There are three types of people who are the most representative in the Dongying Jianghu, the onmyoji, the samurai and the entertainer.

Among them, the Onmyoji inherits many ancient witchcrafts, among which the most stealthy arts. Fog, water, fire, earth, light, and so on.

The most aggressive magic is Shikikjutsu and Evil Descent, the former is said to be a kind of evil art that raises spirits and kills people, and the killing method is to create a terrifying illusion in the target's mind, and the final victim is scared to death. The latter is mainly through the hair and blood to spread a kind of insect pest, the practitioner masters a kind of insect insects, divided into mother and child, first get the victim's hair or blood, pinch the dead insects and mix together, the mother insect senses the breath of the death of the subworm, will look for the victim for revenge.

The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department has set up a Yin-Yang branch to deal with such criminals.

A very small number of clever people can also use a killing technique, that is, to kill people with music.

In martial arts, there is a saying that the Tianyin faction uses the Heavenly Demon Qin to exert the eight tones of the heavenly dragon to spread the internal force to kill people invisibly. This is a family imagination, but in the old rivers and lakes, there are indeed people who know how to use music to kill or save people. The ancients said that the eyes are born to the body, but the ears belong to the soul. Killing people with music is terrifying, but it is actually a kind of hypnosis. There is a record of this in Liu Changfeng's own Changfeng miscellaneous notes.

Good music can cultivate temperament, make people indulge in it, and even affect people's emotional ups and downs. Joy or sorrow. Huang Zhong Da Lu, silk and bamboo strings, fascinating, can also be fascinating. In order to achieve the point of killing people invisibly, the performer's performance level must reach the point of transcendence, and at the same time, his ability to perceive the subtle changes in the outside world has reached the realm of subtle movement and stillness from the heart.

The sound of the flute started, and Li Muye had an extra gun in his hand.

The easiest and most direct way to kill people is this thing, a dummy bullet, which hits the vital point at close range, and no matter how tenacious the vitality of the great master is, he can't bear it.

The sound of the flute penetrated into his ears from all directions like a tide, and Li Muye couldn't lock the location of Kazama's howling.

The air was filled with the scent of fragrant grass and trees, Li Muye inadvertently raised his head and saw a blood-red full moon, and immediately realized that his spiritual thoughts had been affected by the sound of the flute, and slowly closed his eyes.

Shout!

A sharp roar sounded in the air, and a glass bead ejected towards the direction that Brother Ono perceived, and after it was empty, it rubbed against the air and made a sharp sound.

The sound of coming back was not delayed, and Kazama was not in that direction.

In such an environment, people with eyes are not as good as those who don't.

Kazama is not born blind, and Li Muye will not be much inferior to him in terms of perception when he closes his eyes. And Brother Ono's biggest advantage is actually physical skills.

The sound of the flute burst into his ears, masking the sound of Kazama's heartbeat, and he accurately controlled the rhythm of his heartbeat, allowing his whole person to merge with the sound of the flute. Within a radius of less than thirty meters, Li Muye couldn't lock his position.

"Kazama, you blow this flute well, but unfortunately you can only keep it in harmony with yourself, and you can't spare your mental perception to feel my heartbeat and breathing. Li Muye moved slowly and carefully to perceive the surrounding movements, and said unhurriedly: "I often see Dongying women like to, but I didn't expect that your Yin and Yang Great Grandmaster also has this hobby, but your beautiful voice seems to be a little bit meaningless." ”

Brother Ono did his best to insult Kazama, but the other party's flute sound was not chaotic at all, and it still perfectly covered up his voice.

If it is just maintained in this form of confrontation, after a long time, Li Muye will actually have the upper hand. But at this moment, there were suddenly countless birdsong sounds all around, which caused great interference to Brother Ono's hearing.

But that's not the most important attack of Kazama.

Hundreds of birds in the air were looking towards the phoenix, and in the midst of chirping, birds began to spray dung on Li Muye's body.

"Oh, it turns out that your old boy's flute was not blown for me at all. Li Muye said suddenly: "Use birds as your gods, and use bird feces to spread the worms, such a method is probably not as good as you are the Abe family of Fukang Temple, which is known as the Yin and Yang God Clan." After that, he suddenly raised his head and let out a few muffled snorts into the air!

In mid-air, more than a dozen birds fluttered and fell.

In the darkness came a howling cry from Kazama and exclaimed, "Hit!"

A glass bead chased after him.

There was a sudden burst of fire, and with a bang, Kazama Howling disappeared again.

Li Muye chased the direction of the fire and the explosion, but it was still just a black fog, and he couldn't see anything.

