Jiangli said, "Just like you're thinking now, I've killed too many people. I acknowledge my deep sins, feel a bit guilty, or maybe it's compensation, so I made Rebirth Plaques for them, a total of 40,000, obviously becoming quite proficient at it."
Xia Xin: "… How, how could this be…"
Jiangli sneered, "What's so impossible? Those are just for the living to see. Once people are dead, what's the use? It's just to make oneself look a bit better."
Xia Xin simply couldn't believe it.
Xun Tianhai was stunned for a moment, then felt something was off, "Abbot, isn't this record inaccurate? If it's truly like you're saying, and you've killed so many people, committing heavy sins, how could you have such high merit?"
Jiangli gave a mocking smile, "Who knows, maybe after killing a lot, you end up with merit?"
Xun Tianhai: "…"
Isn't this nonsense?
Everyone knows that committing many killings only harms your yin virtues, how could you possibly have such high merit?
