Chapter 5: Good and Evil

The Buddha's voice was majestic, exploding in the minds of the three of them, and he was in a trance for a moment.

An old monk wearing a red robe and straw sandals walked slowly, and a golden relic bead in front of him swirled around and floated in the air.

"The monks of the Jinguang Temple in the capital are jealous and hateful, and they are unpredictable in their Buddhist spirits, and they don't want the Buddha power in their words to be amazing, you and my brother will act when they see the opportunity later, don't fall into the prestige of my Soul Devouring Palace. The judge suppressed the exclamation in his heart and said earnestly to the two of them. With one hand, the half-human-high brush that had just been sacrificed on his chest gradually returned to its normal size, and the judge took out a stack of blood-stained rice paper from the sleeve of his robe with his other hand, held the paper in his left hand and the pen in his right hand, and began to draw something on the rice paper. The bull-headed horses behind him looked at each other, scattered beans like soldiers, and several clouds of yaksha ghosts made of phosphorus cremation surrounded the villagers. Seeing that nothing was wrong, the two of them flew towards the Sky Master with their magic weapons.

Seeing the two of them rushing towards him with the aura of yin ghosts, his hands were drawn in the air, and his two palms were buckled in front of his chest, "Ding!" The bull head and horse face drove the ghost to come, thinking that with the many ghosts in the underworld could be caught off guard, but he didn't expect the faint golden light in the palm of his hand in front of the empty body, and a swastika appeared, growing in the wind, and how tall a person was, blocking the empty body. Let's say that many ghosts and creatures will disappear as soon as they touch the golden swastika, and their bitter wails will spread all over the wilderness. In the stalemate, the empty one-handed seal, hanging in the air of the Buddha beads, galloping forward, there is a momentum like a broken bamboo, the ghosts disappear everywhere, the air appears Buddha anger like holding a vajra pestle to the two people smashed down. The bull head and horse face at this time strong crossbow to the end, the old energy has gone, the new energy is not born when the tip of the tongue of the two bite, the mouth spit essence blood in the magic weapon, but see the magic weapon ghost light illusion as a barrier to resist the Buddha beads, "Bang!" A sound broke the air, the Buddha beads stood in the air, two black lines fell in the village like meteors, the house collapsed, there was a loud bang, two figures climbed out of the ruins of the broken wall with difficulty, it was really like the corpse crawling out of the cemetery, broken.

The two laughed wildly, as if mocking their respective predicaments, "Second brother, I haven't been so happy for a long time, the bald donkey's Buddhism is profound, and I can't do it if I don't come up with the means to press the bottom of the box!"

After a while, just when I was waiting to rescue the villagers, the yin wind suddenly rose, and the bleak night became more and more cold, and two heavy low gasps sounded, followed by two people who were thicker and taller than ordinary people, one with long white horns, and the other with a pair of terrifying horse ears, "Fight quickly, although the possession of the ghost king can greatly increase your strength, but it only lasts for a stick of incense, and there is no power to resist afterwards, so it will be a decisive battle!"

Ma Mian held a magic weapon, and took the lead in attacking, his magic weapon was a broad knife, the blade was covered with ghost patterns, but the head of the knife was extraordinary, with a crescent-like curve, like a sickle. This flip method is not as fast as before, the speed is so fast, not waiting for the empty seal to come to the front of him, and in the middle of the smile, it is the knife in the hand. In a hurry, the empty had to use the beads to counteract, but also the beads were extraordinary, the touch was as stable as Mount Tai, but the air suddenly felt the fishy smell hit the face, and the contact with the knife body was a force of absorption, as if the soul was about to break out.

"Phew!" the beads suddenly dispersed, and the empty took advantage of the situation to retreat, wanting to recall the relics to attack the horse's face before and after, but the bull head held the chain but took the initiative to meet the relics. In desperation, he recalled the six core-sized Buddha beads floating not far away, chanted the Great Sun Mantra in his mouth, scattered the collected Buddha beads all over Zhou Tian, and knotted the Vajra Realm with both hands. Ma Mian hesitated for a moment, wanting to see what kind of medicine was sold in the monk's gourd, but who knew that there was a bull's head urging on the ground, "Third brother, that bald donkey must be brewing earth-shattering Buddhism, and if you don't make a quick decision, interrupt him, and regret it later!" Ma Mian shook the big knife in his hand, pounced, saw that there was no intention of fighting back, and couldn't help but be happy, and slashed down to his shoulder.

There was a sound of "......", and there was no sound of knives entering flesh and bones, but it was like two iron stones colliding. The horse's face was numb for a moment, and he was about to leave, his face showing horror. The bull head also heard the sound and watched, and the two saw that the old monk was still sitting in the void, but at this time the skin showed a bright golden color, like a golden Buddha that was completely created. "Mixed Yuan Golden Body! I said that he was capable, it turned out that he was a high-ranking monk, invincible to fire and water, invulnerable, third brother, you and I tried our best to join forces to strike, and if he was undefeated, the golden body would be severely damaged!"

It's just that the fighter plane is fleeting, and the two of them are about to make a move, only to feel that the sky and the earth are rumbling, the heat wave is hitting the face, the dead grass on the ground is scorched black, and the relics blocked in front of the bull's head are also full of light. The empty eyes were wide open, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, judging like a god, and he said:

"You wicked people, how many innocent people have been brutalized, only to practice this powerful ghost and evil thing, and the sins are heavy, let you taste the light of the Buddha of the pure world and the karmic fire of hell today!"

