White Bone Evolution Guide

Chapter 21 Worshipping the Bodhisattva

Dark streets.

The security team set up a cordon, and the residents of Qinjia Town all went home to rest.

Li Hongyi was holding a bluish-purple corpse bound with a red rope, which had sharp fangs.

Inside the cordon, there was a rotting severed arm on the ground, with blue threads spreading out like blue veins.

"I'll leave this to you. Take this back with you, and Yang Xi and I will go into the mountains to track it down," Li Hongyi said.

"Thank you for your trouble, Captain Li. Please take care on your journey," Zhang Yu said, cupping his hands in greeting.

Li Hongyi led Yang Xi away, leaping across the rooftops and disappearing into the night after a few bounds.

Guo Jin looked up at the scene and exclaimed, "There is actually someone in this world who is on par with me."

Zhang Yu: "??"

Are you overestimating yourself?

Zhang Yu wrapped the severed arm and put it into a large evidence bag.

Completely unaware, there was a tiny hole in the wall in the distance, like the eye of a pin.

The lights were too dim, the monster had already left, and they didn't have time to pay attention.

The security team boarded the vehicle, ready to leave Qinjiacun.

"So, two monsters?" Guo Jin sat in the passenger seat, slapping his thigh. "Why didn't I run into them? When will I be able to put my skills to good use?"

Zhang Yu, sitting in the back seat, rolled his eyes, feeling extremely fortunate that he hadn't run into her.

Xiao Liu, who was driving, said, "According to Captain Li, there were two monsters. One was stopped by them, and the other was about to launch a sneak attack. Fortunately, Senior Yang took advantage of the situation to retreat and landed in front of the monster, scaring it away. But the question is, how did this monster's arm break off?"

"Was there any movement at the time?" Zhang Yu asked.

"No, oh, right, the two senior students said that someone was urinating nearby at the time, it seemed to be the pig collector," Xiao Liu said.

"Buying pigs? Turn around, I'll go back and check."

Zhang Yu quickly called out to him.

Xiao Liu jerked the steering wheel and returned to the scene of the crime.

"Wait for me in the car, I'll be right back after I take a leak," Zhang Yu said, and got out of the car alone.

"Pee? Is this some kind of auspicious place?" Xiao Liu muttered.

Guo Jin pondered for a moment and said, "It could be to assert sovereignty and deter monsters. I'll go down and take a leak too."

"Using can intimidate? Then I'll go pee too." Xiao Liu also got off the bus.

Zhang Yu arrived at the severed hand and looked at the wall. Under the light of his flashlight, he quickly saw a drop of green blood on the wall.

He took out a small bottle, collected the green blood into it, and stared at the tiny holes in the wall, his pupils contracting slightly.

Toothpicks!

Gu Baizhen has really mastered martial arts to this level?

After a moment's hesitation, he took off his pants, urinated, and used the urine to wash away the smell on the wall and erase the traces.

Turning around and walking to the car, Zhang Yu fell silent.

Guo Jin and two police cars were lined up and urinating.

Do we even need to team up for this?

There's no need to force yourself if you can't pee.

A gust of wind blew by, and Guo Jin pulled up his pants:

"That felt great! This is truly an auspicious place. I feel refreshed immediately after sprinkling the powder."

"He certainly looks much more energetic." Xiao Liu tightened his belt, deeply agreeing, and the other security guards all concurred.

Zhang Yu: "..."

With the wind blowing late at night, who wouldn't want to perk up?

They never taught us in school that cerebral palsy is contagious.

The security guards got into their car and returned, remaining silent for the rest of the journey.

Zhang Yu didn't speak, and neither did Xiao Liu and the others, worried that speaking would ruin the feng shui.

Upon returning to the Xincheng District branch, Zhang Yu got out of the car and said, "Quickly deliver the items to Forensic Doctor Chen. You guys go on patrol, I'll go do the testing."

"call."

After holding their breath all the way, the group finally breathed a sigh of relief and were able to speak.

Zhang Yu opened his mouth, looked at Guo Jin, and wondered if he should return the goods.

……

The next day, at the vegetable market.

Gu Bai was selling pork when Aunt Qin arrived carrying a fragrant gift.

"Aunt Qin, what are you doing?" Gu Bai asked curiously.

"Burning incense, lately a lot of people have been saying that burning incense will bring the protection of the Bodhisattva. Isn't the Bodhisattva the one who deals with ghosts and monsters?" Aunt Qin said, "Now you can't buy incense outside. I've been queuing up since midnight to finally get some."

