Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

As rumored by the outside world, before each generation of the charnel ground master passed away, he would leave a will to point out the direction for his reincarnation.

Often, less than ten years after his death, a young man would appear on the snowy plateau, who was born with knowledge and could recite the "King Gesar" with tens of millions of words.

"Even after discovering the reincarnation, it cannot be called the master of burial. It must be brought back by the great lama Tripa of Sangha Monastery in person, and then undergo an initiation ceremony before it can be officially granted the status of reincarnation master of burial."

Zhang Yi asked curiously, "Initiation?"

Pajigesang nodded.

"The Tripa will lead him into the Great Sun Hall of Sangga Monastery for an initiation ceremony in the presence of many high-ranking monks and the four chieftains. Three thousand six hundred prayer wheels will be turned to awaken his past divinity."

Zhang Yi was completely confused as he didn't know much about religious studies.

"Could you please be brief? I don't know much about the religious culture of the Snowy Plateau."

Zhang Yi said with a smile.

Pajigsang paused and smiled helplessly.

"Okay, I'll keep it short."

From the day the world was frozen, the snowy plateau encountered a huge famine, and countless people in the snowy plateau died in the cold wind.

The Lord of the Charnel Ground, who is the guardian deity of Tantric Buddhism, prayed to the Buddhas in heaven.

He wore coarse clothes, with his body exposed, his hair loose, and barefoot, and kowtowed along the snow-capped mountains. He also personally turned the 3,600 prayer wheels at the Sangjia Monastery, praying for the Buddha's protection.

"When I was young, I received a Western education. Don't be fooled by Lord Chaos. Although I am a chieftain of the Snowy Plateau, I am not deeply devout in my religious beliefs."

Paji Gesang smiled with some shame and said, "Although the undertaker's actions were touching, I didn't believe that any miracles would happen at the time."

"But," he changed the subject, his eyes becoming pious, "on the day he prostrated himself on the mountain path, praying to the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the Great Sun Hall of Sangjia Temple, we all witnessed a miracle!"

His voice was filled with incomparable piety, and even his fat face seemed to be filled with a layer of precious light.

"The Snow Mountain, which had been silent for many years, now blooms with brilliant Buddha light at midnight!"

"I saw the clouds rising from the Sangjia Monastery, and the master of the funeral standing in the clouds, like a god or Buddha."

"He possesses extraordinary strength, even dispelling the snowstorm with a wave of his hand!"

Zhang Yi remained silent and listened to the story told by Paji Gesang.

This is simply hard to believe and is completely a rumor in strange stories.

But when Pajigesang himself said this, people had to believe it.

"You mean to say that the gods and Buddhas protected him? Or maybe he himself is a god or Buddha, and is really the lord of the cemetery who has been reincarnated?"

Zhang Yi stared at him and asked slowly.

Pajigesang nodded.

"Yes! In the past, I didn't believe this either, even though I grew up listening to these stories."

“But now, I firmly believe it.”

"And there are such records in the scriptures passed down by our ancestors."

"When King Gesar, who represents light and justice, returns, the Demonic Kingdom will reappear on earth!"

"The Great Snow Mountain will collapse, the seal of the Demon Kingdom will loosen, and disaster will invade the world from the abyss. The world will also enter a new reincarnation!"

Zhang Yi listened silently to the legend told by Paji Gesang, appearing calm on the surface.

It's just a legend. Paji Gesang deliberately created a mysterious and dangerous atmosphere, but Zhang Yi didn't buy it.

Seeing this, Pajigsang took a deep breath and then squeezed his fat body back into the chair.

"Do you think these things are absurd?"

Zhang Yi nodded: "A little bit."

Pajigesang sighed, looked up at the ceiling, and said slowly, "If it were in the past, I would have thought so too. But now the many changes in the world have changed my view."