At the moment when the woman looked at her, her whole body shook violently, and she actually entered an illusion in an instant.

Later, he said in 1510 what the illusion was, according to the later description of Nightless, extremely terrifying and weird. It was as if he had a big dream, and in the dream, the light was bizarre, terrifying and bizarre, and he entered the world of the devil.

The first is a ship, a huge cruise ship, unimaginably large, similar to a small maritime city. The cruise ship sails in a vast ocean, and there is no land in sight in all directions, only the vast water.

Walking on the edge of the boat at night, looking down into the sea, the sea is not blue-green or black, but crimson, like an endless number of people dying in the water, their blood staining the sea red.

There was a feeling of suffocation for a moment, and it was difficult to breathe, and he didn't know why he had gone from the Jingyou Zen Temple to the Blood Sea Cruise. He suspected that all this was some kind of illusion, and that he was actually still in the Zen monastery, and now he was only under the demon spell that confused his spiritual power.

But when he touched the handrail of the deck, he smelled the bloody sea breeze, and the feeling of the wind blowing through his ears and caressing his cheeks, all of them were so real that they could not feel fake.

He began to inspect the ship, and it took him a whole afternoon from beginning to end, and there were still many rooms that were not inspected.

The ship was empty, there was no one on it, it was like a dead city. The sky was cloudy, the sun and moon could not be seen, there were no celestial bodies, black and oppressive like lead, and then a large flock of black crows flew over, circling over the cruise ship.

With red sea water below and black crows above, the whole scene is like a rolled up oil painting, depicting a scene of the end times.

Standing on the deck for a long time, I didn't move for a long time, and there was an indescribable feeling in my heart.

"The illusion of all this," a voice suddenly came from behind, and he turned his head to see a strange monster. The monster is talking: "It's all from yourself. ”

This monster is no more than half a man tall, with a big head and a small body, and walks upright like a human. It stood in the shadows, and many details could not be seen clearly, except that it had two large black eyes on its huge head, the large triangular eyes were symmetrically distributed along the central axis, and the eyes had no eyelids, all of which were black, looking like a monster crawling out of a nightmare.

Never night asked, who are you.

"Some call me the devil," the monster said, "some call me calamity, some call me Satan, some call me God." But in the East I have a name, which is Meng Po. ”

Hearing this, I exclaimed, "Is it Meng Po?" ”

The Dao Chief nodded weakly, "That's how it was described to me at that time. ”

"Meng Po is a monster?" I listened with a chill all over my body, and my bones were bubbling with cold, "Isn't she a bodhisattva?" ”

Zhang Nanhua said: "Meng Poqi God, no one has ever seen her true face, it is likely that she has no true face at all, and her face is born according to the thoughts of believers." You are a bodhisattva in your heart, you are a bodhisattva when you see her, you are a demon in your heart, you are a demon when you see her. ”

I didn't speak, and I was thoughtful.

Zhang Nanhua continued: "We think that the little bardo created by the night sky is already magical, but what Meng Po created is the realm of bardo!" It is no different from a world, all kinds of settings are wonderful, connecting life and death, such as the long night of ignorance, we can't understand it at all, and no matter how high the Tao is, we can't see the whole picture. Meng Po's supernatural powers are already close to the Heavenly Dao, and it is normal for her to have no specific form. ”

Xie Ling suddenly asked: "Nanhua, do you know what 'bardo' is?" ”

Zhang Nanhua glanced at him, thought about it seriously, and said: "I used to have the privilege of listening to the puja of the eminent monks in Tibetan areas, and I have heard a little that the so-called 'bardo' is the transition or interval between completion and beginning, such as the darkness before dawn, this darkness is the bardo state, which can be time or space. ”

Xie Ling looked at the two old Daoists, "What do the two Dao Masters think?" ”

Lord Sun Guan shook his head: "I only know the existence of the bardo body, and I really don't know how to define it, it seems to come from Tibetan Buddhism." ”

Xie Ling nodded: "Bardo is called ard in Tibetan, which means between the two. As Nanhua said, there is space bardo and time bardo, and even between our thoughts and thoughts, there is also conscious bardo. Meng Po is the god of bardo, she can create bardo, can create such a great realm, it means that she has mastered the human soul to an extremely high level. ”

No one spoke in the room, everyone looked at Xie Ling, Zhang Nanhua listened very seriously, and was also attracted by Xie Ling's words.

