Chapter 1074: Lost Memories (Part II)

When these words came out, the faces of Xuanhu and the master were full of horror. Actually, I was trembling in my heart, it sounded too strange, but it seemed to be the only standard answer.

On the other hand, the master's face did not change, and he said: "If it is memory loss, I can help you." ”

Looking at the master's reaction, I couldn't help but be a little uncertain, he helped me check the spiritual root, it was the result of the master's hard pleading, how could he agree to it now?

"It's just ......" the master looked at the master and beckoned: "You come." ”

The master patted my hand, signaled me not to be nervous, and slowly stood up and walked to the master's side.

The master deliberately took a few steps back, distanced himself from me, turned his head, and whispered something in the master's ear.

Although my hearing is very sensitive, the master seems to have used some special method, and I didn't hear a word of what they said.

In my position, I can just see the side face of the master, and as the shape of the master's mouth continues to change, the master's face has become uncertain.

When the master's mouth stopped moving, the master's face was gloomy to the extreme.

The master turned his head to look at me, but he was gently dragged by the master, forcing the master to turn his head back again.

Originally, I was uneasy, but now seeing the master's face, it makes my heart go up and down, I look at the master a little nervously, I want to say something, but I don't know what to say.

I took a deep breath and comforted myself, just how bad can it be?

After a while, the master nodded at the master, and then strode in front of me, his face recovering his calmness: "Your lost memory, I'll help you find it." ”

"Thank you, thank you, master."

I held back for a long time, I really didn't know what to say, and said something that was not appropriate in embarrassment.

The master gently lifted the robe, lifted it up with one hand, and a delicate abacus appeared in the master's hand out of thin air.

"Bang", the master put the abacus in his hand down, and the originally small and delicate abacus turned into the size of a table the moment it landed.

Damn!

This thing is called the Good Evil Chip, which is a thing that only exists in rumors, but I didn't expect to see it in the world today!

The scriptures say that after death, when a person crosses the Naihe Bridge, the good people go to the upper level, the wicked people go to the lower level, and the people who mix good and evil go to the middle level.

Once dragged into the water by the evil ghosts in the river, this dead soul will not want to be reincarnated, and can only be accompanied by evil spirits in the Nahe Bridge.

But there are no absolutes in the world, although some dead souls have been dragged down by evil ghosts, they can return to the bridge unharmed, which is absolutely impossible in the Yin Si law.

Among them, there is a person named Huang Chao.

When the Venerable Moggallan knew that his mother was trapped in the Nine Hells, he took the Golden Tin Staff from Shakyamuni and shattered the gates of hell. In order to catch these evil ghosts back, King Jizo Bodhisattva released the truth and reincarnated as a yellow nest, which seemed to be a rebellion, but in fact captured all the evil ghosts.

When Huang Chao died, he went down to the underworld, because of his heavy killing karma, he could only walk on the lowest level of the Nai He Bridge, and Huang Chao, who was dragged down countless times by evil ghosts, returned to the Nai He Bridge unharmed.

After Emperor Xudu knew about this, he broke the golden chair under him on the spot, made an abacus, and gave him a good name, and dialed the abacus beads, so that he could know all the things that this person had done in his previous life and this life.

In order to circumvent these unjust, false and wrongful cases.

And now, I, a mortal, actually asked my master to take out this thing.

From the master's surprised gaze, it is not difficult to see that the master also recognized this thing. I smiled wryly, it really lifted me up.

The master looked up at me, like an old bookkeeper, with both hands opening the bow left and right, and the abacus in his hand was like a bell, and every time he flicked it, it vibrated like a bell.

In front of the master, it seems that there is not an abacus, but a guzheng, and his hands are rhythmically playing up and down, and the speed is constantly accelerating.

When I landed, my stomach was churning, and vomiting followed.

The faces of the master and Xuanhu were not good, and it could be seen that the voice of this abacus was indeed not something that mortals could hear.

"Bang", the sound of the master playing with the calculation beads finally stopped, the master grabbed both sides of the abacus with both hands, turned a few flowers in the air, and then buckled the abacus downward.

On the back of the abacus is a quaint brass mirror, perhaps because of the material, the figure on it looks extremely distorted, and even a little unclear.

Suddenly, without warning, a cloud of white gas appeared in the mirror, as if something was surging in it.

"Turn around!"