Chapter 706: The Premonition of the Corpse Collector

Kudu hung the rosary around his neck, relied on his martial arts, and grabbed a small tree in the chaos so as not to be sucked by the python essence. But as soon as he stabilized his body, he saw the man who had already run away, all the way backwards, screaming that he was swept up in the air by the wind.

He was anxious, and jumped to his feet, trying to grab the man, but only touched his shoes, and saw that the man was not in the python's mouth.

He somersaulted in the air, staggered to the ground, grabbed the weeds on the ground, but his feet were already in the air, and he saw the weeds in his hands break one by one, and some of them were even uprooted.

'Whew', Kudu was swept into the air, and he was about to fall into the mouth of the python spirit, he was horrified in his heart, he had traveled to so many immortal caves, but he had never seen such a powerful goblin.

I didn't dare to delay at the moment, hurriedly took off the rosary swaying around my neck, and torn it off fiercely, and one hundred and eight rosaries were scattered in an instant, leaving only a dozen or so in both hands.

Kudu snorted, followed the huge suction of the python, and threw the rosary in his hand with all his might. That string of prayer beads is the immeasurable samadhi blessed by several generations of monks in Hanshan Temple with Buddhism, which can be regarded as the treasure of the temple, but the bitterness can not be taken care of at this time, and it is a trivial matter that he lost his life, and it is a big deal to ascend to bliss early. But the child's life may not be saved in a few days.

I saw that after the prayer beads were thrown, with the huge adsorption force of the python, the python's letter was penetrated in a blink of an eye, and the blood instantly filled the python's big mouth.

I saw that the python spirit looked up to the sky and hissed, then retracted its head into the hole, and the bitterness also fell heavily on the ground, and when he landed, he felt the qi and blood in the cavity surging endlessly, spit out a mouthful of blood, and returned to the village in embarrassment.

Although he did not surrender the python spirit this time, he thought of a way to deal with it, which could make the python spirit's path completely ruined, and he could no longer rise in the wind and waves.

In the early morning of the second day, the boy drove the ox to the cradle slope as usual, but there was an extra straw man the same size as him on the back of the ox, and the straw man was made by the child's mother overnight, and put on the child's clothes, and sewed a large cloth pocket in the lining of the clothes, which was filled with fire and nitrate.

Fire nitrate is stone nitrate, also known as the Northern Emperor Xuanzhu, can produce high temperature when encountering water, and can also be used as medicine after processing, the ancient alchemy is also indispensable to this thing, but the fire nitrate of the bitterness is not to reduce inflammation for the wound of the python essence.

The boy tied the ox to an old tree with a crooked neck, and saw that the branches of the old tree did not stretch out towards the sun, but in the direction of the cave.

With a stick of grass in his mouth, the boy sat on the ground and looked at the dark cave between the cliffs. A cool breeze blew, and the boy's expression changed suddenly, and he hurriedly lay on the ground, grabbing the weeds on the ground with both hands.

The old scalper, as usual, let out a muffled snort, split its hooves, and steadied itself. But the scarecrow on its back was not so peaceful, and its body kept shaking.

'Whew', the cool breeze just now instantly turned into a roaring wind, sweeping up everything on the ground that could be swept away. The ox took a few steps backwards, and the boy was also freed by the vigorous sucking feet, clutching at the weeds on the ground.

But the scarecrow would not struggle, and his body was extremely brisk, and in an instant he broke away from the old ox's back, was sucked into the air by the python essence, and then submerged into the snake's mouth.

I saw that the moment the python swallowed the scarecrow, it suddenly closed its bloody mouth, screamed in pain, and its huge body churned in the cave, stirring up the cliff wall and flying the gravel.

The boy hurriedly protected his head and led the ox to run to Kudu's side. After reciting the Buddha's name, I watched the python spirit struggle out of the hole, churning on the ground, and he threw out a depression around him, and the dirt was turned all over the sky.

The villagers who followed behind Kudu were all frightened, they just heard the old man say about the python essence, and they also knew that the cradle slope was very evil, but they had never seen it with their own eyes, looking at the python struggling on the ground, the villagers changed color, and couldn't help but admire the Kudu method.

Suffering, however, attributes it to the Dharma. He said to the people, "Dharma is the condensation of wisdom, the source of all wisdom, and the home of all wisdom. There are many kinds of laws, but wisdom is needed to open them. ”

Everyone seemed to understand what they didn't understand, but they couldn't stop nodding. I just feel that what the master said makes sense.

The python spirit stopped struggling in the sighs of everyone, and the villagers took shovels and steel forks to check, and saw that the belly of the giant python was corroded by the high temperature of the fire and nitrate, and the internal organs flowed all over the ground, and the whirring white air was constantly emerging from the wounds of the giant python.

The villagers looked at the python and gossiped, some said that it had burned something, and some thought that the safety point should be buried on the spot, but the village accountant grinned to hand it over to the government.

"All quiet, everyone is quiet, listen to Master Kudu, what he says, let's do it!" The village chief stood on the giant python and waved his hand to the villagers.

After hearing this, everyone looked at Kudu.

Kudu didn't want the life of this python spirit in the first place, but it just hurt its vitality, and it couldn't harm people and animals. He glanced at the giant python and slowly said to everyone: "Amitabha, its hundred years of Taoism have been destroyed in one day, my Buddha is merciful, and I hope you will spare its life." ”

Everyone was surprised after hearing this, if this python essence was really released, wouldn't it be a disaster for the tiger to return to the mountain, but after thinking about it, since the master has the means to subdue it, he must be sure to let it stop. Everyone agreed.

