The big-headed Buddha is wide and fat, but the action is like a spirit bird, jumping from a boat, pounced on the lotus wooden statue on the water, stretched out his hand and hugged it, raised his fist, and smashed it towards the chest of the wooden statue. However, the lotus wood is like a sacred tree that only gives birth to one plant in ancient times, hard and iron, the magic power of the big-headed Buddha is amazing, and it smashed more than a dozen punches in a row, and the wood statue does not move at all.

"Come out! Old stuff! Come out for me! The eyes of the big-headed Buddha were red, and he roared on the water: "Come out and fight with Lao Tzu"

boom

Before the sentence was finished, the lotus wood was like a golden light, and the whole person of the big-headed Buddha was like a projectile, which was bounced high, and then fell into the water with a pop. At this moment, I vaguely heard a soft sigh, which was clearly audible from the sound of turbulent water.

At the same time, the Zhenhe mirror hidden in the baggage buzzed, as if it was going to live, and it shook suddenly, I hurriedly held down the burden, but fortunately, the mess was very loud, and the sound of the Zhenhe mirror was suppressed. As the bronze mirror was pressed, I felt a black in front of my eyes, and the shadow of an old ghost flashed past my face.

He was covered in blood, just a back, walking in a completely unfamiliar place, where it was all ice and snow that had not melted for years, and he was covered in silver. The old ghost's body was straight, and he walked forward step by step. All the way, the blood on his body was flowing downward, his hands were shaking, the cold wind was blowing his white hair, and although his waist was straight, I felt as if he was going to fall down at any moment.

I was shocked, this is not the first time I have imagined the figure of the old ghost, where is he? What's he doing? Twice before and after, as long as there is no wind in the Zhenhe mirror, I will see the figure of the old ghost covered in blood. I suddenly remembered what my grandfather said, in this life, you can't escape a life word after all.

I'm starting to hate this thing, life, what the hell is it? Who's arranged? It is so unfair, why can a wicked person like the Big-headed Buddha who does evil and careless of human life live a long life? And the old ghost is already so old, his father is dead, his son is dead, and he has to drag his dying body to fight an endless road.

When I was thinking about it, the boat had drifted down the river for a long time, and the body of the big-headed Buddha was undulating in the water, shouting at the old boatman, and the boatman stretched out the boat, and the big-headed Buddha took advantage of this force to quickly turn over and climb onto the boat.

"! Damn it! The statue is gone! Run away! The big-headed Buddha kicked the old boatman, and shouted like crazy: "Chase Lao Tzu!" Catch up with the wooden statue! ”

The old boatman drove the boat down the river in fear, but the lotus wood was like a sacred object, and in the blink of an eye, it had sunk into the water and was never seen again. The big-headed Buddha shouted at the sky and the earth for a while, and finally sat on the board of the boat with a stupid butt and slapped it hard on his big bald head.

"Boy, do you see the wooden statue? Did your father tell you? The big-headed Buddha pondered for a while, and with a little joy in his chagrin, he said to me: "The things in the river are obviously uncontrollable!" The day of our Sanctuary is coming! ”

"Daddy didn't say it." I replied casually, but my heart was beating suddenly, many words were vague, but the back and forth associations made me feel as if things had really reached a critical juncture, when the old ghost met with the people of the Seven Gates, he had said more than once that it was only five years at most before the sky collapsed, and the big-headed Buddha said that the day of the Sanctuary was approaching.

Vaguely, I realized that an unpredictable catastrophe had unconsciously shrouded this great river that had been rushing for countless years.

"It doesn't matter if the people of your Hu family are not promising, Camellia is the descendant of the Holy Land, how can you forget all these things?" The big-headed Buddha said: "The stakes are very high, this little girl is too ignorant, and she gave you the life chart in vain!" ”

"What's that? What was the light on the river just now? ”

"That bright light hums, it's something at the bottom of the river." The big-headed Buddha glanced at the old boat who was sailing, the old boat was afraid that he was afraid to die, he was listening to us with his ears pricked up, and was glanced at by the big-headed Buddha, so he turned his head and walked the boat carefully, the big-headed Buddha did not care, and said to me mysteriously: "Boy, didn't you ask Lao Tzu last time, the old dog said about Dayu?" ”

"Yes, you know about it, but you just don't want to say it."

"Dayu's mud legs died ten times, just to suppress a painting." The big-headed Buddha smiled, turned his head to look ahead, and said, "It's almost time to Bawang Mountain, dock the boat for Lao Tzu." ”

I wanted to ask again, but the Buddha waved his hand and motioned for me not to continue. He had seen me as the son of the woman who had gone down the old well, but he still refused to say what mattered. As soon as I turned around, I suddenly heard a miserable cry from the old boatman, who was grabbed by the big-headed Buddha, pinched his neck, and then threw him into the river.

"If you want to listen to Lao Tzu, I'm afraid that you have the life to listen and not to go." The big-headed Buddha looked at the corpse of the old boat family drifting farther and farther down the water, and drove the boat himself to dock at the ferry near Bawang Mountain. I only think that the old boat family is very pitiful, but there is no way to stop the big-headed Buddha, this person is too murderous.

As the Buddha walked, he told me that the natal chart on my body had just been obtained, and it was still very weak and needed to be honed. Hone the natal chart, that's the method of the Sanctuary. The fact is that the people from the west with the life map are all strong to death, with thick skin and thick meat, and their fists and feet are like steel, no wonder the people from the west can gather together the 36 people who have different minds in the rivers and lakes, and on the Yellow River beach in the past, the one with the hard fist is the king.

