The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 1257 Ignorance is a disease

When Nobita sat behind me, I seemed to have infinite confidence.

I left my back to the most reassuring comrade in arms. Although he is occasionally unreliable, when my life is threatened, he would rather die himself than expose me to the enemy's siege.

Countless faces that were bloody enough to frighten people rushed towards us with filthy emotions. Under our feeling, there were gusts of biting wind rushing towards us, and I felt that my emotions were following this There was a gust of wind and he became irritable and restless, as if an evil force was about to burst out of his whole body, manic and restless.

Nobita has been sitting behind me in a meditating posture. For the first time, the guy who always likes to laugh at me didn't make jokes when I confronted the pair of ghost kings.

So, in this environment full of bloody smell and gloomy wind, he finally opened his mouth.

"If born from an egg. If born from a womb. If born from dampness. If born by transformation. If there is form. If there is no form. If there is thought. If there is no thought. If there is no thought. If there is no thought. I will make them enter the nirvana without residue and pass away. "

A section of the Diamond Sutra is slowly recited from Daxiong's mouth with a domineering attitude, which makes it hard for me to imagine that Daxiong, who has always been poor in his studies and memorizes like a stick, can recite Buddhist scriptures that burn my brain listening to me. A long paragraph, is this a talent?

The bursts of Buddha's voice emitted bursts of light under Daxiong's chanting, completely suppressing those bloody and terrifying faces. Those faces seemed to be baptized, and as if time stood still, they were frozen there. Those who had widened their eyes in terror closed their eyes, all the movements of tearing their chests stopped, and all the disgusting yellow pus and green skin stopped flowing the disgusting pus.

This is the power of Buddhism, and this is the strength of Daxiong. From the original frightening and shocking picture to the psychologically bearable picture, the fear gradually subsides.

People, once there is no fear, what else is there to be afraid of?

The yin energy that Jia Xinyi attracted couldn't break Daxiong's mantra, so he couldn't help shouting anxiously: "Xiu Cui, what are you doing? Come and help me."

After all, Wen Xiucui was with him. Seeing Jia Xinyi's defeat, she waved her hands without saying a word, but she didn't see her move. The temperature of the whole room dropped to freezing point in an instant.

In this freezing temperature, Nobita's Sanskrit sound seemed to be frozen by ice and snow, solidified in the air, and gradually disappeared.

As Nobita's Sanskrit was frozen, the chilly wind that filled the room came alive again, and it seemed to be much heavier. The small wind cut the frozen Sanskrit like a knife, cutting the bursts of Sanskrit to pieces.

Those bloody grimaces twisted again, those evil ghosts who closed their eyes opened their terrifying eyes again, and those ghosts who tore wounds began to tear their own wounds more bloodily and horribly.

All of this became dangerous with the addition of Wen Xiucui.

Sure enough, the effect of the cooperation of the two ghost kings, male and female, has greatly surpassed that of ordinary ghosts and gods. Even if Daxiong and I try our best, we will not be rivals.

It's a long story, but in fact, after a few seconds, I immediately shouted: "Wen Xiucui, don't you want to recover from your infertility?"

When the sad Nobita heard these words, he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

He turned his head and looked at me with very angry eyes: "I used to be unreliable, when will you be unreliable? Don't you think it's ridiculous to tell such black jokes at this critical moment of fighting skills?" What about it? Do you really want to kill me?"

I'll go, I'm just telling the truth, why are you reacting so badly?

As soon as Daxiong's words fell, the yin energy in the room became more intense.

Hearing my words too, that Jia Xinyi trembled and increased his strength, as if he wanted to kill both of us while Nobita was slacking off.

It's a pity that after hearing what I said, Wen Xiucui waved her hand, not only dispelling all the yin energy in the room, but also the yin energy of those lonely ghosts created by Jia Xinyi. They are all gone.

"Xiu Cui, you, what are you doing?"

Jia Xinyi stomped angrily and pointed at Wen Xiucui, not knowing what Karma said.

Wen Xiucui looked at me excitedly, and directly used the honorific title: "Sir, is he really a ghost doctor? Can he cure this stubborn illness on my body?"

Daxiong opened his mouth wide and looked at me in surprise: "Mother, are these ghost girls really infertile?"

I rolled my eyes: "When did I see the wrong eye?"

Wen Xiucui floated in front of me: "Sir, can you cure my chronic illness?"

I snorted and said, "If you are a human, it will take three to five months. If you are a ghost, you only need to take three or five medicines to get it done."

Wen Xiucui's eyes lit up after hearing my words: "Really?"

I spread my hands: "If you don't believe me, let's fight!"

Jia Xinyi interjected from the side: "Xiu Cui, you can't believe his nonsense. This man has a good face. Your illness was not cured while you were alive, and you still need to be treated after death? Don't be kidding."

I glared at him: "Jia Xinyi, did you have a lack of ghost energy when you were promoted to the ghost king?"

Jia Xinyi was taken aback by my question: "How do you know?"

I laughed and said, "Ghost qi, to put it bluntly, is the death qi mixed with the anger in life. When the death qi surpasses the anger, and the more death qi there is, the person is not far from death. It is the same as Resentment is different. Resentment is the power of accumulated grievances, but ghost energy is carried by the body. If you have heavy resentment and light ghost energy, you should die unjustly, but you die very quickly.

So you become the king of ghosts by relying on resentment, not by ghost aura. Of course, if you want to go further, you can only have more resentment, kill more people, and absorb more resentment. "

After I finished speaking, both Jia Xinyi and Wen Xiucui looked at me in disbelief.

I sneered in my heart, you country bumpkins who have never seen the world, think that you have seen the world if you become the king of ghosts in this place?
When brother was wandering in the underworld, you were still sitting here watching the sky.

I didn't wait for the two of them to react, so I continued, "You and Wen Xiucui should be the couple who were invaded in the pig cage decades ago, right? It's just that the relationship between the two of you doesn't seem to be as close as it is said in the legend. ah?
The two of you should reach a consensus after death, because the abilities of the two of you put together, even the many ghosts in this mass grave can't do anything to you, so in order to survive among the ghosts, the two of you cooperate together, right? "

(End of this chapter)