After breakfast, Lao Fang apologized to Gyatso and the monk, and first drove his two children to school, while Lao Fang's wife was watching TV at home, she should have gone out to buy vegetables at this time, but it can't be said that no one in the family stays at home, after all, there are two installation masters at home. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Gyatso and the monk were in Xiaowen's room, waiting for the old man to come back.

"It's surveillance in the bathroom. Gyatso said while using his desktop computer to mobilize the surveillance records, "The yellow spring water was actually filmed." ”

Generally speaking, it is basically impossible for modern video equipment such as surveillance equipment and mobile phone photography in the real world to capture a complete metaphysical picture, at most it is a ghost blur or a blurred face that can not be focused in the distance.

But because this house is a system of its own, it has a strong ability to transform, you don't see, shouldn't our corpses still lie on the floor of the living room, but we can't see it now, of course, if we want to see, it's not difficult for us, but we finally integrate into this room, and we can't peel ourselves out of the system of this house in order to admire our own appearance. ”

"Yellow spring water, how do you look at it, it's a bit similar to the liquid secreted by the human body, you have been soaking in it for so long. Gyatso is also rare at this time with a bit of humor, or, maybe only they can talk and ridicule each other like this, one is a senior monk from the Central Plains, the other is a Tibetan monk, the two people's understanding and concept of the Buddhist scriptures must have many differences, but there are more commonalities between the two people.

"It doesn't smell much, at least, the poor monk doesn't perceive much of it. The monk smiled slightly, "At that time, the poor monk had a feeling of being a bodhisattva of the king of Jizo. ”

"That's good, Seven Laws, it seems that it's a pity, you can become a Buddha after a while, why waste years in the ancient Zen of the green lantern. Gyatso said.

"Seeking Buddha, focusing on a process, is an accumulation, seeking Buddha is not seeking an official position, there is no shortcut to take, the road that seems to be a shortcut, in fact, is the most rugged and tortuous. "The monk is serious.

"There are words in the words, seven laws, irony that I have entered the devil from the Buddha?" Gyatso didn't mind, he turned off the surveillance record in the bathroom, opened the record of Xiaowen's bedroom, and soon, he and Xiaowen's figures appeared, and he was constantly taking bones from under the bed, one by one, one by one, over and over again, tirelessly.

"You are only forced by the times to enter the demon from the Buddha, at that time, you have to die if you don't enter the demon, there is a Buddha in your heart, ignore the evil demons, keep a Buddha heart, and open up the dignified road of Buddhism with the demon body, this is your way, and it is also your creation. ”

Gyatso smiled and pointed to the monitor, "Do you see that bony hand?"

The monk nodded.

"We're in this house now, but how do we find him, how do we communicate with him after we find him, the Seven Laws, tell me the truth, whether you want to make a profit, or if you want to cross him, or just just be curious. ”

"It's all there. The monk looked at the screen of Gyatso desperately pulling the bony hand.

"Lao Fang should be back soon, this is not far from his children's school. Gyatso said as he looked at the time in the lower right corner of the computer.

But his family didn't think so. The monk stood up and got up from his chair in front of the desktop.

Gyatso took a deep breath and stood up as well,

The two monks looked at the door of Xiaowen's bedroom together, and outside the door, Xiaowen, Xiaojuan and Lao Fang's wife stood in turn.

This family of three, just staring at the monk and Gyatso with an expressionless face, sometimes, for people's expressions, there is no expression, but it makes people feel more chilling, because you can't clearly capture the other party's psychological state from his facial information to judge his next move, and the unknown is precisely one of the most famous g-spots among the many sources of human fear.

"Amitabha. ”

The monk solemnly recited a Buddha name,

"The poor monk is here to liberate you and others. ”

The monk did not continue to pretend to be his installer master, because at this time, it didn't seem to make much sense, and what he needed to do, what he needed to achieve, at this time, there was actually the last and most difficult step left, and he was no longer allowed to continue to hide.

Gyatso stood behind the monk and looked at the solemn appearance of the monk in front of him, he did not show his demon body, nor did he show his Tibetan Buddhism, maybe, for fooling people, well, this is the ability to fool ghosts, the Central Plains monk is more experienced.

"Master, the toilet in my bathroom is blocked. The old man's wife said to the monk with an expressionless face.

"Master, my game console is too deep under the bed, and I can't take it out. Xiaowen said expressionlessly.