"Does burning incense and praying to Buddha even work?" Gu Bai found it somewhat amusing.

"Whether it works or not, let's just worship first. It's never wrong to be polite; what if the Bodhisattva really works?"

Grandma Wang, carrying a bundle of incense, said, "With all these strange things happening, who dares to say that the Bodhisattva doesn't exist?"

Gu Bai was stunned. That makes sense!

If even I, the White Bone Demon, exist, what if there really is a Bodhisattva?

"Little Gu, I could tell you weren't prepared. Here are three incense sticks for you. Praying here won't hurt." Aunt Qin handed over three incense sticks.

"Well... thank you, Aunt Qin. Do you need to go to the temple?" Gu Bai asked.

"The property management has prepared incense burners, and there are also some at the entrance of your community. You can pray there," said Aunt Qin.

"Okay, I'll go back and say goodbye." Gu Bai thought for a moment, then added, "Aren't three a bit too few? Should I buy some more?"

The property management company has even put up incense burners?

Are they not afraid of feudal and superstitious policies, even if cults are eradicated?

"They're all sold out," said Aunt Wang. "I'll give you three though."

Gu Bai thanked him again.

As the saying goes, those in power may not remember who gave gifts, but they know perfectly well who didn't.

How did the last White Bone Demon die?

So what if he had no background and was sent by the Bodhisattva to be beaten three times, chased and killed?

It's better not to know. Everyone is worshipping now. If I, the White Bone Demon, don't worship, am I just waiting to be beaten by the monkey?

The pork was quickly sold out, and the people at the market dispersed, all rushing back to worship Buddha.

Main entrance of District 19.

The place was packed with people, all holding incense and worshipping the Buddha.

Perhaps because Bodhisattvas are hard to find, there is a huge picture of a Bodhisattva in front of the incense burner.

It's a damn Gatling gun bodhisattva.

Gu Bai glanced at the security guard, revealing a mouthful of barely three good teeth: "Uncle Qin, why is the Buddha you're worshipping carrying a Gatling gun?"

"It's got a strong murderous aura, and times have changed; we need to give the Buddha a bit of a weapon, right?" Old Qin, cigarette dangling from his lips, wholeheartedly agreed. "It was a collective decision by the property management department, and they voted in the residents' group last night. You weren't involved?"

"I was busy last night and didn't look at it," Gu Bai said. "But it's just a picture, isn't it going to be some kind of Buddha statue or something?"

"Those things are so expensive, the property management company can't afford them," said Grandpa Qin.

"No, the property management has already gone to such lengths, even bringing incense burners, but they're unwilling to pay anything. What about the property management fees?"

"The property management fees belong to the property management company, but this incense burner belongs to the homeowner. Doesn't buying a new one cost money?"

"Isn't property management supposed to serve the homeowners? Where is this service?"

"Isn't this a service? It's like adding six Gatling guns to the Bodhisattva."

"So much property management fee, and all you get is six Gatling guns? Where's the money?"

"You were greedy."

"You're quite honest."

"Everyone has their own sense of right and wrong, everyone knows that." Old Master Qin took out a brazier and threw in a pack of lotus-scented cigarettes.

"What are you doing here?"

"Don't Bodhisattvas sit on lotus thrones?"

"and then?"

Grandpa Qin said smugly, "Sitting on the lotus platform and smoking lotus flowers, wouldn't that be a blessing? It's 40 yuan a pack, I usually can't bear to smoke such expensive cigarettes."

The image of a Bodhisattva sitting on a lotus throne, smoking a cigarette, flashed through the White Bone Demon's mind, and she dared not think about it too much.

Forget it, I'll just stick to the queue and worship the Buddha properly.

I really wouldn't dare to try what Grandpa Qin did.

He glanced at Grandpa Qin, then took out another pack of Hongtashan cigarettes and threw it into the brazier, asking, "Grandpa, what's the meaning behind this?"

"There's no Leifeng Pagoda sign here, but the Red Pagoda is still a pagoda. Let's make do and give the Bodhisattva a place to live."

"Isn't Leifeng Pagoda where the White Snake was imprisoned?"

"Yeah, Leifeng Pagoda imprisoned the White Snake, so surely the Red Pagoda could imprison a little devil too, right?"

The White Bone Demon fell into deep thought, wondering if she should also buy two packs.