Chapter 11: The Devil
The rest of the scene was still the same, and the two monks arranged me in the backyard.
"Donor, this is the abbot of our temple, Master Miaochan, I heard that the distinguished guests came from afar, and specially came to explain the scriptures."
In the same scene, I saw the abbot of the cicada with only half of his head again, and I had a creepy feeling in my heart, the only thing that was the same was that the other party didn't know me, saying the same thing, and doing the same actions.
"Is this a curse to repent here for eternity?"
I have fully understood that this temple is like a script, because the thought of the monk's dying is constantly repeated, and after understanding it, I have not much fear of the terrifying-looking monk in front of me.
"Donor, this is half of the Atina Vajra Sutra..."
Miao Cicada also took out half of the scriptures, and I flipped through the books that were exactly the same as my own, and I didn't know what to feel in my heart.
At this moment, the space of the temple suddenly began to shake violently, as if something was striking, and countless ghost howls came in.
"What is going on, why is there a sudden earthquake at the temple?"
Miao Chan's face changed, and with the vibration, I found that Miao Chan's figure began to be illusory and unstable.
"Oh no, it must be the ghosts out there attacking here."
Compared to Miao Cicada's puzzlement, I instantly understood that the dirty things outside couldn't wait to come in.
"Donor, the poor monk has something important, leave for a while."
The Miao Cicada Ghost Monk also changed his face, and then left in a hurry, and I hurriedly followed, and at this time the pilgrims in the temple were still there, and the little novice was still chanting in front of the Buddha statue, as if he was completely unaware of the movement outside, and let the ghost air outside be full of air.
"If I'm not mistaken, this is just an illusion turned into the obsession of the dead cicada, I'm afraid it won't last long."
The fourth uncle said that people have good thoughts, evil thoughts, and obsessions, and any thought that is strong enough to a certain point can produce special effects, just like resentful ghosts can forcibly pull ordinary people into their own illusions, making the other party feel terrifying.
This is the intersection of ideas, with the monk's strength may be difficult to match, seeing that it is almost four o'clock, as long as I survive this night I will be safe, I pray in my heart that the monk can hold on until dawn.
Unfortunately, things didn't go as I wanted, and after a moment of shaking, those ghosts seemed to open a gap and swarmed in!
In an instant, all kinds of strange-shaped ghosts appeared in the courtyard, some were headless, some were dragging stumps and broken bodies, and some ghosts were scurrying around without even showing their appearance, this is the unformed soul of animals, and this place is like a ghost domain.
"Qin Li, bring the things, bring them quickly..."
Several ghostly guys walked in front, their eyes glued to my chest, and even one of them dragged a chain knife more than a meter long, dragging the blade on the ground, and I guessed that there must be a wicked person like Jiangyang thief in front of him.
Suddenly seeing so many ghosts, Miao Chan's face was also cautious, and it seemed that only he could think about the entire illusion.
"The Buddha said, all living beings are suffering, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell, today the poor monk said that he can't surpass you."
Miao Cicada sat directly on the ground without sorrow or joy, and began to recite the scriptures in his mouth, "If I hear it, Atina sees the words of hell, and says, Vajra Bodhi, I don't see the afterlife, but I can see the Pure Land of the West......"
"The second said, the seven sins of Huangquan, the net of the front edge of the evil mistakes..."
As the Miao Cicada monk continued to chant, countless evil ghosts in the distance actually appeared with golden gold, countless black qi began to dissipate, and the soul body became transparent, and then bowed to the monk and disappeared into the ground.
"This "Vajra Demon Sutra" crosses the world and admonishes, those ghosts have recovered their sanity and entered reincarnation?"
At this moment, I remembered this scripture, and I was a little shocked, this ghost monk still has this method, the problem is that the other party has turned into a ghost.
Just when I thought I would survive tonight, a figure suddenly descended in the courtyard, the ugly fox face made people chill, and the evil spirits around them fled in all directions with screams, as if they had encountered something terrible.
It was the ghost fox that had been chasing me that I saw its mouth open wide to reveal a mouthful of terrifying fangs, and then sucked into the surroundings, and dozens of ghosts flew into its mouth with screams.
"What a delicious dinner!"
It burped greedily, and it looked like it was chilling inside.
"You're a ghost fox?"
At this time, the monk stopped chanting and looked at the monster in front of him with a solemn face.
"It is often said that the ghost fox is a fierce thing that walks in the two worlds of yin and yang, likes to eat souls, looks extremely ugly, is hated and spurned by heaven and earth, and wanders the world after death and turns into a yin rakshasa , look at your fierce spirit, I am afraid that you have cultivated for thousands of years?"
"The monk has some eyesight, but I hate people to say I'm ugly, and you're a ghost monk, and if you die, you'll die, and you want to kill the demon by your own strength, since that's the case, I'll send you to hell to chant the Buddha!"
The ghost fox's cold eyes fell on the monk, but the cicada was a little calm, and the Qi cultivation kung fu of the Buddha cultivator still maintained his instinct even if he turned into a ghost.
As if provoked, the ghost fox screamed, and its tail turned into more than ten meters and attacked the cicada, directly hitting the cicada's body and flying far away.
"Abbot, how are you?"
I hurriedly ran over to support the other party, but Miao Chan waved his hand directly, "Donor, this demon is arrogant, I obviously can't fight against it, I'm afraid I can't protect you." ”
Saying that, the ghost monk took off the robe on his body and threw it on the ground, then painted it with his fingers, and wrote ten golden words on the robe, "Vajra on the Great Day, Bodhi according to the Buddha's heart", and then looked at me with a solemn face, "I have injected three points of essence into the scriptures, you wear it and recite the "Atina Vajra Sutra" and then find a safe place, the demon does not dare to approach." ”
"Thank you, Abbot."
I took the robe, and I saw a phantom figure of a little monk chanting on the robe, and I knew that the other party was right, this wonderful cicada is indeed a real monk, but it is a pity that I committed suicide by falling into the devil, but where can I go so late.
"I want to go, no way!"
When the ghost fox heard the monk's words, he was instantly angry, but I was pushed away by the wonderful cicada, and when I turned around, the monk's mouth was wrapped around the ghost fox with a chain of culture.
"Let's go!"
I didn't dare to stay longer, so I just put on my robe and ran, reciting the scriptures while running, and a golden sun rose on the robe behind me, and the ghosts around me avoided it.
"Stinky boy, where to go."
The ghost fox wanted to keep me, but was hugged by the monk, I inadvertently turned my head and found that it was directly hit by the fox's tail through the body, and the body turned into an illusory shattered shadow, and the magnificent temple also crumbled into pieces, and the surrounding area fell into darkness in an instant.
The monks are gone, the monks are gone, only a group of ghosts and fierce and terrifying ghost foxes watching from afar.
"Abbot?"
I exclaimed, I wanted to say something but my heart was panicked, I could only run out desperately, and now there is still an hour before dawn, as long as I am hit by these demons dare not make a mistake.