He had no idea what would happen to those who were still unconscious back in the square.
Still, he had passed the scripture-listening portion of the Buddhist Assembly. What happened here now had nothing to do with him, so there was no need to worry.
A group of people, led by a Monk, headed in the direction of Yan'an Temple. They were on their way to undergo the so-called "three trials of the heart." As long as they passed, they could enter Great Virtue Temple and become one of its disciples.
Late at night, Celestial Buddha City grew quiet. The common folk were long asleep. The only light on the streets came from the red candles burning by the door of every home, and the air was still thick with the smell of incense.
Everyone left the square, walking farther and farther away until they vanished around a street corner.
Back in the square, the Monks perched atop the pillars exchanged glances before sitting upright once more.
