Chapter 708: The ghost of the corpse digger does not disappear

I was thrown to the point where Venus was burning in front of my eyes, and the fire burned through the roof. shouted hoarsely, but still didn't see the figure of breaking the door with the ring. The fire rode the wind and burned bigger and bigger, and the beams of several huts collapsed.

I ran out of the yard in a hurry, and saw the heads of people under the mountain stir, and the water was cold, but I saw Li Zhuangshan looking at me with a hideous expression, and suddenly shouted: "It's this rabbit cub!

Wave after wave of unevenness, and at this point I had no way out, either to be caught by them or to plunge headlong into the fire. I looked at the cliff behind the mountain, and my heart was horizontal, and I ran away.

My leg injury was not healed, and my physical strength was not as good as that of the people behind me, I looked at the desperate cliff in front of me, and then looked at the approaching evil man behind me, and I suddenly felt a sense of despair in my heart.

The men were chasing after me, and I was about to grab my ankle, when I kicked him in the middle of the day, and kicked him in the head, the hillside was steep, and there were strange rocks, and the man rolled twice, and his head hit the boulder, and he passed out without saying a word.

I took the opportunity to climb up, and I saw a gentle platform at the top of the mountain, and I was about to climb it, but I heard a gunshot, and a copper-yellow bullet was embedded in the rock where I was about to land.

I was stunned for a moment, watching the people under me climb faster and faster, I took the opportunity to kick down a few gravel to slow down their climbing, but those people didn't care, with a wave of their big hand, the gravel was pushed aside, and they struggled to crawl towards me again.

The gunshots kept in my ears, and the sparks flew in front of me, and the bullets and rubble hit me in the face. But I knew in my heart that Li Zhuangshan didn't dare to kill me for the time being.

If you jump off a cliff, the body may be hung on a fork of a tree, so you can leave a whole corpse, and no matter how bad it is, you can be buried in the sky, but if they catch me, if you don't torture me enough, it's strange to dismantle eight pieces!

I put one leg on the edge of the platform and struggled to climb up. Seeing that the hands of the people under me also touched the edge of the platform, I scolded my mother, lifted a big stone and threw it at the top of the person's head.

A bullet crashed on the boulder, and the strong smell of gunpowder reminded me of the Five Heroes. With a shock to his body, he threw a boulder into the man's head, and saw him scream and roll down the mountain.

The rest of the people didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and before I could lift the second stone, they had already climbed up to the platform.

I looked around, except for the relatively gentle slopes of the hill when I came, there were high cliffs like knives and axes in all directions.

I was cornered against a cliff, and when I looked down, I felt a wave of dizziness that made me unsteady on my feet. With the help of a few men, Li Zhuangshan climbed to the top of the mountain.

"Boy, where are you going?" Li Zhuangshan looked like he was going to eat people, and roared loudly.

I saw that there was no way back, and I felt a chill in my heart, so I took a step back, turned around and looked at the red sun, and several big birds flew by side and sang the sad song of the sunset.

"Fuck you uncle!" I hugged the sunset in my arms and watched Li Zhuangshan shoot frantically above the cliff, and the falling cold wind blew my cheeks painfully.

"You have to learn well, find demons, and if you want to become a Buddha, you must first receive demons. "I heard a whisper in a trance, I don't know if it was a hallucination before death, or a slogan shouted by the official of the prefecture. Suddenly, I felt that my body was being hugged by a pair of arms, and I wanted to struggle but couldn't move.

Things in front of me gradually blurred, and in a trance, I saw a familiar face, a familiar smell, and a dim oil lamp.

The smell of barbecue woke me up from hunger, rubbed my blurred eyes, heard the water droplets beside me, and saw that I was in a huge stone cave, and saw that it was pitch black behind me, and the cold wind poured in, blowing me smartly.

I looked at the fire in front of me, and I couldn't be sure that this was the Huangquan Road in the mouth of the fourth uncle, but the person who gnawed the bones in front of me was quite like black and white impermanence.

"Hey!" I picked up a rock and threw it at him.

When the man heard the noise, he suddenly put down the bone stick in his hand, brushed his unkempt hair, suddenly turned around, and grinned at me.

I chuckled in my heart, isn't this a fucking ghost three-way! I see that this Shui Ruohan'er is pretending to be a ghost here again, and he is not angry, but I see that his food has improved a lot, the steamed buns have not stopped, and there is still meat for dinner!

"Hehe, don't blame Xiaoyou, the old man was hungry for a while, so he ate it first. He picked up the half-gnawed bone on the ground and reached out to hand it to me.

I waved my hand and asked him, "Where is this? Why are you here? You saved me?"

After hearing this, the ghost tee smiled, took off the two copper-yellow dentures in front of the door, buckled them with branches, and said to me with a smile: "It's not that the old man wants to save you, it's your life that shouldn't be killed, I have been waiting here for more than half a month, and I see that I am about to run out of food, but I didn't expect to really look forward to your kid." ”

"Where is this?" I asked. I don't know why he saved me by such a coincidence, and I don't know where I am.

A cold wind blew, and the oil lamp swayed from side to side, struggling between light and extinction, but it could not withstand the invasion of darkness.

"If you don't know what you see, you need to practice from scratch!" The moment the oil lamp went out, an ethereal voice also crashed back and forth in the dark stone cave, hovering.

