An old picture flooded my brain, something black matter made me see.

Between the snowy mountains, there is a huge monastery with red-robed monks and yellow-robed monks, and there are tens of thousands of monks. In the meantime, the incense is faint, the Sanskrit sound is whispering, and there are ancient officials reading something at the highest place, and the scene is extremely quiet.

At the end of the official reading, countless trumpets sounded at the same time, and the momentum was huge.

At this time, suddenly it rained from the sky, and the scene, which was originally very lively, suddenly quieted down, and everyone raised their heads to look at the sky.

The black rain fell, stained everyone's face, as if alive, and began to crawl down the skin of the person, drill down the seven orifices, into the nose, into the eyes, and into the mouth.

First one, then the second, one after another, someone fell, could no longer struggle, the black substance hatched in the human body, conceived, and finally drilled out of the skin and fused together.

Everyone died in a terrible state, the essence of their bodies was plundered by the black substance, and they became rickety mummies, and the corpses were covered with black tumors, which looked like human figures carved from bad wood covered with wooden tumors.

At this time, a few dogs came running in the monastery, which should have been raised by monks, barking at these black substances, and the black substances passed like flowing water, contaminating the body of a dog, and the dog was instantly submerged in black, and after a short time, the whole body was sucked dry, covered with black tumors, and turned into a corpse.

In a short period of time, all the people and animals of the entire temple were hit, and those who were not spared as far as they could see fell to the ground and died in large numbers.

Then the black matter surged and fused with each other, producing one creation after another.

The black substance is like flowing plasticine, combining various forms, some to form temples and palaces, some to form people, and some to form animals.

The most terrifying thing is that there are many big black dogs in the creation, they are roaring, running, and their expressions are vivid.

Seeing this eerie scene, I immediately understood what these black substances were doing, they were learning, they were trying to shape everything that was fused.

There are more and more black creations in the square, and the people formed by black can even walk, talk and communicate, but they have no facial features, just the outline of Hessen, which looks extremely terrifying.

I don't know how long it took...... The temple was cordoned off, and many people came from outside the temple, standing in front of the blocked temple gate. The leader was a middle-aged monk with thin eyebrows and eyes, wearing a high felt hat and a yellow robe, looking very majestic. He said a few words to the others, which I didn't understand, and I could probably guess that he was telling the others to stand by and go in alone.

Many people were trying to persuade him, and he shook his head and walked in alone.

He came to the temple square, which was occupied by a black substance and looked like a sea of black.

I held my breath and looked at him closely, my heart beating faster because I recognized who this person was, he was Guru Padmasambhava.

Master Padmasambhava walked slowly forward alone, and the black substance was immediately felt, and the thousands of creations in the square suddenly stopped, and all the black figures looked at Padmasambhava in unison.

Although it was daylight and the sun was shining, the whole square was like a ghost hell at this moment.

Guru Padmasambhava looked at the vast and strange scene, did not stop, and continued to walk, and soon, one foot stepped on the black substance.

In an instant, black flooded his instep like a stream of water, and he began to climb up his calf.

I knew that Guru Padmasambhava would definitely not die here, but I still couldn't help but worry that he was crazy, and when he encountered such a strange and dangerous scene, he went in like a moth to a fire.

Soon, the black substance crawled down his feet to his legs, then to his waist, and down his waist to his chest, and Guru Padmasambhava continued to walk forward without stopping.

The blackness climbed up to his neck and to his chin.

Almost all but one of his faces were covered in black, as if he had fallen into an asphalt pot.

At this moment, the most ghostly scene appeared, among these black creations, a huge black figure came out and slowly walked in front of Padmasambhava.

Padmasambhava raised his head and gazed carefully at the huge dark shadow creation, with no facial features, no physical details, like a mass of human figures cut out.

Padmasambhava said a word to the dark shadow.

The dark figure held out a finger to his brow, and Guru Padmasambhava closed his eyes. Black climbed up his face, obscuring the whole face.

Guru Padmasambhava stood there like a statue made of solid asphalt condensation.

My heart is racing, no, it is impossible for Guru Padmasambhava to die here, it is not in accordance with history. This, what's going on?

