This story is also known as [The Ancient Temple's Foolish Lovers]
A military camp prostitute and a monk's story.
If I could live again, I would never spend my days beside the Buddha's lamp.
If I could live again, I'd slaughter the whole world if that's what it took to take you far away.
I can only hate that there will never be another chance.
A single defeat left her a camp prostitute, used by thousands and bedding countless men.
A war that destroyed a nation and its people drove even the temple monks into the military camp.
What does it matter if I'm a monk? What use is the Buddha? What does it matter if I'm a prostitute? It's all just passing clouds in a single lifetime...
How can people find a way to have it both ways, staying true to the Buddha and faithful to the one they love?
It's rare for two people to love each other: one is a camp prostitute, the other a monk.
The monk isn't made of stone, nor is she without a heart. She was simply born a woman.
This story has a tragic ending and updates irregularly. It won't be updated every day like my previous stories. This is about a camp prostitute and a monk who disguises herself as a man. If that's not your thing, don't read it.
Looks good, please update, ya ya ya ya
I have a special love for this article. I wonder if the author can come back and fill in the gaps?
It's been a year and there's no update yet
It's been a year and there's no update yet
I'm so excited that there is such a beautiful article. Please continue writing when you have time. It's really beautiful.
This... Hasn't been updated for almost a year, right?
Dad, when will you come back?
Unwilling to give up, I came back to watch it, but there was no update... I was disappointed...
I like the character, but it's a shame
Let me tell you quietly, I really like the character in this article.