Lu Xuan, who was hiding behind the windowsill, looked at everything that had just happened in the Buddha hall, and couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

Judging from the reactions of the four people in the tiled house, this group of monks just now was not chanting scriptures at all, but performing evil magic!

A magic technique that draws out the desires in the human body!

The two monks who were stopped by the host slowly stood up from the futon, one walked behind the statue of the Bodhisattva of King Jizo, and the other came to the four people who were stunned, parted their folded hands, and gently pressed on the forehead of one of them, and said slowly:

"My lord has mercy on the world, and he has given him the true body to become a great cause."

"Hehe, it's all mine, it's all ....."

The four of them looked crazy, and their mouths were still muttering to themselves.

The monk named Zhengde pressed his forehead, only to hear a click, the man's head actually sunk downward, and even the flesh and skin collapsed, revealing a blood-red hole, after a scream sounded at the same time, the man's eyes became confused, and his mouth no longer made a sound, just sat there dumbfounded, looking like a puppet.

Looking at the remaining three people, Zhengde walked over one by one according to this method.

When the rest of the monks saw this scene, their faces were calm, as if it had just happened to a trivial matter.

Only Lu Xuan's mood became more and more solemn, but he could see that the other party just simply pressed it, but there was a hazy white qi escaping from the person's body and dissipating in the Vashe.

Although it is not clear whether this white qi is the so-called innate qi, it is always something extremely important to the human body.

After dealing with the last person, Masahin walked out from behind the statue of King Jizo carrying a clay pot the size of a baby with various runes engraved on the surface:

"Senior brother, can you shave for them?"

"They have been shaved, and they have nothing to do with it, but they are among my people."

"That's great!"

Zhengxin nodded, and then aimed the spout of the clay pot at the split head of one of them, and poured it down slightly, and a pool of thick yellow liquid flowed out of the spout, and poured into the man's whole body along the crack.

After careful confirmation, Lu Xuan could feel that the yellow liquid in the clay pot was not something like a medicinal liquid spiritual juice, as if it had its own life, and it was not flowing into other people's bodies, to be precise, it was like locusts surging in.

As the fluid poured in, the man's body began to gradually turn yellow.

Originally, Mu Ne's expression changed, his dull eyes became kind, his separated hands were closed in front of his chest, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if he was smiling.

"This ..... Are all the Arhat golden bodies in the Buddha Hall made of living people? Looking at the golden body of the Arhat who turned into a golden yellow with his entire body and clothes, Lu Xuan was shocked: "What do they want to do?" ”

"Hehe, don't worry, you see that the color of this Arhat's golden body is far worse than that outside the hall. Maybe there are other ways to do it. ”

He sat on the windowsill and dangled his legs, watching with interest what was happening in the tiled house.

Similar to what he thought, when Zhengxin poured all four people with yellow liquid, the host who was standing aside closed his eyes slowly opened his eyes:

"With the blessing of my Lord's creatures, they are considered to have entered my gate, but they are not enough to fight against evil spirits." The host took out four black beads from his cuffs and hissed, "Eight of the twelve evil beads have been broken, and after these four are broken, my lord will be able to attain the Tao, and when the time comes, we will be able to achieve Mahayana, shine with the sun and the moon, and live with heaven and earth." ”

"My Lord is great! Peng Qi chases the sun, the medaka is stingy! ”

Many monks bowed their heads in unison and uttered some strange words, which made Lu Xuan, who was hiding in the shadows, frown.

Although he couldn't understand what they were saying, he recognized the black beads in the host's hand, which were the relics he had seen in the hands of the temple monks in his previous life.

Before Lu Xuan could think about it, the host had already put the relics into the cracks on the skulls of the four people, and as the relics deepened, the yellow bodies of the four people began to exude a strange look, as if they were shrouded in a faint yellow light, and they looked like the golden-bodied Arhats outside the hall!

