"Kid Shi Ziyun! Kid Shi Ziyun! Please pay attention! Your parents are waiting for you at the gate of the side garden! Kid Shi Ziyun! Your..."
Li Fuguang and the little fat man both raised their heads and looked at the small pavilion at the entrance of the side garden.
The monk, also wearing light blue robes, was shouting with a loudspeaker. Next to him was a man and woman who looked very relaxed.
Shi Ziyun immediately smiled, broke away from Li Fuguang's hand and wanted to run towards the small pavilion.
"Hey! Be careful!"
Li Fuguang reacted and grabbed his hand directly.
There are too many people here. This little fat guy might rush over and bump into someone, so he might as well take him there by himself. By the way, I’d like to ask the monk if he’s still looking for volunteers.
Shi Ziyun originally wanted to get rid of him, but after realizing that he couldn't get rid of him no matter what, he gave up the idea of running over.
Li Fuguang held Shi Ziyun's hand and used a little skill to squeeze through the crowd.
Everyone who was pushed away by her felt as if they were being gently caressed and their positions were changed without even realizing it.
Soon, they came to the small pavilion at the entrance of the side garden.
The man and woman took Shi Ziyun calmly and then thanked her.
Reminiscent of the fact that the little fat man said that his home is at the foot of the mountain, and the whole family will come to hang out when nothing happens. It seems that he often gets lost, and his parents seem to be very used to it.
When Shi Ziyun met his parents, he completely forgot about her and pestered them to buy him ice cream.
Li Fuguang smiled and cursed in a low voice. Sure enough, he was still a child, and the first thing he said when he saw his parents again was that he wanted them to buy him something to eat.
After Shi Ziyun's parents took him away, Li Fuguang turned to the monk who was holding a trumpet and wanted to leave.
"Um, Master! Hello!"
The monk stopped and turned around to look at him doubtfully.
"Hello donor, what can I do?"
Li Fuguang scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Are you still short of volunteers? I really want to experience the life of helping in the temple."
"Volunteers!"
The originally expressionless monk's eyes instantly lit up and he beamed with joy.
"We do need volunteers, but we have to get the consent of our abbot. You come with me."
The monk agreed to take Li Fuguang to see the abbot without even asking a few questions.
Li Fuguang, who originally thought he would have to waste more words, was stunned for a moment before following him.
So smooth?
Can you see the abbot directly? Isn't that the most senior monk in a temple?
Li Fuguang felt a sense of unreality, but he quickly suppressed it and followed the monk in front of him, turning left and right, to a side hall.
The kind-faced old monk sat on his knees in front of a small golden Buddha statue with his eyes closed, a string of long beads coiled in his hand, and chanting something in his mouth.
The white smoke from the incense in front of him surrounded him, and the scene looked very divine.
But Li Fuguang felt an aura that frightened her.
The breath of a big ghost!
The moment Li Fuguang stepped into the side hall, she felt like she was in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Endless resentment and hatred surged towards her, making her stand on the spot in fear.
What the hell? This kind of powerful ghost energy can actually make you see fantasies the moment you meet!
It’s definitely more than just ghosts, right?
Cold sweat slid down Li Fuguang's forehead, dripped all the way from his chin, and fell to the ground with a "pop".
The sound of beads of sweat falling to the ground seemed to wake up the old monk who was immersed in his own world.
He turned his back to Li Fuguang, stopped moving his hands, and turned his face slightly.
"Amitabha, Yuan Shun, what's the matter?"
The monk named Yuanshun walked forward from Li Fuguang, stopped three steps away from the abbot, bowed his head, and said very respectfully:
"Abbott, this benefactor wants to experience the life of a volunteer, so I specially brought her to see you."
After mentioning himself, Li Fuguang came back to his senses, walked forward and said bravely,
"Um, hello, my name is Li Fuguang, and I'm here to be a volunteer."
The abbot seemed to have noticed her now, and stood up and turned around to face her.
He is a very ordinary-looking old man, but because he has been immersed in Buddhist scriptures all year round, he seems to have a calmer temperament than other old men of the same age.
Li Fuguang frowned subconsciously. She didn't sense the aura of ghost in this abbot, he should be a living person.
If it’s not this monk, then it’s that Buddha statue?
I heard that some big ghosts like to live in Buddha statues, steal faith, and directly become gods through this method.
I don’t know if there is such a saying in the horror world.
But we cannot let down our guard against this abbot. Sometimes, it is human greed and selfish desires that attract big ghosts to take over.
Grandpa Li in "Jiangtou Village" is like this, using the lives of passers-by to support the mountain gods.
Maybe this abbot is also like this. In order to increase the reputation of Fanyun Temple, he took the initiative to invite the big ghost.
The abbot's bright eyes stared at Li Fuguang, making her feel a little embarrassed.
"Female donor, are you sure? It's National Day these days. Being a volunteer will be very hard. Moreover, volunteers cannot ask for leave unless there are special circumstances."
Li Fuguang immediately said that it didn't matter. She was a college student and happened to volunteer during the holidays to get volunteer hours.
"College students are pretty good. College students are of high quality."
The abbot's words sounded like praise, but Li Fuguang heard an inexplicable pause when he read "College Student" and felt that he was not very satisfied.
College student? The cheapest labor force in the world! How dare you be dissatisfied when I serve as a volunteer for free? !
"By the way, Donor Li, do your parents know that you are volunteering here?"
Li Fuguang was really confused this time.
"I'm an adult. Why should I ask my parents to volunteer? Besides, I don't have parents either. I'm an orphan."
The last sentence of "no parents" was added by Li Fuguang on a whim, in order to make himself look more pitiful, so that the abbot would be more likely to recruit him as a volunteer.
After all, the background of the game is described like this: "You volunteered to stay as a volunteer, but you didn't expect that this was the beginning of your misfortune..." If you don't even become a volunteer, then you will die directly. Beginning?
The words Li Fuguang added at the end really had an effect, and it far exceeded her expectations.
Almost at the moment when he said that he was an orphan, the abbot's mood seemed to suddenly rise and he showed a look of satisfaction.
"Well, since Donor Li insists on your request, let's stay. We will provide food and accommodation here. Donor, how many days do you want to stay?"
Li Fuguang thought for a while. There seemed to be no time limit for the game, and it seemed like it was free play. Let's just make up some random time for now.
"Well, let's do it until the National Day is over."
…
After receiving the abbot's approval, a monk named Yuanshun led her to the Zen room in the back mountain.
"This is the room where donors usually rest. You can stay here first. I'll wait for you outside. You put on your work clothes first."
After saying that, Yuanshun handed her a monk's robe of the same color.
Li Fuguang was dumbfounded.
"Aren't the volunteers wearing red vests? Why are they also wearing monk's robes?"
Isn’t this too ugly to wear?
"This is not a monk's robe. We don't use red vests here, but special gowns to distinguish ourselves from tourists. You can wear it first."
Yuan Shun looked a little impatient, but explained anyway.
Li Fuguang shook off his clothes. It was really not a robe, but a light blue gown.
