Chapter 540: Pretending to be a ghost

"Your sect leader is dead, and the deputy sect leader has also sacrificed, is it necessary for your Hasen sect to continue to exist?" Xuanyuan asked coldly. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This question took root in the hearts of hundreds of people and began to shake their faith.

The short man saw that the hearts of the sect were fluctuating, and the scene was a little chaotic, and hurriedly shouted: "You are staunch saints, don't be tempted by his words, although the deputy sect leader is dead, I am still here, Hals is still there, and the great Hasen God is still protecting us." We are invincible!"

Hals, that is, the young man who arrested Xuanyuan just now, has some ability, but compared with Halsman and the deputy sect leader, his prestige among the sect is not too high, and the short man is also an executioner to put it bluntly, at this time, telling everyone that they can keep the Hassen Sect with their strength is simply a fool's dream, no one wants to believe them, and no one wants to believe them.

The situation was a little out of control, and the short man looked at the situation in front of him a little helpless. Hals was so angry that he slashed his wrist as if he were slashing. Blood gushed out towards the stone skull. Then the short man did the same, and sacrificed himself.

At this moment, the mutation suddenly appeared, and the stone skull that had been drunk with blood opened its eyes as if it were alive, and a dazzling light emanated from its eye sockets. Shoot right in the middle of this basement. A humanoid projection slowly turned in the light, looking at everyone present.

"You -----," the figure said slowly.

"Oh my God, there are gods, gods are clearly spiritual!" Someone in the crowd exclaimed.

Everyone looked at the figure.

The people present all believe in Hussenism, and it has always been Halsman who pretends to be a god in front of them and makes them believe in the existence of gods, but for them, gods are very ethereal things, everyone believes in gods, but no one has really seen gods.

Seeing this phantom, everyone present strengthened their beliefs and did not dare to doubt their beliefs.

I didn't believe this figure, because it was too much like a projection from a projector, and the voice he spoke just now was like a machine-synthesized voice. The Hussen disciples were excited and had no ability to distinguish, but I, Xuanyuan, and Xintong were sober.

"The mechanism seems to be in that stone skull, and you guys are trying to get close to the skull and destroy the projector. "I used a secret method to convey this sentence to the minds of Xintong and Xuanyuan Benji.

Xintong looked around in amazement, looking for my hiding place, Xuanyuan Mingji was very calm and nodded quietly.

"God, where is our future way out, please show us. Someone asked boldly.

The god's projection shook for a moment, but he didn't speak again.

"There weren't enough sacrifices, and the gods were too weak to answer our questions. Someone said smartly.

"Sacrifice these two spies to the gods!" Someone suggested it.

In the face of hundreds of fanatical Hasenists who had been brainwashed by the gods, Xuanyuan of the Hidden Gate did not dare to act rashly. He and Xintong were carried onto the stone platform without resistance, and at this time they could not protect themselves, and it was impossible to expect them to get close to the stone skull.

While everyone focused their attention on Xuanyuan and Xintong. I took advantage of the chaos to approach the altar, did not dare to act rashly, carefully observed the stone skull, and found that it was really as I thought, not a place where the gods lived, it was really just a man-made projector, and the blood slipped into a preset device in the skull, when the blood volume reached a certain level, the membrane on the surface of the skull would turn blood red, and then the weight made the preset projector start to start. I was not afraid of the bottom of my heart, and when I found the microphone that played the sound, I began to pretend to be a ghost.

"Fellow believers, I'm glad you believe in me so devoutly. I said in the voice of the god Hetian.

My voice rang out in the empty basement, with a heavy echo.

Everyone was stunned, and even the hands holding Xuanyuan and Xintong unconsciously let go.

With a "poof", Xuanyuan and Xintong fell onto the stone platform.

"Oops my ass!" Xuanyuan wailed.

"Ahh Xintong followed closely and echoed.

In front of the gods, what should I do if I make a lot of noise and leave the gods angry?

The believer next to him had an idea, took off the socks on his feet, and stuffed them into Xuanyuan's mouth.

That taste!

I looked straight at it and felt sick to my stomach.

"That Xuanyuan and Xintong are my friends, don't embarrass them. I whispered.

Could these two be friends of the gods? Everyone looked at Xuanyuan and Xintong suspiciously, a little unable to believe my words, but they did not dare to question it.

Eager to save people's hearts, my brain suddenly moved, and one after another heart-clearing mantras were gently chanted from my mouth, washing away the impetuous hearts of the cultists.

Ten minutes later, hundreds of Halsmann brainwashers were awakened by me. They felt their minds purified like never before.

"Thank you, Lord Hasen!" They knelt before the chief of the altar.

"My name is not Hasen, I am from the ancient East, I am a god of the East, and I passed by here and saw that you were suffering, and I couldn't bear to come and save you. Hasson is a front for Halsman to trick people out of money, and I hope you will wake up and stop playing tricks for the tiger in the future. I continued.

My words bewildered all the Hassons, who could not believe that the Hassans they had practiced for many years were just a hoax, and that the sacrificed lives were just meaningless deaths.

"Now I will help you to open your mind, so that you can see the good and evil in this world. I said again.

The shrewd members of the Huzens began to suspect that someone was playing tricks, and they began to search the entire basement, digging three feet into the ground to find me.

I'm just a gust of wind right now, how can I possibly let them find it.

I didn't care if they wanted to listen to me chant the scriptures or not, I recited them all and recited the improved Diamond Sutra of Master Qingfeng of Tianyin Temple over and over again.

The Diamond Sutra has the function of developing bodhicitta and seeing the nature of the mind, and directly pointing to the original mind to make people understand the essence of life and the meaning of life.

After the enlightenment of the Diamond Sutra, many people sat down on the spot and slowly recited the Diamond Sutra to me in my voice.

Ten, eight sat down, one hundred, two hundred people sat down, and gradually all the people in the entire underground space began to recite the Diamond Sutra. After reading for more than an hour, I asked, "Have you memorized the meaning?"

"Remember!" The basement resounded with the sound of an answer. Everyone has a correct concept of right and wrong in their hearts.