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"Don't move, wait for me—"

I only called this sentence, and there was a new change at the bottom of the lake, and this change seemed to be indescribable in words.

Mouth - I watched as a large mouth appeared at the bottom of the lake, right where the Yanfohai was trapped. The mouth is horizontally placed in the east-west direction, with a total width of about three meters, and the longitudinal width is more than one meter, just enough to eat the whole Yanfohai.

If there is a mouth, there must be teeth in the mouth.

I saw that the two rows of cold white teeth were biting on Yan Fohai's waist, one row at the midpoint of the line between the middle of the body and the Dantian Qi Sea, and the other row at the midpoint of the line between his tail vertebra and the large vertebral point at the back of his neck.

The mouth quietly emerged from the silt at the bottom of the lake, it was a "human" mouth, which could also be said to be the mouth of a demon monster, but in any case, as long as the two rows of teeth were together, Yan Fohai would be bitten off and die on the spot.

"You...... You can't save me. "Yan Fohai is not an incompetent person, and in this case, he still has not lost his mind.

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Yan, I really ...... I can only say I'm sorry, I went to the lake to rescue Mrs. Han, and I came from the bottom of my heart...... The original intention, I didn't expect to affect Your Excellency...... "This is my sincere words, because I decided to go to the lake before, and I didn't ask to go to the sea of words and Buddhas." He took the initiative to follow, and I didn't ask anything of him.

"I don't blame you, maybe it's fate. Hehe, my surname is Buddha Hai, and I am buried in a nameless mouth today, and I really didn't have the word 'Yan' in vain. You, you...... Knowing today's changes, I wouldn't have come to the Blue Stone Tahitian and rushed directly to the mirror room in the city, wouldn't it be simple and direct? This catastrophe, it seems that I can't avoid it, the only thing I regret is that I can't even leave a whole corpse......" He clasped the sharp corner of the stone with his right hand, and his left hand hung down, slowly rubbing on the row of teeth.

The most terrifying thing is that when Yan Fohai's fingers touched that mouth, it twitched slightly, just like normal people's lips are afraid of itching.

It is true, it is a "living mouth".

"When I die, a lot of secrets are disconnected. Throughout the ages, probably many untold secrets have died out in this way. Mirror Room ...... The mirror room can no longer be cracked through the back door, it will be passed on forever, and occupy an important position in the history of human science. Is that a good thing? Perhaps. By now, I have to admit that I am a careerist, and for my own personal gain, I am constantly grabbing secrets that originally belonged to others, large and small, and there are no less than a thousand pieces. In the face of these secrets, money, official positions, fame and fortune are nothing, as long as they are made public, many people will lose their officials, give up their wealth, and give up their lives...... The ancients have long said that the more secrets they know, the shorter their lives. I didn't listen to the ancient teachings, and finally I planted on it. Come here, I can tell you all the secrets, let you inherit my career, continue to move forward, keep climbing, until you pursue the most perfect world......" Yan Fohai was a little unwilling.

I took a step forward, and the boat rocked from side to side, nearly throwing me off.

For a moment, I almost believed what Yan Buddha said, because he was very sincere.

When a man is about to die, his words are good. The bird is dying, and its song is mourning.

It was precisely because I knew this sentence that I mistakenly believed him, thinking that he really wanted to do something good before the end of his life, so as not to let the peerless metaphysical knowledge be lost.

"Okay, you wait for me, I'll come right over." I say.

I lowered my oars and stood up, carefully walking to the bow. If nothing else, I can save Yan Fohai. Now, that big mouth hasn't been wielded yet, and we seem to have a chance.

"Come here. "The sea of words beckoned to me.

Before I could get out of the boat, the big mouth under Yan Fohai suddenly opened and almost became round.

Yan Fohai's reaction was very agile, his hands hooked the sharp corners of the stone, and he jumped, completely out of the control of the big mouth, and landed on the stone.

"Haha, what else can you do to me now?" he laughed.

The stones in the silt are all rooted, and they should have been built from the bottom of the lake layer by layer when the wild lake was built. No matter how powerful that big mouth is, it is impossible to swallow the rockery pile together. Therefore, the sea of words and Buddhas has been temporarily safe.

