After the death of the monk, the obsession is still there, so the yin spirit is endless. At the beginning, he could also condense the human form, day and night in the depths of the cave, reciting the Heart Sutra. Later, day by day, year by year, hundreds of years passed, and the monk's obsession was not enough to resist such a long time. The Yin Spirit gradually drifted away, with only a little aura, most of which had already dissipated the light.

At this moment, my heart is clear. Don't look at the experience of so many scenes, in fact, hundreds of years of obsession, playing the command room.

What I experienced in the dream just now is the origin of this corpse in the cave.

I felt an indescribable emotion hit my body, it was the remnants of the aura of the Yin Spirit. This aura has no thoughts of its own, no thinking, it only has the emotions that remain of obsession.

I couldn't say how uncomfortable it was, and slowly opened my eyes. The ugly ugly was holding me, her eyes closed, her mouth chanting quickly, beads of sweat dragging down her cheeks.

My body was hot and hot as she was holding, and I felt that the yin qi in my body was restless. This yin qi was a monk in Myanmar before his death, and he was tormented by lust and Buddhist rules, and at this moment, my beauty was in his arms, which actually caused the yin qi to be extremely restless.

I struggled to suppress this agitation, picked up the Dharma book on the ground, and quickly opened it. I can understand this look, but I can't say any reason, it's just clear at a glance.

I looked at the ten lines at a glance, and my mind was free of distractions, and I quickly recited the mantras described in the Dharma book. What is described in this Dharma book is not a particularly profound spell, but a mantra that explains how to calm the heart, no wonder it is called the Heart Sutra.

One thing that comes to mind is whether this Burmese Heart Sutra is a translation from the Heart Sutra that circulates in Mahayana Buddhism.

Anyway, I recited the mantra according to the mantra recorded in the Dharma book and quickly recited it.

The sound that came out of my mouth was very rhythmic, and I used a language that I had never heard before, but my heart instantly understood what it meant. When I read it, I felt that the wind was blowing on my face, and something seemed to be lying on the ugly body.

I watched carefully, my mouth did not stop, and I was still chanting the incantation, when I saw a human head with a cloak of hair, slowly sticking out from the back of the ugly and resting on her shoulder.

I was so frightened that my heart was about to jump out, my hands and feet were cold, and I was still trying to chant the scriptures so that the incantation continued.

The human head grinned slowly, smiled, and a black gas came out of its mouth. The black gas lingered on the ugly body, and the ugly face he saw was aging rapidly. I was shocked, I knew that it was not good, Ugly Ugly's current age is twenty-six or seventeen years old, she actually owes ten years, and now the erosion of these ten years has been found.

Twenty-six or seventeen years old and thirty-six seventeen years old, there is not much difference between them, but if you look closely, you can feel that the ugly skin is dull, and there are many wrinkles on the face.

There is an indescribable sorrow in my heart, both born by myself and by this yin spirit in my body. This monk can't see the woman's loss of face, as if he has seen the most distressing thing in this world.

After such a distraction, the spell broke, I stopped, and looked at the spell on the Dharma book, which was both familiar and a little unfamiliar, and the yin spirit began to gradually dissipate in my body.

The head smirked, slid down the ugly shoulders like a snake, squeezed between us, and began to climb on top of me.

At this time, Ugly Ugly slowly opened her eyes, and she looked at me.

Streams of black gas erupted from the human head, and I knew that the two of us were dying.

I cleared my mind, cleared my thoughts, and recited the scriptures again, and the mantra came out of my mouth with great fluidity. The head was a little frightened, and began to swim out, and I somehow got the courage to grab him by the hair, and with all my strength I could throw it out with all my might, while reciting the incantation.

The human head let out a strange cry and flew like a snake towards the outside of the cave.

My heart was so excited, I was so excited, that Azan Bunlok, who was so big, was afraid of me, of this passage. Seeing that he had run away, I was in a hurry, and while reading the scriptures, I wondered if I could attack it. But this is my wishful thinking, this passage has the ability to protect itself from the invasion of external evils, but if you want to take the initiative to attack, it is impossible.

I finally finished reading a Dharma book, and just as I was reading the last word, the relics in my chest suddenly burned violently, and I had an extremely strong feeling that the remaining yin spirit of the monk had actually burrowed into the relics in my chest.

I breathed a sigh of relief, but the ugly ugly was exhausted, and she lay forward and lay in my arms, her whole body shrunk like a kitten.

Outside, the moon is bright and the stars are scarce, and there is no more strange color just now, and Azan Wenluo's flying head does not know where to go.

