My weird life

"Jigsaw..." Master Tiezhi muttered in an incomprehensible tone.

The nine-headed doll looked solemn and said hesitantly: "The 'King of Plague's Ceremony' that your Ksitigarbha Temple understands comes from that puzzle piece. Is that puzzle piece the source of all the inheritance of Pu'an Altar?

Is this the biggest secret that the Ksitigarbha Temple tries its best to keep? "

"Yes..." Zhitong looked confused and said in a low voice, "Perhaps the Great Wish King Temple and Hei'an Altar are originally from the same family. The Black Jizo statue is obviously the inherited treasure of Hei'an Altar, but it is not related to my Great Wish King Temple. The "Wish Sutra" created by Tan Patriarch is very consistent.

The third generation Great Wish King monk looked at the puzzle pieces behind the Black Ksitigarbha statue and combined it with the ‘Wish Sutra’ to create the ‘Plague King Ceremony Guard’.

All the "Three Kings Monks" in the future generations must first understand the "Vow Sutra" if they want to be accompanied by the "King of Plagues".

And before the Great Wish King Temple moved closer to the Taoist sect and obtained the eight ghost king talismans, the "Wish Sutra" was completely useless to the monks in the temple, and it had not played any role at all?

How could there be such a coincidence in the world?

This can't be a coincidence!

The truth is that the Great Wish King Temple and the Black Temple were originally one family, but during the changes in history, one family split into two, and they were separated for many years. Although they reunited according to the guidance of the unknown, they have no relationship with each other. The estrangement is deep and the broken mirror is hard to be reunited.

The 'King of Monks' Sian Chay, after he had studied the Vow Sutra, and because Pu'an Altar had inherited the secret method, his cultivation ability was superior to that of many monks in Ksitigarbha Temple, and he successfully led Pu'an Altar to another Establish a portal..."

Grandmaster Tiezhi and Nine-Headed Baby would not believe Zhitong's words.

Just think that when Zhitong said this, he was trying to put money on the face of Ksitigarbha Temple.

Which Dharma lineage in Fujian is unknown? The Ksitigarbha Temple seems to be a monk's temple, but in fact it is more similar to the Taoist tradition. It repairs talismans, recites incantations, worships the gods at the altar, holds morning and evening classes every day, and holds various "fasting meetings" on the birthdays of the gods. It is the Taoist dharma lineage.

Now Zhitong claims that maybe he and Hei'an Tan are from the same family, but they were separated for a period of time... How can Master Tiezhi and Nine-Headed Baby believe this kind of statement?

"The ceremonial guard of the God of Resentment, the ceremonial guard of the Plague King.

The King of Plague's ceremonial guard was understood by the third-generation altar master monk of Ksitigarbha Temple from the jigsaw puzzle behind the statue of Black Ksitigarbha. Will the formation of the ceremonial guard of the Resentful God have a similar process? "Li Bi got to the point, "Could it be that the 'God of Resentment', a sly figure, has actually seen that puzzle before? ! "

As soon as he said these words, a look of horror suddenly appeared in Grandmaster Tiezhi's eyes!

The look of fear on Zhitong's face became even thicker: "Those of us who are more aware of the situation of the God of Resentment are afraid that the Dharma Buddha of Pu'an Altar is Kong Ming, but Kong Ming was killed by the God of Resentment Bodhisattva as soon as he met him. , dismembered——”

"Kong Ming's death may have been intentional by the God of Resentment Bodhisattva!" Master Tiezhi's eyes were filled with seriousness as he glanced at the two accomplices around him. "Is it possible that this Li Wei is still conscious?!"

As soon as this statement came out,

Everyone was silent.

My heart feels cold!

If the 'Resentful God Bodhisattva' has consciousness, that is enough to show that it is killing people consciously and selectively!

Then it kills people selectively - for what purpose? !

In order to complete the so-called 'puzzle' behind the black Jizo statue? !