"Hehe, he really deserves to be the director of the Special Investigation Office, a man who dares to be a husband and wife with Bai Wufang. Kazama's mournful voice resounded in the dark night: "Even the blood Gu worm can't help you, there is probably no toxin in this world that can hurt you, but it's a pity that I haven't learned sword kung fu, otherwise if you stab you in the back at this time, you will definitely die." ”

"You can't with your mouth alone. Li Muye continued to speak disrespectfully, and said: "You are good at, but you don't seem to be very good at bragging, just your slight tricks are all leftover fur tricks played by my Chinese Qimen, wait a while, see how I dig out your brain after I find you." ”

"Do you think you've won?" said Kazama grimly, "Tonight's show has just begun, and there may be more than one stage, and now when we talk about the outcome of the show, it is not yet known who will kill the deer." ”

Kazama howled and the sound of the flute resumed, still firmly within a certain rhythm.

Li Muye was engrossed in searching while he spoke, but he still couldn't determine the location of this guy.

The sound of the flute is like crying, as if the resentful woman in the boudoir is crying about her fate. Xiao Sheng seems to be telling a story, a lonely woman is abandoned in a building in the middle of the wilderness, the merciless abandonment of a man makes her grief-stricken, and the child waiting to be fed makes her dare not even die, and every night she is tormented by the deep loneliness and loneliness that makes it difficult to sleep. How she longed to meet a strong man to share her responsibilities and warm her loneliness?

Li Muye suddenly felt something, thought of Lu Shaofen, and then thought of Diana. Memories flooded back his mind, and Ono began to feel ashamed. A woman appeared in front of her, and it was the tall and cute Xiaofen standing there, staring at herself with resentment and spring in her eyes. Ono took a step forward, but the woman took a step back, and when she looked at her again, she was already Diana.

"Li Muye, didn't you promise me to bring my daughter back?" She asked Brother Ono in a sinister, angry, resentful, and sad voice between her eyebrows: "I've been waiting for you in Moscow, I've been waiting for you to give me my daughter back, but you fell in love with that female devil, and even did not hesitate to fight for her." ”

Li Muye sighed and said, "I really didn't mean to hurt you, if I could, I'd rather never see you." ”

Diana was sad: "But you already know me, and you have brought me endless hurt. ”

Li Muye said: "I hope I can have the opportunity to make amends to you, I have given you a great career, isn't that enough?"

"Of course it's not enough!" said Diana angrily, "The bitterness in my heart is a sea, and I will never be satisfied!"

"What should I do? What are you going to let me do, so that you don't feel bitter?" Li Muye said strugglingly.

"The bitter sea is boundless, and it is the shore to turn back!" A voice of Huang Zhong Dalu suddenly shouted: "It's better to go back, it's better to go back!"

The sound of the flute suddenly changed, like Sanskrit chanting sprinkled all over the sky.

Li Muye stared at the front in a daze, and a thought suddenly occurred in his heart: If there is no Taoist Buddha concept of heaven and hell, the cycle of cause and effect, endless life, and reincarnation, death is death, death is the result of life, and the extinction of everything is the end of life. What is the difference between dying and continuing to live?

"It's better to go back, it's better to go back, it's better to go back!" The voice was full of temptation, as if it had found a flaw in Brother Ono's heart.

What is the difference between sentient beings and Buddhas and Bodhisattvas? Buddhas and Bodhisattvas know where they come from and where they are going to die; ordinary people don't know where they come from and where they are going to die, so they are afraid of death. The Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are clear and clear, this place is dead, where is death! The body is not me, the body is like a piece of clothing, the clothes are worn, dirty, worn out, take it off, this clothes will die, don't want it, and replace it with a new one, so it is not dead!

A sound of Hongdae shining on the earth like a warm sun seems to be sprinkled from the sky.

Let me attain Buddhahood, and the country will have hells, hungry ghosts, and beasts, and will not attain enlightenment.

Let me become a Buddha, a heavenly person in the country, and after the end of my life, those who return to the three evil paths will not attain enlightenment.

Let me become a Buddha, the heavenly people in the country, and those who do not know the true gold will not attain enlightenment.

Let me become a Buddha, the heavenly people in the country, those who are different in appearance and ugly, do not attain enlightenment......

The voice grew faster and faster, more urgently, more irresistible the more it spoke.

Li Muye's heart beat like a war drum, beating wildly with the rhythm of his recitation, and the qi and blood in his whole body burned violently like an explosion.

"What are you holding onto, what are you hesitating about, end it all, you have this ability!" the voice continued.

"I haven't lived enough, I still have people and things that I can't let go!" Li Muye said with a look of struggle on his face, a line of blood spilling from his lips.

"Letting go does not mean leaving, serve my Buddha, you will have eternal life, the kingdom of the heavens and Buddhas, the world of bliss, no more guilt, no more complaints, no more sorrow and regret, all beings are equal......"

"I'm tired, let me ask, who is older than me or the Buddha?" Li Muye's originally flushed face suddenly faded like a tide, and he took a step forward seemingly inadvertently, and sneered: "Old fox, if you don't give you some hope, I really can't find where you are hiding......"

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