"Boom ......"

With an explosion, the Buddha light of the ancient temple exploded violently, and the dots of Buddha light scattered, like a golden light rain.

At the moment when the phantom that manifested from the black finger bones made a move, the flame black lotus shrouded around me seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and it disappeared directly, as if it was sure that this phantom could handle everything as soon as it made a move.

The light of the Buddha at the top of the mountain is gone, but the ancient temple is still there.

A vigorous Bodhi tree appeared in front of the ancient temple, and followed by the figure of an old monk manifested under the Bodhi tree, and he was still sitting there.

However, the old monk didn't seem to be able to maintain the calm and indifference he had before.

His brows furrowed, staring at the phantom image conjured up on the black finger bones, as if he was a little hesitant and a little unwilling.

After a few breaths, he clasped his palms together, closed his eyes, and sighed softly: "Amitabha...... Contaminated with this cycle of cause and effect, have you ever thought about the consequences? ”

The phantom didn't respond, but stretched out his hand again and tapped lightly at the old monk at the top of the mountain.

In an instant, the old monk's body trembled, and the vigorous Bodhi tree behind him trembled, the fallen leaves were colorful, and all the Bodhi fruits fell.

The color of pitch black quickly spread on the Bodhi tree and the old monk, like viscous ink, quickly enveloping.

"All dharmas are empty of Buddha nature, spotless proof of Zen ......"

When the old monk and the Bodhi tree were completely wrapped in black statues, the Yoyo Buddha number also disappeared. At the same time, the old monk and the Bodhi tree no longer give people a very kind, gentle and holy feeling, but seem a little hideous and fierce, which feels like ......

Enchanted?!

Before I could ask the origin of the phantom on the black phalanges, the space around me trembled suddenly, and the feeling of the sky spinning appeared again.

The scenery around me changed rapidly, like the feeling of falling at a rapid speed before waking up from a dream, and when I woke up, I realized that I was no longer on the top of the golden mountain, but back in the car.

Or was it a dream?

No, it's definitely not a dream!

I sat in the back of the car and didn't move, still holding the scroll in my hand, and the scroll unfolded, and the picture inside changed.

The golden mountain is still the same, but the many hideous demons at the foot of the mountain are kneeling on the ground, revealing the appearance of pious disciples, which looks very strange.

On the top of the mountain, the ancient temple is full of cracks, and the vigorous Bodhi tree and the old monk are extremely black, as if two clouds of ink are dripping on the picture scroll, and only its outline can be faintly seen.

"Peng~"

The two clouds of pitch-black ink on the scroll gave birth to a faint black flame, which quickly spread towards the rest of the scroll, burning very quickly.

I let go of the scroll, and before it could completely fall off, it turned into powder.

When I was still a little stunned, the hunchbacked old man sitting in the co-pilot said quietly: "Your method of cracking is really a bit beyond my expectations, I thought you could completely awaken the black lotus in your body!" ”

I steadied my mind, looked at the hunchbacked old man, the corners of my mouth twitched, and said, "Who is that old monk?" ”

The hunchbacked old man didn't respond to my question, but asked, "Who gave you that black finger bone?" ”

I also wanted to know the answer to this question, but unfortunately no one told me.

"Now that I've destroyed this painting, you won't go back on what you promised me, right?" I said in a deep voice.

If this old immortal doesn't keep his word, I will definitely fight with him without saying a word.

I thought he would make things difficult, but I didn't expect him to nod very simply and said: "That's natural, the old man is not the kind of villain who is untrustworthy, although he just made a small pit for you, but since he has achieved his goal, the old man will naturally not embarrass you again......"

Speaking of this, he paused, looked at me with a faint look in his eyes, and said: "No matter who gave you that black finger bone, don't think it's helping you, once some cause and effect are stained, it will be very difficult to get rid of them." Also, you seem to be a little resistant to the power of the Black Lotus in your body, which is not a good thing for you......"

Before he finished speaking, he sighed, didn't know what he was sighing about, and waved his hand to let me get out of the car.

I didn't want to stay with this old immortal for a moment, so I simply pushed the door and got out of the car, and as soon as I closed the door, Meng Po drove away in a smoke.

Looking at the direction in which the car left, and then at the entertainment street behind, I frowned slightly.

At the end of the entertainment street, there are many people lining up to walk into the door of the hotel, which is a bit wrong!

I stopped thinking about the hunchbacked old man, and strode briskly towards the hotel.

When I came to the gate of the hotel, I found that the people who lined up to enter the hotel gate seemed to have lost their souls, men and women, old and young, all with blank eyes like marionettes.

What's going on?