Chapter 303 — The Deep Valley and the Precipitous Chasm
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
Soon they came to where the chanting came from, and saw two white-browed monks in yellow robes sitting cross-legged on a stone wall. Two niches had been carved into the wall, and in these the monks sat, their long eyebrows drooping past the niches' edges. From their bodies came a ceaseless flow of Buddhist sound, and a Buddha-light that flickered bright and dim, holding back the surging tide of demonic qi.
"Monks from the Great Thunder-Sounding Temple!" Shen Mu said in surprise.
"They're already dead?"
The white bat brothers were surprised as well. Fu Yuqiu said, "These two bald donkeys came here, and they were of very high ability. They said they were under the Tathagata's orders to help us suppress the disturbances of the Nether Capital and keep its creatures from escaping to harm the living. We weren't too happy about it, but we couldn't beat them, so we let them stay here. They have sat here more than ten years and helped us a great deal. Several times, when the seal was on the verge of breaking open, it was their doing that held it fast. We never thought they would still die of exhaustion..."
Fu Yuchun sighed. "We used to think they would be delicious, but now we don't want to eat them at all... Just ahead is the ship that fell from beyond the heavens."
Shen Mu looked up, and his body trembled slightly.