The next night, the night put on the most comfortable pajamas, sat cross-legged on the ground facing the window, burned three long incense sticks around him, a small round wooden sign was carved, which was engraved with Wang Xiaohu's birthday, and then took out a metal compass of the same size as the wooden card, according to the sexagenary branch, discharged his own fate, and made marks in the four palaces.

Then put the compass lightly aside, took out a small porcelain bottle, which contained a drop of Wang Xiaohu's blood yesterday, poured on Wang Xiaohu's life chart, and recited a secret mantra in his mouth.

The night also dripped the metal compass with a drop of his own blood, and the two life charts produced a magical attraction, and the night looked solemn, and quickly recited the incantation in his mouth: "The gods of the two places are towering, and the ups and downs are restrained and the blame is parted." The yang class is my yin class, and the movement belongs to this quiet yin ......"

In Zhenzhen's words, strange things happened, the wooden disc and the compass, like two magnets that attract each other, snapped together, and the adhesion was extremely strong, and the night gently turned the compass, combining his own sexagenary branch with Wang Xiaohu's sexagenary branch, turning quite slowly, and it seemed that it consumed a lot of strength, and there were beads of sweat looming on the forehead of the night.

His eyes widened, but his hands were as calm as a mountain, and the lights in the whole suite began to flicker, flickering like unstable voltage, sometimes dazzling light, sometimes dim like a candle flame about to be extinguished at any time.

As soon as the vision came out, the night spell became even faster. When the fate of the two coincided, the white smoke rising from the three long incense sticks in a delicate wine glass in front of them suddenly stopped, and a mysterious power filled the entire room. The night sat cross-legged, meditated with his hands on his lap, and gently closed his eyes.

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Zhao family, Wang Xiaohu has a lot of people around him, Gao Qi, Yuan Zhongtang, and a few buddies. Yuan Mu, Zhang Qing...... All of them arrived, and everyone talked about it. They were all speculating about how the night would make a move, and what made them uneasy was that the iron lock of the wooden cabinet in the main house was broken, and it was obvious that the night had discovered the existence of Geng Jianyang and Feng Kong. But nothing was done. The unknown is the fear, and for a while I can't figure out the intention of the night, and I don't know how to deal with it.

Old man Yuanmu asked Yuan Zhongtang beside him in a deep voice: "Can the master in the door be ambushed?" ”

"Don't worry, old man, all the masters in the door are a hundred meters away, as long as I blow the whistle, I can arrive in a moment."

Old Man Yuanmu went to see Feng Gang again, and Feng Gang nodded at him: "Dao, don't worry." I used a secret technique to point Feng Kong and Geng Jianyang's acupoints, except for the ones that others couldn't solve. Since the other party has discovered the two of them, they will show up generously and abide by their position. ”

It seems that there is nothing to prepare for, the old man Yuanmu sighed, walked to Wang Xiaohu's side and said: "Master Wang, there is only so much that everyone can do, and among all of them, you can quickly wake up in the illusion, and fight against the night, you can only count on you, this is also no way, there are our people all around, and dozens of masters are arranged, but if you have the upper hand, move at the right time, or can't resist, just shout softly, the middle hall is in the main house behind, not far from you." ”

Wang Xiaohu nodded: "Don't worry, old man, there are three talents who dare not say that a custom suit can be used in the night, at least self-protection is safe, I will shout if there is something, we are many people, and we are not afraid of him." ”

Wang Xiaohu said this just to comfort the old man, in the face of illusionists, the more people there are, the more useless they are, in fact, everyone knows this truth, but if you don't say that, what should you say?

What should be said and what should be done was done, Wang Xiaohu looked at his watch, and it was about to be eleven o'clock, and he comforted: "If you come at night, you will definitely come, I will prepare, and everyone will leave." ”

The old man Yuanmu walked out with everyone, at this time, Shi Shiran paced in from outside the door at night, Wang Xiaohu's eyes lit up, and he reached out and grabbed the ghost stick on the side of the rattan chair, the night was still the same, with a smile, with the arrogance of the nobles, he met the old man Yuanmu and everyone from the courtyard, that is, they ran into the opposite side.

The strange thing is that everyone seems to be blind, no one sees the night, and they are still muttering to each other, and what is even more bizarre is that the night penetrates the body of everyone who comes on, like a ghost, just walking straight over.

The scene in front of him is really a little weird, like an illusion, but it is not like it, but illusion is like a reality, no matter what incredible things are done at night, Wang Xiaohu is strange at most, and then he will become relieved, but the next scene, still let him not think, the night is still about three meters away from him, he actually spoke, and asked Wang Xiaohu with a smile: "I didn't use any illusion, don't you think it's strange, why can't they hear me, can't they see me?" ”

"You're a pervert, and you can't make anyone feel strange about anything." Wang Xiaohu replied, hesitating whether to do it, and finally held back, at this time everyone has not gone far, if you do it, the night is hidden in it, it is a big trouble.

