Chapter 1815: Buddha Statue Returning to Lou Lang Jia for a dream
Hearing Li Badshui's words, the muscles on the fat monk's face trembled slightly, and he seemed to be moved, he pulled Li Badshui up, his voice was much softer, and he said lightly: "Don't worry, Bad Water, you won't die, the old man will teach you this skill." ”
Saying that, the fat monk groped in his arms for a while, took out a small Buddha statue, golden, he pulled one of Li Badshui's hands, handed the Buddha statue into Li Badshui's hand, and instructed: "After a while, when your mother's soul is close to you, when it wants to kill you, you take out this thing, stick it in your heart, it can save your life, this thing is something that your ancestor has carried with him for decades after the enlightenment, containing the great Buddhadharma, you kid can rest assured, he will not die." ”
Li Badshui put the Buddha statue in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, and saw that it was a golden Buddha, which felt cool in his hand, as if a warm breath spread from his hands to his heart, and the fear in his heart was suddenly reduced by half.
The fat monk glanced at Li Badshui again, and at this time, he turned his head to the Taoist priests on the side and said lightly: "Let's start." ”
"Yes!"
Those old Taoists agreed in unison, took out the peach wood sword in their hands, opened the posture at the door, and walked up again, this time it was different from the last time, it was a small formation, these eight Taoist leaders were in front of the courtyard gate of Li Bad Shui's house, with that dazzling footwork to step up, it seemed to be chaotic, but it was end to end, taking care of each other, the peach wood sword in the hand waved in the air, and finally surrounded a circle, the peach wood sword in the hand intersected together, and then jumped back together.
Then, another old Taoist stood up, and began to draw some runes with a peachwood sword from the circle just now, and only stopped at the door of Old Lady Li's house.
After doing this qiē, the fat monk said to Li Bad Water in a deep voice: "Bad water, you go, just stand in the circle just drawn, remember, you must lead your mother's soul into that circle, you can dodge, that circle is to detain ghosts, not people, when the time comes, your mother can't escape, you can dodge." ”
Li Bad Water responded, still a little panicked in his heart, holding the golden Buddha in his hand, walking towards the circle step by step, every step he took, he felt that he was one step closer to the Hades Palace, and that feeling was a kind of torture.
Finally, Li Badshui still stood in the circle and said to the fat monk, "Master, it's okay. ”
The fat monk nodded, no longer glanced at Li Badshui, but said loudly to all the Taoists: "Okay, everyone take precautions, Old Madam Li will come out immediately!" ”
As soon as the words fell, all the old Taoists were scattered in all directions, and the seven stars of the Big Dipper were scattered everywhere, and the fat monk took a deep breath, his expression suddenly became solemn, he stood up with one hand, and sang a Buddha name: "Amitabha Buddha ......"
Then, the fat monk took off his monk's robe, sat down cross-legged, held a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and began to recite the scriptures silently.
That is, after a cup of tea, the air around it suddenly became cold again, and began to blow a yin wind for a while, whistling and whistling.
The black fog in the courtyard of Mrs. Li's house suddenly skyrocketed, and a hoarse laughter like a broken gong came out of the courtyard, as if a pair of hands were constantly scratching everyone's heart, at this moment, everyone was suffocated, even the old Liu Tou and Wu Feng on the roof were no exception.