Chapter 11: Meet Swain Again
"Wait, don't run, tell you not to run, you still run, why are you so disobedient!"
"You scream, you just cut your throat and no one pays attention to you, wahaha."
In just a few days, the ghost world of the entire Sichuan is boiling, almost all the wandering ghosts are in danger, they originally slept during the day, and the life of scary people at night was completely disrupted, and now there is a group of people chasing them every day, as the brothers and sisters are gradually decreasing, a large number of ghosts have begun to prepare for the move.
"Huh, huh" Lotte sat on the ground, looked at me and said helplessly: "Captain, how is the situation today?" I looked at the timer in my hand, shook my head helplessly, and said with a wry smile, It's not good, there are only five days to survive, and there is no nightmare core. Speaking of damage to ghosts, except for Gu Qianmo, among the few of us, Lotte is the strongest, after he got the soul fragment of the second reincarnation king, the ability he got was to communicate with Yingzhou, that is, Huangquan, we found that not only killing ghosts, but also sending ghosts to Huangquan is also a reward for survival days, originally we can earn more than 20 days of survival these days. But on the first day, my killing intent went berserk, no matter how good or bad the ghosts were, they were all hacked to death by me after the ventriloquist, so on the first day, not only did we not have a reward for survival days, but we were also deducted for more than ten days, so after a few days, we only got thirteen days of survival and five nightmare cores.
Sweeping the group of spirits behind Lotte with spiritual pressure, I licked my lips and smiled: "Lotte, why don't you send all the ancestral souls behind you to Huangquan to be reincarnated, I estimate that I can make up for the number of days of survival I owe at one time." ”
Seeing my bloodthirsty appearance, Lotte hurriedly ran to the side and said: "Captain, don't scare me, I can't stand the fright, when I return to the real world, I finally gathered the souls of the ancestors who were originally wandering, if you really kill it, I will find you desperately." ”
I shook my head and smiled apologetically, in the past few days, watching Lotte they continue to kill evil ghosts and send good ghosts, my killing intent is getting worse and worse, sometimes I am worried about when I really can't control my killing intent, will even my teammates die at my hands.
Seeing my expression, Lotte smiled and said, "Captain, you don't have to blame yourself, I heard Huang Ying say that the road of killing intent is very difficult, and it is normal for you to be unable to suppress it occasionally." ”
I sighed, leaned against the wall and looked at the sky and said: "Control, how can it be so simple, you must know that in ancient times, because there were many people who had murderous intent, and many of them were far stronger than me, how could I control the killing intent?" ”
In ancient times, because the most famous person who killed the demon was Gonggong, the water god Gonggong and the fire god Zhurong fought the war, and even the great gods like Nuwa and Fuxi did not dare to intervene, and finally Gonggong was defeated, and the killing intent entered the body to form a heart demon, so that he hit his head against Zhou Mountain, causing Tianhe to leak, and finally Hongjun Daozu personally took action, and only then did Gonggong be pressed under Qi Tianfeng. Only then did Nuwa make up the sky and Dayu ruled the water. And Nuwa became a saint by virtue of the supreme merit of mending the heavens.
From the above legend, it can be seen that Zhu Ronghe and Gonggong at that time were quasi-saints, even if they were not saints, but even they couldn't suppress the killing intent, let alone me, a small human being.
Thinking of the saint, I rubbed my temples with a headache, and I couldn't help but think of the leader and organizer behind Zhu Xiao, Zhu Xiao is so powerful, he is still afraid of the organizer, and even afraid of his will, so the organizer must be a saint, no, at least a saint. And there are only eleven saints in ancient legends, and even the legend is that Nuwa's brother and Fuxi are not saints.
Legend has it that the chaos first opened, Hongjun preached, that is, after Pangu opened the sky, the first sanctification was Hongjun, known as the ancestor of the Tao, he was the only one who did not become holy with the help of merit, his way of sanctification was to cut off the three corpses, the three corpses refer to the three kinds of people, respectively, selfish desires, appetite and surname desire, these three **, basically as long as it is a living thing, it can be exempted, it can be said that after Pangu opened the sky, Hongjun is the first, and the only one is the saint who can really cut off the three corpses.
After that, Hongjun Daozu opened up a dojo in the thirty-third heaven, that is, Zixiao Palace preached, and received three disciples and four registered disciples, the disciples were Lao Tzu, that is, Taishang Laojun, as well as Yuan Shi Tianzun and Tongtian Sect Master, and the four registered disciples were the Daoist, the Quasi-Daoist, Nuwa and the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth. The person who received the Tao was Amitabha, that is, the later Buddha of Rulai, and the quasi-Taoist was the master of Sun Wukong in the later Journey to the West, the Bodhi Patriarch.
Later, Nuwa created people to make up for the sky, the human race came out, Nuwa became sanctified, and after the appearance of the human race, Lao Tzu, the primordial Tianzun and the Tongtian sect master respectively founded the human religion, expounded the teaching, intercepted the teaching, and sanctified the merit. After that, the quasi-Taoist and the Taoist made a great wish, and became a Western religion, that is, Buddhism, and became holy.
And the Bodhisattva of the King of Jizo, in front of the Taoist Ancestor set up the support of the Hell is not empty, and swore not to become a Buddha, and the Taoist Ancestor remembered that he was in charge of the Hell Meritorious, and gave Hongmeng Aura to sanctify.
Therefore, among the saints, except for Hongjun, the ancestral saint, the strongest combat power should be Nuwa, and the weakest should be the Jizo King Bodhisattva, who was forcibly promoted to a saint by the Taoist ancestor.
But the legend is that there are eleven saints, and there are legends, even if you add Hongjun himself, but only mention eight saints, the remaining three, but not a word, there are a lot of speculations about the future, some people say that the Peacock Ming King is also a saint, this I still agree with it, after all, the Peacock Ming King is the mother of the Taoist, the sons are all saints, but the mother is not, this can't be said. But even with the addition of the Peacock Daming King, there are only nine saints, and there are two, but I don't know who they are.
Is there one of the eight saints recorded in the organizers, or are there three other saints who are not recorded? I shook my head helplessly, if the legend recorded all the eleven saints, I could still guess one or two of them, but because the records were incomplete, I could only be helpless.
Seeing that I pondered for a long time, Lotte was afraid that I would think too much, so he changed the topic and said: "Captain, you said that you know where to go to get the Nightmare Heart Core, clean up those wandering ghosts in the real world, and the number of days of survival is okay, but the Nightmare Heart Core is too difficult to get, I guess we can't make up enough after the entire earth's wandering souls and wild ghosts are cleaned up." ”
I smiled and said, "Let's go, find a hotel, I don't believe they won't come, and then you don't have to be a ghost catcher, just wait." ”
In the next few days, in addition to sleeping and watching TV in the hotel, we went out to find a chess and card room to play mahjong, just one day at noon, Gu Qianmo threw away the cards in his hand for the nth time, and when he went to the bathroom to wash the turtle on his face, there was a knock on the door outside the room.
Lotte opened the door, a middle-aged man with a full face was standing at the door, I was behind Lotte, a sense of familiarity arose, and there seemed to be no problem with the judgment in my heart.
I patted Rakuten, who was still standing at the doorway and was about to ask a question, and Lotte moved aside. I stepped forward and held out a hand and said, "Welcome, General Swain, Gravedigger Yorick, I know that only those of your plane like to put a title on their name, and you didn't disappoint me, you really came." ”
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