The night saw Wang Xiaohu's concerns, and said with a smile: "Are you worried about others?" It doesn't matter, now I, only you can see, you can feel, others don't know my existence at all, I said this is not an illusion, it is a fate, I don't break your three talents, but also enter your fate, to see whose fate is stronger. ”

After a few words, everyone went out of the courtyard, only Yuan Zhongtang looked at him in amazement behind Wang Xiaohu, I don't know who he was talking to, the next moment, Wang Xiaohu picked up the ghost torturer stick and pounced fiercely towards the night, but the night was motionless, Wang Xiaohu penetrated his illusory body, used too much force, suddenly stumbled, turned his head, made a gesture with a smile in the night, and suddenly chanted: "Guanzi Bodhisattva. When walking deep in Prajnaparamita. Seeing that the aggregates are empty, and all suffering is overcome. Relic. The color is not different from the emptiness. Empty and not heterochromatic. Color is emptiness. Emptiness is color. Knowing what to do. The same is true. ”

Since the aggregates are empty, what else is real? Wang Xiaohu, I will seal your body now! The night stretched out his index finger and gently wiped it towards Wang Xiaohu, who pounced on him again, and his movements were gentle as if he was driving away a mosquito, but Wang Xiaohu's body suddenly stiffened and could no longer move.

Wang Xiaohu was shocked, the night was far away from him, just lightly gestured his fingers, and he couldn't move, what kind of secret technique was this? Why isn't the middle finger alert? When Wang Xiaohu was surprised, he didn't dare to slack off, hurriedly calmed down, and silently recited the meditation mantra in his heart, but no matter how he responded, he still couldn't move, and he slowly walked over in the night, and said to him almost face to face: "The Buddha told Sariputta that the six roots and six dusts are all illusory methods that are conjured from the reality of the vacuum, and they are not real, do you understand this sentence?" ”

"Fuck you!" Wang Xiaohu scolded, and he was not annoyed at night, but still said quietly: "The eyes, ears, nose, tongue, and body are called the six roots, also known as the six feelings, which are the six inner parts of the twelve places and the six roots of the eighteen worlds. The six roots can ingest the corresponding six realms, namely color, sound, fragrance, taste, touch, and law; The corresponding six consciousnesses are developed, namely: eye, ear, nose, tongue, body, and consciousness. The six roots are taken outwardly, and sentient beings are prone to not knowing where to go because of external affairs, so their true nature is blinded, and they are confused and create karma. coincides with my knowledge of illusion, your mouth is too stinky, and now I'm going to seal your mouth! ”

With a slight stroke of the index finger, Wang Xiaohu could no longer speak, his eyes were wide open, almost staring out of the fire, and the night was still talking: "The colorless sound and fragrance touch the six, called the six realms, which are indispensable realms when the six roots work, that is, the eyes can see the color, the ears can smell the sound, the nose can smell the fragrance, the tongue can taste, the body has touch, and the mind has thoughts." In short, the Six Realms contain all cognizable objects. The Six Realms have the possibility of tempting sentient beings to turn their minds outward, that is, they are easy to deceive the true heart of sentient beings, and because they are polluting, they are also called the Six Dusts, so the Six Realms are also called the Six Dusts. The interaction between the six roots and the six dusts causes sentient beings to give birth to all kinds of false discriminations, create all kinds of karmic causes, and feel all kinds of effects. ”

"Now I'm going to seal your eyes!" The finger of the night waved lightly in front of Wang Xiaohu's eyes, and suddenly the world was dark, Wang Xiaohu's heart was shocked, and he could still hear the dull voice of the night in his ears: "If you can understand the lemma, although there are six to treat the dust, you can still not be contaminated by the dust." In the end, we can see the color and dust and be equal, we can not distinguish but see the heaven and hell equal, hear the sound and dust without making a difference, no matter whether others are ruined or famous, we can not afford to be happy and depressed, and smell the fragrance and dust without making a difference, so that the toilet can be turned into a hall of incense, the tongue tastes the dust without choosing the sweet and bitter, and the body feels the dust without intentionally being astringent, smooth and soft and hard, so that it can turn the sword and arrow into heaven; Intention touches the dust of the law, and does not follow the law, from not following the falsehood, the heart is self-determined, and the cultivation and cultivation finally shows the true nature. ”

"If you can do what I said, I won't be able to seal you, maybe the one who has done this step is already the Bodhisattva realm, do you have this realm? You don't have it, so you can only be controlled by me, and then, I will seal your ears and nose, leaving you alone, that is, knowing God, I can't seal your knowledge of God, but I can personally destroy him. ”

Wang Xiaohu's ears heard the last word, "Seal!" Then he fell into endless darkness, unable to hear, to see, to smell, to move, or to speak...... The next moment, the night took another step forward, blended into Wang Xiaohu's body, and gradually merged into one.

Thanks: Friday's smile voted for the monthly pass. (To be continued......)