and looks and dresses exactly as described in the rumors. "Master Liansheng, help me!" Nozawa knelt on the ground very quickly. "You get up first." Before he could even pay homage to Mahavairocana, Hiramiya Chiye asked Nozawa to stand up first and explain the situation clearly. "I met Granny Sprint last night. She, she took my calf..." Even though I knew I had to explain everything clearly, I still found it difficult to say the words. After Nozawa suppressed his shame and described in detail what happened last night, Heimiya Chiye chanted a Buddhist name. "Let's rest for a while." As soon as Pinggong Qianye finished speaking, Nozawa felt the fatigue that he had suppressed coming back and overwhelming his vision.
Ruyi and Takeda Saburo helped the sleeping Nozawa to the monks' quarters to rest. To suppress sadness, pain, fear and other negative emotions and do things first is undoubtedly the character trait of those who achieve great things. But when the snow falls on the branches, the snowflakes accumulate more and more. The best way is to bend down, brush off the snow, and then stand upright again. The person seeking help, whose name is Nozawa, is extremely tired mentally. If he continues to hold on, big problems will easily arise. Heimiya Chiye first returned to the main hall, paid homage to Mahavairocana, and then returned to the side hall. At this time, Ruyi, Takeda Saburo, and Akechi Mitsuhide all arrived. "I didn't expect it to be the sprint mother-in-law." Akechi Mitsuhide smacked his lips softly. The legend of the sprinting grandmother is not a modern one. As early as the Edo period, there was a legend about an old woman who had a big forehead with a black mole on it and waist-length hair. She could run faster than a horse at top speed. In modern times, the story of the sprint grandma has evolved into an urban legend, with nicknames such as the 100-kilometer grandma, the high-speed grandma, and the turbo grandma. In this urban legend of the Sprinting Granny, the Sprinting Granny appears at night and will bang on the windows of the victim's car. It did not ride in any means of transportation, but ran entirely on its own legs, knocking on the glass as it ran. When you turn your head and look over, it will smile at you. According to the recorded legend of the Sprinting Grandma circulating on the Internet, the harm of the Sprinting Grandma lies mainly in its curse. It is said that if you let the sprinting grandma run faster than your car, you will be cursed, either die, turn into a monster, or meet with an accident. But I have never heard that Grandma Chongshang has a hobby of picking people's dicks. Regarding this point, Pinggong Qianye had no idea what the mentality and reasons were that led Chongshang Po Po to do such a thing. Ordinary supernatural beings do not have much intelligence and can only harm people's lives. It was the first time he had seen a supernatural being like Grandma Sprint, who could pick people's genitals. "This urban legend is not easy to solve." Ruyi thought of a very crucial issue. The sprint mother-in-law that Mr. Nozawa encountered this time was in Nagano. The locations of the incidents previously exposed on the Internet were inconsistent, including Tokyo, Osaka, Kumamoto, and now Nagano. Even though Master Liansheng has the ability to subdue demons and monsters, he does not have the ability to clone himself. Now no one knows where the sprinting mother-in-law is. At its speed, once it runs at full speed, it may be able to run back and forth across Japan in one day. There is an even more terrifying possibility. Who says there can only be one sprint mother-in-law? "Akechi, I'll leave this urban legend to you to solve." Hiramiya Chiye looked at Akechi Mitsuhide with a hint of encouragement in his eyes. "I?" Akechi Mitsuhide pointed at himself, then quickly shook his head and waved his hands, indicating that he did not have this ability.
"Are you afraid that your steer will also be taken away by Grandma Chongshang?" Saburo Takeda could tell at a glance what Akechi Mitsuhide was really afraid of. "..." Akechi Mitsuhide was silent for a while, then he became angry and said, "Aren't you afraid of losing your cow?" This time, Takeda Saburo did not refute, as Buddhism teaches people not to tell lies. "Mingzhi, blindly practicing hard will not help you improve your cultivation much, and your temperament also needs to be tempered before you can go further." "..." Faced with Hiramiya Chiya's admonition, Akechi Mitsuhide could only agree with a sad face. It's not that Pinggong Qianye doesn't want to solve this problem, but he doesn't know where to find the sprinting mother-in-law. And he had more important things to do. The death of Chenghai abbot does not mean that the matter is over. His "Fate-Seeing" enabled him to gradually glimpse more clues through Cheng Hai's hosting of this incident. His silence and inaction are intended to find out more blasphemers hiding in the Buddhist community. …… On October 10st at 1 o'clock in the evening, Mitsuhide Akechi drove a white Honda from Nagano to Shizuoka, back and forth, with the song "The Flowing River" playing in the car. On October 10, Akechi Mitsuhide drove a black BMW from Fukushima to Mito. On October 10, we set off from Nagano to Kyoto. On weekends, Saburo Takeda, who did not need to guard the Weilian Ancient Temple, also drove a car to and from the highway tunnel late at night. At 10 . on October 8, Akechi Mitsuhide was already driving through the tunnel as usual. Listening to the song "The Flowing River" played on loop hundreds of times, I couldn't help feeling annoyed and bored. But he knew that this was the training that Pinggong Qianye wanted him to go through. In the past, due to his lack of talent, he gave up on himself and chose to hang out in bars to indulge his desires. He never really calmed down to practice. It can be said that he is the monk who lacks the most in mental cultivation among all the monks in Weilian Ancient Temple. Just as Akechi Mitsuhide was thinking, he suddenly felt that there was a strange atmosphere in the tunnel tonight. He knew that he had finally found the real culprit. (End of this chapter)