The second aunt has been dead for two days, but today she is here, and I see her soul.

The second aunt is not very good, mean and snarky.

But to put it mildly, there are also a bit of blood relatives.

I met it today, so I have to take her soul away and let go of all the souls here.

Otherwise, even if these ghosts want to be reincarnated, they will not have a chance.

I continued to watch, waiting for my moment.

And the black vortex is gradually slowing down.

As the whirlpool gradually slowed down, I could clearly see a person sitting inside the whirlpool.

An old monk who looks like a withered monk.

The monk was dressed in a black robe and sat cross-legged at the bottom of the river.

Underneath him, there was a black stone.

Above the stone, a black light shone.

He folded his hands and chanted the scriptures in his mouth.

"Evil Buddha?"

In my head, these two words instantly appeared.

I watched closely.

Since I haven't dealt with this kind of demon, I need to be cautious.

The old monk who was cross-legged in the middle was still chanting the scriptures.

Because of my grandmother's belief in Buddhism, I have listened to a lot of various scriptures.

But what the old monk read, I didn't understand.

It can only be seen that this old monk is not a human being.

It's some kind of monster, and it's not a soul body, it's a monster that has been cultivated.

I don't have the golden eyes, I can't see the real thing.

After about five minutes, the old monk was not chanting.

The whirlpool around him disappeared with it.

The surging undercurrent is also calm in the river.

Standing around, there were about a dozen fish-headed demon spirits, all kneeling on one knee.

shouted in unison to the old monk:

"See the Buddha."

The sound "coo-clatter" in the water.

The surrounding ghost corpse fish also made a pilgrimage in the direction of the old monk.

The withered old monk monster also opened his eyes at this moment.

It's just that when he opened his eyes, I found that the old monk's eyes were a pair of dead fish eyes.

It was very pale, in stark contrast to his withered and blackened body.

The old monster held one palm in his chest and shouted hoarsely:

"My Buddha is merciful, all the commanders, how many souls have you brought today?"

The old monster's voice just fell.

One of the fish-headed monsters, with his hands folded, said respectfully:

"Buddha of the Underworld, I am waiting to bring the living souls this time, a total of forty-two people, all here."

When the old monster heard this, his eyebrows raised significantly.

Look at the fish-headed monster;

"Why are there only forty-two? There are still seven left. ”

When the questioning fish-headed monster heard this, he hurriedly replied:

"The reason why there are seven fewer Buddhas is because the three leaders were killed.

The souls in his hands are all gone.

That's it, seven less. ”

Hearing this, I narrowed my eyes.

It's probably the fish-headed monster I killed during the day.

"What, who has that guts?"

The old monster was furious.

The black qi on his body was billowing in, forming an invisible water pressure that vibrated in all directions.

Those fish-headed monsters were fine, but those ghosts, corpse fish, including the living souls kneeling around and trembling in awe, were all frightened and cried.

"The Buddha is angry, and his subordinates must find that person and destroy his soul."

The head of the fish-headed monster spoke.

But the old monk in the middle restrained his anger.

With one hand on his chest, he sighed:

"That's it!

My Buddha is compassionate, so I will not pursue it for the time being.

We are the children of the Black Buddha, and we have been suppressed for more than 300 years.

Now that he was born, he has suffered a great loss of vitality.

Although it has changed greatly today, the aura is thin.

Now it seems that there are also strong people.

We're afraid we've been targeted.

Let's keep a low profile......"

The old monster spoke in a calm tone, and when he said this, he still gave people a sense of peace.

It's just that face, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a good thing.

"It's the Buddha of the Dead!"

"Immortal Buddha, the living soul has arrived, you can enjoy it!"

"Yes, yes, once you recover. We don't have to be aggrieved in this little river. ”

“……”

The fish-headed leaders kept talking.

Let that old monster eat those souls.

The human soul kneeling on the ground trembled with fear.

"No, don't eat me!"

"Daxian, I, my family has cattle and sheep, let me go! I will feed you with sheep and cattle, and you will be satisfied. ”

"Buddha, Buddha! My family has money, let me go! I'll give you money, and you can buy whatever you want to eat! ”

“……”

There were more than forty living souls around, most of whom were still crying.

But there are also some who want to struggle for help.

However, the surrounding fish-headed monsters didn't pay attention to it at all.

The old monster also stood up.

looked at those souls begging for mercy with a smile.

"Giggle" weird laugh:

"My Buddha is compassionate, and this Buddha has seen your pain and struggle.

Let me eat you guys and be a part of my body.

So you will live forever.

With this Buddha, with the sky with longevity. ”

Speaking of this, the old monk opened his mouth slightly.

It was a withered head, but suddenly it began to transform.

Gradually, it became, the head of a toad.

A pair of white eyes, a pimple on one end, and a wide mouth.

As the mouth opened and closed, a big tongue slowly stretched out.

Swaying from side to side in the water, how disgusting to look at......

Seeing this, I was sure of the true identity of this old monster.

It is a toad that has become a fine and calls itself a "Buddha".

Then he took a group of fish-headed demon souls as his subordinates, worked for the tiger here, and grabbed the souls of this toad monster everywhere for him to eat.

When you meet me today, it is the death of these demons......