The villagers, led by Kudu, carried the python to the pond in front of the village. Kudu had long seen that the pond had the appearance of a mud urn, which was just right to dissipate the bloodthirsty anger of the python spirit.

But what Kudu didn't expect was that the python essence was not only not burned through by the fire and nitrate, but by coincidence, the fire and nitrate formed an inner pill in its body, turning into a dragon clan, and a huge red crown grew on its head, and the poisonous gas was all over the body, which was a hundred times more vicious than before.

After Kudu was gone, the python spirit made a comeback and razed the village to the ground overnight.

Misfortune is not a single line, and when he returned to Hanshan Temple, he had already been wrong, countless Buddha statues and scriptures were smashed and smashed, and several of his senior brothers were also sent to the countryside to work and reform.

Kudu had a sense of foreboding in his heart, and hurried back to the village, only to find that the village had long been destroyed by pythons, and there was nothing alive except for the three dolls who were still croaking on the ground.

After seeing it, Kudu was very sad, blaming himself for not calming the python spirit and leaving in a hurry. He overtook the souls of the villagers, and built an earthen temple above the village, although there was no golden Buddha, but he and the orphans had a place to live.

After taking care of a few children every day, he would go to the pond where the python spirit lived to chant sutras and chant Buddha, and he did not blame the python spirit, but secretly blamed himself for not cultivating deeply and failing to save it.

The python spirit listened to him chanting Buddha every day, and gradually lost his anger, and for 20 years, he has been lying dormant at the bottom of the pool.

After hearing this, I was puzzled and hurriedly asked him, "Since that python has been appeased by you with the Dharma, why does it still burst out and hurt people?"

Kudu sighed and said to me, "The elder brother of the old man, the abbot of Yuantong, once said that when the reincarnation of the Mahuraka (the python god in Buddhism, alluding to the giant python) is the period of the old man's journey to the west. The python spirit must have been led by some evil thing to be like this.

"Now that you have killed the giant python by coincidence, the time limit for the fear of the old man is running out. ”

After listening to this, I pursed my lips, looking at this water Ruohan'er's body is so good, how can I say that I will die. I said that his apprentices didn't like me, and they really regarded me as a plague god.

But most of the hexagrams deduced by Shui Ruohan's kid are effective, and people have to believe in the mystery, but I don't know if the monk named Yuantong has Shui Ruohan's two strokes.

Thinking of this, his heart suddenly became empty, and he hurriedly said to him: "Then you still don't want to find a way to avoid the disaster, your apprentices are gone!"

"Afflictions are Bodhi, and life and death are nirvana. What is the fear of death, let the donor leave! Remember, learn your tongue and not your teeth. After he finished speaking, he whispered the Buddha's name.

I didn't understand what he said, but I didn't know why he wanted to drive me away, could there really be any disaster? Looking at the scorched woods in front of me, I suddenly thought of the signal that Li Zhuangshan sent to the sky last night, and secretly said that it was bad, maybe it would really affect this old monk.

I didn't dare to delay, and I turned sideways to say goodbye to Kudu, but before I could speak, I saw more than a dozen people rushing out of the scorched cedar forest in front of me.

"Bald donkey!"

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

I couldn't see it well, and in front of me was Li Zhuangshan, who was covered in black and ash, with a few fierce and vicious men, shouting and scolding all the way and rushing towards this side.

I saw that Li Zhuangshan had cut off his right hand, the wound was wrapped in gauze, and although his face was full of black ash, he couldn't stop the murderous aura revealed in his eyes. Before he could speak, several men around him were already yelling and rushing up.

Kudu looked sad, got up to look at the people, and slowly closed his eyes again. After seeing this, my heart was half cold, and I knew that I couldn't run, but I didn't want to watch them take Nirvana.

Seeing that a man in sportswear had run to the front, his mouth was constantly panting, and he raised his hand to slash at my neck.

I subconsciously retreated, but saw that Kudu suddenly hit his heart, in the blink of an eye, the man had already rolled down the hill, and several men who were climbing in the middle of the mountain were taken aback at first, and then the wind under their feet rushed towards Kudu. As soon as I looked at the sharp steps of those people, I knew that they were all practitioners.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but worry about Kudu, I didn't want to involve him, but I didn't expect Kudu to suddenly take action.

Looking at the men again, each with red eyes, he screamed, and raised his foot to kick Kudu's head. I was secretly frightened, these people seemed to be out of order, and they kicked when they raised their feet, but when I heard the sound of the breaking wind, I knew that it was not empty.

Look at Kudu suddenly opened his eyes and raised his palm to hit the soles of the man's shoes. I was surprised, and they all said that the arm couldn't twist the thigh, and this old monk used the palm of his hand to the sole of someone's shoe, isn't he looking for death?

Before I could think about it, I had to rush to help, and if Kudu was kicked by this kick, I guess I would be crippled if I didn't die. In the flash of light, he saw that the shape of Kudu's hand suddenly changed, and his two fingers were put together, straight into the sole of the man's shoe.

I only heard a scream, the man had already flown far away, hit a big tree in front of the temple, covered the thigh that was hit by Kudu with one hand, pointed at Kudu with the other, snorted, and fainted.

The remaining men ignored the man, shouted, and threw himself at Kudu. However, Kudu was not in danger, his footwork moved lightly, he raised his hand in a hurry, and hit the thighs of those people.