When an enlightened monk sits down, his body will not decay for a long time, and his soul will last forever. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, after the Buddha's death, he was incinerated and left relics. The incorruptible gold body is also left to posterity, but there are no relics.

The incorruptible gold body we encountered in the underground secret room of the ruined temple of the desert castle should be what our superiors wanted us to take. Dewang even picked up the golden body directly and was about to leave.

However, the soul of the golden body is still here, but it is separated from the body, and I also want to help Dewang, but I am blocked by the soul of the golden body. The soul of the golden body is the appearance of the golden body before his death, he is a head shorter than me, of equal stature, with a golden beard, a sallow face, and a monk's robe and a monk's hat.

Because this golden body has shrunk, it is only more than a meter high, and it should not be too heavy, Dewang hugged it very easily, and then ordered me: "Xiao Yuan, hurry up and blow up here!" ”

However, when he rushed to the exit of the secret room with his golden body, he was blocked by an invisible wall, and shouted, "Lama, come and pick me up!" ”

Alimisher also followed behind Dewang and hurried towards the exit of the secret room.

I opened my eyes and went to look for the explosives here, the secret room is not big, where is there any explosives? So I asked in a loud voice, "Captain, how do you blow up this place?" But I had disappeared from them, and hurried back to the exit, when a rebuke sounded in my ears: "Boy, how can you outsiders enter here and leave as soon as they say?" Leave your life behind! ”

The torches in the secret room went out suddenly, and my vision was pitch black, so I hurriedly closed my eyes so that I could see more clearly. I saw the soul of the golden body shaking its wrist and muttering words in its mouth, and the sound made me have a splitting headache.

Could it be that I was put on a tight spell, and the soul of the golden body is Tang Seng?

My soul quickly separated from my body, and then I hid in the conch shell, but Xiao Luo said to me: "You gave up your body and hid here, it's just an expedient measure, even if I take you out slowly, I'm afraid that your body has rotted!" ”

"So what should I do? The other party's mana is so strong, he is like reciting a mantra, and I have a headache when I hear it! "I asked Xiao Luo for a solution.

Xiao Luo said to me: "Although you return to your body, you have a ghost talisman to protect your body, and if you fight hard, you may not lose!" ”

I hurriedly said, "But I don't have the weapon to subdue the soul now, and the other party is so strong, I will definitely not be able to fight him!" ”

Xiao Luo seemed to take out a three-edged needle and handed it to me, saying: "This three-edged needle is also called a ghost needle, your current skills are still shallow, you can only use one needle, try to get close to him, and pierce this ghost needle into his top door, it will definitely make his soul return to the west sky, and you can get out smoothly!" ”

I was holding a three-edged needle, and my heart was still bottomless.

Xiao Luo urged: "Hurry up, otherwise your body won't be able to be saved!" ”

Floating out of the conch shell, I closed my eyes and saw the golden soul circling around my body, and I quickly threw myself at him, but was blocked by the golden light from his body.

The other party discovered my soul and immediately responded: "You are really a ghost, and a nameless ghost also wants to take my golden body, it's really beyond my strength!" ”

My soul was busy merging with my body, jumping up from the ground, now I am a person with a body, I want to fight with a powerful soul, the other party continues to chant the incantation, I endured the headache, and rushed forward, hiding a ghost needle in my hand.

When he saw me coming, he grabbed me by the neck.

I felt like my neck was going to be crushed, and my feet were lifted off the ground.

This lama is now only a wisp of soul, but he still has such great power, it seems that I am still underestimated, but at this moment a cloudy object erupted from my breast pocket and struck the other man in the eye. The other man let out a scream and let go of my arm, and I fell to the ground, gasping for air.

Xiao Luo urged in my ear: "I have already injured his eyes with insinuations, you quickly take the opportunity to pierce the ghost needle into his Baihui acupoint!" ”

I hurriedly stood up, found the location of the golden soul, and rushed forward, but I was still shaken open by the other party's arm.

The golden soul, with its festering eyes closed, grabbed my head and threw me to the ground, sticking out its right foot to step on it heavily.

At that moment, something sprang out of my breast pocket, spewing out a cloud of white slime that enveloped the soul.

I hurriedly stepped back, and saw that this thing was the conch given to me by my grandfather, and Xiao Luo's voice came from it: "Xiao Yuan, he has been entangled in my protruding slime, you hurry up!" ”

This mass of slime was like a spider's web, and the golden body of the young soul struggled desperately in it, but could not get out.

I hurriedly jumped up from the ground, holding the three-edged needle and plunging into the slime, forgetting to determine the location of the other party's Baihui acupoint.

The soul of the golden body roared angrily, and when it landed, the underground secret room trembled, and a puff of dust fell.

The slime that wrapped the golden body soul was immediately broken, and the golden body soul opened its eyes, and its wrist shook again, and a string of prayer beads quickly detached, and then began to grow larger.

Seeing this, Xiao Luo immediately said to me: "It's not good, Xiao Yuan take me out of here!" ”

I grabbed the conch, turned around and fled towards the exit of the secret room, when I heard a shout behind me: "Boy, where to escape, die on the spot!" ”

The sound was made by the golden soul, and I turned around to see the injured eyes of the golden soul heal rapidly, and threw a string of prayer beads at me. I threw out the conch shell and hit the other person's rosary.

The two collided, sending me out a tremendous force that pushed me up the stone steps at the exit of the Vault.

I was so broken that I felt like my ribs were broken.

There was a fight in the secret room, and I climbed up the stone steps and fled down the passageway.

At the exit of the secret room, Dewang and Alimisher were long gone.

Namu Dacuo stayed in the temple and waited for me, and when he saw me coming out, he said, "Xiao Yuan, let's both enter the underground arsenal together, and then blow it up!" ”

I rubbed my sore ribs and said, "Underground arsenal? What about the captain? ”

Namu Dacuo threw the AK in his hand to me, took the iron rod and ran towards the outside of the temple.

I caught the rifle and chased it out of the temple, and I saw Namu Dacuo poke the iron rod in his hand into a dark hole under the back of the Grim Reaper's head, and with a strong pull, the wolf head of the Grim Reaper moved forward.

With the screeching sound of stones grinding, a dark tunnel was revealed on the ground behind the Grim Reaper.

I was amazed, and Namu Dacuo dragged me into the secret passage, which had no stone steps, but a slope leading to the ground, and the old lama went up to the light and illuminated it.

It was a cement whitewashed passage, and it was a tallow candle that Namu Dacuo used to illuminate.

I closed my eyes, and there was only the ghost of an American GI in camouflage uniform.

The soldier's spirit was blocked in the passage, preventing Namu Datso from moving on. I quickly leaned against the wall and used my out-of-body spirit to deal with the GI's spirit. The old lama waved the iron rod in his hand and chanted words in his mouth.

I saw that the soul of the American soldier was holding a desert eagle in his hand, and he had opened the safe, pointed his gun at Namu Datso, and was about to pull the trigger. Without thinking, I pulled out my Desert Eagle, but there were no bullets in it, so I threw it out, hitting the GI's soul in the right hand, but a gunshot rang out.

The bullet missed its direction and hit the concrete wall.

The old lama's recitation of the sutra distracted the soldier's soul, and the wielding iron rod kept driving it away. I took the opportunity to leap up and pounce on the soldier's soul, kneeling and locking my throat.