Sweeping the Infinity from Apprenticeship to Chen You

Chapter 73 Hell is empty

Without spiritual power to protect the body, Jiwotou suffered severe backlash, and his internal organs were damaged. After running a few steps, a mouthful of blood spewed out again, and he lost more than half of his newly recovered life in an instant. Swallowed the only B-level life-saving medicine left to suspend the injury.

But at this moment, several black shadows jumped out from behind, instantly threw Jiwotou to the ground, biting his body.

As pieces of flesh and blood were torn off, blood gushed out from the wound unstoppably. If Jiwotou hadn't just swallowed the life-saving medicine, he would have been bitten directly by the black shadow and died of blood at this moment.

Suona released the evil spirits. Although they blocked the monks in the temple, Jiwotou did not expect these evil spirits to chase and kill his "master" instead of eating the fat and white monk.

If they hadn't been banned, an evil ghost of this level, Jiwotou, could kill three of them with one slap, but now, they can only be slaughtered by ghosts.

"when--"

Just when Jiwotou was in despair, a gong sounded suddenly, and those evil spirits who were biting him stopped immediately and looked in one direction at the same time.

"when--"

The second sound made those evil spirits tremble.

"when--"

At the third sound, all the evil spirits crawled back into Jiwotou's body.

I saw an old man with a hunched back and a gong walking out of the forest and came to the dying Jiwotou.

"Boy, you play suona well."

"Fortunately, old man, I like to take a walk, otherwise..."

"Tsk tsk, you are so courageous, you dare to use such an evil weapon."

Because of the serious injury, Jiwotou passed out before he could see what the old man looked like.

When I woke up again, I found myself lying in a small dilapidated temple, where the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was enshrined, and on the left and right were the two generals under the seat of Ksitigarbha.

It's just that whether it's the second general of gain or loss or the statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, it's dusty, as if it hasn't been cleaned for a long time.

Jiwotou sat up propped up and found that the bleeding from the wound had stopped, but it was not bandaged.

However, the effect of the life-saving medicine was exhausted in the first wave of the evil spirit's offensive, and the recovery of the injury was naturally not due to the life-saving medicine.

Enduring the pain, Jiwotou stood up and looked left and right. At this moment, an old man's voice came from behind the Jizo statue: "Are you awake?"

The old man walked out from behind the statue of Ksitigarbha. Seeing this, Jiwotou immediately knelt down and respectfully kowtowed three times: "Thank you Bodhisattva for saving your life."

"Bodhisattva? Old man, I'm not a Bodhisattva. I'm just a temple guard in this dilapidated temple." The old man looked up at the dilapidated and dusty Ksitigarbha statue and sighed.

"Old man, this is... Ksitigarbha Nunnery?" Jiwotou asked respectfully.

The old man stood at the entrance of the hall and looked out. The dark night sky, with no stars or moon, was dull and depressing.

"It used to be the Ksitigarbha Temple."

When Jiwotou walks to the door and looks out, you can still see the temple complex in the direction of the mountainside. In other words, this is the top of the mountain.

Although Jiwotou had a guess in his mind, he was still not sure, so he tentatively asked: "Old man, since your town is here... well, keep watch, why do you allow those evil spirits to bluff and deceive on the mountainside?"

The old man stood at the door, his back was bleak, and his voice was lonely: "Ksitigarbha once said that if hell is not empty, you will never become a Buddha."

"Who would have expected...hell is empty, and evil spirits are in the world."

"So, Earth Store is about to dissipate, and he failed to become a Buddha. It's not that he doesn't want to cross, but that there is no crossing in this world."

Ji Wotou frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about the meaning of the old man's words, and suddenly thought of the "nightmare effect" of this reincarnation, and suddenly came to a sudden realization.

"Then why didn't Earth Store Bodhisattva abandon this world like other gods and Buddhas?" Ji Wotou asked.

The old man said: "The power of gods and Buddhas in the heavens comes from human belief. When the human beings in a world lose their faith, the consciousness projected by the gods and Buddhas into this world will gradually dissipate. Strictly speaking, it is human beings who have abandoned the gods and Buddhas."

Ji Wotou was puzzled: "However, there are people who always have faith, just like the ghosts on the mountainside, but the incense is still alive."

The old man looked at Jiwotou and said with a smile: "Boy, you know quite a lot. However, what you see are just appearances. Do you see the difference between this Ksitigarbha statue and the one in the temple?"

When Ji Wotou went to the temple, the gate of the main hall was closed. He just glanced at it briefly, but in retrospect now, it seems that the shape, robe and posture of the Ksitigarbha statues are different.

"Could it be that it's a fake image of Ksitigarbha?" Jiwotou was startled.

The old man sighed: "Faith has been gradually eroded, and it has been banned by 'technology' as it develops. What's more, it tells you that these are feudal superstitions. How much is left when the gods and Buddhas in the sky find out that there is a problem in hell? It's too late, humans have already been infiltrated by evil spirits."

Jiwotou asked anxiously, "Is there a way to crack it?"

The old man shook his head: "It's too late. After all, it's too late. Evil ghosts are like worms born in a fruit. The inside is rotten. There is no other way but to throw away the fruit."

beep.

The pager in Jiwotou's pocket rang, and he took it out to look at it. There were several messages in a row. When he saw it clearly, his expression changed drastically.

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late at night.

A taxi stopped at the back door of Century City Paradise. The driver got out of the car, looked around vigilantly, stretched his waist pretentiously, lit a cigarette, and smoked while leaning against the car door.

After a few minutes, or after confirming that there are no suspicious people around, he walked to the rear of the car and opened the trunk.

Lin Ge came out of the trunk with his travel bag in his hand, took out a wad of money and stuffed it into the driver's hand: "Brother Li, this time is thanks to you."

Lin Ge was surrounded by the police, hid in an old building, and called Li Biaoche.To be on the safe side, he deliberately hid in the dark and let Li Biaoche go around several times. After confirming that the other party really came to help him, he got into Li Biaoche's car.

Along the way, Lin Ge gave money and solicited relationships. He didn't rest assured until he had filled up his favorability points, and then he lay down in the trunk and let Li Biaoche drag him around the city until night before sending him to Century City. Paradise back door.

Li Biaoche took the money, but what Lin Ge told him along the way was in his mind. He asked a little nervously, "Brother Lin, what you said before was not a joke, right?"

"Brother Li, think about it from childhood to adulthood, is there anyone who seems to have changed overnight among the people you know?"

Lin Ge silenced Li Biaoche's question with one sentence. Not only "there are" such people, but there are many, including his "father".

When he was young, Li Biaoche always thought that his father had forgotten them because of amnesia in a car accident, but in retrospect, the hospital could not find any injuries at that time, and not long after, his father became inexplicably a "vegetative state".

"Hong Kong Island may not be peaceful these days. Brother Li, you'd better stay at home for a few days and minimize contact with others." After speaking, Lin Ge went straight into Century City Paradise.

Li Biaoche looked at Lin Ge's leaving back with complicated eyes.

"What a fucking world!"

Li Biaoche never dreamed that he could live to this age safely because of "mediocrity".

(End of this chapter)