C108 Han shan monk

The night was terrifyingly tranquil, the chanting of scriptures in the darkness, the slightly lit oil lamp, the malevolent statue of the Bodhisattva, and the scintillating sandalwood …

When Mu Tu slowly woke up, he discovered that he was lying on top of a wooden bed. He slightly stretched his body, but felt a burning pain.

He heard the low chanting of Buddhist scriptures and looked up