Deep in the middle of the night, the desolate grave is bloody!

This scene, no matter how you look at it, looks like a ghost.

"Damn, I can get SSR every time the Onmyoji draws cards, so good luck, how can I decline like a grandson in the Tang Dynasty?"

"Well, I seem to be a grandson ......"

Lu Xin scolded himself for being unlucky, and then immediately extinguished the torch and hid in the grass on the side. After experiencing the ordeal of his cousin leaving and Grandpa Tu's death, Lu Xin is more or less mature than children of the same age. In case of trouble, you won't be so flustered.

At this time, lying in the dark grass, Lu Xin, who was slowly calming down, suddenly remembered what happened in the Chenghuang Temple in Xiaoxi Town seven days ago. Although I was scared and confused at the time. But now that I recall it, the figure on the grave in the distance is very similar to the person who grabbed Lu Tingfang at that time. It was also all black gas, and the blood was full of light.

"Onmyoji, Onmyoji...... At that time, I seemed to have heard this word more than once in the City God Temple. Damn, I'm a pig brain. What kind of martial arts these people use, it is clearly a spell. Damn, did the Tang Dynasty really have an onmyoji? ”

Many painful memories are instinctively closed by human beings. But once one of these things is figured out, then the whole logic will be connected. At this time, Lu Xin was like this, he suddenly understood why his cousin Lu Tingfang would leave him and go to Chang'an with that person.

Onmyoji! In 2018, these three words were just characters in mobile games. But in ancient times, in the Tang Dynasty, it was a group of real people.

Lu Xin was a little excited. It's like seeing a miracle, seeing a world that I've fantasized about countless times.

"I remember...... The backstory of Onmyoji takes place during the Heian period in Japan. At that time, I also checked on the Internet, in 794, Emperor Hengmu of Japan moved the capital from Nara to Heiankyo, and this history lasted until 1192, which is called the Heian period. In the Tang Dynasty, the Xuanwumen Incident was talked about in history textbooks...... Although I can't remember it clearly, if we count from 627, when Taizong of the Tang Dynasty ascended the throne, it is about three hundred years...... This also coincided with the Heian period for hundreds of years! ”

Lu Xin didn't study well, and he couldn't even remember the content of the text. But he has a deep understanding of the games he likes to play. Now overlapping the background world in the game with the timeline of the Tang Dynasty, combined with everything he saw before and now, a thought immediately popped into Lu Xin's mind. Japan's Onmyoji culture originated in China!

"So, all the wonderful stories in history could have really happened?"

Lu Xin shook his head, a large number of thoughts were chaotic and complicated, which gave him a little headache. However, he didn't have time to think about it, and his eyes were quickly attracted by a round of red sun rising in the night sky.

It was a red-gold aura, to be exact. is like the Buddha in the TV series Journey to the West, there is such a circle of light behind his head. Lu Xin was fascinated by it, and he was afraid that he would cry out with excitement, so he quickly covered his mouth.

"I went, and when I arrived at the mass grave in the middle of the night, I was not afraid, but I was also a little excited. When did I get so daring? ”

The halo was getting closer and closer, and soon it was over the mass grave. At the same time, a figure appeared in front of the aura. Stand with your hands folded and stand in the air. However, the distance was too far for Lu Xin to see the person's appearance and clothes clearly, so he could only take a rough look, it should be a bald monk.

When the man stopped, the crimson aura on the back of his head slowed down its rotation. Faintly visible, it was an orderly arrangement of talismans, flying in the air. At the same time, the figure on the grave stood up. The blood light around his body gradually faded, and from a distance, it seemed that there was only one arm.

"Oh, there are eight Bodhisattvas in Ember Mountain, which one are you? actually chased from the South China Sea to Yuezhou, I can't help but look up to me Zhou Dian too much! ”

"Amitabha, the poor monk's Dharma name is Huijing. Lord Zhou was riddled with evil consequences, and the Nine Poisons Gate was deeply murderous, so he had to come. ”

"Hmph, it turned out to be the Moonlight Bodhisattva. Okay, monk, it's just you and me here, don't be coy. My Nine Poison Gate is deep in the middle of the Bazhong, what does it have to do with your Ember Buddha Mountain, and you want to kill them all to such a situation? This is not your South China Sea, you use the talisman to control the sky, you are not afraid of being too ostentatious, sitting here? ”

"The Nine Poisons Gate naturally has nothing to do with this temple, but since the cause has been planted, the fruit must be returned. A year ago, the Northern Zhou Dynasty Onmyoji stole my Ember Buddha Mountain's superior exercises to hide the scriptures. Sixty years later, the disciples of the Nine Poisons Sect stole this book from the ancient tomb of Yacheng and returned it to the temple from Angelica. The poor monk saw that Zhou Shizhu was seriously injured and broke his arm, and he was unwilling to take advantage of the danger. Lord Zhou also asked to return the scriptures, and then cut himself. ”

"Hahahaha, what a dead bald donkey. You are here to ask for Lao Tzu's life, and you still lick your face and say that you don't want to take advantage of others? Ember Buddha Mountain...... I think you monks are the ones who kill the most evil. I don't know what the Jizo Sutra is. Even if you kill me, you won't. ”

"Amitabha! The donor's karma is too deep, and he is stubborn, so he blames the poor monk for killing. ”

The moonlight bodhisattva didn't say much, and pronounced a Buddha name, and two burning red lotuses were immediately reflected in his pupils. At the same time, the aperture behind the head spun rapidly again. Zhou Dian barely reacted, and a large number of red-gold Buddhist mantra seals fell above his head.

One after another, the spell marks were like swords and shadows, breaking through the darkness of the night sky. Although Lu Xin was far away, he could still hear the sound of the air being torn apart by these spell marks. He didn't know what a powerful force it was, but the guns of modern society would never be able to do that.

