There is no doubt that Master was stabbed by this vajra in the first place, but I don't understand why this ghost can hold the bronze object directly, because according to common sense, bronze objects, especially such things, are like a piece of red-burning iron to the ghosts, which will hurt them.

Could it be that I'm too junior to appreciate the power of this ghost?

As for its strength, I think I already have a deep understanding at this moment, under this vajra stab, even if I don't have a life, I'm afraid I will only have half a life left. Vajra is one of the ritual weapons of Tantra, and in ancient India, it was also used as a weapon on the battlefield. Its effect is not much different from that of the spearhead and the short blade, but because it is a cross-blade relationship, as long as it is stabbed on the person's body, it is a cross-shaped hole, and each inner corner of the cross is used for bloodletting, so if you are stabbed by such a weapon, it is much more serious than being injured by a knife and gun.

In the secret method of Tantra, the function of the vajra is not much different from that of the demon pestle, and the difference between the two is only in shape. Because one of the vajra ends is sharp, it can be inserted into the ground, so in tantra, it is often used as a boundary for formations. Behind this stone gate is the Bagua Array, and if there is a Vajra in each array, that is to say, behind this door, there are at least seven more.

However, I couldn't think that far, because the sharp pinprick sensation continued to come from my chest, more and more obvious, and more and more intense, the rusty hard object and the coldness of direct contact with the skin, which made me suddenly rush up from the back of my head and feel a cramping pain. I began to scream, probably like every dying person, this scream, in addition to unwillingness, there was despair.

At that moment, many things that I didn't remember since I was a child quickly appeared in front of me like a marquee, and every picture paused in front of me for so short a time, but I remembered it clearly again. I know, it's my brain telling me that I'm dying, and before I hit the road, think back to my life. And at this time, there was a muffled sound of "bang" in front of me, and I smelled a smell of dust in my nose in front of me, and the weight of my body disappeared abruptly, and the vajra that was originally pierced in my chest fell down with a bang, hitting the ground made of stone, making a piercing and crisp sound.

The stinging sensation was gone, leaving behind the pain that had already seen the wound. When I opened my eyes, I found that the ghost that had been riding on me, who I didn't know whether it was a man or a woman, was now like a rapidly moving shadow, scurrying irregularly in the narrow doorway in front of me, screaming in pain as it moved. It was so fast that I heard it in my left ear, and then it came from my right ear, and after a few seconds, the shadow went in behind the stone door, and then the stone door closed all at once, and I don't know how many times faster than when I opened it.

The sound was gone, leaving only a long echo, and I collapsed on the ground, blankly accepting what had happened so quickly, and when the echo faded away, the passage was so quiet that I could hear my own heartbeat, and the sound of the flames in the kerosene lamp.

At this time, a cold voice came from behind, it was Qin Bukong talking, he asked me, now, do you little bastard believe it? I bit my lip and nodded slightly. Because when the ghost rushed out of the door just now, the huge suction force was indeed clearly felt by me. In this way, it is estimated that it was not Qin Bukong who pushed the master at that time, but the master was caught by this same suction.

Qin Bukong still asked coldly, can you still walk? I nodded, and then stood up with my body propped up, but I felt a little guilty and scared, I didn't even know how to put my hands and feet, and I didn't dare to look at Qin Bukong's eyes easily. Qin Bukong didn't speak, but bent down to pick up the kerosene lamp that fell to the ground, as well as the vajra that the ghost left at the scene when he fled, and then walked slowly towards the entrance of the death door, but after walking a few steps, he stopped, turned to me and said, What's the matter, do you want to stay here anymore, do you need me to give you some personal space? Do you want me to make you another pot of tea?

So I lowered my head and followed him on. We didn't say a word on the way, and all we could hear in the tunnels was our staggering footsteps and the occasional sound of the kerosene lampshade hitting the narrow aisle wall. Qin Bukong has always walked in front of me, and I deliberately kept a distance from him. So when I crawled out of the hole under the bed, I found him facing the entrance door, his hand caressing the top of Ganmu's snake's head, and not saying a word.

I braced myself through the hole, and the light in the room revealed that the part I had been stabbed by the vajra had begun to bleed, and that the blood had soaked from my clothes. Fortunately, it is only a little skin trauma, and it is not a big problem to rinse the wound. It's just that when I stood up, Qin Bukong suddenly said to me, within tomorrow, if you don't fix the door for me, I want your dog's life.

