I knew the old man was going to show me the way again.

Sure enough, he pointed me in another direction.

He pointed me in two directions, both times in different directions.

I sat on the ground and looked at him: "Uncle, we have no grievances, why don't you leave here to walk me?" ”

"Who's walking you?" He looked innocent: "You asked me to point it to you, I won't give you the point, but show you the way, you kid, why don't you know what to do." ”

I said, "Or you swear that you didn't lie to me." ”

He didn't send it, and said, "Believe it or not, if you go in your direction, then you have to go down the mountain, and you go down the mountain and you go in your direction, and you don't know where that thing is." ”

I was shocked.

What he meant by this was to know which direction I was going in the first place.

Does he know I'm a hexagram?

I hurriedly got up and asked politely, "Then you should be more careful, how long will you be going this time?" ”

He said, "You won't be able to walk for half an hour, and you will naturally find it." ”

It was clear that I would be able to find what I was looking for on this last stretch of the road.

I didn't waste any more time, and hurriedly continued along this road.

This time, after walking for about twenty minutes, I vaguely saw a tree in front of me

He hung his head and I couldn't see his face.

How can there be a person in this deep mountain and old forest?

I hurriedly threw away the stick in my hand, held the knife at my waist in my left hand, pinched the Dao finger in my right hand, and slowly approached the bald head.

"Big brother."

"What village are you from?"

"Why are you going to sleep over here?"

I called him several times and he didn't respond.

"Big brother, I'm here to stab you......"

"I'm cruel, I tell you......"

He still didn't react.

I thought to myself, this must be a dead man.

Just as I was about two meters away from him, he reacted and jerked his head up.

I saw that there was an open eye on his forehead, which directly frightened me to freeze in place.

Three-eyed ......

Bareheaded......

"Are you a Daojue monk?"

I was shocked.

In the next second, he bounced straight off the ground and ran away.

When he runs, I chase him, and I don't care so much.

After chasing, and not chasing far, the three-eyed man suddenly disappeared under a tree.

I hurriedly ran over to take a look, and looked around, even on the tree, and I couldn't see the three eyes anymore.

It dawned on me that I quickly put down my backpack, took out a folding shovel from it, and began to dig into the soil layer near the tree.

Digging and digging, not too deep, I went down with a shovel and obviously dug into something.

I hurriedly dug through the surrounding soil with my hands and pulled the thing out.

It is a slightly larger box with some special runes engraved on it.

This is the box that Fang Mingjie buried!

The box had already been opened by him, and I hesitated for two seconds before opening the box as well.

The documents inside, buried in the ground for so long, are still intact, only a little yellowed.

And the evil Buddha was also lying in it intact.

The whole body of this evil Buddha is transparent, but I don't know what material it is.

I took it out, and it was very warm to the touch, close to human body temperature.

The third eye on the Evil Buddha's forehead still had some red marks, and I reached out to rub it, and I rubbed the paint off it.

But as soon as I touched the delicacy of this paint, I realized that it was not paint at all, but cinnabar!

I finally understood what Li Fuguang's grandfather had done, he had applied cinnabar to the third eye of the evil Buddha.

Cinnabar is a pure natural thing to the sun, but also a natural thing to ward off evil spirits, Taoist priests are painted with cinnabar.

I guess Li Fuguang's grandfather should have painted cinnabar on it because he knew the origin of the evil Buddha and was afraid that this evil Buddha was an evil thing, so he painted cinnabar on the third eye.

But there are some things that you can't paint on your eyes.

For some jewelry, painting the eyes is equivalent to opening the light.

Some unicorn or Pixiu ornaments, with tea tree oil to paint the eyes, is to give it light, must be given light, it will be useful.

And the unicorn and Pixiu are rui beasts, and the opening of the light brings good luck.

Like some ferocious beasts, painted eyes, bring bad luck.

Why is there a rune engraved on this box, it is to suppress this evil Buddha.

Fang Mingjie opened the box, and Li Fuguang's grandfather brought the evil Buddha to life again......

I'm about to put the evil Buddha in it, and I'll go down the mountain first.

At this moment, a chill came from behind me, and I looked back to see the man with three eyes appearing behind me again, only this time, he was wearing a monk's robe.

I was so frightened that I picked up the box and took a few steps back, but in the blink of an eye, the bald head turned into another person, a man covered in blood, with his head hanging down, his long hair, and a seven-star mahogany sword in his hand.

Before I could recover my senses, this man covered in blood turned into a female ghost in red again.

The female ghost had her hair scattered, and she couldn't see her face just like the man covered in blood just now.

But I quickly reacted, and these three people ...... They are Daojue Monk, Gongsun Jing, and the red-clothed ghost king.

In a daze, another person appeared in front of me, an old man.

His earlobes were so large that he was almost close to me, and a hand pierced my heart and sneered at me.

My eyes widened, and suddenly there were some more fragments in my mind, one of which was the Taoist monk standing in the Mahavira Hall, his hands folded, looking at the golden Buddha statue of Shakyamuni in front of him expressionlessly.

And around him, there were countless corpses, all of which were monks......

This fragment, which didn't stay in my mind for long, was suddenly cut off.

When I came back to my senses, there was no old man who stabbed me in the heart, and there were no Daojue monks and Gongsun Jing.

What I just saw...... It is the memory of the evil Buddha, the memory of the Taoist monk, and the memory of Li Fuguang.

It was Li Fuguang who forcibly cut off those memories just now, and he didn't want me to know too much.

The evil Buddha, the Dao Jue, the leader, Li Fuguang, they are all the same person......

I closed the box, held it and hurried down the hill.

When they arrived at the waterhole, An Ning and Yi Yang were still waiting there.

Seeing me come down with a suitcase, both of them were very excited.

"I'll go!"

"How did you dig it?"

I didn't have time to explain to them, so I asked them when the old fisherman had left.

"Just left."

An Ning said: "I just left a few minutes ago, and he said that we have been guarding him, and he is uncomfortable......"