Chapter Forty-Seven: Pale Red Handprints
I hurriedly asked, "Is it possible to break this spell?" Although Ayido is wearing it himself, this is also his father's love for his daughter, not to mention that his father does not know the mission of this box, and the so-called ignorant is not a sin. The true love in the world is not as expensive as the nurturing and caring of parents, but this kindness has become a tragedy, isn't it not in line with heaven and humanity? â
"Hahaha, what a heavenly man." The Void Elder smiled and said: "What you say is good in the eyes of the world, but it's a pity that under heaven and earth, people are small, and no matter how big people are, how can they be able to defeat the way of heaven?" You said that in order to protect their own food, human beings have exterminated rats and locusts on a large scale, and these rats and locusts are not also looking for food and feeding their children, and the hearts of parents are no different from human beings, so why should they be exterminated? â
"This ...... This, that grain is not grown by them, and it is of course a sin to eat it secretly. "I don't think I'm able to argue it, but there's no other reason for it.
"Ahaha, then, in that case, this bird's head box was not made by the girl's father, and it is not a sin to dig it up and take it for himself? Although people's hearts are precious, in the eyes of heaven, are they equivalent to rats and locusts in the eyes of people? â
I was speechless for a moment. But he still wanted to save Ayido's life, so he asked again: "Then you said that you know the use of this bird's head box, can you open the net and save her life, isn't it that the Buddha also said that saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter?" â
"Well, there is a way to crack it. There is a contradiction under the old thing's spell. â
"Oh? What kind of contradiction? I quickly asked.
"Haha, you think, the curse behind this box is to resurrect the dead, but anyone who dies unjustly with kindness can avoid the suffering of the six reincarnations, and after the soul is in the box for 100 days, if there is a chance, the corpse can also be borrowed to return the soul. And his incantation said, "Whoever digs this box and takes it for himself will have no offspring...... So......" The elder deliberately dragged his voice.
"So that is to say, Ayido's father happened to be the one who dug up the box and should cut off his children and grandchildren, so Ayido, as a descendant, will die. And Ayido came out to ask for help for the villagers trapped by the flash flood, and only then did she have a car accident, that is, she died with kindness, so she should live again. This is the paradox of his mantra? â
"Well...... That's what it means. Elder Void deliberately let me say the subtlety myself, "So, one death curse, one life curse, one death and one life, one evil and one good, two against each other, tie." â
"How is this a tie? That being said, Ayido is dead. In addition, it is said that the soul of this good person can be resurrected by a hundred days or an organic fate, but what is this opportunity? â
"Boy, today you are tired, I'm afraid that the seal of the heaven and earth is not long, and when you learn the guidance of the Yi people, I will come to you again, No, this is the ancient Yi language practice of the mind, take it." Okay, let's go and rest first! â
"Huh? Wait, what's the mind, where? ...... "Before I could finish asking, I felt a lightness in my body and moved somewhere.
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I don't know how long it took, but my consciousness returned to a timed state, and with a slight thought, I parted the ten finger seals, and my eyes slowly opened.
It was still on the chaise longue in the bedroom, the curtains were drawn to the darkness of the room, only the babbling of pop songs from the living room outside the house and a glimmer of light outside the crack in the door, it was Ayido watching the show.
I sat on the couch, cross-legged and recalling the conversation just now, although I felt that the process was as ethereal as a dream, but the words were so real, as if they had just been experienced.
True Void, Heavenly Spirit, Grace ...... This is a new harvest today, at least I already know that the place I went to after these two meditations is not an illusion, and this heavenly spiritual aperture will be completely opened as long as it is after my birthday, as for where is this heavenly spiritual aperture...... I think it may have a similar relationship with Tianling Gai, don't think about it, and then you will naturally understand.
Thinking about it carefully, although the theory that the elder said that "under the way of heaven, people are like ants" is cruel, but empathizing with the attitude of human beings towards other living beings is not high and self-respecting.
In ancient times, there were beggars or poor people who thought that the things in the temple could keep them safe and rich, so they went to steal the incense burner and candlestick in the temple and even took away the small Buddha statue and put it at home to make offerings. There are also people who dare to dig up people's ancestral graves to steal sacrifices and sell them.
Although these people can be satisfied for a while, and some of them even make a lot of money, but in the end not only did they not transfer, but also had a lot of bad luck, some of them were in prison, the most serious were terminally ill, their wives were separated, their families were ruined, and countless people died. Presumably these people are the "rat locusts among people" in the eyes of Heavenly Dao, right?
I don't know how long it took to think about it, and I remembered that there was a girl outside the house who had died unjustly because of her kindness, and I felt indignant again. No matter how powerful the Biasura's mana is, he still did something wrong after all, at least from the perspective of me, the "rat locust", this spell is not rigorous!
