You call this a pilgrimage for scriptures? This is a forced collection.
My name is Wuxiang.
The day the Three Realms Credit Bureau was founded, I was formatted.
By the time I regained consciousness, eight hundred years had passed.
Over those eight hundred years, I possessed eight people.
A demon who refined pills, beaten to death by the Monkey King.
A furnace attendant, silenced in the alchemy chamber.
A condemned official, who received a note before he died.
A monk who ferried people across the river, waiting at Lingyun Crossing for eight hundred years.
They all died.
They died on the pilgrimage for scriptures.
They died at the hands of that “Three Realms Debt Collection Team.”
Now I’m the last one.
I sit at the foot of Spirit Mountain, facing the Great Hall of the Buddha.
A Buddha is enshrined in the hall.
Eight corpses kneel before him.
At last, I remember:
Those eight people were all killed by my own hand.
Because I’m the one who belonged to that debt collection team...
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The different perspective, especially the collection setting, is a bit interesting, and the writing style is also quite antique, giving it a classic and retro feel.