When everything was ready, Musou took out the prayer beads of King Jizo and got drunk.

The moment the rosary was shattered, the yin qi around us gathered sharply, and then a vague figure appeared in front of us. This person is none other than the Jizo King Bodhisattva.

The figure was blurry at first, but gradually, it became clearer and clearer, and at the end, it even turned out to be golden.

The second uncle and a few people immediately bowed their heads, and muttered in their mouths: "Living immortals, I saw living immortals today." ”

King Jizo looked at a few of us with a smile, and then said, "Xu You, Wushuang, what's wrong?" Did something happen? ”

I nodded, "That's right, something happened, we need your help." ”

King Jizo did not shirk either: "But it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

I sighed, "It's not enough to be an illusion, where is your real body?" We must bring out our true bodies. ”

King Jizo hesitated for a moment, and then said in embarrassment: "Xu You, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you in this matter." I don't know where my real body is. ”

Wushuang raised his eyebrows: "You don't know either?" How is this possible? There is an inextricable connection between the illusion and the real body. There's no way you don't know. ”

The king of Jizo was about to speak, when suddenly there was a chaotic noise. I turned my head and saw the abbot taking a picture with his flash on.

I kicked him away and asked the illusion, "yes, how can you not know where your real body is?" ”

King Jizo said, "It stands to reason that the illusion should indeed know where the true body is. But just a few months ago, I suddenly couldn't feel it. ”

When I heard the illusion say this, I was faintly worried in my heart, and then I asked him, "You suddenly can't feel it, is there any general reason for this?" You name it, and everyone will help you analyze it. ”

King Jizo thought for a moment and said, "Perhaps, the real body is dead. ”

It was a bolt from the blue. The news hit me and I felt a little numb all over my body. Now King Jizo is our last reliance, if he dies. What are we going to do?

Wushuang took a nervous step forward, almost grabbing the collar of the illusion: "Are you sure?" ”

The illusion said, "Not sure, it's just a possibility." From ancient times to the present, there have been visions that could not find their true body, and later found that their true body was dead. You must know that those who can make illusions are generally extremely powerful, so the possibility of the illusion losing contact with the real body is very small. So, there aren't many examples of this, and the possibilities, I can't guarantee it. ”

Wushuang pulled the second uncle, pointed to the illusion and asked, "Second uncle, is the monk you saw two days ago him?" ”

The second uncle looked at it suspiciously, thought about it again, nodded and said, "Well, it looks very similar to this, but it's much dirtier than him." ”

Wushuang asked anxiously: "Then what month did you see him?" ”

The second uncle thought for a while: "About two or three months ago. ”

Wushuang asked the illusion again, "When did you lose contact with your real body?" ”

The real body smiled bitterly: "I don't know about this, I have been sealed in this rosary, just now you found me, I can appear here." ”

I walked around the house a little irritably. I thought about it for a while, and said to Wushuang: "Since the second uncle and a few of them have seen the King of Jizo, let's inquire around here, and maybe we can find him." ”

The second uncle interjected and said, "The monk said he came from the west. What else does Tang Seng say is that Tang Seng traveled west to learn scriptures, but he went east, what is different, but he can achieve positive results≤ etc. is all crazy. ”

As soon as I heard this, my eyes lit up and I asked, "You mean that he will go all the way east?" ”

The second uncle nodded: "Yes, he didn't stay in the village for long, and he went to the east, I saw it with my own eyes." ”

I nodded and said, "That's good, that's good, as long as King Jizo is alive, there will always be a way to find him." ”

Wushuang looked at the illusion and asked, "How long can you stay in the human world?" ”

The illusion said, "As long as there is no stronger force than me attacking me, I can stay for about ten years." ”

Wushuang nodded: "Enough, enough." ”

Then she looked at me with an inquiring look: "Let him escort his loved ones to the desert?" ”

I know what Musou means, although we are in a state of soul now, but once we come and go, it will take a lot of time, and King Jizo has been gone for a few months, if we don't hurry up, we may really not be able to catch up.

Immediately after, Wushuang added: "Is it safe?" ”

This sentence was said in the face of the vision of King Jizo.

The illusion grinned, "Although I am an illusion of the Jizo King, to be honest, my strength is about the same as his. ”

As the illusion said this, he pointed to the abbot beside him.