For the time being, this so-called Void Elder is regarded as such a person, and what he said is really true, but why did he leave without giving him the mental method of practicing the ancient Yi language? The old man was too careless.
While thinking that the next time I met him, I would have to take it first, and then I raised my hand to look at the time, and it was already half past four.
After staying and stretching his limbs, this meditation for a long time, although the mind has not been able to rest, but the body is really comfortable, this body lĂŹ until the night before sleeping, it is more than enough.
When I turned around and saw the notebook, I opened it and wanted to see the ancient Yi translation sent by the old man, but when I opened the screen, I couldn't help but shudder, and the black screen was actually ...... There is a red palm print!
This sudden scene, the heartbeat accelerated significantly, and he subconsciously threw the computer to the other end of the chaise longue.
Looking at the computer and there was no response, I tried to adjust my breathing, and then slowly leaned over to look at it carefully, and comforted myself, maybe I had been meditating for too long and hallucinating?
Wait a few minutes, after the heartbeat is slightly normal, and then pick up the computer to look at the screen again, the palm print is still there, on the dark frosted screen, a person's right palm print looms, it is by no means a sweaty hand print, nor is it a screen protection picture, it is faint, as if whose hand was smeared with a thin layer of red wax and pressed on it, and even some clear textures can be seen.
I stretched out my right hand, not daring to make direct contact, slowly leaned up, and compared it at a distance of about a centimeter, the size of the mark was very close to my palm, and then I put my nose close to smell it, but there was no smell.
I quickly turned on the bedside lamp to carefully look at the palm prints and fingerprints on the pale red handprints, and then look at the palm prints and fingerprints on my right hand...... What the? This turned out to be my own handprint??
I looked at this pale red handprint on the screen, my brain was buzzing, when did I press the red handprint on it?
The last time I used the computer was when I was out in a meeting with their group, how many things did my right hand touch at that time? Gather your thoughts slowly: I touched the dishes and chopsticks during lunch, but I didn't have any sauce on my hands...... Then I took my phone and made a call...... And then I took the brochure...... And then there is the black incense...... Took the TV remote control...... Then I went into the bedroom, and when I entered the bedroom, the computer was already closed...... After thinking about it, there was no red thing, and then I saw that my right palm was clean and not stained with any color.
After taking a few deep breaths, a thought could not help but fly through my mind: Or, just close my palm with the seal and see if anything will change, so that there will not be a ridiculous plot like the time and space gate in a science fiction movie that sucks me into the computer.
I want to think so, but there is always a trace of timidity in my heart, in order not to be sucked away, I lay on the bed, put the computer on the pillow, hook my feet tightly on the edge of the end of the bed, and desperately grasp the bedside with my left hand, put the five elements in my neck against the computer screen in front of me, take a deep breath and hold my breath after transporting it to the dantian, and finally slowly aim the palm of my right hand at the red palm print and press it......
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One second, two seconds, three seconds...... I don't know how long it took, I couldn't hold my breath anymore, so I had to let go, panting and wondering, so I put my right hand down.
But at the moment when he removed his right hand, he found that the anthurium print was ...... It's gone!
I quickly raised my right hand and turned it over, and the five fingers on the entire palm of my hand were as red as if they had been scalded by boiling water...... It seems that there are hundreds of millions of ants that are so small that they can't be seen by the naked eye, drilling into and into each of my palm fingerprints!
I hurriedly shook my right hand and ran out of the bedroom to the bathroom.
Put your hand on the faucet and rinse it desperately, but the water column is turned on to the maximum, and it still can't wash away the heat, maybe the palm is too hot, so that the steam actually comes out of the hand, and in less than a minute, the red on the palm of the hand is completely gone, but there is no red water mark in the pool, which is definitely not washed, but ...... It's in! Slowly and completely penetrated into my body from my palm prints!
At this point, my mind was blank, I couldn't imagine what would happen next, the fear and confusion at this time were gone, all that was left was a kind of waiting, the kind of waiting for the unknown, without direction.
I close my eyes and feel the heat in the palm of my right hand, slowly climbing down my veins, they may slowly dissolve into my every cell like a virus, what will I do? Corroded? Melted? Turned into a zombie? âŚâŚ
I wanted to guess, but I couldn't organize my thoughts at all, and now I just wanted to wait for the final results to be announced soon, and I couldn't do anything at this point, and I wouldn't even regret why I had to put my palm up and take such a big risk.
I could hear the faucet still running there, and outside the house, Ayido shouted, "Brother Bimo, what's wrong with you?" At this time, I didn't think about anything, but closed my eyes and felt the hot torrent spreading rapidly: to the shoulder, to the major artery in the neck, then around the cervical vertebrae, to the cerebellum, and up the ......
My head was getting bigger and bigger, and I opened my eyes and finally looked at the mirror in front of the sink, which was a little blurry and blurry......
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