"In the Heijiao Mountain of Wumen, there is a collection of the 'Collection of Divine Scrolls Ten Thousand Feet Underground'. Legend has it that this scroll was descended by the God of Snakes himself. Mao Wu collected the sacred scrolls to worship the group of ghosts. If they are tainted with the charm, they can develop various magical powers. He even transformed into a snake god!

‘Grandmaster Black Zhi’ has mastered the ‘Godly Snake’s Beard and Hair’, ‘The Skin of the Snake’ and ‘The Divine Bone’, and his lifespan has exceeded 800 years!

Although he cannot yet transform into the God of the Snake, he can at least be said to be the Son of the Snake God!

That ‘Collection of Divine Scrolls Ten Thousand Feet Underground’,

It's a puzzle. "Master Tiezhi suddenly spoke at this time, as if he was talking about something else that had nothing to do with the current situation.

After it finished speaking, its pale green eyes looked at the nine-headed doll.

The nine-headed doll looked solemn: "The puppet veins come from the Wumen. There is also a 'Heavenly Puppet' in the puppet veins. If you practice according to the map, you can cultivate yourself into a 'Heavenly Puppet'. Besides the puppet veins, there are also rumors - 'Heavenly Puppet Picture' comes from 'Collection of Gods'!"

"Collecting the divine scrolls, the Heavenly Puppet Map, the Plague King's Guard of Honor, and Zhang Jisheng, the evil sect who died early, I wonder if there are any secret puzzles of the evil sect..." Master Tiezhi's eyes were cold, "If even Zhang Jisheng has any puzzles, If so, then all of us on Fengshan Mountain are burdened with the puzzle!

Not knowing the pieces of the puzzle we each hold,

Is it related to the puzzle piece engraved on the back of the black Jizo statue? "

“We come from different dharma lines, different inheritances, and different dharma schools.

How could the most basic things be similar? "Zhitong murmured in retort.

The other two did not respond to his words.

Master Tiezhi walked to the corner, cut off a tuft of black hair from his body, chanted a few spells, and blew the tuft of black hair away.

Seeing this, the nine-headed doll also walked to a remote place, cast a spell, and tried to convey the message to the outside world.

Zhitong realized it later, and he didn't react until both of them returned. He also hurriedly drew a talisman, bowed his head and worshiped the talisman, and the talisman floated and disappeared into the dripping rain. Shadow trace.

"Now that the news has spread, let's go.

I don’t know if the Dharma lineage can receive our request for help. We have to try to see if we can escape from Fengshan and the den of the resentful Bodhisattva. This evil is too evil. It is better not to fight it head-on! "Li Bi said.

His words made the other two accomplices nod in agreement.

The seven hairy witches of Black Horn Mountain gathered Master Tiezhi in the center. Master Tiezhi pointed in a direction and asked the two accomplices to go with him in that direction: "Follow me. "

Master Tiezhi's tone was unquestionable.

Zhitong and Li Bi were also used to it, and followed it honestly, walking in the direction it pointed.

There seemed to be a huge hole in the dark sky.

The heavy rain poured down from the hole.

The rain splashed on the soil, rocks and plants, and actually stirred up a layer of rain mist in the mountains.

The gray-blue rain mist enveloped the surroundings, making the surrounding buildings, rocks and plants hazy and unclear.

Zhitong walked behind Li Bi, and after walking a few steps, he would look around and take a few glances - he almost died at the hands of the resentful Bodhisattva before, and that experience made him suddenly have the mentality of "once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of the rope for ten years\

,"naturally, he became nervous and saw enemies on the grass and trees.

After walking for about half an hour,

the dense forests around him gradually became sparse.

Several Taoist temples connected together appeared in the hazy mist. Zhitong held on to a tree beside him and stepped onto the slippery mountain steps. His monk robe was covered with mud. He didn't know how many somersaults he had made and how many times he fell into the mud pits.

Several times he almost rolled down the steep cliff!