"I have practiced in the underworld," Xie Ling said, "but I have never met Meng Po." Many gods in the underworld have told me not to come into contact with Meng Po, it is a very terrible existence. The bardo realm and the underworld are almost parallel spaces, and as far as I know, Meng Po's purpose is probably to study the human soul. She wants to transform the human soul, and in the world of thirty-three days, looking for an experimenter to transform the soul. ”

"Is it a mistake?" My eyes widened in speculation.

Xie Ling shook his head: "Yin Cha is just the manager of Meng Po's human dojo, he has a little magical power, and the soul experimenter I am talking about is the person who signed an agreement with Meng Po and transformed his soul." ”

I shook violently and said to Zhang Nanhua, do you remember what you said?

Zhang Nanhua nodded: "Buyetian once said that his soul has been sold to the devil, and he said that he is not a human being." ”

Xie Ling said: "It's true, the night sky can create a small bardo, which means that his soul has been transformed and has been out of the category of 'human'. The demon puppeteer I came to arrest this time, he is also a person who sold his soul to Meng Po, and his cultivation and supernatural powers are unimaginable. ”

"The puppeteer is so powerful, how can he be hunted down by you?" Zhang Nanhua said coldly.

Xie Ling smiled: "A person who is not a human being, in the face of a pure-bred human like me, there will always be a lack of confidence. ”

I said, it's like a plastic surgery artificial beauty seeing a natural beauty?

Xie Ling laughed and snapped his fingers, "That's what it means." ”

I sighed, "Transforming the soul and cultivating to the heavens is not bad for me." ”

When Lord Sun Guan heard this, he snorted coldly, "With this thought, it is the beginning of becoming a demon. ”

Hey, I'm angry, this old way will scare me when we meet. I don't really transform my soul, I can't even think about it.

To be honest, if you really want me to exchange my soul for supernatural powers, forget it, maybe there will be some side effects and sequelae, and when the time comes, it will be like never sleeping, people are not ghosts, what is the point of living.

The old man on the kang coughed twice and continued, "Buyetian didn't accept Meng Po's proposal at that time, and Meng Po took him to the second illusion. ”

Nightless arrived at a tunnel, descended the gloomy staircase, passed through the dark corridor, and entered a huge secret room, the room was empty, the walls were full of candlesticks, and each candlestick was burning with faint green flames, and along with the burning, there was a faint scream in the candlestick.

The sound of a candlestick is small, but the overlap of countless candlesticks and countless sounds is full of impact.

This scene was retold later, and it was hard to imagine the weirdness and horror of the scene at that time.

Standing in the middle of the room, he felt the screams of humans coming from all directions, and the voices were stacked like waves. Every pore of his body was open, and he couldn't understand why someone was so miserable, and what happened to a person to make such a scream.

At this time, from the shadow of the room, Meng Po slowly walked out, it was still the image of a dwarf, a small body and a brain shell, and two big eyes of Hesse were symmetrical on the face. It didn't open its mouth, but through some kind of telepathy, it directly sent a message to the nightless sky, "You know, every candlestick is a person, and the reason why the flame can burn is because it burns the soul. ”

"I'll tell you the truth about the world," Meng Po said slowly, "The world has been controlled by us, and the world has been controlled by us, and I am just one of them. No matter what humans call us, we are your gods, and we have all the power in our hands! ”

"It doesn't make sense." It was only then that he said his heart, "That's not right...... The right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life. ”

"I'll tell you, what is the right way," Meng Po stared at him and said slowly, and it was this sentence that touched the heart of the night sky.

"There is no good or evil in things, and strength is respected. Good and evil are only human illusions, childish emotional thoughts, and only power in the universe is eternal. Meng Po said.

Hearing this, Xie Ling raised his eyebrows and interrupted the narration, "Meng Po is talking about the word 'universe'?" ”

Lao Dao nodded: "Buyetian later recounted to me, that's what I said, Meng Po mentioned the universe." At that time, he also felt shocked, feeling that words like universe were very incompatible with Meng Po, but Meng Po said so. ”

"I can take you beyond matter and into eternal space, and attain splendor and bliss!" Meng Po said slowly.

Nightless asked, "Why me?"

Meng Po slowly lowered her head and pointed the tip of her head at the night sky, and at this moment, the night sky entered a new illusion.

He returned to the original murder house, where the woman who committed suicide was still alive, kneeling on the ground in a full red suit, and a painting hung on the wall with a vaguely described picture of a bodhisattva seated.

The woman looked up, muttered something in her mouth, then stood up and picked up a hideous mask on the table and put it on her face.

"She's my believer." Meng Po's voice sounded in the ears of the nightless sky: "She is very pious and willing to dedicate her soul, but she does not have your ability, your potential, you should do more brilliant things in the world, I will take you to understand the nature of this world, the truth of this universe." ”