"Come back!" I beckoned to him.

He turned towards Madame Han's boat, his hands slapping in the air against the invisible wall.

"I need to wake them up. He said. However, the invisible wall shielding power is too high. No matter what Yan Fohai did on this side of the wall, all the people on the boat turned a blind eye.

"Mr. Yan, let's go back first, I feel terrible. I reminded him.

In this case, water is the most dangerous element. Once the water returns, no one on the two boats can escape.

Yan Fohai seems to have forgotten the danger and just desperately smashes the wall.

I looked into the mud beneath his feet, and the big mouth was gone, leaving no trace. Looking further afield, I saw that if I wanted to get back to shore, I had to walk forward on foot, with great difficulty. I don't know what kind of strange creature the big mouth in the mud is, and I don't know if there are any other places. Luckily, we all had a solution, and that was to call the police.

Suddenly, I felt the wooden boat moving quietly under my feet, and just as I wanted to remind Yan Fohai, the invisible wall in front of him seemed to disappear. With the tendency to slap the wall with all his might, he couldn't restrain himself and plunged forward, head to foot, in the mud.

This time, he was not so lucky, and after struggling for a long time, he just held on to a stone to stabilize his body. Right behind him, a large mouth slowly opened, came from back to front, and swallowed him in one gulp.

Immediately, a ravine more than ten meters wide appeared between the two boats, black rumbling, bottomless.

Big Mouth and Yan Buddha rolled into the ditch together, this scene made me frightened, with the depth of the ditch, no one wanted to climb up from it.

I was in a cold sweat, and if it was me who had ventured out of the boat, I would be in that ditch at this moment. The only thing to be thankful for was that the people on the opposite boat suddenly woke up and looked at me together. At this time, there is no way to escape, you can only watch each other, and no one can help anyone.

"Xiao Xia, what's going on here?" Lady Han called.

I replied, "Mr. Yan Fohai has fallen under the bottom of the lake." ”

Mrs. Han walked to the bow of the boat and looked into the ravine.

"It's too deep, it's too dark, you can't see anything. She said.

"Madame, you ...... Didn't everyone just experience the ghost hitting the wall together?"

Mrs. Han shook her head: "Don't worry, as a last resort, I will ask the police for help." ”

It can be seen that she is more reluctant to intervene with the police than I do.

Everything in front of us is like a nightmare, and we are all ants in the nightmare, being wantonly played with by the giant spirit palm of fate, upside down and upside down, unable to control ourselves. The only thing that can be done is to wait bitterly and desperately, waiting for the moment after dawn, when you wake up from your dream.

"I already knew that the Ghost Bodhisattva had left something extraordinary in this wild lake. Mrs. Han said quietly.

The people on the boat all retreated to the stern of the boat, crowded together, and did not dare to come out. Only Madame Han kept the bow of the boat isolated, calm as usual.

"Ma'am, has the Ghost Bodhisattva revealed any suggestive words?" I asked.

The ghost bodhisattva died in the underground of the mirror room, but his death came too suddenly, and he was cut by Xue Donglai, and he didn't even leave any last words. What's more, at that time, no one mentioned the matter of the Blue Rock Tahiti Villa, and no one had anything to do with him and Mrs. Han. So, for me, the ghost bodhisattva gradually turned into a strange symbol, leaving no trace in my mind.

Mrs. Han lowered her head and looked at the bottomless abyss.

Under the silt, it is unfathomable, as if the rift has been leading to the distant center of the earth, eating the sea of words and Buddhas into the belly of the earth.

When he sucked Mr. Mo dry, Yan Fohai once said wildly that he wanted to be the master of the universe. This time, before he could take the first step towards his lofty ideals, he was already buried in the depths of the earth, which cannot but be said to be a big joke.

The mysterious giant mouth that appears in the muddy mudflats at the bottom of the lake is really like a proverb, such as the sentence handed down by ancient metaphysicians - "The secret of heaven must not be leaked, and those who leak the secret of heaven will die." ”

I don't doubt that after bringing together the wisdom of the two great thaumaturgical masters, Yan Fohai has soared in an instant, reaching the immeasurable height of "the gods overlooking the city of Jinan". When I say "immeasurable," I mean that human beings will never be able to understand God's way of thinking, so since ancient times, the only thing humans can do when they see the gods is to kneel in the dust, bow down, and dare not look up. As a kneeling person, it is never possible to figure out the intentions of the gods floating in the air.

