The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Fangzheng raised one hand vertically and wiped it across his eyes. With a thunderous roar, he shouted. “Physical Eye, activate!”

Meanwhile, the Thousand-armed and Thousand-eyed Guan Yin in the sky suddenly opened her eyes, shooting a golden beam of light towards the back of Fangzheng’s head. At the same time, Fangzheng roared as his eyes emitted a golden glow, and his long-distance vision instantly zoomed in! Fangzheng clearly saw the location where the sanguine light was pointing. He saw the dying Ma Yuan and the poison arrow on the ground, the weeping Tan Ming, Xu Xun who had been pressed onto the ground, Fang Kui who wore a look of horror, and the ferocious-looking Zheng Yuan!

“Wisdom Eye, Dharma Eye, activate!”

Fangzheng wiped his eyes again, making the Guan Yin Bodhisattva in the sky produce another change in divine light. Fangzheng’s gaze instantly landed on Ma Yuan, Tan Ming, Xu Xun, Fang Kui, and Zheng Yuan.

This time, with the Wisdom Eye and Dharma Eye activated, he wasn’t looking at a single person but at the entire group. Instantly, all their sins flashed before his eyes. This feeling was like viewing several indicators with each one indicating another person’s life. Yet, despite the circumstances, he could see and memorize them all! Furthermore, he could see them in detail as he looked at it seriously.

To see the sins of so many people by his strength alone while analyzing their past sins, what kind of divine power was this?

If this were any other time, Fangzheng would definitely jump up in joy, but he didn’t have such thoughts now. His eyes were filled with endless rage!

Fangzheng had never been so mad before. In fact, he didn’t know why he was this angry. At that instant, he felt an extreme indignation, a scream of despair. Also, there were people desperately shouting to him for help. The screaming seemed to come from deep within the soul. It was the pain and despair of impending death that he could empathize with.

Hence, Fangzheng became enraged. All his pangs of fury over the past twenty years were ignited as a result. At that moment, Fangzheng was no longer the boy next door who smiled cheekily and cursed angrily, nor was he that warm and genial clean master. Instead, he was like a furious Wisdom King with flames of fury burning all over him!

The others were still fine, but Fang Kui had committed too many sordid deeds. Just the number of dogs he had stolen and killed by beating and shooting was more than thirty! Fangzheng didn’t object to the killing of life in order to survive, and he even believed that as a monk, he had no right to interfere in how others led their lives, so Fangzheng wouldn’t bother anyone unless the person committed crimes against humanity, but to steal the dogs of others and kill them for money to benefit oneself was something Fangzheng hated with a passion. More importantly, this guy had committed all those sordid deeds while holding the surname of Fang! Wasn’t this tarnishing his surname?

Yet at that moment, Fangzheng had no time to bother with Fang Kui. All his attention was on Zheng Yuan.

Fangzheng had never seen so much baneful aura around a person before! He didn’t have a single bit of golden glow—he was completely covered in pitch-black baneful aura! Fangzheng suspected that this thick baneful aura had never even seen the sparkling of golden glow. This was an evil person who had committed too many heinous sins to count.

When looking at his past, Fangzheng’s eyes turned redder.

Zheng Yuan’s original name was written with a different character. He wasn’t from around Mt. One Finger, but from northwestern China. In fact, his family members weren’t northwesterners either. His parents had moved him over at a young age.

Zheng Yuan had never viewed himself as a northwesterner. In a certain sense of the word, he had never treated himself as a human. His thoughts had been different from others’ from a young age. He enjoyed pouring hot water into ant holes in his childhood, tying baby chicks onto wooden boards and using a magnifying glass to burn them until all their feathers were burnt to nothing one after the other.

At the age of twelve, the village’s farmer caught him stealing. The person didn’t reprimand him and only confiscated what he stole. He even pitied him and gave him a few sweets. In the end, Zheng Yuan poisoned the pig farm, killing more than ten pregnant sows. The family which was already on the path to success was instantly thrown into debt overnight. The family couldn’t accept it and committed suicide by poisoning themselves.

At the age of ten, Zheng Yuan’s family left the village and entered the city. Other students brought books to school, but he enjoyed bringing a knife with him. He made others do his homework, beating them up if they didn’t. He collected protection money daily and beat up people if they didn’t hand over their money.

The matter escalated eventually as a student told a teacher. The teacher summoned him to the office to reprimand him, but Zheng Yuan flared up and stabbed the teacher to death. Then, he sat in the office, watching his corpse while drinking the tea the teacher had just brewed.

Before long, the police came and asked him if he was the culprit.

Zheng Yuan nodded.

The police asked, “Do you know that it’s against the law to kill a person?”

Zheng Yuan said indifferently, “Yes, but I also know that I’m still underage. It’s only murder. What can you do to me?”

The police were taken aback as they glared at him in anger. “You will pay the price for this one day!”

“Don’t threaten me. I’m a timid person. In my fear, I might stab someone else with a knife, just like this dead dog here… This is truly a beautiful misunderstanding,” Zheng Yuan said.

The police took Zheng Yuan away, but due to the child protection laws, Zheng Yuan wasn’t imprisoned. Instead, his family paid compensation before they transferred him out of the school. However, with what he had done, no school would accept him. Hence, he happily entered society. As a murderer, everyone feared him, making him feel that being out in society was better than going to school.

Once, at the age of fifteen, Zheng Yuan had drunk too much. The next day at dawn, Zheng Yuan got up and felt that something was amiss! He was covered in blood. It was the same for his bed and door! He hurriedly pushed open the door and saw his parents lying there covered in blood. There were knives stabbed into their stomachs, their eyes open as a clear sign of the injustice they had suffered.

He didn’t know who had done it or how he had survived. The police came and investigated the case. It was soon revealed that a few of Zheng Yuan’s enemies had come that day, smashed through his door, and a brawl had ensued…

Zheng Yuan didn’t know what happened after that, but after it was all over, Zheng Yuan was left with a jaded heart. He didn’t dare return home, afraid that doing so would rekindle his memories and nightmares. Hence, he left far from home and began a vagrant life.

In the blink of an eye, five years had passed. He had done everything by now—pilfering, brawling, robbery…

At the age of 21, he chopped off someone’s arm and was imprisoned.