At this moment, with Guru Padmasambhava as the center, there was a mantra sound that spread out like ripples, and it was a Sanskrit text. The mantra was very short, just a few words, and Guru Padmasambhava was chanting repeatedly.

With the appearance of this voice, the black substance on his body was purifying, fading away at an extremely fast speed, and one of his faces was rerevealed.

The way these black substances faded away from his body was quite shocking, like a lotus blooming, opening layer by layer, revealing Guru Padmasambhava's face, neck, chest, waist and abdomen...... At this moment, the people outside the temple all walked in, and when they reached the edge of the square, they were seeing this scene.

Guru Padmasambhava was reborn in a black lotus, and the mantra was still being chanted repeatedly. The onlookers, including monks, officials, and people with other identities, there are always hundreds, and when they saw Master Padmasambhava's appearance and demeanor, they all knelt on the ground one by one and kowtowed to Master Padmasambhava.

After the black lotus bloomed, Guru Padmasambhava was completely revealed. He raised his right hand, and the black matter was rapidly condensing, merging, and surging. Finally, it condensed into a black droplet, which rolled in the palm of Padmasambhava's right hand, like a black mercury ball, dripping and spinning, and the sunlight shone on it, reflecting a black light.

Guru Padmasambhava walked out, everyone automatically got out of the way, he lowered his eyes slightly, did not look at anyone, just walked his own way, very slowly, very resolutely.

He traveled all the way, and I already recognized it, and the place he went to was exactly where he is now, Zhenmo Mountain.

The whole process, I have roughly guessed, the whole process of Guru Padmasambhava's subjugation of the black substance, that is, the "demon".

The thousand-year-old mural we saw earlier in the Tibetan Scripture Cave depicts Guru Padmasambhava fighting against demons for his own practice, and what Manjushri incarnates, which is likely to be the Romance of Later Generations. The real situation is that these black substances came out of nowhere, fell from the sky, and fell on the Buddhist temple in the snowy mountains, causing the death of tens of thousands of people.

Later, Guru Padmasambhava single-handedly subdued demons here and suppressed demons in the mountains, and it has been more than a thousand years.

At this moment, the image in my mind was interrupted, and I broke free from the illusionary consciousness and returned to reality.

I could see myself crawling all over my body with black substance, my skin was cold, and I could feel it burrowing under my skin.

At this time, Li Qiangmin came to me with his arms in a semi-comatose state.

I looked down at my body, and there was a black substance all over my body, and it had crawled up to my neck and was about to reach my mouth.

Li Qiangmin said: "Lin Cong, you are about to die, do you have any last words?" ”

At this time, the black substance has reached the lips, and the next second it will pour into the mouth. I trembled and said, "What will you do when I die?" ”

Li Qiangmin stared and was very serious: "It's really dangerous here, I can't find a way to crack it, so I can only leave this world and return to my time and space." He looked at Gatso: "I can't take him away, and I don't know how to escape from here with him, so ...... When you die, so does he, and I'm leaving. ”

The black substance poured into my mouth, spread on my tongue, and ran down my throat, and before I could say the next word, I was quickly overwhelmed by the blackness, and I couldn't see anything in front of me. Black crawled over his head, drowning the last strand of hair.

In the dark, I heard a voice in my head say, "Clean up."

This sound is emitted by a black substance and acts directly on the brain center. At this moment, I seemed to understand the meaning of these black substances, and it was okay to say that they were demons, after all, they were killing people, but their original intention was to "clean up".

They are able to melt and absorb all living things, cleaning out the last living thing, leaving only this drop of black liquid.

Fortunately, there was Guru Padmasambhava at that time, otherwise if it was allowed to spread, one by one, it would probably wipe out a civilization.

The brain was in chaos, the limbs began to go numb, the cold sensation spread inside the body, the infection seemed to be spreading from blood vessels to blood vessels, I couldn't support it and fell to the ground, desperately gasping for breath, only one thought, I was going to die.

Guru Padmasambhava, Guru Padmasambhava...... I remembered the mantra he had recited when he was corrupted by the black substance. That mantra was remembered in my mind for the rest of my life, and at the moment of life and death, I couldn't help but chant it.

"Hum Bangza, Gere Bema Se ......" I kept repeating: "Hum Ah Bangza, Gere Pema Se ......"

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