"May I ask who is the most famous mage in White Elephant City?"

"Of course, it's the Zen Master of Wisdom."

"May I ask where is the most famous mage in White Elephant City?"

"Zen Master Zhi is practicing at Kuruo Temple."

"May I ask where is the Kuruo Temple?"

"Are you looking for Zen Master Zhiyi, go straight down this street and turn right."

……

Early this morning, Gu Yi finally finished a bunch of idle work and arrived at the White Elephant City.

In the city, even after asking a few people, it was not surprising that they all pointed to the name of a mage named Zhi Yan, so he also followed the path to Kuruo Temple, preparing to visit this Zhi Yan Zen Master to see if he was a person who had a special Shinto cultivation method that could suppress the nine fires.

Thinking about coming to the temple gate, but he didn't even have to enter the door, he was stopped by the two monk security guards in front of the temple.

"Donor, do you offer incense or do you wish to make a vow?"

"Find someone."

"Didn't the donor come to find Uncle Zhiyi?"

"Exactly."

"Then do you have an appointment with the donor?"

"Nope."

"No, no. In this way, the donor, you have paid the reservation fee, and we will arrange it for you, and you will be able to meet Uncle Zhiyi in half a month at the earliest. ”

Gu Yi has also made significant progress in Thai in the past few days, and he has learned enough tone: "It's enough to have a heart for the Buddha, what money do you want, the two are vulgar." ”

"It's not good, it's not good, it's not good if you're rich."

"No money."

"No money!?" The two monks exploded when they heard this, and their faces turned cold, "If you don't have money, get out, and the poor still want to see Uncle Zhi, are you dreaming!?" ”

"Who do you say is poor?"

"Get out, get out, get out of the way, don't get in the way here."

"Wait. What do you think this is? ”

"What?"

"A fist the size of a casserole."

Bang!

……

A few minutes later, the two monks with blue noses and swollen eyes came to the backyard, in front of a quiet room.

Compared with the solemn Buddha hall in the front yard, there are rockeries and flowing waters, wooden houses and bamboo fences, which are very clean and rare in a prosperous and noisy place like White Elephant City.

The three of them crossed the bamboo fence before they reached the door, and before they could knock on the door, the door opened first, and an old man in a long shirt with a bald head, white hair and white beard walked out from inside.

"Juju, Kaiqi, what are you?" Seeing that the three old men were also stunned, they immediately looked at Gu Yi and seemed to think of something, waved his hand and said, "This gentleman is looking for me, right?" You two go. ”

"Old monk, are you going out?" Gu Yi let go of them easily, and the two monks were like being amnestied, and they didn't even dare to explain much to the old monk, so they ran out in a hurry.

The old monk nodded, made a gesture, and said, "It's not a coincidence that Mr. came, I was about to go out to do some errands, if you don't mind, let's talk while walking?" ”

"Okay."

The two of them said that in addition to Kuruo Temple, they got into a black car that happened to drive at the door.

At this time, Gu Yi had confirmed that this old monk was Zhi Yan, and he didn't talk nonsense, so he got straight to the point and asked directly: "Has the old monk ever heard of the 'Nine Fires of the Extreme'?" ”

Zhi was stunned for a moment, his face immediately expanded, and he squinted his eyes and looked at Gu Yi carefully: "With all due respect, Mr. Xiao Gu, how many fires did you ignite?" ”

"Six."

"......" Zhi Yan was silent for a while, and then shook his head after a while, "You can ignite six ghost fires, Mr. Gu, your courage can be described as amazing, and the little monk's low will is really powerless." ”

Gu Yi didn't have a disappointed expression, and continued to ask: "Someone told White Elephant City that there is a special Shinto method that can suppress the ghost fire, do you know what it is, master?" ”

Zhi Yan still shook his head: "It's better like this, I'll recommend someone to my husband, he may have a way." ”

"Just waiting for your words, who?!"

"Zhiye Jushi."

……

The two chatted and unconsciously came to the destination, the car door opened, Gu Yi got out of the car with Zhi Yan, he then remembered that the other party was here to do something, and he didn't mean to bother anymore when he got the information, and he was about to leave after the sentence, and was stopped by Zhi Yan.

"Mr. Gu, Buddhism talks about fate, and you and I are here together, so why don't you take a look at this together?"

"Oh?" Seeing him like this, Gu Yi explained that this matter was not a private matter, and asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

Zhi Yan smiled slightly: "Without him, it's just an autopsy." ”

“……”

It turned out that this trip was entrusted by the local police to investigate a murder and abandonment of corpses. Gu Yi thought that after all, the other party's information was also kind to help him, so he turned around and left, and after all, he was still a little unbearable, so he responded to his words and went to this place of abandoned corpses together.

Then, led by several uniformed policemen, the two followed the sewer entrance to the underground of White Elephant City.

Like all cities, the sewers are always so dirty and smelly, the lights along the line are dim, and the slag on the ground doesn't know if it's Xiang or not, and it's disgusting.

A few minutes later, the group came to a fence line and saw the scene of the so-called murder and abandonment of corpses, or the scene of the murder of corpses!

At this moment, Rao is Gu Yi couldn't help but squint his eyes, but when he saw the front of him, there were a pile of corpses like a hill, densely packed, and he was afraid that there were hundreds of corpses at a glance!

Not only that, but what is even more terrifying is that these corpses have no hands and feet, only one body, stacked on top of each other like sandbags, and it looks so neat that it makes people palpitate!

"It's ......"

"That's what they called me for, it's not a hot thing, and they don't think of me as an old man."

Zhi ridiculed, and a figure who looked like a sheriff hurriedly put on a smiling face: "After all, your teacher is an authoritative person, this kind of case with an obvious religious style, the entire White Elephant City belongs to you and has the most right to speak." ”

"Don't put a high hat on me." Zhi shook his head with a smile, and turned to look at Gu Yi, "What does Mr. Xiao think?" ”

Gu Yi thought for a while and said, "Corpse bag, human tragedy, is this sealing something?" ”

These words were in Huaxia, and no one present understood them except Zhi Yan. Zhi Yan groaned: "The land of China is the source of the art world, and I have never heard of the tragic art in the world, so please ask Mr. Gu to introduce it in detail." ”

"Huh? You actually speak Huaxia? Hurt me to translate for a long time! ”

"That's not the point."

“…… All right. I'll tell you about it. Gu Yi recalled what he had heard in the past, and copied the original text: "The human tragedy, to be precise, should be humane and humane!" ”

"The so-called tragic art, as the name suggests, is a tragic and humane art, and this art can be traced back to before the birth of ancient warlocks. Legend has it that during the flood period, the fierce beasts were rampant, the lich confused the world, and the humanist warlock was forced to kill people and sacrifice the arts, in exchange for the mercy of the heavens, the earth was rebellious, and the three talents of the humane source were sealed, and all the great murderers who harmed humanity were exchanged for peace in the world. Later, due to the birth of the five arts, humanity was prosperous, and this technique gradually disappeared from the world, and there are few records. ”

After hearing this, Zhi Yan had a doubt in his heart: "Since Mr. Gu Xiao only heard about it, why did he think that this was a tragic trick in the world?" ”

"I said it before, corpse bag. There is a saying: 'Build a wall and lock things, build a corpse and seal the evil', the corpse is one of the most typical manifestations of humane tragedy! After a pause, he pointed to the pile of corpse bags in front of him and continued: "The pile of corpse bags in front of you looks like a small mountain, because the wall has not yet been completed, in other words, if you like to hear: this person will come again!" ”

……