The paper figure was burned by the fire, and a cloud of yin spirits came out of his head, and he was about to fly towards me again.

This is bullying me for my young age!

Then don't blame my men for being merciless, I slammed into my waist.

Empty?

Just now, I was in a hurry to deal with Granny Ke and threw the red bamboo pot in her face, so I hurriedly ran towards the master.

As soon as he looked up, he saw that the master and Miao Laohan had already ignored the paper figures around them, and one of them held Yuan Wei with one hand, of course, Master's strength must be a little greater than that of Miao Laohan.

A handful of red bamboo pots that the master threw on the ground, and recited the scriptures quickly in his mouth, and he collected it from the yin spirit.

But at this moment, the paper figures that had been surrounding the master came to me.

No matter how many Divine Fire Talismans there are, just throw them directly, and the red bamboo pot is aimed at those Yin Spirits, I haven't chanted the spell so quickly when I'm so old.

I don't know how many paper figures Miao Laohan has prepared for this product, obviously this room is not big, but those paper figures don't seem to be burned out.

I only heard Yuan Shiping yelling on the side, and then ran towards us.

Before I could come back to my senses, the red bamboo pot in my hand was snatched away by him, and there was a burst of chanting behind me.

Looking back, those paper figures are already everywhere.

Granny Ke will walk towards us with a strange look on her face and Uncle Geng.

I really wanted to cry without tears, and I secretly thought in my heart that after this incident is over, I must learn from Master well.

Just as I was thinking about it, I felt a light in front of my eyes, and then a deafening thunder sounded.

I saw that Yuan Wei on the ground had been tied up by the master with a rope to tie immortals, and Miao Laohan was drilling into Yuan Wei's nose with a golden silkworm Gu.

The paper man around him was so shocked by the master's Thunder Guiding Tiangang Talisman that he didn't even have a yin spirit, and only heard a hissing sound.

I hurriedly handed the red bamboo pot in my hand to Master and asked him if he was okay.

But the master had a heavy face, took my hand and bit it down, and began to draw talismans on his coat.

It hurt so much that I hissed my teeth, but I couldn't help it.

As soon as Master put my hand down, he handed the red bamboo pot to Yuan Shiping, and then recited words in both hands and mouth, which was a mantra that I had never heard before.

Then there was a flash in front of his eyes, and Yuan Wei, who was pressed to the ground by Miao Laohan, jerked violently, and then stopped moving.

But Granny Ke and Uncle Geng roared and rushed towards the master.

"Drink!" I was about to thunder in my palm when a loud shout rang in my ears.

Then the room lit up, and a Buddha wearing a crown and a jewel and holding a vajra appeared out of thin air.

As soon as the Buddha came out, the whole room seemed to be everywhere, but it felt like an infinite expansion.

Granny Ke and Uncle Geng screamed, and their bodies twitched, as if they were very afraid of that Buddha.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and the two goods were finally contained.

But with a sharp pain in my head, the eyes of Granny Ke and Uncle Geng seemed to be staring at me deadly.

Something shrill and pleasant in my head flashed, and my eyes turned red, and it felt as if I had countless pairs of eyes, and there was nothing that I couldn't see.

The Jingchen and Ping Cheng behind me are still pretending to be dead and chanting, Yuan Shiping next to him is holding the red bamboo pot given to him by the master with a pale face, and Jiang Chaozhong in the corner of the wall on one side has fallen to the ground and doesn't know whether he is dead or alive, the most important thing is the sarcophagus, which seems to be calling me.

Walking towards the sarcophagus unconsciously, I looked at the Buddha in the room with great irritability, as if I was going to use all my life strength to shatter him, and sure enough, as soon as I raised my eyes, the brilliance of the Buddha weakened a little, and the figure was also a little lighter.

Walking slowly to the sarcophagus, I felt that as long as I stretched out my hand, I could get what I wanted, but I couldn't remember what I wanted.

Master seemed to be trying hard to call me, but I was entangled by Granny Ke.

Inside the sarcophagus was a small box, the size of my change, and with a slight push, the box opened.

My head ached more and more, and I thought back to the strange scriptures I had read in the tiled hut of the construction site that day, and there had never been a clearer time than this.

Holding back the pain, I read the familiar and unfamiliar scriptures in my mouth, but my hands unconsciously stretched out towards the small box.

"Yang Meizai!" Master blasted a thunderbolt at Granny Ke, but she was held back by her.

The Yin Dragon around my waist seemed to be very happy, slowly sticking out of my sleeve, and the long snake letter was swallowing towards the small box.

"Squeak!" My hands sank and I gently pushed the small box open.

There seemed to be a helpless sigh in his ears, and the figure of the Buddha disappeared in an instant.

Something in the box rushed straight at me, and then my eyes stinged, and my head slammed as if it was about to explode, but after a moment, I regained my clarity.

When I turned my head to look at the master, I saw that he was holding Granny Ke with one hand, and his face was looking at me with anxiety.

Uncle Geng and Yuan Wei also fainted to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

I looked down slightly, and saw that in the small box, a mask the size of my palm, lay quietly there, motionless.

"Amitabha!" A fierce Buddha horn sounded.

Jingchen and Ping Cheng's faces were like gold, and there was a trace of blood flowing from the corners of their mouths.