His tone was fierce, and I remembered that when the time came, the door was kicked open, and the lock was naturally broken. So I nodded in agreement, and then bowed, holding back for a long time before I said the words of thanking the old Qin seniors for saving me with righteousness.

Yes, I was about to hang up just now, but I narrowly escaped death. I don't have to think about it, I know that at the last moment, it was Qin Bukong who saved me. As for how it was saved and what tricks were used, I don't know at all. Qin Bukong made a gesture to me after hearing my words, and then pointed out the door, just like the last sentence he said to me a day ago, get out.

So I lowered my head and planned to leave, but when I passed by him, he stopped me, handed me the vajra in his hand, and then said, you give this thing to your master, and tell him that although I am a Qin person who has been crazy all my life, I have never crossed the river to tear down the bridge and hurt people with hidden arrows, since Lin Qishan thinks that I caused him to be seriously injured, and now the murder weapon is here, if you want to take revenge, you can come here at any time. Whether he believes it or not, you can bring it to me for me.

After saying that, he waved his hand, meaning that I should disappear quickly. So I was silent and walked out of his house. Before leaving, I didn't forget to re-close the door that I had kicked down.

In the middle of the night, the only thing left on the street was the sound of my footsteps except for the sound of cats stepping on roof tiles and rats turning over garbage heaps. It was almost two o'clock in the morning, and I walked quickly, recalling in my mind what had just happened in the cave, but I could not draw any conclusions, so I thought all the way, and it was about three o'clock in the morning that I returned to the health station.

The nurse, who was supposed to be on the night shift, fell asleep because there was nothing to do, so it took me a lot of time to knock on the door. When the nurse opened the door, she was also dozed off, so I didn't explain more, but went straight back to Master's room. Master was still asleep, and his posture hadn't even changed, so I sat silently on the edge of the bed, resting with my back against the wall, touching the vajra peg I had put in my bag, thinking about how I should convey Qin Bukong's words when Master woke up after dawn. I was so tired, thinking about it, I fell asleep too.

When I woke up, it was already dawn. When I opened my eyes, I found that Master had already woken up, and instead of calling me, he was sitting on the bed and looking at me with a worried face. So I asked Master why he didn't call me, and the first thing Master said was, "Did you go to that cave last night?"

Sure enough, he was an old fox, and he couldn't hide anything from him. So I said yes, I was going to take revenge, but I almost lost my life. Master asked anxiously, what's the matter, the guy surnamed Qin bullied you? I told Master that he didn't bully me much and that he even punched me. I've also met the ghost who hurt you in the first place, Master, and I have to tell you that you may have been wrong.

Master looked at the blood stains on my clothes that soaked from my chest, and then said, "Your wound is basically the same as mine, did you also get stabbed by that ghost?" I lowered my head and opened my bag, took out the vajra that I had put in it last night, and then said to the master, yes, just when I was about to be seriously injured, it was Senior Qin who came to the rescue of me, and he asked me to hand over this thing to you, saying that you were injured earlier not because he deliberately pushed you, but because the power of that ghost sucked people over.

When I said this, I pointed to my feet, and then said to Master, My situation at that time was exactly the same as you were before, except that Senior Qin was standing next to me all the time, and I also had a feeling of being dragged over, so I was more sure of this. Master looked at me with some confusion, if anyone else had told him, he probably wouldn't have believed it, but when I said it, he hesitated.

So he took the vajra from my hand and looked at it repeatedly. I stood up, took back the vajra in his hand, and then comforted him and said, don't think about anything now, first prepare for the operation in a day's time, if anything, let's wait until your body recovers, since I am here, I will stay here for a long time, with me by your side, you should worry less.

Master nodded with a relieved expression.

The next morning, Master underwent the operation, and the operation was very successful, but the doctor told me that because of the anesthetic, it is possible that Master will be in a shallow coma for a day or so, that is normal, don't worry, just ask me to use a cotton swab to dip some water on Master's lips from time to time, so as not to dehydrate during the coma.

So I took a nap during the day when the neighbors came to visit, and I was always awake at night to take care of Master. On the night after Master's operation, a battle that I had not expected quietly came.