Singing the Buddha's name lightly in the empty mouth, I saw that with the horse face as the center, with the power of the Buddha beads, the vitality of the six directions changed dramatically, a karmic fire red lotus ran through the heaven and earth, and then six surrounded the horse face, the fire was monstrous, as if it was going to burn all things in the heaven and earth, and it would not be extinguished, and even the howl of the horse face could not be heard. At the same time, the bull's head also has no time to take care of him, the relics rise into the air Sanskrit sound, many gods and Buddhas appear in the western sky, the central one sits on the six-petal floating Tu Qinglian, the face shows the color of compassion, all the Buddhas and sentient beings, there are Buddha lights behind the head, only to see a colorful light directly on the bull's head, no matter how he struggles can not escape.

Such a vision, a single scene is enough to shock people's hearts, not to mention that two scenes appear at the same time overnight, but just when the villagers marveled at the gods and Buddhas and thought they had been rescued, a voice sounded, although it started in the noise, but it was like the depression of a mountain spring in the middle of the night, resounding into the ears: "The king of Hades told you to die for the third watch, how can he keep you until dawn!"

The judge finally acted at this point, and the bull head and horse face answered everything with the time he had bought with his life. On the ground under the empty feet, a fierce array appeared, the flowers and plants on the ground withered instantly, the villagers fell to the ground one after another, their souls left their bodies one after another, and flew blankly towards the magic circle to be swallowed by the endless darkness. The fierce array is like a pool of abyss and dead swamps, constantly devouring the surroundings. Suddenly, several hideous arms stretched out from it, grabbed the void that could not dodge, and roared and roared, trying to drag it into the abyss.

"The Soul Devouring Necromantic Array, which only has a few dozen sacrifices, is so powerful, it can solve a mixed element golden body. The judge said as he looked at Sora, who was struggling alone.

At this moment, the mana is lost along those arms, without the slightest strength, and the body is dragged into the dead swamp little by little, the karmic fire red lotus and the pure world Buddha light have long disappeared, and there are two people on the ground who are covered in scales, constantly emitting green smoke, leaving their lives but no longer have combat power, but the fierce array in front of them is difficult to break, and the relics have lost contact with themselves, and the unfathomable judge, poor for those dozens of families, tragically poisoned, but they can't do anything.

"Monk, hand over the treasure of my soul devouring hall, I can spare you from death, if you weren't nosy and waited for the opportunity to take the treasure on the day of the soul sacrifice of my temple, how could such a thing happen, how many people died because of you......;

The judge only mentioned the matter of the treasure at this point, and pushed all the sins to the void, Rao is an enlightened monk, facing life and death, when he is at the end of the road, his mind can't help but feel a little confused.

The biggest demon is not the ancient relic, nor the mountain spirits and wild monsters, but the human heart!

There was a rebellious laughter in the darkness, laughing at the fragility of life and laughing at people's powerlessness. The emptiness in the black fog is no longer sinking, a robe is filthy and smelly, the face is hideous, and the eyes are fierce, as if the holy white lotus rolls into the mud, the holiness does not exist, only dirt remains. He easily tore aside the arms that bound him, walked out of the fierce formation, licked the blood from the corner of his mouth with his tongue, looked a little crazy, and walked towards the judge, "It's not my fault...... It is the sin of your demons that slaughters you and kills you ......all."

The judge's heart was not good, and the monk's mind was shaken when he was dying, and he was eaten by the treasure, and he was afraid of purgatory on earth. After thinking about it, the treasure was close at hand, wouldn't it be a pity to return empty-handed? Then he danced the judge's pen, and in an instant, several powerful ghosts jumped out of the paper, black as ink, and pounced into the air with teeth and claws, and he silently disappeared out of thin air. Before they got close, the ghosts were sucked by an object in front of the empty chest, and at this moment, the empty turned around suddenly, pinched in one direction, and a figure flashed out.

"Oh no, it's dead!" A thought flashed, and the judge's other hand made a knife shape, and resolutely cut off the hand that was caught, and saw that the cut arm instantly turned into dry bones.

The sky is no longer dark, and there is a sense of gradual enlightenment. The judge only thought about it for a moment, as if it had been a cycle of several lifetimes, and finally the ** who survived overwhelmed the heart of the treasure, and cast a ghost fog method, taking the bull-headed and horse-faced two people, and flying away. At this time, at dawn, he stood in place and struggled in pain......

Let's say that the two brothers of Ji Yan couldn't hold back as early as when Liu Private School made a miserable scream, and under Wu Qi's anxious urging several times, Ji Yan had to compromise. The two of them held hands, with the protection of the dust chain and the stealth trick, and hid under a shed closest to the entrance of the village, and at the critical moment, Wu Qi wanted to run and shout several times but was stopped by Ji Yan, so that he could not be discovered, but after the judge set up the soul-devouring necromantic array, although the two of them did not leave the body, they were also unconscious.

The rising sun in the east put an end to this long night. When the two little babies woke up, they found that they were hidden under the rubble, and they couldn't help but sound the danger of last night, and hurriedly ran out of the house, only to see the old monk sitting alone at the entrance of the village, and there were also broken walls and corpses everywhere......