Chapter 330: Tomb Pocket Jar

With his talent and intelligence, he couldn't figure out what the essential connection between these two sentences and the method of shrinking the land into inches was, and what was the inevitable connection with reaching the realm of breaking through the shrinking of the land into inches.

After pondering all the way, the silence found nothing, but everyone arrived in New Delhi by helicopter, and the special plane waiting for them was already ready at the New Delhi airport.

"Brother Shen, goodbye! Welcome back to New Delhi," said the little black reluctantly, "I mean coming for a tour, not for a mission." ”

Shen Mo nodded, he couldn't help but think of the Asura King Dharani under the underground palace, he didn't have any nostalgia for India, the only thing worth caring about was the dharani under the underground palace, "If there is a chance, I will come again." Remember, you must guard the dungeon and not let any living creature enter the dungeon. ”

Xiao Hei nodded heavily, "Brother Shen, don't worry, we will arrange the follow-up work with the relevant departments." ”

Wang Meng said inappropriately at this time, "Huh? India also has mysterious authorities? ”

Xiao Hei's face was black, "Comrade Wang Meng, aren't we the relevant departments!" And the national organizations participating in this mission, don't they all belong to the relevant departments? ”

That's right, too! The so-called relevant departments are really mysterious departments like theirs that hide in the dark and protect the safety of human lives and property.

In this world where the aura is revived and a hundred ghosts are rampant, who can imagine what the world would be like without their presence.

Some things are always something that someone has to do, and some responsibilities have to be resisted.

You must know that the peace and comfort you can enjoy are the happiness that many revolutionary martyrs and nameless warriors have bought with their blood.

silently watched Uncle Cruple's body being placed in the ice coffin prepared in advance, and sent his high respect to Uncle Lame and sincere thanks to the commissioner who was fighting on the front line of the super game.

The world is beautiful because of them.

Da-da-da-da! Shen Mo and Wang Meng and others boarded the plane back to China, and they didn't say anything all the way, and when the plane landed at Yancheng Airport, Hua Yingjun and others had already been waiting at the airport for a long time.

The news of Uncle Crappy's death has been released to the twenty-one group of super bureaus, and all the group members, including Ma Thirteen, sent out a memorial speech as soon as possible, and at the same time, Ma Thirteen and some of the group members rushed to Yancheng overnight by plane and high-speed rail, wanting to give Uncle Crappy a ride at the end.

When Shen Mo got off the plane, he saw at a glance that Ma 13 led 21 groups of members, standing in line on the apron, including the group leader Ma 13, Modu Hua Yingjun, Yancheng Niu Zhongmin, Hojing Li Yang, Xiangxi Zhang Nuqing, Yancheng Zhang Pengju, Border City Cai Xu Kun, Zhucheng Liu Huaqing, and Inner Mongolia Wulitu Umujigilgela Bayanertai of Inner Mongolia.

Almost all the members of the group who were active in the twenty-one groups came to see off Uncle Lame, only Ah Hu, who was in Taibai Mountain, did not come, it was really inconvenient to enter human society.

Because, it's a big tiger.

Eternal Lori Ma Thirteen stood at the front of the line, she took the lead in bowing to Uncle Crappy's body, and the people behind followed one after another, Shen Mo also joined the team, and held a memorial service for Uncle Crappy on the airport waiting apron, until four hours ago, Uncle Crappy's body was moved to the plane again and headed to Niutou Mountain.

And the person who followed Uncle Lai to Niutou Mountain was the only one who was silent.

As the commissioner of the super bureau, everyone has their own responsibilities, and there is no way to send Uncle Lai to Niutou Mountain, or in other words, it is enough to have silence.

Before leaving silently, he explained to Hua Yingjun about the acquisition of the Xidelong Hotel, and mentioned the matter of the Clergy Foundation to Ma 13 again.

Basically, it has been finalized, after Hua Yingjun took the Xidelong Hotel, it will be transformed into the headquarters of the Clergy Foundation, and in front of the gate of the headquarters, a stone sculpture carved by Shen Mo for Uncle Crappy will be erected, in Shen Mo's eyes, Uncle Crappy deserves this glory, and Ma Thirteen has no objection to this.

On the plane to Niutou Mountain, Shen Mo took a deep breath and took out the Buddha's tomb pocket jar from his personal warehouse, which was different from the previous pocket jar, this time the pocket jar was engraved with a printed image of the Buddha, and silently counted it carefully, there were a total of 108 Buddhas, each Buddha has its own peculiarities, is this the legendary 108 Arhats?!

No! Wrong! In silent memory, there were only eighteen Arhats! One hundred and eight represents the number of Arhat formations.

On this pocket jar, there are one hundred and eight Buddhas clearly depicted, and it is clear that the truth is in conflict with the memory of silence, and the study of this is not something that silence needs to explore, it is a matter for scholars.

Silence only needs to pry open the pocket jar and get the props inside.

Smack! Silently slapped Nannan's beckoning cat and summoned out the Zashiki boy Nannan.

Hey! It's time to open the jar again with happiness and anticipation!

Raise the south for one day, use the south for a while. Nannan, it's time to show your true skills.

Syllable! Nan Nan didn't say much, the luck of the red luck attribute demon light, the pink little hand smashed hard on the tank of the pocket jar, and the jar made of ceramics shattered in response, and burst out with a dazzling white halo.

Fortunately, there was only silence in the cabin at the moment, and the crew did not notice anything unusual in the cabin.

When the brilliance settled, the pocket jar in Shen Mo's hand dissipated, and was replaced by a prop that exuded golden Buddha light.

Silence" ??? ”

Shen Mo resisted at first, because the props opened this time were extremely low-end. But as he finished reading the introduction of the props, he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

What does it mean that a man should not be disfigured? What do you mean by the infallibility of seawater?! That's what Silence is now bumping into.

I saw Shen Mo holding a worn-out pu fan in his hand, which was made of palmetto leaves and handles, and it was extremely light to touch, and there were some diaphragms. But the simple appearance can't hide its dazzling power.

Jingci Fan (one-time prop) subdues the dragon and subdues the tiger, and the Arhat fruit bit. It is said that it is a treasure given by Guanyin Bodhisattva to the dragon Arhat, and it has magical abilities. Comes with special effects skills like a dream.

Like a dream, true and false, false and true. Everything has a way of doing things, like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, and should be viewed as such. When you trigger this special effect, you will create an illusion that is difficult to distinguish between real and false, and unpredictable. Those who are successful in this special effect skill, if they can't see through the essence of red dust, will fall into the illusion forever.

Reminds the user that they can remove the illusion at any time.

Warning: This item is extremely powerful, so please use it with caution.

Silently holding the broken fan in his hand... Bah! Jingci fan, in the bottom of my heart, it is called a like.

Isn't this the fan used by Jigong?! This treasure is a very famous treasure. Look at the special effects skills that come with it, it's like a dream

It's simply a skill against the sky.

If Silent encounters an enemy who is invincible, as long as he throws it into the illusion, as long as the opponent cannot see through the red dust, he will be trapped in the illusion forever.

If you see through the red dust, escape from the illusion. So may I ask a villain boss who has seen through the red dust, will he still chase Shen Mo to kill like a set?

Surely not! Aren't all those who see through the red dust good old people!

Obviously, this is an artifact to kill the enemy, or whitewash the enemy!