The mountains are all ink-colored.

The ancient Buddha's head was stolen by a monster with a human body and a sheep's head. 
The Ghost buried an eye in the Buddha's temple, and from then on, the world's fire was extinguished, and darkness engulfed the continent.
To combat the Ghost' invasion, the gods of day and night were born between heaven and earth.
This is a narrative passed down for generations by storytellers.
What was the true nature of the ancient Buddha, the Ghost, and the wandering gods of day and night on the once great continent?
Perhaps, traces can be found in a troupe named 'Zhou Family Troupe.'
The Zhou Family Troupe,
is a troupe that performs operas specifically for the dead...

Wandering Gods of Day and Night

"These sheep can mimic humans sitting cross-legged in meditation, and they rub their heads against the Buddha Tower as if they possess a soul."


At this point, De Hai pressed his palms together and said, "These sheep have gained awareness and a soul, making them no different from humans. The temple has specially allocated rooms for the sheep monks to rest."


"Where are the resting quarters for the sheep monks? I'd like to take a look," Zhou Xuan asked.


De Hai led the three of them along a relatively smooth dirt path. They walked southeast from the Pagoda Forest and stopped in front of a large meditation hall.


"De Zhong, junior brother, open the door to the sheep room."


A monk dressed in a kasaya obeyed De Hai's instructions and opened the wooden door of the hall.


As soon as the door opened, Zhou Xuan saw a large room filled with sheep—at least a hundred of them.


Chapter 164 Sheep Monk_2