"Master, my mirror is crooked. Xiaojuan also said expressionlessly.

"It's all the position of the eye of the formation. Gyatso stood behind the Seven Laws and whispered.

Qilu nodded, indicating that he also knew.

Immediately, the Seven Laws began to meditate on the scriptures:

"Nam no Amitabha night Dortagadha night;

Dordi Night, Amiya, Dubhabi;

............”

Under "The Curse of Death", the expressions of the family of three seem to have been eased to a certain extent, at least from the perspective of facial expressions, their facial lines are no longer as clear as before, and they are much softer.

"Master, I'll help you get the toilet out later. After speaking, the old wife turned around and left.

"Master, help me get the game console from under the bed later. After Xiaowen finished speaking, he also turned to leave.

"Master, help me fix the mirror later. After Xiaojuan finished speaking, she also turned around and left.

"A mantra of the past is just a little bit of time added to us. Gyatso sighed a little, "Qilu, do you have a little regret now, perhaps, we should have brought one more person in, for example, that fat man, his mastery and attainment in the formation are no less than those who specialize in taking the formation strengthening route, but he has been hidden too deeply." ”

"It's very difficult to do, Su Bai is a very smart person, the two of us staying here together is already the limit that he can't be aware of before, and with one more person, it's impossible not to let him notice, and maybe he won't want to leave this house at that time.

If there are more people in the house than there are people outside the house, he will subconsciously feel that the house is safer, and it will increase his memory of the house, in that case, he will not be willing to insist that the old party send him out of the house that morning. ”

Gyatso suddenly felt a little funny, and said, "Monk, you are dedicated to worshiping the Buddha, and there is nothing else in your heart except yourself and the Buddha, how do you feel that you have another person now? Are you so afraid of Su Bai?"

"Once bitten by a snake for ten years afraid of grass rope, what we are doing, the success rate is still very high, but it takes a little patience and enough tenacity, this is not an unbreakable game, and we do not need to bear the weight of impossible losses. Perhaps, in a desperate situation, having Su Bai can have an unexpected game-breaking effect, but now it is obviously not a desperate situation, he is there, and it is difficult for the poor monk to feel at ease. ”

"If Su Bai knew that he had actually left his own psychological shadow in the heart of such a high monk, would he feel very proud?"

"Amitabha, cultivating Buddha is a heart that is afraid of all things. After the monk finished speaking, he looked around, "Let's start here, there is no need to change places." ”

Gyatso nodded, squatted down on the edge of the bed very skillfully, and then began to reach in and take the bones out from under the bed, and the monk stood behind Gyatso, meditating on Amitabha.

After about half an hour, when the pile of bones in the room became a small mountain again, Gyatso stopped, he grabbed a bone hand, and then began to wrestle, starting to zombie, and finally, the bone hand was slowly pulled out from under the bed.

Behind the bones, there are arms, a body, and a black head, as if a person is being pulled out from under the bed by Gyatso.

A feeling of anger began to ripple through the room.

"Amitabha, the poor monk knows that you still have a mind. ”

At this point, the monk is very sure.

"If you have really become a stupid thing who can only express emotions and don't know how to communicate, in the past two years, one story world after another, you can't survive at all, you can't get by, even if you are very powerful, even if you are terrifying, but according to the aesthetics of horror broadcasting, a pure beast is definitely not the kind it likes, and if you lose your sanity, how can you read the main quest and side quest?"

A sigh came from under the bed,

Gyatso did not continue to pull out, did not pull the other party out completely, but stalemate.

"You guys, what you want, what you want. "The voice coming from under the bed was hoarse and weak, this was a exhausted man, a tormented man.

Gyatso and the monk glanced at each other, and they could talk.

I have worked hard to get to this point, and all I want is the beginning of this conversation.

"What we want is ......"

Before the monk finished speaking, there was a sudden angry roar from under the bed,

"Arrogant juniors, you took the initiative to disturb my life, and now you still want to destroy it, ruined the beauty that you have worked so hard to create!"

Gyatso's complexion changed suddenly, and his body transformed into a demon body, but he still couldn't suppress this terrible pressure, and the air flow in Xiaowen's room turned into a terrifying wind at this time, and it kept sweeping down.

The monk's face was solemn, he stretched out his hands, and blocked these gangfeng, and at the same time, a touch of anger also appeared on his face:

"It's Su Bai, it's definitely Su Bai again, what the hell is he doing outside!" (To be continued.) )