For a moment just now, don't look at it simply, in fact, there is a line between life and death. I was covered in sweat, I couldn't lift my strength, I hugged Ugly, and I fell asleep groggily. When I woke up again, it was already bright outside, and the sun was shining through the hole. I moved, my whole body was sore, and both legs were numb.

Ugly was next to me, and we were crammed into this narrow hole, and neither of us wanted to move.

"Awake?" Ugly said softly.

Although it was daytime outside, it was still very cold and dark in the cave, but it was suitable for lying down and being lazy. I said, "Wake up." ”

I tried to struggle to get up, but I was held down by Ugly, and her voice was low in the dark: "Don't get up yet, okay?" ”

I took a deep breath and stopped moving.

Chou Chou said softly: "Tell me about your family, I want to hear it." ”

I don't know why she said this. She hugged me tightly in the dark, and I started talking and told her that I now have a mother and a sister at home.

"Where's your dad?" Ugly asked.

Speaking of this, I feel uncomfortable, and this is an obstacle that I have never been able to overcome. I told her that when I was in school, I made a mistake and ended up in prison. I stayed in it for a year, and by the time I came out, my father had already passed away, and I didn't even see it for the last time.

Ugly sighed softly in the dark, and said quietly, "I haven't seen my parents yet." ”

I don't know what to say, but I actually enjoyed the moment.

I know that maybe when we get out of here, I'm afraid there won't be a time like this now.

We were snuggling up, and Chouchou suddenly said, "Wang Qiang, I want to give you a child." ”

I was startled, and she said in the dark, "Don't you want to? ”

I didn't know how to say it, so I thought about it and said, "Having children is responsible, and if we have children between us, we can't be separated again." ”

"Okay, then we won't separate." Ugly said.

I couldn't say a word, and I wanted to tell her that having a child is not such a simple thing and involves many levels of problems. But I feel that saying this at this moment is really a bad scenery.

We lay quietly for a while, and then I moved and whispered, "Let's go, maybe your master will chase after you again." ”

This sentence finally made the ugly ugly move. I touched the Dharma book on the ground and wanted to take it with me, but I touched the black fragment in my hand. I barely looked over, and Faben turned into a pile of scraps of paper at some point.

Ugly Ugly said softly: "Have you written it down?" ”

I recalled it carefully, and I only had a few words in my mouth, and I couldn't remember the entire Fa text. I told her that last night's yin spirit seemed to be in the relic.

Chou Chou looked at my relics carefully and said in amazement, "This is a magic weapon that can contain yin spirits." I have made several amulets in this way. ”

In the days I spent in Thailand, I learned more or less about the concept of amulet. There are yin cards and evil cards in the Buddhist cards in Thailand, in fact, the mage first makes the yin object, and then blesses the yin spirit into the yin object, so that people can wear it, in order to achieve the purpose of quickly fulfilling the wish.

Now that's what my relics mean, it contains the monk's remnants of the yin spirit. I don't really care about the Fa book, with this yin qi, it can remember the content of the Fa book, after all, this monk has recited the Heart Sutra many times in life and death.

The two of us struggled to crawl out of the hole. When I got outside, I saw that this place was worthy of the title of primeval forest, with dense vegetation and tree cover to cover the sky. The plants in the mountains of Myanmar are not particularly large, but low and dense, staggered like a web.

I squatted at the entrance of the cave and sighed, I only came out of the tiger's mouth last night, but I didn't expect to enter the wolf's den again. With this endless mountain, it is simply difficult to get out. I suddenly remembered that the chalet we had stayed in at the beginning was still parked in the driver's car and we could drive away.

I was about to tell the good news to Chou, and when I saw her, I was immediately stunned.

It was daytime, the sun was shining, and I could clearly see that the ugly was too old to imagine. Her face was full of wrinkles, especially the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes were particularly deep, her figure was not out of shape, but there were more rickets and hunchbacks, her skin was not luster, it was very rough and dull, and her eyes had lost some of their brilliance.

Her face is definitely not thirty-six or seventeen years old, it looks like she is fifty years old.

Ugly looked at me looking at her, a little embarrassed, and said with a smile: "Why do you look at me like this?" ”

I didn't say it directly, but made a gesture to climb down the steep slope. We cautiously climbed down the slope, ugly and tired, and sat on the rocks panting. I asked her softly if she was okay and if she could hold on.

"Somehow, I feel very tired." Ugly handed me her hand, I pulled her up, and we went back the way we came.

At this time, it was daytime, but my heart was very cold, looking ugly, speechless.

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