"Red Lotus Great Compassion Seal! Dead bald donkey, even if the deity is broken bones, he will pull you to be buried with you! ”

Zhou Dian cut off his arm in the City God Temple and escaped with a robbery rune, and was already seriously injured. Although he used secret methods to heal his wounds in the mass grave for seven days, it was far from the time to heal. At this time, he knew that he would die to the Bodhisattva of the Ember Mountain, but he was not afraid. Seeing the curse mark falling, he slammed a fist into his chest, spurting out a large amount of blood in the air.

The bright red blood changed when it was in the wind, and as Zhou Dian recited the spell, hideous giant insects appeared in the void. These insects are black and red, with fangs and claws, and make a piercing scream. The curse mark descended by the Moonlight Bodhisattva was completely blocked.

"What a spell! It's a pity that the donor's cultivation is insufficient, and he enters the demon path. As soon as this trick comes out, even if the poor monk doesn't kill you, you won't be able to live anymore. ”

"Hmph, you don't have to worry about life or death. Ember Buddha Mountain holds its own superior teachings of Buddhism, and vainly speaks to transform sentient beings. It's a pity, it's just a group of evil ghosts who don't quit killing, what's the difference between them and my Nine Poison Sect? Now Li Shimin is in charge of the dynasty and reuses the monks of the Pure Land Temple. Archmage Xuanzang has been on the court and wants to travel to the west to seek the law. With his cultivation, if he attains the Mahayana Buddhism of Nalanda Temple, he will be able to understand the true meaning of the Three Tibets. You have no embers of Foshan, after all, it is just a crooked and evil way, not an orthodox Buddhism. ”

"One elaboration, whether sentient beings have Buddha nature or not. One burns all good roots, and the other has mercy on all living beings. The things of this world are like dream bubbles, like dew and electricity. It is not surprising that all doctrines are controversial. But when he went to the Western Soil, there was the Great Desolate God Sect, the barrier of many tantric sects, and there were thousands of mountains and rivers away, how could he get there? Zhou Shizhu's limit is approaching, and he is still vain and demagogued, and there is a big sin! ”

The Moonlight Bodhisattva was obviously angry, and although the tone of his voice had not changed, the red lotus in his pupils suddenly turned into a raging fire. The moment he finished speaking, he pressed down with a palm, and all the talismans on the back of his head condensed into a huge Buddha's hand under the dazzling golden light. With a "boom", Zhou Dian was covered by the Buddha's hand and turned into ashes in an instant.

The Bodhisattva's wrath is terrifying!

The monk lost his aperture and fell from the sky. He seemed to be looking for something, and walked around for a moment, but found nothing. Soon, this bodhisattva from the South China Sea Ember Buddha Mountain is gone. Melted into the boundless darkness, and I don't know where to go. Lu Xin was very cautious, and lay on his stomach in the grass for more than ten minutes before daring to get up.

"I'm Di Niang, this monk is also very powerful, people say kill it. I don't know what the two of them talked about, but that guy almost killed Brother Tingfang, and he deserved to die. ”

Lu Xin let out a long breath, and wanted to go back after fetching water. But the moment he turned around, a thought suddenly popped into his mind. When you play the game by yourself, you have something to pick up when you kill monsters. The other party is a powerful onmyoji, so there will always be something left behind after death, right?

"The monk obviously came to ask for something, but he didn't seem to find it. I have to go over and have a look, in case I leave some gold, silver and jewelry, I can go to Chang'an to find Brother Tingfang." Yes, people are dead anyway, what are you afraid of? With money, look at how the surnamed Feng bullies people. ”

As the saying goes, support the bold and starve the faint-hearted. Lu Xin, who is almost in a desperate situation, can be described as extremely courageous. As soon as the thought flashed through his mind, he immediately crossed the mountain stream and ran into the mass grave. The wind around him was gusting, and Lu Xin had no torches, so he could only move slowly through the dim moonlight. The deeper he went into the mass graves, the more terrifying Lu Xin felt, as if ghosts would emerge from those graves at any time.

"It is said on TV that people die for money, birds die for food, and it seems that it is me."

In fact, Lu Xin regretted it as soon as he ran into the mass grave, but he still gritted his teeth and held on to his destination. At this time, the mound that had been standing had been shattered into loess and countless stones. There was nothing to see but ashes on the ground, not even a drop of blood. Zhou Dian died very cleanly, so clean that he didn't leave a copper plate.

Lu Xin was a little disappointed, glanced back at the way he came, and suddenly felt that the future was dark.

"Damn, it's not good if people die. You can save some money, maybe I'll be able to give you incense sticks in the future! ”

Lu Xin scolded, so angry that he couldn't help kicking the stone pile next to him. Then a "boom" was heard, and a large number of stones rolled to the ground. Lu Xin hurriedly raised his feet to dodge, and then looked down. There seemed to be something in the stone, faintly shimmering under the night sky.

"What is this?"

Pushing aside the remaining stones, Lu Xin picked up something. It is about twenty centimeters long and two fingers wide. The hand feels like a polished bamboo tube, but the surface is bright silver, and it looks like some kind of metal material. At this time, Lu Xin was so eager to see the gold and silver belongings, he didn't care what was in his hand, and directly opened the lid of the bamboo tube.

There was a piece of cloth inside, a large piece of rolled silk fabric, to be exact. The material is light and smooth, and you can even feel the temperature when you touch it. Lu Xin spread out this piece of what was suspected to be brocade, with a lot of words densely written on it, and more than a dozen portraits of talismans, which should be a book with a special material. He didn't know much about ancient texts, but he seemed to recognize the title of the book.

"Dharma, good ...... Burial scriptures? ”