Chapter 11: The Hunger of Mayfly City

"What are you kidding, do you know how difficult this mission is?"

"The impossible."

"You're not a god or Buddha, do you have this mighty divine power?"

"They deserve to starve, and they don't deserve it. Because he was insatiable when he was a man in life, he didn't know how to be satisfied, and he fell into hunger.

They will be in a state of hunger and thirst forever and suffer immeasurable pain. ”

"Don't think that if you have a golden finger in your hand, you are awesome."

Feng Yu, who was wearing a hospital gown, stepped out of bed, looked around, and made a motion that made the beings present suddenly silent.

He fell to his knees respectfully and kowtowed.

The sentient beings all looked at him quietly, and for some reason felt that he was an extremely lonely person, and only heard him say, "I have no choice, this is my only way."

"But what if it fails? You don't have much time left, shouldn't you find a way to find the blood queen first? ”

Feng Yu, who was silent, got up, ignored the obstructions of all beings, and wanted to leave.

Four bright red tongues protruded from the crowded black shadows, tightly wrapping around his limbs.

"Let go!"

Seeing the young man's annoyed and angry appearance, the vine-like red tongue trembled and loosened, and retracted into a dark shadow.

"I can't help you, I really owe you in my last life."

"If I hadn't waited for you to overtake me, I wouldn't have bothered to care about you."

"I'll go with you!"

"Count me in."

"Those hungry monsters are very vicious, let's not get too close to them, be careful."

The sentient beings compromised one after another, clamoring to go to Mayfly City, the most corrupt and depraved place in the treacherous city.

"Brother Fengyu! A few of us are still children, can we stay and take care of Sister Xian'er? ”

"Well, we'll wait for you to come back."

The melodious voices of immature innocence are all touching, and it is six or seven infant spirits climbing the wall talking.

Their faces looked like flattened cow dung, their blood-red eyes crooked, their wrinkled skin was older and wrinkled than the old man and the trunk of a tree, and they wore red bloomers on their legs with two slender chopsticks.

Their appearance is terrifying and terrifying, but they have a lovely voice as clear and bright as a silver bell, and they giggle like innocent and romantic little angels.

Thinking that they died because they were aborted by their mothers before they died, Feng Yu's heart throbbed faintly.

"Brother, don't look at us with sad and loving eyes."

"From your eyes, I find us miserable and pitiful."

"It's so sad, your eyes make us want to cry."

Feng Yu smiled bitterly, looked back at a few baby spirits melancholy, and said, "You wait for me to come back".

Eighty-one sentient beings turned into aurora beams and flew into the turquoise terrifying sky with abundant feathers.

Countless plankton wander around the treacherous urban area, all looking in the same direction, watching a large ray of light pass away in the western sky.

The hungry man who wandered the desolate streets looked up at the sky, and his dull and cloudy eyes showed a look of hunger and thirst.

For many years without food, drink, or clothing, they are always in a state of torment, and their thirst for food and water drives them mad.

The ugly bodies are as thin as firewood, the neck is as slender as a needle, and the belly is swollen like a bulge, and they have not been able to eat a mouthful of food for hundreds or thousands of years, and they are so hungry that they spit fire and smoke from their noses.

They roam aimlessly every day, and the pity is unbearable.

Feng Yu in the sky witnessed the tragic scene on the ground, and was silent and could not say a word.

A voice whispered in his ear: "The most corrupt and depraved mayfly city in the treacherous city here is a gathering place for countless hungry treachers, and the hungry treachers in the world will also come here to find a place to stay."

"They are the least popular in the treacherous city, and they will be rejected by alien beings wherever they go."

"When they see the water, they want to take it, but the water automatically turns into a foul-smelling blood. When I saw the food and wanted to eat it, as soon as it reached my mouth, the food automatically turned into charcoal. ”

"It's said that a lot of guys here have been hungry for thousands of years."

"Every day, I go crazy looking for food everywhere, but I don't dare to leave the Mayfly City too far, and I will be beaten if I run to the territory of other beings."

Feng Yu, who showed pity in his eyes, couldn't bear to hear it.

"Do you see that stone Buddha statue in the distance?"

"It is said that it was built by Sun Dasheng after becoming a Buddha."

Feng Yu was attracted by the stone statue in the mouth of all beings, and when he looked at the sculpture, it was very similar to the Monkey King himself.

"Check it out."

Radiant light poured into the earth, and all beings gathered in front of a tall stone statue of Buddha, showing the black shadows that surrounded it.

With the red sun covering the western horizon as the background, the Buddha statue stands quietly in the glow of the earth, which looks solemn and special.

On the two-meter-high stone pedestal, there is a stone statue of the Monkey King who is sitting cross-legged in the face.

The stone statue has its hands folded, the wonderful appearance is pure and compassionate, the swastika symbol is engraved on the forehead, the body is dressed in gauze clothes, and two beautiful Ruyi gold hoop stick earrings are hung on the earlobes.

The stone statue is about four meters high, and a circle of strange words hovers in the hands of the palms respectfully.

Noticing the difference in the text, Feng Yu boldly climbed onto one of the arms of the stone Buddha statue, and vaguely recognized that it was actually a Sanskrit transliteration: Om Mani Padme Hum, and the font was surrounded by a large circle, with the word "She" floating in the middle.

"Legend has it that it is the Buddha mantra of Sun Dasheng's super-hungry mantra, and the six-character Daming mantra plus the word 'she' has the effect of giving food."

"It's a pity that none of the hungry people here can recognize it as the Buddha's mantra, and they can't read the words at all.

They are not only ignorant, but also stupid, and legend has it that when Sun Dasheng built his own Buddha statue, he personally taught the hungry man to recite these seven words, and they did not speak. ”

"Haha, if it weren't for our hearsay, we wouldn't have known that words were eaten."

"Legend has it that 'she' is the seed word of the lotus department, which represents the world of bliss, and the six characters of the six-character mantra represent the six realms, and the word 'she' when reciting is to bring the six sentient beings to the world of bliss. ”

"We don't know how to recite it, we can't recognize it."

Feng Yu listened to the words of the sentient beings, felt shocked, and muttered to himself, "Om Ma Mi Mi She"

The six-character Great Ming Mantra combined with the lotus seed word "She" came out of his mouth, stunning the eyes of all beings.

"It's glowing, and when you just recited the mantra, the suspended words glowed."

Feng Yu also caught the streamer flashing along a circle of Sanskrit, and felt his heart tremble, and his joy was indescribable.

He recited the second mantra, and saw a circle of words glowing with golden light on the palm of the Buddha's hand.

Overjoyed beings found light and hope in the young man, as well as the long-awaited salvation.

"Are you a saint?"

The word "saint" made Feng Yu tremble. His body clinging to the arm of the Buddha statue was not stable, and he accidentally fell.

Two long human tongues hurriedly wrapped around his waist and lifted him to the ground.

All of a sudden, all the beings supported him, and they surrounded him in the middle.

Hundreds of hungry ghosts surrounded them, staring viciously at the group of uninvited guests who broke into Mayfly City.

"It's really human!"

"Good Fragrance ......"

His eyes were bloodshot, his eyes were full of greed and thirst, the blazing fire was spewing from his mouth, and his hungry nostrils were flowing with black smoke and miasma.

Their old, hoarse voices are like the terrible crows of crows.

Presumably to distract them, the beings took out their private food from their pockets and threw it to them.

Cheese, bread, steamed buns, rice balls...... Tumbling down to the dirty ground, there are also snacks such as chocolates, lollipops, and biscuits.