I looked at the two of them in confusion, only to find that they were looking straight at my outstretched hand. As soon as I looked down, I saw that my hand seemed to be about to pick up the small mask, so I hurriedly withdrew my hand and ran to the master as fast as I could.

After repeatedly confirming that I was okay, the master helped Miao Laohan up from the ground, and when Yuan Shiping walked over to help Jingchen and Pingcheng, he let out a low voice.

I hurriedly turned my head, only to find that both of them were wet with their trouser legs and dark red blood marks.

"Dust Mage?" After hearing what I said, Master looked at the two of them in disbelief.

Jingchen was almost picked up by Yuan Shiping, and smiled at me lightly: "It is difficult to invite the Buddha, but if it is not for the help of Master Pingcheng, how can you invite the emperor to be relieved with the power of a poor monk." ”

Shakti!

I don't know why I think back to the image of the Buddha, but I always remember his inexplicable sigh vividly in my mind.

Jingchen finally gained a firm foothold, but he still took care of Yuan Wei and those people who fell to the ground first, but smiled at me lightly and said, "Does the little donor know the six realms?" ”

"Yes!" I nodded.

Our faction was originally not in the stream, and we originally stole teachers from the east and picked up leaks from the west, and we also have some understanding of Buddhism and Taoism.

Seeing me nodding, Jingchen continued, "Does the little benefactor of the Asura Dao know?" ”

I nodded again, but I didn't know what he meant by this, what did this have to do with the Asura Path?

The six realms each keep their place, and the asuras have the power of gods and Buddhas, and they are greedy for pleasure, how can they enter humanity.

"Ahem! Cough! At this time, the master coughed heavily, and Yuan Wei, who was facing the ground with his hands fiercely, was a soul-attracting talisman.

I was looking at Master in amazement, wanting to ask him what was wrong.

Then Yuan Wei jumped up from the ground with a carp, his hands clenched into fists, and he was on alert.

I stroked my head speechlessly and scolded secretly, you hit my master so hard just now.

Since he woke up a lot of things, Jingchen didn't plan to say it, Yuan Wei looked at the small mask in the sarcophagus, and his face was not ordinarily ugly.

Press the guard bell to call the people outside to come in and pick up the wounded.

Only then did I know that Jingchen and Pingcheng, two Buddhist masters, suffered comminuted fractures in both legs, and it is estimated that they will have to spend the rest of their lives in wheelchairs.

But when Jingchen was helped out, he still had a light face, and smiled at me: "If the little donor has something to do in the future, he can take that string of Buddhist beads and go to Nanyue Temple to find a poor monk." ”

I was stunned for a moment, and I always felt that Jingchen knew something, or that he and Master knew, but they didn't know what to say.

The sarcophagus had already been opened, and Yuan Wei packed the small mask and the box together with a sealed glass box, and locked two layers of safes, saying that it was going to be sent to the headquarters.

I'm okay with that, after what happened just now, the mask doesn't seem to appeal to me in the slightest, and the sarcophagus doesn't work for me at all.

Looking at the countless pairs of eyes above, it seems that they are not as spiritual as when they first saw them, as if they were just simple carved eyes, and the first ones they seem to be alive.

Yuan Wei asked Master and Miao Laohan to confirm the eyes of several people again and again, but miraculously disappeared, along with those armed police.

Anyway, there are many things in this world that can't be explained by science, Yuan Wei knows this very well, as long as it's okay, he won't ask more.

It still blindfolded us and sent us back.

When I got home, it wasn't dawn yet, and I was so tired that I still found a book from Master and came back to read it.

Asura, one of the Six Realms and the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon, has the power of a god and has the enjoyment of a celestial being, but does not have the virtue of a celestial man. The man is ugly, and the woman is upright and beautiful.

What's more, there was an asura king, Vimaladara, who had nine heads, each with a thousand eyes, nine hundred and ninety hands, and eight legs. It always reminds me of the carvings on the sarcophagus and the strange eyes of Yuan Wei.

The yin dragon on his waist also seemed to feel something, and it came out of his neck, and he couldn't stop swallowing his tongue at me, and was slapped down by me in disgust, this thing seems to have a soft spot for the dead.

Before I finished reading the book, the door was slammed, and I couldn't remember who could knock on my door at this time.

I put on my shoes and went to open the door, but a cold air outside the door mixed with the choking smell of dry smoke went straight into my nose.

I've never seen anyone so thick-skinned.

Outside the door, Miao Laohan was holding a piece of black cloth in one hand, which Yuan Wei used to blindfold us, and holding his dry tobacco in the other hand, and when he saw me open the door, he said loudly: "It's so cold this day, Meituo, your land is too difficult to find!" Black blind man, the old man is here! ”

Then, without me care, he shoved the black cloth into my hand and walked straight in, and went to the kitchen to get a cucumber to nibble.

It turned out that this goods were poor, although Yuan Wei gave him a lot of money this time, but he was reluctant to use it, he wanted to come to us to live here, and he said that if he lived and died together, the master would not ignore him.

Master doesn't care about him, but I want to sweep him out of the house, when his old man soaked me in a vat full of Gu worms last time, and wanted to make me a paper figure, why didn't he think that there might be today.

But the master ignored my crying, making trouble, and going on a hunger strike, and let Miao Lao Han live in our house generously.