Notes on hitting ghosts

Chapter 257
Because this voice is not someone else's, it is Brother Snake who practiced on Ximian Mountain.Unexpectedly, when we came down from the mountain and did not bring him food as promised, the snake brother not only did not bear any grudges against us, but also enthusiastically helped us.

Hey, we're not even as good as a snake.

I sighed, and thanked the snake brother with my consciousness.At this moment, another voice came to my mind again: "Stinky boy, I only remember you Big Brother Snake, and I forgot about you Second Uncle Chang."

I froze for a moment: "Second Uncle Chang, can you also communicate with me?"

"Bullshit, I'm also your second uncle after all. I'm a senior of your parents, and I'm a generation older than your big brother snake. Naturally, my practice time is twice as long as your big brother snake. Do you think I can communicate with you?"

I suddenly realized: "Second Uncle Chang, Brother Snake, thank you so much."

"Hey, it's all from my family, so why should I thank you." Uncle Chang said with a smile: "Actually, this can be regarded as helping ourselves. If the luck here is really changed, I'm afraid we will suffer along with it." .”

I said, "Second Uncle, Brother Snake, don't worry, I will definitely stop this conspiracy."

Second Uncle Chang nodded: "Well, that's good. That's all right, go quickly! I can feel that there seems to be something weird in the center of the basin. It's a pity that our current practice has been greatly affected. There is no way to get rid of the damage, and we can only pin our hopes on you."

I said again and again: "Okay, I'll go and have a look quickly, I will definitely not disappoint Big Brother Snake and Second Uncle Chang."

After finishing speaking, I hurriedly led the old ghost to the center of the basin.Along the way, we encountered many dead animals, most of which were snakes.

There are actually two snake spirits practicing on this mountain, which shows that the environment of this mountain is especially suitable for snakes to survive, so it is reasonable for snakes to gather here.

After walking for a long time, we vaguely found that the closer to the center of the basin, the sparser the vegetation, and some towering trees disappeared. Grass, even big trees are gone, and the field of vision is wide open.

What surprised us was that in the very center of this wide grassland, there was actually a rather large ancient building, the specifications of which were exactly the same as those of the ancient temple on the surrounding mountains, even some details were the same.

The only thing that is different from the ancient temples on the four mountains is that this temple is relatively dilapidated and looks like it has been around for some years.

And there are no stone sculptures of monsters in front of this temple.

We know there must be something weird about this temple, how can it be normal to have temples in this off-the-beaten-path place?Could it be that there are humans living here?

But who would live in this place?
We couldn't figure it out no matter what we thought, so we had no choice but to stop thinking about it and prepare to see what was going on with this temple.

This temple is not big, and the windows and doors are relatively small, so it is relatively dark inside.But the cleaning in this small room was very clean, without a trace of spider webs, and there were tributes on the altar table, and some fruits still looked very fresh.

"Damn it, someone must have been here recently." The old ghost said, "It's really not a good thing."

"Old ghost, what do you think this temple is used for?" I asked, "It seems that this is the center of this big basin. Where are Qin Yanxia and the others locked up?"

The old ghost sighed: "Who knows, he's still alive anyway, let's look around."

I also nodded, and then followed the old ghost to search in this small room, trying to see if there was a cave compartment or the like.

But here is solid everywhere, there is no place for Tibetans, I even began to feel a little desperate in my heart.

After much deliberation, my gaze inadvertently landed on a clay sculpture on the altar.The clay sculpture should be new, and it looks very weird. There are two horns on the top of the head, thick nostrils, a cracked mouth, and the upper half of the teeth are exposed, and the eyes are like bull's eyes, widening like copper bells. .

I asked the old ghost: "Old ghost, what is this clay sculpture?"

The old ghost's eyes quickly focused on the clay sculpture, and after observing carefully for a while, he sighed: "If I guess correctly, this clay sculpture should be the black-hearted leader."

"Black-hearted leader? What is that thing?" I asked inexplicably.

"This black-hearted leader is said to be the founder of the Black Hand Sect." The old ghost said, "It is said that he has horns on his head and a face like a bull's head, which gives people a very scary feeling. If you guessed right, this should be the legendary The black heart leader."

