How true is what He Xigong said, regardless of the truth for the time being.

Anyway, I'm not going to believe him, because this old thing is changing too fast, and it doesn't look like a person before and after, and I suspect that someone else is bragging to us with He Xigong's face.

"You can get it back to sleep, do you have what it takes?" The old monk smiled, his tone did not taste sarcastic and mocking, but anyone who listened to it could hear it, and he didn't believe He Xigong.

That primeval creature in the old days, with only a trace of power that has not yet awakened, can make the Buddha of Joy invincible, even if I join forces with the old monk, plus a fallen evil son, it is not enough to affect the Buddha of Joy itself.

Give him a little more time, and everyone present, except for the old monk, will basically die.

This is no joke, I can feel the growing danger in the Buddha of Joy.

Want to put an awakened creature back to sleep? This kind of thing may have been possible in ancient times, but in the future..... Who can do that?

What's more, in the eyes of that old creature, He Xigong is a character similar to a follower, a character who is almost a believer, not even a qualified opponent, can he have the ability to make that monster sleep again?

"I know you don't believe it, but that's the way it is." He Xigong sighed, and he also said that he could understand our suspicions: "The reason why it will wake up is not because it has recovered from its injuries, but because someone is urging it, and it keeps calling it with various sacrifices, just like summoning spirits." ”

Hearing this, the old monk and I were stunned for a moment, and at the same time realized something.

"What do you mean...... That monster didn't wake up on its own, there was an external force urging it, as long as those external forces stopped, the monster would completely return to a sleeping state? I asked tentatively.

He Xigong snorted and said, "Although I don't know much about those details, I probably know that the creatures of the old days seem to have experienced a catastrophe, or a great war, and the creatures of that period have fallen into a deep sleep, or they have fallen into a state of serious injury and dying, unable to move freely. ”

"It's not yet their time, this era belongs to our future generations, so they can't wake up at will in the next generation, unless there are future generations calling them."

"Boom ........"

At the same time as He Xigong was talking to us, the ancient temple of Supo located in the ground trembled more and more violently, and some small stones were scattered on the top, and countless dust mixed with mud and sand, like rain, fell on the ground.

Although the area of this ancient temple is not large, it is only a small world, but the sense of danger that the heavens and the earth are about to collapse and the catastrophe is extremely torturous.

I could feel something slowly reviving, an indescribable power that future generations could not imagine or understand, was flowing in the darkness.

"Once, I was a non-believer person, even if I was a gentleman, and I had an ancestor enshrined in the door, but I still didn't believe that there was a god in this world." He Xigong sighed: "From ancient times to the present, those who have become immortals and Buddhas have all detached themselves from these five turbid evil worlds, not so much that they have become immortals and Buddhas, but that they have become saints, even if they are dead and their souls are flying, they are also admired by future generations, because their spiritual realm and moral cultivation are all things we should revere." ”

"What about the Fa you cultivated?" I asked rhetorically: "Isn't it handed down by the ancestors?" ”

"We are all clear-sighted people, so we don't need to talk nonsense." He Xigong smiled, looked at me with a cigarette in his mouth, and said: "Whether it is the magic of Buddhism, or the magic of Taoism, no matter which school of things, all of them are studied by later generations, generation after generation, these things are called by me, unscientific science, what do you think?" ”

Hearing He Xigong's words, I wanted to nod my head, because his point of view coincided with mine.

In a way, his views on religion and the Buddhas are the same as mine.

"But."

He Xigong said, pausing slightly, and his tone became more and more solemn: "Since I came into contact with the old religion and had some knowledge of those monsters who lived in the primeval period, I think that there is no god in this world, and that kind of illusory and unrealistic thing is impossible to exist. ”

"You know what?" When He Xigong asked us, his expression changed slightly, both shocked and frightened, and he kept gesturing with his hands: "Those monsters who live in the old days can not only steal the sky and change the sun, but also turn mountains and seas, and they are not much better than the legendary immortal Buddha!" ”

"Even that kind of creature is just a creature, and even if the gods exist, they can't be so illusory, just some ...... Something beyond our comprehension. ”

"People who are beyond the understanding of ordinary people are called immortals, and knowledge beyond the understanding of ordinary people is called metaphysics, do you say this is the truth??"

Seeing He Xigong's crazy appearance, I glanced at the old monk and felt a little helpless.

An old madman like this...... He also said that he could put the old monster back to sleep....... Is this possible?

At this moment, He Xigong raised his hand suddenly, snapped, and gave himself a big mouth.

The force was very heavy, and it could be seen from the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth that the slap was pumped hard.

"Fuck." He Xigong returned to his normal appearance, frowned, and looked at us helplessly: "I'm really sorry, my brain has been a little messy lately, and I will ....... inexplicably."

"Crazy?" I asked cautiously.

"Sort of." He Xigong sighed, and didn't think I was provoking him, shook his head and said: "Those creatures of the old days, whether it is their power or their own existence, are beyond the comprehension of our future generations, the more we deal with them, the more we understand them, the more difficult our brains will become. ”

Hearing He Xigong mention this, my heart sank, and I suddenly realized something.

"That's how you deal with old creatures?" I asked tentatively, my heart beating faster: "Is your brain getting worse and worse?" You mean crazy, right? ”

"Sort of." He Xigong smiled bitterly: "Anything will be affected in your heart, and the only thing that will not be affected is your loyalty to them." ”

As soon as the words fell, He Xigong threw the remaining cigarette butts on the ground and stepped on them gently.

"My symptoms are quite mild, have you seen it? It's like an old madman! He Xigong said helplessly: "It's singing and reciting prayers, and my brain is not easy to use, I will always do some inexplicable things, and I heard that when this symptom is at its worst, it will often make people fall into hallucinations." ”

Hearing this, I couldn't help but shudder, and the nervousness in my eyes gradually turned into fear.

I sat cross-legged on the floor, took a deep breath, reluctantly controlled my emotions, and asked softly, "Do you often fall into hallucinations, does this have any other effect on living people?" Is it just a hallucination? Or are there other complications? ”

"The impact is quite big, it seems to be able to make people crazy, but whether there are other complications, I don't know very well." He Xigong shook his head.

"Is there anyone around you who is so serious that they often hallucinate?" I asked again.

He Xigong snorted and said, Yes.

"And in the end?" I hurriedly asked, "Are people crazy??" ”

He Xigong spread his hands and said, "Dead."

"That person often sees some scenes that we can't understand in his hallucinations, and I heard him say that those things are enough to make him crazy......" He Xigong shook his head helplessly: "In the end, he took a knife and cut off his head, just that kind of small dagger, little by little, but it was not completely cut off, and there was a layer of skin attached to it, and the head was hanging." ”

When I heard this, my calves and stomach were a little weak, and if I hadn't sat on the ground, He Xigong would definitely have noticed that both of my legs were trembling.

"I won't tell you this, let's get down to business, time is running out."

He Xigong smiled and pointed to the seated statue of Shakyamuni behind us.

"The Buddha statues are about to crack, I'm afraid the seal under the Supo Temple can't stand it, before the monster completely wakes up, this place will collapse into ruins, it's better for you to make a decision early."

"What exactly do you want to trade?" I couldn't help but ask, my eyes were full of vigilance, and I still couldn't completely eliminate my wariness of He Xigong.

He Xigong thought for a while and said, just let you do me a small favor.

"It's just a thing for me, it's not difficult, is it?"