"Tut, these relics are not simple!" He said with emotion: "The relics are the cremated bones of Buddhist monks, not only the remnants of this person's divine consciousness before his death, but also the blessing of his accumulated life's luck, it is really a rare treasure, boy, if you have the opportunity to get two, maybe, you can also change your luck, whether you can be an emperor or something, it is not a problem." ”

Lu Xuan ignored his words, and his attention was always on the four just-made Luohan Jin.

I saw that the host gently stroked their heads, and all their hair fell off, and the wounds that had been pressed out disappeared, and their movements and expressions tended to be like the Arhat statues in the temple.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you wouldn't have believed that these Buddha statues were made from living people!

After the presiding officer had done all this, the rest of the monks carried the four people who had stiffened their bodies onto the lotus platform.

As if they had experienced it countless times, these monks stood around the four just-made Arhat statues, and the tiled house, which originally had a faint light, suddenly dimmed, black and dark, unable to see anything, unable to hear anything, until Lu Xuan hesitated to get closer to perceive, and suddenly heard the chanting of many monks:

"The mind is dim, and he does not distinguish between good and evil, even with his eyes and ears, and he does not see or hear. It is the dependents, when they must set up a great offering, and turn to read the Sutra, if it is a good fate, it can make the deceased, from all the evil paths, all the devils and gods, all retreat. ”

"This is the Jizo Sutra? Are they overpowering these people? ”

Lu Xuan listened to the familiar scriptures, not only was he surprised, but even his breathing was a little short.

The scriptures they recite seem to have some kind of strange ability.

In an instant, his consciousness became chaotic.

A yellow flame suddenly burned in the tiled house, and through the light it emitted, Lu Xuan saw the faces of every monk in his mind, whether angry, evil, hateful, or hateful..... All kinds of emotions in the world that are related to evil seem to emanate from them.

"They are not exceeding, they are guiding evil thoughts, they are guiding the evil thoughts of the four Arhat statues!"

In the recitation of the scriptures, Lu Xuan, who was hiding, felt a headache, his vision became extremely blurred, and he vaguely saw countless human blood heads rushing out of the Luohan golden statue.

Their expressions were lustful, greedy, and hateful, and they made all sorts of strange noises in the tiled houses, as if they would be swallowed up by the slightest touch.

"These verses are influencing me as well!"

In the chanting of Buddhist scriptures and the strange cry of his head, Lu Xuan only felt that there was an evil fire in his heart that was becoming more and more uncontrollable.

All the things he wanted to do but didn't want to do kept coming to mind, almost frantically oppressing his last sanity.

It made his brain feel like it had been hit hard.

"Damn brute!"

By the windowsill, Lu Xuan curled up in the corner in extreme pain.

In order to keep his sanity, he did not hesitate to pierce his palm with a black sword, wanting to keep his last sanity.

But at this time, the statue of King Jizo made of ceramics in the Buddha hall suddenly emitted a faint white light.

At the moment when the light appeared, the monk's chanting voice became even more eerie, as if it was around and as if it came from another world, and the human blood head floating in the tiled house seemed to have found a target at this moment, and rushed towards the statue of Jizo King like crazy.

But the moment they approached the white light, they were accompanied by a terrible scream, and they were completely annihilated in the white light.

"Cast the stinging of the stinging and the flawedness."

The monks' chanting became faster and faster, and it was impossible to hear whether they were reciting the Jizo Sutra or not, and the bloody heads of the people in the tiled house became even more crazy, roaring and rushing into the white light, but they were soon drowned in it again.

Lu Xuan, who was stimulated by the pain, barely raised his head, and when he saw the statue of the Jizo King Bodhisattva in the center, not only the physical and mental pain disappeared a lot, but even the chanting of the monks disappeared in his ears.

And at this moment, what he saw was a monk wearing white tulle under the red world, who was tied to the Bodhi tree, and the white strips of cloth were like ropes tightening its body!

Countless red spikes pierced its entire body!

This was only a momentary sight.

When Lu Xuan came back to his senses, what he saw was the statue of Jizo Bodhisattva made of ceramics.

Unlike before, the left eye of this idol was covered with a line of bloody tears.

It's like having mercy on the world.