It has been two days since my second aunt died, but today I saw her soul here.
The second aunt is not very nice, mean and sarcastic.
But to put it bluntly, they are somewhat related by blood.
I met her today. No matter what, I have to take away her soul and let go of all the souls here.
Otherwise, even if these ghosts want to reincarnate, they will not have a chance.
I continued to watch, waiting for the opportunity.
The black vortex also gradually slowed down.
As the whirlpool gradually slowed down, I could clearly see a person sitting inside the whirlpool.
A haggard old monk.
The monk was wearing a black cassock and sitting cross-legged at the bottom of the river.
Underneath him is a black stone.
On the stone, black light shines.
He clasped his hands together and was still chanting sutras "jijijigugu".
"Evil Buddha?"
These two words appeared in my mind instantly.
I watched closely.
Since I have never dealt with such evil spirits, I need to be more cautious.
The old monk sitting cross-legged in the middle was still chanting sutras.
Because my grandma is a Buddhist, I have listened to a lot of various scriptures.
But I didn't understand a word of what the old monk was saying.
It can only be seen that this old monk is not a human being.
It is some kind of monster, and he is not a soul or soul, but a monster that has been cultivated into an adult.
I don't have golden eyes or flaming eyes, so I can't see my true identity.
It seemed like five minutes had passed, and the old monk was no longer chanting.
The vortex around him also disappeared.
The surging undercurrent also calmed down in the river.
Standing around, there were about a dozen fish-headed demon spirits, all kneeling on one knee.
They shouted to the old monk in unison:
"See the Underworld Buddha."
The sound was "gurgling, gurgling" in the water.
The surrounding ghostly corpse fish also made worshiping movements in the direction of the old monk.
The withered old monk monster also opened his eyes at this moment.
But when he opened his eyes, I discovered that the old monk's eyes were like dead fish eyes.
Very pale, in stark contrast to his withered and black body.
The old monster put one palm on his chest and shouted hoarsely:
"My Buddha is merciful. Commanders, how many souls have you brought with you today?"
The old monster just finished speaking.
One of the fish-headed monsters put his hands together and said respectfully:
"Ming Buddha, we are waiting to bring the living souls this time. A total of forty-two people are here."
When the old monster heard this, his brows obviously raised.
Looking at the fish-headed monster;
"Why are there only forty-two people? There are still seven to go."
The fish-headed monster being questioned heard this and hurriedly answered:
"Underworld Buddha, the reason why there are seven missing is because the three leaders were killed.
All the living souls in his hands also ran away.
That’s seven less.”
Hearing this, I narrowed my eyes.
It may be the fish-headed monster I killed during the day.
"What, who has such courage?"
The old monster was furious.
The black air on his body was billowing, forming an invisible water pressure that vibrated around.
Those fish-headed monsters were okay, but those ghosts and corpse fish, including the living souls kneeling around, trembling in fear, were all frightened to the point of crying "wuwuwu".
"Have peace with the underworld Buddha. I will definitely find that person and destroy him completely."
The leader of the fish-headed monster spoke.
But the old monk in the middle calmed down his anger.
He raised his chest with one hand and sighed:
"That's all!
I, the Buddha, am merciful, so I will not pursue it for the time being.
We, the descendants of the Black Buddha, have been suppressed for more than three hundred years.
Now that he was born, his vitality was severely damaged.
Although the world has changed greatly, the spiritual energy is thin.
Now it seems that there are also strong people.
We are afraid that we have been targeted.
For now, keep a low profile..."
The old monster's tone was calm, and when he said this, he gave people a sense of peace.
It's just that face, no matter how you look at it, you don't look like a good person.
"It's the Underworld Buddha!"
"Ming Buddha, the living soul has arrived, please enjoy it quickly!"
"Yes, yes, Mingfo, once you recover, we won't have to suffer in this river anymore."
"..."
The fish-headed leaders kept talking.
Let that old monster eat those living souls quickly.
The human soul kneeling on the ground was trembling with fear.
"No, don't eat me!"
"Great Immortal, I, my family has cows and sheep, please let me go! I will feed you the cows and sheep to keep you satisfied."
"Buddha, Buddha! My family has money, let me go! I'll give you money, and you can buy whatever you want to eat!"
"..."
There were more than forty living souls around, and most of them were still crying.
But there are also some who want to struggle and seek help.
But the fish-headed monsters around him didn't pay any attention to them.
The old monster also stood up.
He looked at the living souls begging for mercy with half a smile.
"Giggle" weird smile:
"My Buddha is compassionate and sees your pain and struggle.
Let me eat you and become part of my body.
In this way, you can live forever.
Live as long as this Buddha and as long as heaven."
Having said this, the old monk opened his mouth slightly.
The head, which was originally withered, suddenly began to transform.
Gradually it turned into the head of a toad.
A pair of white eyes, a pimple on one end, and a wide mouth.
As the mouth opened and closed, a big tongue slowly stuck out.
Swinging from side to side in the water, no matter how disgusting it looks...
Seeing this, I confirmed the true identity of this old monster.
He was a toad who became a spirit and called himself "Buddha".
Then he recruited a group of fish-headed monster souls as his subordinates, working here as a slave to the tiger, catching the toad monster's souls everywhere for him to eat.
When they met me today, it was the death of these evil spirits...