Ugly Chou tilted his head to look out, and said in horror, "My master is here." It was his head-drop. ”

Now we are trapped here, the cave is so narrow that we can't run if we want to.

The heads of people floating outside let out "hehehe" laughter from time to time, like a strange crow suspended in mid-air.

At this time, the moon is dark and the cool breeze blows in from outside the cave, making people feel cold all over the body.

I hugged my shoulders, it was really cold, and I shivered nervously. No wonder the coffins petrify and the bones weather, but the wind here is still quite strong, taking away most of the moisture in the cave.

The human head was flying back and forth, up and down.

I nervously said, "Why didn't he come in?" ”

Chou Chou also looked at it strangely, and said, "There should be something here that my master is afraid of, otherwise it wouldn't be like this." ”

I looked at the cave for a moment, and suddenly remembered the wind chimes I heard, and said, "Could it be the chanting you heard?" ”

The ugly nodded, reluctantly sat down on the ground, meditated, then opened his eyes, turned around with great difficulty, and crawled towards the innermost part of the cavern. I watched curiously, and it was pitch black in the depths of the cave, and her figure was blurry in the darkness, unable to see what she was doing.

At this moment, there was a sudden piercing laughter outside the cave, and I couldn't help but be frightened when I looked out. The human head flew back, facing the entrance of the cave, and the strange red moonlight shone on the entire skull, and the whole scene was like a surreal painting.

The flying head paused for a moment, and gradually approached the entrance of the cave, seeing that it meant to fly in.

I took a step back in fright, picked up something from the ground, and covered it over my chest. Feeling that something was wrong, he looked down and saw that what he was holding was the deceased's thigh bone, which was pitch black, and the bones were full of fine holes, so he quickly threw it aside.

The human head flew to the entrance of the cave, and it was actually speaking, and it was still speaking Chinese. It's saying, "Come out...... Come out......"

The voice is very thin, like a child babbling.

I was highly nervous and my hands and feet were shaking. At this moment, Ugly Ugly crawled out of it, and she was covered in mud and dust, like a mud monkey: "Found it." ”

Reluctantly looking through the moonlight, she held a dark black booklet in her hand, dusted it hard, and a puff of dust flew out.

I quickly covered my mouth, coughed, and asked what it was.

Ugly carefully turned a page, this book is really old, and it is estimated that it will be shattered at the slightest touch. Chou Chou said: "Just now I followed the sound of chanting to enter, and at the back of the coffin, there was a small hole dug out, and this Fa book was stuffed inside. ”

"Faben...... "I know what the Faben is, it is a book that records spells, runes and some totemic patterns, and some of the inheritance is very secret. For example, it is similar to the martial arts cheats in Chinese martial arts. The "Book of Ten Thousand Classics" inherited by my third uncle is a law book left over from ancient times, known as the first book of black witchcraft, similar to the "Sunflower Treasure Book".

"Can you read it?" I asked.

Ugly said: "I don't understand, I don't know any of the words on it, it may be ancient Burmese......"

As we spoke, the heads of the people outside began to laugh again, and they were already very close to the entrance of the cave, and they could come in at any time.

Ugly said: "My master is very taboo about things here, otherwise he would have rushed in a long time ago." ”

I wondered, "Could it be that there is some mystery in this Fa book?" ”

I stroked the ancient book with my hand, then closed my eyes and stared, and sure enough, I heard the sound of wind chimes in my hand. I'm probably sure that this Fa book has an aura. Now it's strange to have two questions, one is why the aura sound I hear is a unique wind chime, different from what other people hear. The second is that I have also touched the Fa book, or the "Book of Ten Thousand Classics", but I don't feel that there is aura on it, why is there it in this Fa book?

I asked these two questions.

Chou Chou looked outside the cave, very nervous, and said hurriedly: "I don't know the first question, the second question can be answered for you." The aura in this Dharma book does not come from the book, but from the bones on the ground. ”

"Huh?" I was taken aback.

"I can feel that the bones on the ground still have spiritual energy, and for some reason, after so long, his yin energy is still condensed. I just found the Fa Ben, and as soon as I took it out, I felt the yin qi of the corpse bones flourishing. Ugly said.

I suddenly had an idea: "Could it be that this is the case, what your master is taboo is actually the corpse bone yin spirit here?" ”

As soon as I finished speaking, there was a strange sound of screeching at the entrance of the cave, and the human head flew in. I secretly complained that I was really a crow's mouth, and as soon as I said that the human head was afraid of this, the human head flew in.

The hole was narrow, and Ugly pulled me aside, and she squeezed past me. We were so close that I could clearly feel the coolness on her skin.