"Ghost ......" I was about to call out the name of the ghost three-way, but I saw that the oil lamp in front of me suddenly turned on again, and the light was no longer as dim as it was, and the flames of the bean light were actually shining brightly all over my body.

Looking at the stone cave anymore, there was no more ghost three-way figure, I looked around, there was still a large area of darkness behind me, looking at the bone on the ground that had been gnawed by him, I patted my head, I couldn't believe that what I just saw was real.

"What's going on?" I said to myself, I recalled scene by scene, from the time I stepped on the train in Beijing, the fourth uncle threw himself into the river, Manshuang died, and then jumped off the cliff before......

The vivid picture is like a black and white negative, playing back and forth in the mind. I stared at the oil lamp, reflecting the flowing river, the fourth uncle's arms, and Manshuang's sneer......

I just want to finish my studies, go to the city to find a job, or plant that one-acre three-point bud rice field in the Wuli River, marry a beautiful daughter-in-law, and give birth to a sensible doll.

"You have to learn well, find demons, and if you want to become a Buddha, you must first be demonized" I stood up and recalled the sentence that I could only half understand, maybe it was really like what the ghost three links said, 'Heaven has descended on me'.

A cool shade scraped into the stone cave, whirring, like a hundred ghosts crying at night, complaining about trombone. I sat up, looked at the flat wall on the side of me, looked at it, and found that there were many patterns and patterns carved on the stone wall.

I swallowed and looked closely at the strange patterns, which at first glance looked like irregular squares and circles.

I was curious, touched the cave wall, stroked the ravines, and guessed that these patterns should have been carved out by someone with great force, but looking at the turning point of the square circle, or the edges and corners are equal, or rounded, I can see the extraordinary arm strength and delicate mind of the person who carved it.

Looking up, there are a few lines of big words above my head:

"With the power of one meal, you can live for hundreds of millions of eons of life, countless immeasurable, and you can repeat this, your posture remains the same, your face is the same, all evil is right and wrong, and your golden eyes can distinguish - bitterness. ”

I couldn't help but be stunned after reading it, could it be that this is the "Golden Eye Diagram of Good Arguments" that Kudu said? But no matter how you look at it, you can't see a sesame feather. Don't say it's like eyes, it's a shame to say that it's like an egg!

I rubbed my eyes, I had been looking at them for more than an hour, my eyes were tired and sore, and before I could understand the golden eye chart, my stomach began to gurgle again.

I looked at the shiny bone stick on the ground, a few pieces of minced meat and raw tendons hanging from it, although it was a little dirty, but it was better to fill my stomach first.

"If you don't know what you see, you need to practice from scratch," I muttered as I gnawed on the remaining half of the bone of the ghost tee. I thought that I didn't care if I practiced or not, and I would talk about it after my mother was full.

I really don't know if the power of a meal can live for thousands of years, but when I licked the oil flowers on my fingers, I suddenly felt a lot more energetic, but because I saw it violently just now, my eyes have not eased up yet, and I only feel that my eyes are extremely sour. This black light is blinding, where to find the way?

After thinking about it, although the ghost three-way is crazy, he never does useless things, and he must have a deep meaning in bringing me here, but in addition to an oil lamp and a snakeskin that was previously pressed under the body by the ghost three-way, there is only this wall that is not a mural.

I shook my head, but the things in front of me were still blurry, and I saw that the oil lamp was also ghosted, and I tried to get up by the wall of the cave, but I staggered and fell to the wet ground.

I was so depressed that I began to suspect that I had food poisoning and that my eyesight was severely deteriorated due to overuse of my eyes. I calmed my mind a little and looked around.

My body shook, and my vague perspective was fixed on the petroglyphs, and after seeing the unruly square circles on the stone wall overlapped, under the rendering of the light, a golden 'reclining Buddha picture' was formed.

Fang is lying on the couch, the circle is a golden body, mouth and nose, and the eyes are open, and there is a sense of not being angry and arrogant. But my eyes were sore, I couldn't see clearly, I could only see the outline, but I only felt that the eyes of the reclining Buddha seemed to be about to burst into flames.

I also felt that my eyes were burning under his four eyes, and suddenly my eyes were dark, like falling into a void and illusion, but I saw an old monk in cloth walking slowly towards me in the dark, only to see him smile and give a Buddha salute with one hand.

I was so dizzy that before I could react, I saw that the old monk had changed his face, and suddenly stretched out his two fingers and stabbed them into my eyes. I subconsciously wanted to dodge, but I couldn't move, and watched him insert two fingers into my eye sockets.

I screamed, hurriedly touched my eyes, and streams of thick and hot liquid slowly flowed down, and my heart was half cold, and then I touched it upward, but I couldn't help but 'huh'.

Although I didn't dare to open my eyes, I found that my eyes were still bulging and not damaged at all. But everything that happened just now is vivid, and the pain that pierces the heart has not subsided. I couldn't believe my hands.

Listening to the water droplets around me dripping more than 100 times regularly, I also went through countless struggles in my heart, wiped the viscous liquid on my cheeks, slowly opened my eyes, and looked at the transparent tears on the back of my hands.

I suddenly felt that the whole world had become clear, between black and white, there was a clear line, I couldn't tell or understand, I don't know if the old monk just now changed his eyes, or his soul was purified.