I don't know what the sea of words and Buddhas who have reached the "divine realm" sees, thinks, or plans.

Before opening his big mouth, he did see through the heavenly machine, and it was possible that he controlled the heavenly machine and held the fate of countless people in the palm of his hand.

He is good at the "art of soul restraint", which is related to thought, reincarnation, soul, and control. Therefore, providence caused his intelligence to soar.

"Omen - the black swan is soaring upwards with the momentum of a harrier drilling into the sky, which is the omen of the improvement of the intelligence of the Buddha Sea. "I snapped up.

Omen are everywhere in nature, but too many people lack the vision to find them. When he entered the lake, Yan Fohai must have also seen the strange appearance of those black swans, but when he was in the spring breeze, he didn't realize that the heavens had issued a striking warning.

As for me, I don't know why, and I still need to work hard to improve my IQ, emotional intelligence, and thaumaturgical cultivation.

"Abyssal Mouth, Devouring Technique. Mrs. Han only said eight words.

Literally, I can also understand the meaning of these eight words.

"The Ghost Bodhisattva once said that everyone has an end time, and before the end comes, we must be fully prepared. Death is not terrible, a gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late. A true thaumaturgist is both a prophet and a preemptive striker, so that everything in the future runs according to his own plan. Death first, revenge, revenge, hatred...... It's also a very perfect process. This wild lake is prepared for the 'Devouring Technique', those who are devoured by the abyssal maw will never be allowed to enter reincarnation, and their bodies and souls will forever drift to another place outside heaven and hell, just like an interstellar wanderer lost in the starry universe......" Mrs. Han's expression became very confused, because the meaning of these words was quite obscure, even people with professional interstellar knowledge could not fully understand it.

Now, the most important thing to do is not to discuss the life and death of Yan Fohai, but to find a way to save everyone ashore.

There are already people in the villa, and the people led by Wen Peony are afraid that they can't fully believe it. If they are blindly summoned, it may not lead to the consequences of "watching the fire from the other side and falling into the well".

"Madam, since the Ghost Bodhisattva has laid down the 'Devouring Technique', did he follow up on the reminder of how to end all this?" I asked aloud.

Mrs. Han's eyes became even more confused: "He said it, but I still don't understand what he said." What he said was 'the ancestral dragon is in the sky, and the thousand souls are poisonous'. ”

I connected her prophetic words: "The mouth of the abyss, the art of devouring, the ancestral dragon crosses the sky, and a thousand souls are poisonous." These sixteen words, the first half is easy to understand, and the second half is obscure, and it is impossible to understand at all......"

In ancient books, "ancestral dragon" is a specific word, representing the reign of Qin Shi Huang.

Ying Zheng claimed to be the "First Emperor", that is, the emperor of the first feudal dynasty in the world. The Emperor is the "Son of Heaven", the "Dragon Seed", who is ordered by the heavens and the lower realm to rule over the people of Dawn. The word "ancestral dragon" is only worthy of being used by him alone.

Right now, there is a person in Jinan City, who can be called "Ancestral Dragon". That is the lord of the Qin King Society, the King of Qin.

I looked in all directions, if the prophecies of the Ghost Bodhisattva were all well-founded, I believed that King Qin would soon appear and break the current deadlock.

The only thing that puzzles me is the phrase "a thousand souls poison", if the soul refers to the name on the tombstones at the nursery station on the north shore of the lake, then what is the meaning of the word "poison"?

"Hum-" A strange sound suddenly came from the sky, directly above our two boats, which corresponded to the big mouth that devoured the sea of words.

I looked up and a large shadow appeared in the sky, slowly covering it.

The voice sounded again, although I have read a lot of books, and I have been exposed to a lot of mystical techniques, and my understanding of this world is slightly higher than that of ordinary people, but I can't accurately describe that voice at this moment.