I nodded thoughtfully: "Then Wang Qinglong and Rashomon are also members of the Black Hand Sect."

"It's almost the same," the old ghost said.

"Damn, I was deceived by these boys." I scolded: "I shouldn't have trusted these grandchildren in the first place."

"Huh? This clay sculpture seems to be a bit abnormal." I looked at the clay sculpture with an inexplicable expression, and asked wonderingly.

"What's wrong?" the old ghost asked.

"Look at the eyes of this clay sculpture." I pointed to the eyes of the clay sculpture and said, "The eyes of this clay sculpture look a little weird, like real eyes, but a little shrunken and lifeless."

When I said this, the old ghost also noticed this, and looked at the clay sculpture with an inexplicable expression on his face. After a long time, the corners of his mouth twitched, and the muscles on his face trembled slightly: "This...could this be the one in the legend? Bodhisattva in the flesh!"

"Flesh Bodhisattva? What is that?" I looked at the old ghost curiously. This is really the first time I have heard of this term. I have only heard of the Bodhisattva of pregnant women before, and I don't know if it is the flesh body. Relatives of the Bodhisattva.

"The bodhisattva in the flesh means that if you use the human body as the solid body of the sculpture, and then cover the outside with a layer of mud, you can be considered a bodhisattva in the flesh." The old ghost said.

"I'm going to go." I was stunned: "Who the hell is so big to use human body to make clay sculptures? How awesome is this?"

The old ghost also sighed: "Damn it, this Wang Qinglong is really a cruel master, he can do anything to achieve his goal."

Anyway, I'm in a panic right now, and anyone who encounters this thing will be frightened by it.

"Old ghost, have you noticed? Why do I feel that these eyes are so familiar." I said in a trembling tone: "Could it be this physical body, maybe it's Che Yanyan or Qin Yanxia."

The old ghost shook his head: "Basically, it's impossible, because the bodies of bodhisattvas are made of men, and such corpses have the strongest yang energy."

I nodded thoughtfully: "Well, then I can rest assured."

Click!

At this moment, the clay sculpture was cracked in the middle, and then we passed through the crack, and sure enough, we found a flesh body in it. Judging from the other party's clothes, the other party was actually an old friend of mine.

Damn, it turned out to be Rashomon's clothes.

The old ghost and I hurriedly peeled off a layer of mud outside the corpse.Seeing it this way, we couldn't help but gasp for an instant.

Because of the Rashomon in the mud, the corpse is still lifelike, not like a dead person at all, and the face is rosy, and the body is soft. I don't know if it has been treated in some way.

Rashomon's body was not stained with mud, and looked clean.Lay him flat on the bed, and the other party looks as if he is asleep.

"Damn it, this thing is really weird." I said, "If this is an ordinary person, he would be scared to death."

"That's not it." The old ghost said with a smile: "It's really beyond my expectation that you can train to this level, you are not bad, you have a bright future."

"Boundless ass." I said, "What can I do as a Taoist priest? I can't be an official or a boss."

"It's good to have a skill, and it's good to hang out in the society." The old ghost said.

"Cut, what is it?" I said, "You are better than me, why is it that you are still just a poor Taoist priest, who has eaten his last meal and never stopped? I think, I will be like you in the future .”

"It's nothing to do with you." The old ghost said, "Who said that I didn't eat my last meal? Didn't you see those policemen seeing me like a mouse seeing a cat? How can ordinary people have such awesome skills? ?"

I couldn't laugh or cry: "Well, I can't learn your bluffing skills."

The old ghost didn't continue to discuss this issue with me, but just said to himself: "Have you smelled a rotten smell in the air?"

I sniffed hard, and sure enough, there was a rotten smell in the air, and I don't know where the smell came from: "It should be the smell of dead animal corpses."

"But do you see any rotting animal corpses here?" The old ghost said, "There must be something weird."

As he said that, the old ghost stretched his nose and sniffed around, and finally came to the corner: "Damn, there is something tricky in this corner!"

(End of this chapter)