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Chapter 565 The great monk Zhizun, thank you for your dedication to science
Monk Zhiju sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and lowered his head, clasped his hands together, and murmured the "Miaofa Lotus Sutra".

An invisible strangle mark tightened on his neck. If it was an ordinary person, his face would have flushed red because he couldn't breathe, and he was in extreme pain, but he still had a calm face, and his lips were still moving quietly, very It looks a bit majestic.

Opposite him, a Taoist priest in white was holding a stopwatch in his hand, looking at the beating numbers on it with great interest.

"5 minutes..."

Kong Qing glanced at the numbers on the stopwatch in his hand, and then looked at Monk Zhiyan, who was still calm and showed no sign of suffocation, turned his head and said to the beautiful woman beside him.

"Meier, remember, this kind of external physical entanglement attack can be truly reflected on the body of the person who is cast by the cursed doll, but it cannot prevent the opponent from using spells to fight..."

After hearing his words, the beauty holding the ancient mirror didn't immediately start recording, but silently stretched out her little paw and scratched it twice.

"Ten strings!"

The little paw scratched again.

After seeing this small movement of the other party, the corner of Kong Qing's mouth twitched silently.

"No bargaining, if you don't write, Pindao will open the door and find a sister of Shi Niang to write..."

"make a deal!"

Before the words were finished, the all-powerful beauty had put down the ancient mirror in her hand, and appeared with a serious face next to a table covered with A4 paper behind Kong Qing's side, and began to write seriously.

With a helpless face, Kong Qing turned his head and looked at his assistant, Fox Erniang.

"Twenty Niang, let him go first, the Arhat Golden Body of this Great Monk Zhiyi should have reached the point where the inside and outside are the same, this kind of trick probably won't help the other party!"

"Yes!"

The assistant Fox Erniang agreed, and then raised her hand to untie the toy doll hanging on the light pole and take it down.

When the knot on the puppet's neck was untied, the strangle mark on the monk's neck also disappeared.

"The old monk really didn't expect..."

Monk Zhizhu first took a deep breath, then looked up at Kong Qing.

"Tanyue, you, a rising star of the Danding Sect, and Qingxiazi's successor, are so self-willed and depraved that you actually went to learn this despicable witch-curse technique."

"Hey! Can't you learn the art of witch curse?"

Kong Qing tilted his head, tapped his temple with his hand, with a pensive expression on his face.

"If Pindao's memory is correct, there is a monk named Varman in your Buddhist sect who is best at this kind of witch-curse technique. It is said that he only needs to stand where he draws a circle, or recite a few incantations , will the person on the opposite side be knocked down or even killed by him?
When Varman cursed the dead before, Pindao didn't see you, the great monk Zhiju, jumped out and said that Varman was willing to degenerate, and he was contemptible. I remember that you Buddhists still call people the master of magic spells?How did you get here in Pindao...

Is it true that monks can touch it, but poor people can't touch it? "

"Tan Yue's words are wrong..."

After hearing Kong Qing's words, Monk Zhizhu immediately retorted.

"What kind of magic spell master is it? It's just the nonsense of some monks in the Western Regions who don't have a deep understanding of the essence of my Buddhism. No one in my Fahua has ever recognized this title."

"Yes! You haven't admitted it, but you haven't denied it either..."

Kong Qing smiled and waved his hands.

"It's useless to talk too much, and the poor don't make excuses. Even if you learn the art of cursing, what do you want? Twenty Niang, put the needle and poke him!"

"Yes!"

After hearing Kong Qing's words, the assistant Hu Erniang on the side immediately showed five or six embroidery needles in her hand, and then slammed, mercilessly piercing the cursed doll's body with one stitch from top to bottom. Chest.

The next moment, Kong Qing clearly saw that Monk Zhiju trembled all over, his face turned pale, and his eyebrows frowned slightly.

"The Great Monk is very focused..."

Kong Qing raised his hand to Monk Zhixuan and gave him a thumbs up.

"Twenty Niang, continue!"

"Yes!"

The assistant Fox Erniang agreed, and immediately swiped around swiftly, inserting four needles into the limbs of the cursed doll of the Great Monk Zhidan.

With each needle of Erniang falling, Kong Qing could see that the body of the great monk Zhiyan trembled slightly, but each time it was slightly weaker. past.

"Meier, write it down, the penetrating physical attack is more effective than the entanglement attack, but it seems that the same pain cannot be superimposed effectively, nor can it prevent the opponent from using spells to fight and relieve pain..."

"Yes!"

A certain Tianhu agreed, and then picked up the pen and continued to write.

"Next is attribute attack..."

Kong Qing turned to look at Twenty Niang.

"set fire!"

"Yes!"

After hearing what Kong Qing said, Twenty Niang skillfully dragged a brazier from the side, then threw the cursed doll into it without hesitation, and added some gasoline.

boom!
Flames rose ragingly, completely enveloping the cursed doll in the middle.

This time, the monk Zhiyu finally couldn't maintain the dignified demeanor of the treasured figure. When the flames rose from the cursed doll, he also let out a scream and fell to the ground with trembling hands. After shaking it several times, I finally managed to make a vase seal.