It was an animal cry, because it was clear that it was a natural sound, not a roar of a machine, a loudspeaker, or a synthesized electronic sound.

Biologically, any natural vocalization is the result of thoracic resonance, laryngeal resonance, and oral resonance. Different ethnic groups will have different sound charms, birds, animals, and domestic animals have their own calls, which will not be confused under normal circumstances, and people with better ear skills can tell what is calling when they hear it.

Now, I could hear the "scream" of the thing, but I couldn't tell what kind of creature it was.

There is not only the sound of birds and the sound of birds, but also the majestic and domineering momentum of beasts. The most unlikely of them is that there are also the gentle and humane components of raised poultry and livestock.

"Listening to that voice, it seems to be a strange creature that I've never seen before—" I reminded Madame Han loudly.

The strange sound and the shadow came from the same direction, and the shadow descended at high speed, quickly covering the entire bottom of the lake, obscuring all the clear sky in view.

The people on the boat opposite screamed in terror as if death was coming.

With a whoosh, a silver light flashed in front of my eyes, from top to bottom, into the abyss.

I judged it to be a rope, as it kept whirling and trembling in the air, forming a spiral of silver rings two meters in diameter.

"It wants to save the Buddha Sea...... "Although I was screaming, I couldn't hear my own voice, and the "whoosh" sound of the silver ring flying completely covered everything.

I was right, the silver ring descended, and after about five seconds, it withdrew with a gray shadow and flew into the sky again.

Although I couldn't see what the silver ring had snatched away, I knew intuitively that it had fished out the sea of words and Buddhas from the abyss.

The shadow in the air made a strange cry again, and it rose into the air and disappeared into the clear sky.

I can't explain what just happened, and the words I can use are really pale, and I can't fully describe the shock of the shadows and cries in the air. The most regrettable thing is that we didn't have any filming equipment at hand to capture that scene and use it as research materials, and we could only watch it happen, end, empty, and leave nothing.

There was nothing in the sky, and far to the southeast, a large passenger plane flew northeast with three white tail smokes. It was a flight to Jinan Yaoqiang Airport, and it took place every day, with non-stop ups and downs.

When I saw it, I realized that all the weird visions were over.

Airplanes are real-world things, and the shadows, strange sounds, abysses, and giant mouths are products of the thaumaturgical world. The two, like parallel universes, never intersect and go their own way.

A gust of wind blew, and I felt cold and tight all over my body.

In the strange changes like the rabbit falling down, I was already sweating profusely, and my clothes were soaked with sweat. It was really uncomfortable to be blown by the lake breeze again.

"Madam, what we have just seen is really ...... It's really a miracle on earth...... "My throat was dry, my throat was hoarse, my voice was choppy, and I couldn't even say a complete sentence.

I remember that during the rescue of Yan Fohai just now, I had been screaming all the time, so my throat had already split.

Yan Fohai is not a good person, even if he is eliminated by the "Devouring Technique" ambushed by the Ghost Bodhisattva in advance, it is not a matter of regret. Especially after he killed Mr. Mo, his thoughts have been almost crazy. Leave such a madman in the world, only afraid that the flames of the Third World War will soon burn.

This world does not need madmen who despise everything and sweep the world, but needs saints who sit and talk and are compassionate. Just like in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the kings and people of all countries needed real famous teachers like Confucius who traveled to the world, recruited disciples, taught knowledge, and answered questions, rather than the Yingzheng Emperor who burned books and pit Confucianism, enjoyed himself, built the Great Wall, and sought prescriptions on the sea.

In this sense, the strange power that rescued the sea of words and Buddhas will also be a scourge in the world in the future. It's a pity that in the game of the top thaumaturgical masters, I can only be marginalized, and it is not yet time to compete with them and control the overall situation.

Mrs. Han pointed to the abyss, her face full of horror.

I looked down and saw that there was no longer darkness in the abyss, but a clear spring gushing out, and in an instant the blue waves covered the bottom of the lake, holding up the two boats at our feet.

"What is in the abyss? What did the ghost bodhisattva do? Where does the abyss mouth lead? Madam, there must be a reasonable explanation for all this-" I asked three times, and my emotions were agitated.