No matter what, the monk Wang Dazhong was a practitioner. Even if he walked on the mountain road in the rain, he should have walked as fast as he could. Now he made so many mistakes and almost endangered his life several times. This situation can be said to be very strange.

—— The other accomplices had no time to laugh at Zhitong.

They also encountered some dangers.

The seven Maowu disciples who gathered around Master Tiezhi even lost one of them because of walking!

"Let's take a rest at the Taoist temple in front.

It's just walking on a mountain road, but I was fully alert and didn't dare to relax at all.

Fengshan is getting more and more weird..."

"The further we go down the mountain, the harder it will be to walk.

We have to gather together, rest, and discuss countermeasures..."

Li Bi whispered to Master Tiezhi in front.

Zhi Tong turned his head and looked behind him.

The shadows of the trees behind him were sparse, and in the hazy mist, there were hazy shadows.

If you look closely at those hazy tree shadows, you can even see them wriggling at a certain moment, as if something ran out of them - Zhi Tong was terrified and turned back, thinking that he was dazzled.

Master Tiezhi and Li Bi, who were walking in front, did not speak at this time.

They and several Mao Wu disciples stopped at the end of the mountain steps,

and their postures were a little stiff.

When Zhi Tong saw their postures, a look of horror suddenly appeared on his face, and his eyes seemed to pass through the crowd uncontrollably, Looking forward——

In the misty air and dense rain lines.

Two human skins, one red and one white, held up pairs of cards.

Behind the two human skins,

figures wearing stage robes, paper armor, bodies made of broken limbs and other strange figures, each holding a pair of taller and bigger cards, Luo umbrellas, peacock fans, canopies and other things!

In the forest-like ceremonial procession,

blood-red words were looming under the rain.

‘Silence’, ‘avoid’;

‘the wronged souls are seeking life’, ‘the evil spirits are haunting’;

‘the bodhisattva of no resentment’, ‘the pure land of great wish’!

Dong Dong Dong!

Dong Dong Clang!

Dong Clang Clang Dong Dong Clang!

The sound of gongs and drums rang out alternately!

Instead, the ceremonial procession in the rain looked even colder and more lifeless!

A chill was attached to the On the back of the monk Dazhong Wang, a strong sense of fear exploded in his heart!

"Ah——"

He screamed!

The accomplices in front of him suddenly activated their own magic, some were wrapped in clumps of black hair, some were torn into pieces, and they all fled in all directions, but they did not have any contact with the "Grudge God's Guard" in the rain and fog in the front!

The guard of honor did not chase the people who left,

They stood quietly in place.

Scarlet words that could not be washed away by heavy rain began to appear on the robes and armor of the monk Dazhong Wang. When he lowered his head, he saw that the blood words that only covered the corners of his clothes on both sides were crawling all over his body in an instant!

The wronged souls demanded his life, and the evil spirits were haunting him. The wronged souls demanded his life, and the evil spirits——

He trembled and covered the "copper coin eye" He put a pair of long fangs in his eyes and mouth. As the fangs collided and crossed, he grabbed a brush, dipped it in paint, and painted the face of "Marshal King of Plague" on his face!

The moment the face was painted,

the black copper coin eyes dripped with blood!

The Dao pattern of Marshal King of Plague suddenly lingered around Monk Wang of the Masses.

At this moment!

Seven blood-red characters of resentment started from the top of the face and extended to the chin of the face - each "resentment" word was so clear that the resentment almost penetrated the blood word and overflowed!

A blood line appeared on Monk Wang of the Masses' neck, shoulders, and legs.

A blood line pressed against the center of his Adam's apple,

extending down,

splitting his entire body in the middle.

His body was split into seven parts.

The resentful god's procession surrounded the paper Buddha, passing through the pouring rain and disappearing in the sound of gongs and drums.

On the blood-red lotus embryo of the paper Buddha, the seven parts of Zhitong's body were placed.

They were piled together with the remains of the Dharma Buddha.

In the procession, the rhythm of the great Dao of Marshal King of Plague flowed.