"Namo He La Tana, Duo La Ye Ye, Nan Wu Ah La Ye..."

After muttering for more than half a minute, the expression on Monk Zhi's face finally regained his composure. He struggled to get up from the ground and sat down tremblingly again.

"Meier, remember, the effect of an attribute attack is almost the same as a physical attack, but the area is larger and the pain it brings is more powerful."

"..."

"Twenty Mother, shock him!"

Assistant Fox Erniang pulled out a battery, and clamped the positive and negative clips on the cursed doll.

Zi la la...

"Namo He La Tana, Duo La Ye Ye, Nan Wu Ah La Ye..."

"Twenty Girls, freeze attack!"

Whoa!

A bottle of liquid nitrogen was poured directly on the cursed doll.

blah blah blah...

"Namo He La Tana, Duo La Ye Ye, Nan Wu Ah La Ye..."

"Meier, remember, the cursed doll can only convey sensations, such as pain, numbness, itching, etc., but the additional physical damage of attribute attacks will not really be reflected on the main body."

"It's mana attack now, Twenty Niang, the power-up talisman!"

Tear!

Twenty Niang raised her hand and tore open a piece of talisman, a bolt of lightning appeared out of thin air, and accurately struck the cursed doll.

"Namo He La Tana, Duo La Ye Ye, Nan Wu Ah La Ye..."

"Mei'er, remember that mana attacks are almost the same as physical attacks. They can only transmit the pain or other sensations after the damage, but cannot transmit the damage."

……

"My lord, this guy is very powerful!"

Search Fox Erniang looked at the old monk who finally couldn't help but passed out, and stuck out her tongue.

"Surprisingly, after suffering so much torture, I can still survive until now..."

"It's not that he is powerful, but that the powerful man who made this cursed camera is merciful."

Kong Qing stroked his chin with his hand, looking thoughtful.

"After all, Doraemon is a children's animation, so although the things that come out of it are unreasonable, they are relatively mild and will not really kill you. Meier..."

Kong Qing turned his head and looked at a certain sky fox behind him.

"Come on, Shiguan, use your illusion directly on this cursed doll and see what effect it has."

"Roger that!"

As soon as Kong Qing finished speaking, a certain sky fox appeared beside Erniang with almost teleportation speed, stretched out its snow-white tender hand, and pointed at the cursing doll's head.

"Heart Fox Fantasy Dream!"

As Tianhu's mana entered the cursed doll, the face of the monk who fell to the side twitched a few times.

"It's really useful..."

One day Fox put his hand on the cursed doll's head with a look of surprise.

"This doll is just like him."

"It seems that Pindao predicted well. This cursed doll is not connected with the other party's body, but with the soul."

Kong Qing nodded thoughtfully, and continued.

"Just now the great monk Zhiyan has already experienced the innocence before... the experience of Pindao's father being stabbed through the chest by a rebel army. Now you use illusion to give him a near-death experience of hanging himself, so that this great monk can come back again Experience what it feels like when the poor mother dies."

"Yes!"

……

Monk Zhi Yun felt that his face was swollen, his breathing became extremely difficult, and his whole body seemed to be sliding towards the endless hell. In the vagueness, he seemed to see a brilliant datura flower.

He instinctively wanted to leave here, but his limbs were weak, and he could only watch himself slipping down bit by bit.

It could be for a moment, it could be for a long time...

Time seems to have no meaning here, and the bits and pieces of his life come to mind, very vividly.

For example, when I was a homeless child, I was moved when I was given food by the eminent monks of the Fahua Sect, and I was determined when I worked tirelessly and traveled around for the benefit of the sect when I was young.But more are those people who he saw with his own eyes when he was in contact with Meng Rang and others, who were kidnapped by Meng Rang and others and left their homes.

"Namo Miaoguang Bodhisattva!"

At this time, it seemed that Monk Zhiyan realized belatedly that he may not have had a clear conscience about the deaths of these people as he thought.

puff!
A basin of cold water was poured directly on his head, which woke him up.

At this time, the dazed monk Zhizhen realized that he hadn't really died, but was still curled up in front of the palace lamp curtain of the Taoist priest in white.He raised his head and met a pair of playful eyes.

"Congratulations, Great Monk Zhiyan. Because of your dedication, we have systematically understood the scientific method of using the cursed doll. Next, we will continue to verify a scientific hypothesis of a cursed camera. Please continue to cooperate!"

"Hehe..."

The great monk Zhiyu twitched the corner of his mouth with difficulty, as if he was about to say something, but before he could say anything, he saw the other party's fingers hooking and flicking on the strings.

"cut!"

Just when the blood from his throat shot out like a fountain, a brilliant golden light appeared in the eyes of the great monk Zhiyu, and then he felt that his soul had involuntarily come out of his shell, and threw himself into that golden light .

Before his soul sank into the golden light, a familiar voice came from his ears.

Click!

"Hey! This camera can really even take pictures of the soul... Hey! My lord, the original cursed doll has disappeared!"

(End of this chapter)