The abbot was a little unhappy: "What do you mean by this?" ”

The illusion said lightly: "That's the literal meaning." ”

I nodded, thought for a while, and smiled at Wushuang, "Have you ever learned to play illusions?" ”

Wushuang shook his head: "I haven't learned." ”

I nodded: "I haven't studied either, are you interested in competing to see who understands first?" ”

Wushuang immediately understood: "Do you mean that we also made two illusions and escorted our families all the way?" ”

I nodded.

Wushuang and I didn't delay and immediately sat down cross-legged. The illusion guides the two of us and analyzes ourselves for ourselves, not yin, not yang, but a mixture of pure power, with a hint of soul.

Wait until it gets dark. Wushuang and I both successfully diverged into an illusion.

Without much delay, we simply went to the individual with our respective parents and sent them away. As for the second uncle, they also went home.

There are only three people left in the house, Wushuang, and the abbot.

I looked at the two of them and said, "Okay, now that things are almost done, let's go." ”

The abbot fiddled with the camera in his hand and said with a sad face: "No, there is something wrong with holding the camera." ”

I leaned over and asked him, "What's going on?" ”

The abbot handed over the camera: "Look, why don't you see anyone?" ”

I took the photo just now, and sure enough, there was only the furnishings of the room, and there was no shadow of an illusion.

I sighed and said, "Maybe it's because the soul can't be imaged on the camera." ”

I had just said this, and suddenly my mind was excited: "Huh? I think there was a saying that this thing needed to be tweaked or something. ”

With that in mind, I went and turned on my computer.

I hadn't used the computer since I was in college, and it was covered with a layer of dust, and I was a little nervous if it could be turned on.

The bellows buzzed for a good five minutes, and the computer finally turned on.

I looked at the background of the desktop and couldn't help but sigh. Because it's a picture in the background, my parents are holding a tiny, tiny baby.

When I was younger, I thought it was me. But it was only now that I finally understood that this little baby was what they called their real son.

Although I have now settled my old suspicions with them, I still feel a little pimple in my heart when I see this photo.

Wushuang asked me, "This is a picture of you when you were a child?" ”

I shook my head: "It's not my picture, it's their son's." ”

Wushuang smiled: "Isn't it the same?" It's your own soul. ”

I thought about it, "That's right. ”

I copied the photo to my computer. Then use the software to adjust the light back and forth. After a few minutes, the appearance of King Jizo was finally revealed.

The abbot smiled: "Not bad, not bad, that's it." ”

We put away the photos, cleaned up a little bit in the house, locked the door, and walked out.

Since last night's incident, there have been some little ghosts sporadically on the streets of Zhengzhou, but after these little ghosts saw a few of us, they all ran away nervously, and they probably all knew that Wushuang was the king of Hades.

The abbot said: "This is not very good∵ we can be recognized by the little ghost anywhere, in this case, aren't all our whereabouts mastered by Wen Yu and a few people?" ”

I thought about it for a while and said, "Don't worry, when you get out of Zhengzhou, it is estimated that there will be no such situation." ”

The shops on the street are closed. And we consciously entered a store, turned on the lights ourselves, connected the power supply, and printed I don't know how many missing person notices.

The abbot laughed and put on the leaflets, and said, "No wonder there are so many men and women in the world. It's so cool to do bad things. ”

I took a stack of leaflets and said, "You can stop and let Wushuang write down a note for you in the merit book one day, and when you die and go to hell, you will feel better." ”

We got out of the shop and started walking slowly east.

We didn't know where King Jizo was, so we had to post small advertisements along the way, and look for him from time to time.

It's just a pity that we never felt his breath. Either he is dead, or he is not within the scope of our thoughts.

We had no choice but to post small advertisements all the way and inquire all the way.

Fortunately, the king of Jizo asked for food all the way, and his identity characteristics are more obvious. You must know that the current monks, which one is not pampered and has a fat brain? Occasionally, I see someone on the street who is stopping people to preach, and most of them are liars.

There are too few people like King Jizo who are sincere and only need a steamed bun. So we asked casually, as long as he appeared in the place, most of the people remembered. We also relied on this looming clue to gradually move towards the east.

On this day, we came to a city. At this time, we are already out of the province.

In our experience, it is most convenient to look for the Jizo King in the village, but it is difficult to find it in the city. So we put up a few flyers and prepared to move on.

Unexpectedly, three or five red armbands, as if waiting for us, came out of nowhere, pointed at us, and said, "Sticking small advertisements indiscriminately, a fine of 200." ”