"If the fate is not extinguished, the fate will not end." The big-headed Buddha said: "It's a pity, not everyone has a life map, otherwise, our holy domain would have been killed in the Central Plains a long time ago." ”

That kind of life chart, there are only two or three in one, all of which are passed down from generation to generation, such as the life chart on the body of the big-headed Buddha, when he is really old and weak, it will be passed on to others, without the life chart, his ability will be reduced by at least half.

When I said this, I was full of doubts in my heart, where did my life chart come from?

Naturally, I thought of the ugly man in the tunnel, and I don't know why, when I mentioned the life chart, I always felt that it had something to do with him. The life map, like the life chart of the river house, is a top secret that is unique and impossible for outsiders to touch. Except for the people of the Sanctuary, no one will give me a life map.

A burst of uncontrollable curiosity filled my heart, that ugly-faced man, from the west? But why did he give me a life chart?

As I was thinking about it, the Big-Headed Buddha taught me how to consolidate the method of the Natal Diagram, which is very similar to the Qi practice in the Central Plains Taoist family, which cannot be completed overnight, and requires at least several years of hard work.

From the ferry to Bawang Mountain, more than 20 miles of road, the big-headed Buddha took me to walk fast, the Zhou Yazi family of Bawang Mountain, is the only one in the 36 side doors of the "soil crawler", that is, the ordinary people say tomb robbers, good at observing the wind and measuring the water, proficient in the way of yin and yang. Back then, the big-headed Buddha was plotted by the side door, and Zhou Yazi was also one of them, and before he reached Bawang Mountain, the anger in the heart of the big-headed Buddha could not be concealed, and his anger rose.

Time has passed, and in the thirty-six side doors, the style of acting in the past has changed, and the ancestral land where Zhou Yazi's family lives looks ordinary, but what is the Tao in it, only the Zhou family can say clearly. The big-headed Buddha has no taboos, as soon as it is close to the ancestral land of the Zhou family in Bawang Mountain, the Zhou family came to interrogate us, the big-headed Buddha didn't say a word, punched one, and broke the bones and tendons of the two people.

"Boy, follow me and rush in!" The big-headed Buddha knocked down two people, and he didn't understand the hatred, rushed up and stepped on two feet, the two people had only half a breath left, and they were stepped on by the big-headed Buddha, and two mouthfuls of blood spurted out, and they didn't move at that time, the big-headed Buddha snorted, and said to me without looking back: "Learn how to kill people, you can't kill people, you can't come out to mix!" ”

The big-headed Buddha came completely with a heart of revenge, and he was trapped in the belly of the pit fish for so many years, and anyone who changed it would have an evil fire in his belly. But his methods were too ruthless, he rushed to Zhou's house with me, met people, regardless of men, women and children, all of them were killed, and the Zhou family ate the Jianghu rice, but the family was not necessarily all Jianghu people, from the old man to the eighty-year-old child, none of them were spared. Zhou Jiacui was caught off guard, and was beaten to his house by the big-headed Buddha in the middle of the night, and when people gathered to stop him, it was too late.

I rushed back and forth in Zhou's house for an hour, the ground was full of corpses, the blood stained the ground of the compound red, the big-headed Buddha was like killing a few chickens as if nothing happened, grabbed the corpse of a young woman, and gnawed it on the spot, I was very angry when I saw it, and I couldn't help but want to stab him to death, but my ability was too different from the big-headed Buddha.

"The world is different now." I stood behind him and said, "It's not like before to kill someone casually and throw it into the river, it's fine, if someone dies, someone will definitely come to investigate." ”

"What to look for? Wang Fa? Lao Tzu doesn't care. The big-headed Buddha said: "It won't be long before this world will be chaotic, and what kind of royal law will be mentioned." Boy, don't worry, Zhou Yazi's family is not dead, someone will come to clean up this mess. ”

I can't persuade the big-headed Buddha, in Zhou Yazi's house to kill a pass, he took me down the mountain overnight, and walked a hundred and ten miles from the waterway, to Yaya Bay, here is the ancestral land of the Zhao family in the thirty-six side doors, the news of the big-headed Buddha has not yet spread, and the Zhao family does not have much defense, after all, it is a new society, and the kind of thing that rushes directly to the house in the middle of the night to rob the house has almost disappeared. The big-headed Buddha was killed in the Zhao family again, and the world was turned upside down.

There were more than ten days of hard work in a row, and three families were killed in a row, although these side doors were not killed, but it was already a sensational tragedy.

The big-headed Buddha looked wild and rude, but the mind was still very fine, in order not to let people find out our whereabouts, we should take the water route and the land route, day and night to the shadow of the side door of the shadow house, that is also one of the culprits of the big-headed Buddha back then.

With the life chart on his body, he doesn't seem to feel tired and tired much, and no matter how much he runs, he can recover after a rest. The two of us were very fast, and we wanted to take advantage of the early hours of the morning to rush to the shadow shadow's house, near the Pijia Ao, there was a three-way intersection, and the three paths each extended into the distance, and when I walked near the three-way intersection, I saw an old tree next to the intersection that had been dead for a long time.

The moonlight was clear, and when I saw the dead old tree, I saw a circle of people crouching faintly under the tree. The whole circle of people drooped their heads, lifeless, like a group of mutes enjoying the shade under the tree after dinner.

"It's fucking fun." The big-headed Buddha smiled, if ordinary people saw this, maybe they would have a cold on their bodies at that time, but the big-headed Buddha was bolder than the sky, looking at a group of silent people under the dead old tree, and said to me: "Boy, we have met Lao Huai Suoyin." ”