"It's really sad to forget me so quickly!"

Mu Baisheng stood up after hearing this, and his heart began to pound uncontrollably, "This voice...... You...... Aren't you dead, why, how can you still talk to me, where are you, why can't I see you? ”

"I thought I was dead, but I didn't expect that it would be instilled into your body, but don't worry, I'm just a mass of consciousness now, I can't do anything, and when you leave here, I'll disappear too, I think at that time, I should really be dead!" No. 2's voice said slowly in Mu Baisheng's mind. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"How can this be, you appear in my mind now, so what did you mean by talking to me before, you can say it now!" Mu Baisheng was sure that it was No. 2, and after finding that there was no danger to him, he began to ask No. 2 about his previous words.

"I can only tell you, you can't die, I can't say anything else, you can find the answer yourself." Number Two said helplessly.

"Then you run and I have a ghost in my head, it's better to die directly, I can still remember you!" Mu Baisheng roared in his heart.

"Yo, if you want to remember it, you can, just don't burn the newspaper when you go to the grave in the future!"

"How do you know about the newspaper?" Mu Baisheng was a little confused.

"Hmm~ I just read your soul, it's quite interesting, no wonder I can't beat you, it turns out that you were indoctrinated!"

"Hey, do you just enter my body casually, just to read my soul, forget it if you don't pay the rent, with my permission, do you know that this is an invasion of personal privacy?"

"Then what can you do with me!" Number Two said tepidly.

"I ......" Mu Baisheng found that there was really no way to control him, he sat on the ground with a long sigh, and said weakly, "Don't talk, I want to be quiet!" ”

"Okay, I won't ask you who Jingjing is!"

"Nima ......"

"The third game, meditation, the eighth entry, the battle starts now, please get ready for both sides!"

"Huh? Isn't it a life-and-death battle? Why did you skip straight to number eight? Shouldn't they be on one by one? Mu Baisheng got up for unknown reasons, looking at the figure slowly emerging at the edge of the square, still the same as himself, but without weapons, and his face was peaceful, like the appearance of a high-ranking monk.

"Don't be surprised, the other few were killed by me just after birth, this fake monk was born with a divine light protector, I can't beat it, I can only rely on you." The voice of the second sounded in Mu Baisheng's mind.

"What's the situation, it's just born...... What is this, can anyone give me a reliable explanation, hey, and what kind of trouble is this meditation trying to make? Mu Baisheng didn't know how to describe his mood now, since he came here, he found that he had been in a state of confusion, and everything seemed inexplicable.

"This fake monk's attack is an illusion, you better sit down and prepare to fight." After a reminder from Number 2, he stopped speaking.

At this time, No. 8 walked to Mu Baisheng Sanzhang and stood still, looked at him with a smile, folded his hands and bowed slightly: "Donor, poor Dao name eight, font size, it's a pleasure to meet you, please get ready, Poor Dao is going to start the practice, Amitabha!" ”

"Sure enough, it's a fake monk!" Mu Baisheng dug his nostrils and squinted his eyes as he watched as No. 8 introduced there.

A thought suddenly popped up in Mu Baisheng's heart, and he replied in a northeastern accent: "Ah, my name is Mu Baisen, and I live in Baomigouer." ”

Then according to what No. 2 said, he sat down cross-legged, and sure enough, he saw No. 8 standing there with a sluggish expression, obviously not understanding what he said, but No. 8 saw Mu Baisheng sit down, and then put on a kind smile and sat down, and said kindly: "The donor's words are really unfathomable, I don't understand a word!" ”

……

This time it was Mu Baisheng's turn to look at the sky speechlessly, "Start quickly, don't be useless!" ”

After sitting down on the eighth, he tidied up his clothes and knotted the "meditation seal" with both hands.

In his previous life, Mu Bai read some introductions about mudras on the Internet, and knew that this was the mudra made by the Buddha when he entered meditation, with both hands lying on his abdomen and front knees, his right hand on his left hand, and the fingertips of his two thumbs touching.

This mudra signifies meditation and peace of mind, and is said to have been used by Buddha Shakyamuni when he meditated under the Bodhi tree and practiced enlightenment.

In Esoteric Buddhism, this mudra is used by the Great Day of the Tibetan Realm, and is called the "Dharma Defining Seal".

"It is estimated that it is a monk from Taoism, who went to the temple for a while and returned to Taoism!" Mu Baisheng's heart was crooked.

"Sanqing is above, greet the immortals, Nan Wuer Buddha!"

"Buzz ......"

Mu Baisheng was still pondering the monk's origin, and suddenly a burst of intense golden light erupted from No. 8's body, and Mu Baisheng couldn't help but close his eyes.

When he opened it again, he found that there were many Buddha statues in the surrounding space, sitting or standing, forming a large circle, surrounding the two in the middle.

Behind the eighth, there were projections of three Taoist family members, and three pale-haired, pleasant-looking old men were sitting in the void, holding a whisk in their hands, and a solemn and awe-inspiring soundness.

", the eighteen Arhats of Buddhism, as well as the highest Taoist god Sanqing, Yuqing Yuan Shi Tianzun, Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun, Taiqing Daode Tianzun, why can this be invited together?" Mu Baisheng looked at the magical scene in front of him in disbelief.

But before he could realize who the eighteen Arhats in front of him were, suddenly his eyes went dark, and his consciousness instantly fell into darkness......

"The left eyelid is jumping, and good things are coming

Either you want to be promoted or you are about to get rich

The left eyelid jumps that auspicious omen

Even if there is nothing, it makes me feel good

……”

"Who's not going to let people sleep." Mu Baisheng lay in the quilt and touched his mobile phone with his eyes closed, and he didn't see who it was, so he picked up the phone weakly and said, "Hey......"

", you're still sleeping, you drank too much yesterday, what time is it and you can't afford it, isn't it just a loss of a computer, get up, I'll go downstairs to your house." A man's voice came from the other end of the line.

But when Mu Baisheng heard half of it, he couldn't listen to anything anymore, and turned over and sat up, looking at this somewhat familiar and unfamiliar environment, "Why am I here?" Where's the Eight? ”

I closed my eyes and felt it slightly, and found that I couldn't see inward, and there was no so-called spiritual power, no system, no Xiao Yu, and I didn't remember what exercises I had learned, the only thing I remembered was No. 8, as well as the Eighteen Arhats and the Three Qings.

Mu Baisheng suddenly covered his head with his hands and cried out in pain.

"Ah...... It hurts, why do you feel like you've forgotten so many things, number eight...... Who is number eight? Was it just a dream? Ah......h

"Bang Bang ......"

"Mu Baisheng, didn't you get up, open the door, why did the phone suddenly hang up, you won't fall asleep again!"

"It's ...... Meng Haoran's voice. Mu Baisheng remembered this voice, his hair was small, from the first grade of primary school to the society, the two were inseparable good buddies.

Mu Baisheng shook his head, looked down, didn't find the slippers, and went directly barefoot, wearing a vest and pants, ready to open the door.

"Come... Here it comes! ”