Chapter 45: A Dream (3)
The two confronted each other calmly.
Breaking the calm, Gasha suddenly spoke, "Although the eyes of the poor path are blind, in the darkness all the good, evil and ugly things are ashamed of themselves in my eyes. ”
The focus of Gashakti floated in the distance, Qianshan Xue stood a little stunned, she had heard the master say, Gashak's eyes were not born weird, but after his wife died, he had a serious illness, and after waking up, he could only see a vague figure in his eyes, but the night was bright, he often talked to the air as if no one was around, and his relatives regarded his mutation as a bad omen, and then this strange phenomenon spread to the ears of the ancestor as soon as ten, and the ancestor took him as an apprentice.
The silence in the meditation room was as quiet as the night when the autumn wind killed it, as if the metal stumbling sound could be heard when a needle dropped.
Gasha turned around and burned a piece of rune paper until the rune paper was annihilated into ashes, and then he put the ash into a bowl of water, and continued indifferently, "Drink it, you leave this body, go where you should go, and give the donor a quiet." ”
Qian Shanxue looked at the bowl in front of her, and wanted to laugh angrily, "Uncle Shi, why are you so confused, you also believe an evil word?" If it is evil, in the three months of Fushanmen, it will not be discovered by the way of the uncle? ”
After thinking about it for a while, Gasha was still calm and clueless, his gray pupils flashed with awe-inspiring sharpness, and there were eagle-like eyes hidden under the seemingly calm eye waves, which were even more imposing on his upright and solemn face, and he then said, "Rong Chu takes good care of you, I don't know where to start in Fushanmen, but now you sent it yourself, why are you afraid and dare not drink?" ”
"Uncle Shi—"
Qianshan Xue trembled, couldn't say any more, and choked like a fish bone stuck in her throat.
Gasha swung his sword straight at her, his strange eyes never went wrong, since the first time he saw a thousand mountains of snow, after the time of the child, the bird bell would always sound without wind, although she was different from other evil things, and did not see the heart of harming people, but seeing Rong Chu sinking deeper and deeper, how could he feel at ease if the evil things were not removed from him?
Before he could read it, he only heard the sound of "pop", Qian Shanxue drank the rune water, threw the bowl to the ground in anger, and turned his head to ignore him.
Half an hour later.
Gashakti's attitude has changed, and it stands to reason that the evil will howl in pain when he drinks the talisman water, but the person in front of him has not changed, he rubbed his eyebrows thoughtfully, is he wrong?
Qian Shanxue looked at the person on the other side frowning and thinking, she smiled, and said secretly, Uncle Shi exorcised evil spirits to the devil, and everyone was evil.
Smiling and laughing, she suddenly felt that her surroundings had become subtle, obviously it was almost dawn, but she saw the dim night, she gradually sat down on the ground, and her heart suddenly became sad and sad, and she seemed to be smiling instead of laughing.
Gashakti was secretly happy in his heart, the rune water worked, he immediately lit the rune paper and waved his sleeves, the action was very fast, and sprinkled the rune water on her, after a while, Qianshan Xue just looked gloomy, there was no change in addition, his expression was shocked, his whole body couldn't help but tremble, full of sudden chills, this evil has never been seen, the past evil will dissipate by itself, and the evil in her body is stubborn, he suddenly felt troublesome, he is worried that this evil has been integrated with this body.
Suddenly, Qianshan Xue got up and bowed to him, her attitude was very pious, she slowly spoke, "Uncle Shi, there is indeed evil in Fuji, please do it." ”
Gashak's expression was solemn, his palms were slowly sweating, he patted her shoulder and said in a much softer tone, "No, Uncle Shi has never seen the evil in your body, Uncle Shi is not an immortal, he can only drive it away but cannot destroy it, I am afraid that this evil has taken root in you, Uncle Shi has a plan, are you willing to give it a try?" ”
Qianshan Xue nodded blankly.
Then, Gasha began to set up the formation, Qianshan Xue lay calmly in the formation, his index finger tied a red rope, the red rope was tied every three feet with a small copper bell, the end of the red rope was tied to a two-finger thick wooden strip, and the wooden strip was engraved with a charm embedded in the incense burner.
There is a pillar of incense in the incense burner, and bursts of incense are scattered.
