Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Three Ghosts and Ghosts
The ghost image was flapping around randomly like a stuck fly, and kept making strange screams from its mouth. I grabbed the three-soul magic bell and waved it hard, and the ghost image was thrown to the ground.
I took a closer look and realized that this was a woman wearing a shabby robe. She was hunched over and huddled together, with her face buried in her belly. Her hair was scattered everywhere, so it was impossible to see her face clearly.
She was trembling all over and huddled there, as if she was very afraid of seeing people. I walked forward and said in a deep voice:
"Keep your head up."
The woman paused and stretched a little, but still lowered her head...
"Keep your head up!"
My tone became a little more serious.
The woman slowly raised her head. I tilted my head and looked at it, and was stunned for a moment...
Her face was covered with scars, as if it had been burned by fire, which looked shocking. Not only that, but the arms exposed from under her robe were also covered with scars.
Seeing my strange expression, she hurriedly lowered her head and started crying.
I calmed down a little and asked:
"How did you die?"
"Ugh... back to the Great Master, I... I died because of the abbot monk of Zhuangxian Temple on the outskirts of the city!"
I frowned,
"Abbot? What's the specific situation? Don't worry, just raise your head and speak."
"yes…"
The woman raised her head slightly and said with a trembling voice:
"My name is Tang Song. I was burned all over my body when I was a child. My family had no money for treatment. Because my parents believed in Buddhism, they went to Zhuangxian Temple to pray for blessings. Later, they were known by the abbot at the time. The abbot was compassionate and raised donations for me. I
His life was saved..."
"Later, in order to repay my kindness, I became a lay disciple of Zhuangxian Temple. In addition to practicing at home, I would often go back to Zhuangxian Temple. But just a month ago, when I returned to the temple, I suddenly discovered the mountain behind the temple.
A small hidden temple was newly built, and there are actually four stone statues enshrined in the small temple..."
"Enshrine a stone statue? Whose stone statue?" I asked suspiciously.
Tang Song's expression became unnatural,
"The stone statues of the four ghosts and monsters..."
"What?!"
I was stunned for a moment, then asked:
"Then...who worshiped that? Could it be..."
"Yes, it is the one enshrined by the current abbot of Zhuangxian Temple!"
My jaw dropped when I heard this. The term "monsters and monsters" originally refers to mountain ghosts. They were originally faceless. However, as time went by, the ghosts of four kinds of ghosts, monsters and monsters, did appear among the people.
I have seen them in the classics given by Master. They all look like sharp mouths and sharp teeth. Because of their evil nature, ordinary people rarely see them. Basically, they are worshiped by some evil cultivators.
But I never expected that in a temple that is conceived with compassion, there would be someone enshrining such evil and evil things.
"What happened next?" I asked.
"In order to investigate clearly, I sneaked into the small temple every night. Later, I was discovered by the host. On the way to escape, I lost my footing and fell into the ravine. I fell... and died. Because I was unwilling, my soul did not go to the underworld..."
"There happened to be a cemetery not far from the temple. I felt that there was a lot of yin energy there, so I stayed in the cemetery. I happened to meet this girl today. I saw that her body was completely yin, and I couldn't help but have sex with her.
body, but unexpectedly it attracted a nearby Toutuo corpse..."
After hearing this, I finally understood. No wonder Tang and Song Dynasties would recite Sanskrit, and the Sanskrit she recited was full of resentment and obsessions related to ghosts. It turned out to be this.
"Everything is a ghost! Resentment...resentment...resentment!"
Thinking of this sentence now, I still feel a little shuddering, but for some reason, I always feel that there must be some ulterior reason behind why the host did this. Jiangcheng has not been peaceful at all during this time, and it seems that something is going to happen.
What a big mess.
He doesn’t know how long the demons and monsters have been enshrined by him. Everything in evil thoughts originates from seven and everything ends with seven. If the worship time has been seventy-seven and forty-nine days, the four ghost stone statues must have developed spiritual wisdom and become resentful.
spirit.
Thinking of this, I took out the resentment-resolving talisman from my backpack and put it on Tang Song's forehead. The talisman did not change at all, which meant that she had not harmed anyone, and there was no evil practice. I felt a little relieved and asked:
"Are you willing to find that abbot to vent your anger on?!"
Tang Song was stunned and murmured:
"Can...is it okay?"
"Of course, but after I vent my anger, I will save you."
Tang Song nodded excitedly.
"Okay, you can hide your body and follow me first. I need to take care of the Toutuo body."
I called Xu Ting down from upstairs. After seeing the Toutuo corpse lying on the ground, Xu Ting was so frightened that his whole body shivered. I briefly explained the situation to him, and then asked him to help move all the sofas and coffee tables in the living room.
, free up a space.
"Xiaoyu...what are you going to do? Are you going to burn him?"
"You definitely can't burn it, otherwise it will attract the neighbors. How do you explain it? Tell them that what you are burning is a walking corpse? Does anyone believe it?"
Xu Ting was stunned by my question and said nothing.
I pulled the corpse from the balcony to the vacant space in the middle of the living room, wrapped his mouth with tape, then took out a seven-inch copper nail and said to the corpse that was still struggling back and forth:
"Your soul has entered the six realms. According to what you Buddhists say, your appearance is like a stinker after all, so you shouldn't mind..."
As soon as I finished speaking, I raised my hand and drove the seven-inch copper nail into the forehead of the Toutuo corpse. The Toutuo corpse immediately twitched and let out a series of dull roars. Fortunately, it was sealed with tape, otherwise it would have been really difficult to handle.
After waiting for a few minutes, Toutuo's corpse didn't move at all. I turned around and said to Xu Ting, who was already stunned:
"Go and open all the windows."
"profound…"
Xu Ting responded with a shiver and stumbled to open the window. I took out the glutinous rice flour from my backpack and sprinkled it bit by bit on the body of the Toutuo corpse. For a moment, the body of the Toutuo corpse oozed out as if corroded by sulfuric acid.
The black smoke and stench…
It took half an hour before he completely turned into a pool of corpse blood...
I took a deep breath and turned to look at Xu Yiyi, who was still sleeping on the sofa...