If "Buddha" is written like this, this person's heart must be full of anger.

But the point is, the candle in my hand has been shining brightly, and there is no intention of extinguishing it.

This...... What's going on?

If there is a person full of anger living here, how can the candlelight not change?

Could it be ...... The person has already been taken away? Or has it already been killed?

I stood on the steps and thought about it for a while, but I never came up with a clue.

Finally I shook my head, intending to go down and have a look.

To see is to believe.

Finally, the stairs reached the very bottom.

It's a big underground space, but what is in this underground space is terrifying.

There are many coffins here, and inside the coffins, there are dead people lying down.

These dead men were men, women, and children, all of whom were different. It was as if coffins had been dug up and gathered here.

With so many coffins placed here, how can there be no evil spirit?

In life, things are often unsatisfactory.

There is always resentment, reluctance, and unwillingness in the hearts of the living.

Therefore, Buddhism says that sentient beings have eight sufferings. Birth, old age, sickness, death, unwantedness, resentment, love and parting, suffering from yin.

Because of these eight sufferings, people are full of resentment when they are alive, and after they die, without the suppression of the body, the soul will become more and more extreme, so it will be transformed into resentment.

However, these grievances tend to dissipate with the dissipation of the soul. When you reach the heavens and the earth, when you are blown by the wind, there is nothing left.

But it can't be here, it's a small space, and resentment should accumulate here, and turn this place into a very eerie place.

But...... How can there be no evil spirit?

I casually placed the candle on top of a coffin and sensed it myself.

Still didn't feel any evil spirit.

I shook my head, picked up the candle, and walked towards the coffin.

At first, everything was normal, and it was as pure as a deserted mountain.

But after I had walked a few steps, a strong wisp of evil aura suddenly floated towards me.

I was startled and thought to myself: there is something wrong here.

I ducked to the side.

The evil aura quickly drifted away. Sink into the darkness ahead. Then it was gone.

Isn't the evil spirit coming at me?

I was slightly stunned.

I took a few steps along the place where the evil qi had disappeared, and in the other direction, another cloud of evil qi floated in.

"Huh? What's going on? "I was standing in the midst of the jumble of coffins, a little confused.

This time I didn't move, I just stood here and waited quietly for a while. A few seconds later, another wisp of evil energy floated over.

At this time, an idea suddenly occurred in my mind.

Are these coffins really disorganized?

Is it because my candles are so dim that I can't see them in their entirety?

These yin qi floated over one by one, as if there was a rule in it.

I took out a pen and paper, walked a few steps with a candle, measured the distance with my steps, and drew a picture on the paper.

Fifteen minutes later, I determined that this was a formation that gathered evil energy.

I only drew a corner of the formation, but I can guess the rest of the part.

Someone here used the coffin to set up a formation and absorbed all the evil qi in the coffin. Gathered at a certain point in the formation.

Because of the effect of this formation, the surrounding evil qi was swept away, so I felt very pure.

In fact, this method is similar to the Wuwang Temple where Bai Zhi is located.

is to forcibly suppress grievances and clear out a clean space.

On the surface, this method seems to be very effective, but after a long time, once it cannot be suppressed, it will erupt completely like a volcanic eruption.

At that time, no one can save it.

I'm not interested in the formation here, but the beads in the yellow have been guiding me forward.

After I followed the beads for a while, I suddenly found that the location of Huangli turned out to be the center of the formation, the place where the yin qi gathered.

This...... No way?

I'm a little uneasy.

A few minutes later, I was already in the middle of the formation.

There was a coffin lying there.

This coffin is very ordinary, if you are not a person who understands feng shui physiognomy, I am afraid it will be difficult to find that this inconspicuous coffin is the heart of the array.

Every few seconds, a wisp of evil qi floated over from the formation and submerged into the coffin.

When I walked up to the coffin, the bead was so hot that it looked like a piece of red-hot iron.

I couldn't even hold it out, so I put it on top of the coffin.

A few seconds later, the bead melted into the coffin.

I took a deep breath and was about to push the coffin open.

But when I put my hand on the coffin, the lid of the coffin suddenly shook violently, and then a large cloud of evil qi gushed out.

I was startled and quickly dodged to the side.

The tremor of the coffin became more and more violent, and every time the coffin lid cracked a crack, some evil qi gushed out.

Gradually, I heard a roar.

The voice was full of resentment, full of anger, as if it was about to tear everything apart.

I was taken aback, if the contents came out, whoever it was, I was afraid it would kill me.

I was in a hurry and hid in a coffin next to me.

When I got into the coffin, I was a little surprised because the coffin was empty.

Forget it, it's just empty. I'm hiding right here.

I lay down in the coffin, carefully lifted the lid a little, and looked outside.

The coffins in the array were still shaking violently, and the frequency of shaking was getting higher and higher.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the coffin lid flew up, and immediately after, a large cloud of black gas came out of it.

After a while, the black qi gradually gathered and turned into a human form.

No, it was the black gas that originally wrapped a person, and this person sucked all the black gas away when he breathed it out, so the person inside was revealed.

The man was wearing a dirty robe, tattered robes.

And the skin of his robe stretched out was very white, as if it were carved out of stone.

I felt like there was no blood in his flesh.

The man tilted his head so hard that his neck turned into an eerie angle.

"Kill ......," he suddenly roared.

Then he strode outside.

He was full of murderous aura.

As he walked outside, I heard him silently muttering, "Kill all, kill all, kill them all." ”

However, when he reached the steps, he hesitated a little.

He stopped and slapped his head vigorously: "Don't kill, don't kill." ”

But after two slaps, he showed his hideous face again: "If you want to kill, you must kill, you must kill them all." ”

Now he is compassionate and compassionate at one time, and fierce and abnormal, just like a schizophrenic person.

The man suddenly screamed and put his hand on his heart.

His long nails pierced the flesh and reached near his heart.

His blood flowed out.

Perhaps, this is the only blood left in his body.

I saw that his entire palm was red with blood.

Then, he wrote a big Buddha on the wall.

It turned out that these Buddha characters were written by him.

It turned out that he wanted to use Buddhist characters to suppress the evil thoughts in his heart.

After this person wrote a Buddha character, the expression on his face softened a lot.

But in an instant, it became ferocious again: "Kill ......"

He let out a roar and continued up the steps.

Every time he took a step upward, he would write a Buddha character, and with each Buddha word, his steps would hesitate a lot, and his walk would become slower and slower.

In the end, he went to a step that he had never seen before. Then another Buddha character was written.

After this Buddha character was written, the anger on his body weakened a lot.

So, he slowly walked down the steps.

However, I think he is nothing more than at this time; Anger and reason have reached a balance, and his consciousness is still precarious, and the slightest wind and grass may lose his mind again.

I can even feel that although he barely came down this time, next time, he will definitely get out of this hole.

After he goes out, it is difficult to say whether he will go on a killing spree and who he will kill.

I was just thinking about this when I suddenly felt my feet guess something soft.

I wondered a little.

What can be soft in the coffin?

I cautiously reached for it, reached out and touched it, and then shuddered.

I felt a cold hand.