She came to the front, and sat on my lap, and in the darkness I was red-faced, and I wanted to hold her and put her aside, but the ugly ugly bit her fingers, and the blood flowed out, and she was writing on the ground with blood.

I can't move her again, and asked in a low voice, what are you doing.

Chou Chou hurriedly said, "I am using the Yin method to urge the Yin Spirit here, since the master cares about it, I will let it be revived again." ”

I was sweating when I heard it, isn't this driving wolves in front and chasing tigers in the back? It sounds like a yin spirit, but it's actually a ghost.

I swallowed hard: "This, this is not good, once this Yin Spirit is revived, what if it is even more difficult to deal with than your master?" ”

"I can't take care of it." Ugly said.

The sound of the cave opening was louder, and I looked through the gap next to the ugly ugly, and there was a long drag mark on the ground at the entrance of the cave, which was coming towards us. Don't think about it, it must be the human head that has arrived.

It's the first time I've seen a flying head descend so closely, and I think it's weird and unpredictable, and I can't handle it with common sense. When I first heard about the flying head descending, I thought it was ridiculous, thinking that even if a person could fly his head out, how could he kill people and bite with his teeth? Now I can see it, and the chill is indescribable.

I believe that when the flying head descends to the front of the moment, it is the real death period, and the means of the flying head descending to launch an attack will not be to bite with teeth, it must be more strange.

The "rustle" sound of human heads flying in was getting closer and closer, and the ugly ugly was chanting quickly, her face was pale, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat.

I was really a little distressed and wanted to comfort her, but at this time, it was the most critical moment in the practice of the Fa, and I couldn't rush to disturb her.

Ugly suddenly opened his eyes: "I have already communicated with the Yin Spirit, and look at the meaning, it has no resentment towards helping us." ”

I listened to the sound of the "rustle" of the human head sliding, my whole body was numb, and I trembled and said, "Then, then let it protect us." ”

Ugly Chou said, "This Yin Spirit has been dead for too long and can no longer condense into its original form, but it can go up to one of us and help us decipher the Fa text. There are mantras in this Dharma book that can expel the flying head. ”

"Then hurry up." I said.

Ugly faced the hole, and she struggled to turn in the dark, facing me.

In the darkness, I was face to face with her, so close that we could hear our breath and heartbeat.

At this moment, even if the flying head descends and we all die here, I think it's worth it.

Ugly gently stroked my hair: "You remember, I won't hurt you." ”

I suddenly understood something, "It's not going to be to let the Yin Spirit on my body, right?" ”

Ugly and ugly: "You're so smart." Okay, no more nonsense, let's get started. She grabbed my head and bit her finger again, scribbling blood on my forehead.

I don't know if it's because of my heart, my head is confused, my eyelids are very heavy, and I can't open them. Like motion sickness or seasickness, the world will spin when you open your eyes, and it will be extremely uncomfortable.

I wanted to sleep, but I was afraid that I would never wake up after falling asleep, so I lit my head between trying to control it and not being able to control it.

In a daze, I had a very realistic dream. I dreamed of a monk sitting in an extremely simple Buddhist hall and was practicing, but he couldn't sit still, twisting left and right, because around him, there were women crawling around.

I was in a dream, and I immediately understood what was going on. I have come to the memory of this monk before his death.

This monk is in his adolescence and is undergoing the harshest tests in the Buddhist abstinence and the hormonal germination of puberty. He was meditating, but in his delusion, the whole temple was crawling with women, marching towards him, tempting him.

The scene flew by. The next scene is coming. This little monk was in a puddle, standing in the water chanting, and clumps of black hair slowly emerged from the water, and then many women got up from the bottom of the water and swam towards him.

Now I am standing in God's point of view, looking at all this, seeing through all this, and I can empathize with this monk and feel his perception.

He was subjected to the test of coloring, and he could only keep chanting sutras, and as soon as he stopped, imaginary women would surround him and tempt him.

I was feverish, scared of these women, and longed for them to come and experience the scent of nephrite.

The next scene is a red flower flying down, the monk is standing in the sea of flowers, looking at the mountain temple opposite, and the next second, he falls heavily to the ground. He's dead.

After his death, he enjoyed the treatment of a high-ranking monk and was sent to a coffin, so that he would not be in the wilderness.

Although he died, I could read his last thoughts, he said, I have been fighting against lust all my life, my body and mind are entangled, and I have not realized until I die, is it my fault or the woman's fault? After I die, please ask Master to bury the Heart Sutra with the Dharma Book, so that I can continue to practice after I die, and realize men and women, life and death.