Outside the county seat, a group of officers and soldiers have surrounded the graveyard that seemed to have been ploughed by thunder and full of pits, and instructed each family to send people to come and bury the almost scattered corpses of their relatives again, so as not to be exposed to the outside all the time.

Therefore, this place, which was particularly desolate in the past, is now a little more lively, but the miserable cries of those family members add a lot of gloomy horror, which makes people's hearts hairy and subconsciously want to stay away.

"I don't know who has such a deep hatred and hatred, and he actually dug up so many graves and cut off these corpses......"

The head catcher at the head is a middle-aged man with a strong body and an ordinary appearance, with a long knife at his waist, his hands behind his back, and the thick cocoon between the tiger's mouths can be seen that his martial arts are definitely not weak.

He frowned, looked around the mourning cemetery, and sighed in a low voice.

A young catcher next to him quickly took two steps forward and said: "Jin Catcher, my subordinates may not see that this operation was not done by normal people, either crazy people or those wild beasts." Because it was found that many of the corpses were even missing some parts, maybe someone had taken them on purpose. ”

"And many of them have even been buried, rotting and full of maggots, I can't imagine why normal people should be so ......"

When talking about these scenes, the young catcher's face couldn't help but turn a little blue, and he didn't dare to think about the pictures when he was inspected.

"I'm afraid these things are indeed not done by people......" Jin Zhutou pointed to something, and before the young catcher could ask questions, he added, "I have asked a master to deal with these things, you just need to be vigilant." ”

"Master?"

Na Kuai's face changed slightly, and his eyes looking at those graves suddenly changed a little, and he was a little more frightened.

Could it be that there is some demon entangled in it......

This speculation made him uneasy even if he was standing on this graveyard.

Fortunately, soon, the master in the leader's mouth had arrived. But it wasn't just one, but two monks in robes.

One of them has a white beard but is still in good spirits, as if he is a Buddhist monk, while the other looks much younger, about middle-aged, with a ruddy face, but his temperament is quite unique, at first glance it looks like an ordinary monk, but after a closer look, he finds that there seems to be infinite mystery in his eyes, which makes people can't help but admire.

And when Jin Zhutou saw that the two had finally arrived, he immediately greeted him, bowed his hand to show respect, and his eyes subconsciously swept to the face of the middle-aged monk, but he couldn't help but marvel and then smiled bitterly: "Master Huaihong, over the years, you are still like this." ”

He remembered that when he was a child, he had met this Zen master when he went to incense with his parents, and he was like this at that time. Unexpectedly, after these decades, the other party seems to have only a few years passed, and he has grown from the immature child back then to now looks a few years older than the other party.

This made him feel a little more emotional.

He didn't waste any time, and told the two of them a rough picture of what was going on, including his own speculations.

"So I wonder if there are some demons here trying to use these corpses to kill the living! This matter is related to the safety of the people of Yuanyang City, and the two masters are invited to take a look. ”

"I see." Zen Master Huaihong nodded slightly, his eyes swept over the cemetery here, swept over the fallen graves, looked at the slightly bleak environment around him, and finally landed in a big pit not far away, his eyes were slightly condensed.

"Go there and have a look." He said in a deep voice.

Several people walked to the location of the pit together, and there were many black and rancid blood stains left on the ground, which was much worse than the pit, which made people subconsciously want to cover their noses and escape.

Fortunately, several people here are not ordinary people now, especially Zen Master Huaihong bent down and stretched out his hand to gently caress the blood on the ground, as if he closed his eyes and felt it, and then opened his eyes suddenly, got up and sighed in a low voice: "Amitabha Buddha ......"

"Golden Catcher, there was indeed a half-demon here, who once planned some terrible things. But fortunately, it has been wiped out, and you can rest assured. ”

"Is there really a demon?!"

Jin Zhutou's eyes were solemn, and he only relaxed a little after hearing that he had been eliminated, but many doubts immediately appeared in his heart.

"Then I don't know which hero came to help?"

"The poor monk wants to know, too." Zen Master Huaihong nodded slightly, his eyes exclaimed, "This person not only has righteousness, but can subdue demons and subdue demons, and hundreds of ghosts dare not get close, and what is even more rare is that he also has a magnificent Buddhist and Taoist atmosphere, which is far inferior to a poor monk!" ”

He couldn't help but recall the only trace of the Buddha's aura that he had felt just now, and the majestic aura like the vast ocean made his heart tremble, as if just that moment had given him a sense of insignificance as if he was really facing a true Buddha, and he couldn't help but feel terrified.

But it was only that moment, but it made him invisibly seem to have a deeper understanding of Buddhism, and he was more and more happy in his heart.

This is a feeling that he has never experienced in the nearly 100 years of practicing Buddhism!

Just a trace of residual breath on his body can bring such a feeling to himself, then his true body should be so proficient in the Buddha's way! Could it be a living Buddha?

Yes, in today's world where the true Buddha is not visible, only a living Buddha can have such power, and he can easily kill the half-demon that is enough to make him feel a headache.

Thinking of this, his eyes looking at Yuanyang City also had a little more invisible respect. This is the respect for the predecessors, and it is also the envy of the high monks who are only one step away from the true Buddha.

That's what these Buddhist cultivators have been asking for all their lives......

Zen Master Huaisheng on the side also vaguely guessed some possibilities, and when he saw the reverent look of his senior brother, he was even more sure.

I am afraid that the only thing that can make the senior brothers show such a look is the legendary living Buddha.

He couldn't help but take two steps forward and whispered, "Senior brother, since there may be a living Buddha sitting here, then we don't need to go in, so as not to disturb the interest of that old man......"

He had something to say, after all, he really didn't want to see that terrible old ghost again. The so-called thing is only three, I have let myself go twice before, and it is hard to say whether I will let it go this third time.

And in case of a real fight, he secretly estimated the strength of both sides, and was a little pessimistic that even if he added his senior brother, the probability of losing on his side was more than seventy percent!

At this time, he naturally retreated, and tried to persuade his senior brother to go back to the temple to recite the scriptures. The excuse he found at this time was also good, and he felt that the senior brother was likely to agree.

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