"No, the evil grudge is deep-rooted, Uncle Shi will send you back to its roots, remember that what you see is only its past, don't stay greedy, if there is danger, hear Uncle Shi call you, just follow the bell to come back, this formation is dangerous, if you are not careful, you will not come back."
Qian Shanxue looked at the red rope in her hand, and then saw Uncle Shi's serious and serious expression, knowing that he never joked, she took a deep breath and closed her eyes.
Gashi stroked the red rope with a solemn expression, and suddenly he flicked it lightly, and the string of bells rang in an instant, and with a "hum" sound, thousands of Sanskrit sounds suddenly rang in Qianshan Xue's mind, which was deafening, her eyebrows were frowning, and the sorrow in her heart was like a lightning bolt tearing through the dark clouds.
A ray of light stung her eyes, she opened her eyes, and strange black smoke flew around her, and suddenly, a golden spell appeared in the air, and bursts of Sanskrit sound urged the spell, and in an instant, the spell scattered light, and let out a sharp roar like a rain of swords, cutting away the black smoke.
She fainted again.
With a loud bang, she woke up suddenly, and found that she was lying on her side curly under the table, and there was a shouting sound in the distance, the sound of blades slamming, and then slowly approaching, the heavy smell of blood was in her nose, and the mournful shouts and wails were endless, her head was running rapidly, and she knew that it was not a good omen, the surroundings were very dark, and there was a faint light in front of her, she reached out and opened the curtain to take a closer look, this is a Buddhist hall, there is a monk knocking on the wooden fish, she took a closer look, the monk was calm on the surface, but the beads of sweat had flowed all over his face, and his hands were trembling slightly, His eyes flickered to meet the eyes of thousands of mountains and snow, and he raised his fingers to make a boo.
There was a bang, and with a scream that pierced the eardrums, the monk's eyes widened and looked in that direction, a few blood marks stained the window lattice, the monk outside was blocking the enemy invasion, the monk in the room immediately closed his eyes, a tear trail flowed, his knees seemed to be unstable, like a weak branch.
When she heard the terrible screams outside, Qianshan Xue couldn't ignore the monk's situation, and was about to go out to pull the monk in. Don't go out! ”
Mother? The voice in the darkness was childish, and she took a closer look at the light that came through the gap, it was a boy about ten years old.
She had a flash of inspiration, and then she remembered that she was in that evil dream, since it was a dream, then it really couldn't be, everything was illusory.
Qianshan Xue whispered, "Why are we here?" ”
The boy wiped his tears with his hands, approached her, and choked up, "Uncle Huang took advantage of my father's rebellion at the border to quell the rebellion, and wanted to hold us hostage to force the palace to usurp the throne to my father......
Qianshan Xue kept reminding herself that this was a dream and an illusion, but when she heard the boy's low sobs, her heart hurt like a knife, and she immediately held him in her arms and gently stroked his back to comfort him.
With a bang, there was no quiet in the Buddhist gate, and a sharp arrow roared in, fierce, shot through the monk's head, and stopped steadily in front of her eyes, warm blood splashed all over the ground, he opened his mouth wide, kept his kneeling posture, and still held the wooden fish in his hand.
She covered her mouth in astonishment, she couldn't believe that everything in front of her was so real, just when she was frightened, there was a bang, she instinctively blocked the child with her body, only to hear the sound of the window lattice being shattered behind her, suddenly, her shoulder blades were in great pain, breathing began to be difficult, her eyelids were as heavy as a thousand boulders, and suddenly found that there was liquid dripping from her wrist, she pushed away the child and wiped it, and gently sniffed the blood, and the sharp arrow shot through her thin shoulder blades, and her heart suddenly fell into the bottomless dark abyss, and her face turned gray and yellow in vainAs if dead, she reminded herself again that this was a dream, her eyes gradually drifted, and there was a low and forbearant cry in her ears, "Mother, mother......"
When she opened her eyes again, there was a dead silence on all sides, her pain was still there, the arrows were still on her shoulder blades, the children on her side did not leave an inch, they slowly crawled out, and when she saw everything in front of her, she was shocked, there was a mess everywhere, stumps and broken arms everywhere, this was a dream and a nightmare.