After my rebirth, I married my ex-husband and his uncle

Chapter 343
The voices of the people became louder and louder, gradually overshadowing the sound of the wind, and suddenly there was no wind on the surface of the lake, and the waves rolled around, and the voices of the people gradually boiled to the peak.

After a high-pitched cry across the sky, Qin Fenghua finally understood the only sentence tonight-Amitabha.

Qin Fenghua: "..."

It's surprising, but it also seems to make sense.

After the sound of "Amitabha" fell to the ground, a golden light suddenly lit up in the center of the lake, and Qin Fenghua finally saw the people in the lake clearly following the golden light.

It was an old monk wearing a gorgeous cassock, with a bald head and white beard, white hair and chicken skin, but an old man with a straight back.

A pavilion was built in the middle of the lake. At this time, the old monk was sitting in the pavilion, bathed in golden light all over his body, which corresponded to the four words "Buddha's light shines everywhere", and for a while, he really had a sense of sight of an eminent monk.

It is said that faces come from the heart, Qin Fenghua looked at the old monk in the middle of the lake and began to mutter in his heart.

It stands to reason that monks recite scriptures every day, worship Buddha every day, and are deeply influenced by the Buddha's profound Dharma. They should be kind and kind, and transcend the world.

But the monk in front of him... Qin Fenghua looked at him from a distance, and for some reason, he always felt that there was an evil in him. In common terms, he just didn't look like a good person at first glance.

While looking at the monk, Qin Fenghua was absorbed in thinking about something, and forgot to restrain her eyes, so she was caught off guard, and she met the eyes of the old monk.

Those were a pair of eyes that couldn't match Tzu Chi's broadness and harmony at all. The narrow, upturned eyes were full of darkness and coldness, and shone with a chilling light.

Just when Qin Fenghua was worried about whether she would be discovered, she felt the old monk's eyes move away from her.

Qin Fenghua breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, lowered his eyes, and didn't dare to look around again.

At this time, the chanting sound had become calmer, and it had returned to the monotony and straightness at the beginning, but Qin Fenghua could feel that the old monk's eyes had been wandering around them, as if he was looking for something.

After a while, he finally locked on the target, and whispered a few words in their direction, which seemed to be an ancient Sanskrit sound that Qin Fenghua could not understand.

As soon as his words fell, Qin Fenghua noticed that the two people on Rongjing's right hand moved, and they walked towards the center of the lake in the darkness, unconsciously.

Qin Fenghua: "?"

Can this pass?No boat must not be drowned?Or was the original intention of the old monk to let them die at the bottom of the lake?Could it be a kind of sacrificial magic?Two lives, do you want to save them?
Just as he was hesitating in his heart, there was a ray of light connecting the center of the lake and the shore. Only then did Qin Fenghua realize that there was a wooden bridge leading to the center of the lake!
At this time, there was a faint yellow light on the wooden bridge, looking at it in a trance, three words "Huangquan Road" suddenly flashed in Qin Fenghua's mind.

In the blink of an eye, those two people had already stepped onto the "Huangquan Road". With the golden light on the bridge, Qin Fenghua could clearly see that there were two men on the bridge. They were tall and straight, but their backs were facing her. , Qin Fenghua couldn't see their faces clearly.

After a while, the two came to the Huxin Pavilion, adjusted their direction and stood in front of the old monk, with their faces facing Qin Fenghua's side, and she was able to see who those two were.

It's the eldest prince Li Zhou and the eldest son Xiao Jin of the Duke Cheng'en's mansion!

Li Zhou's brows were no longer bleeding, but the redness was still dazzling.

And the cynicism of a dude on Xiao Jin's face was gone, and his face was dull and even a little solemn.

Under the golden light, Qin Fenghua noticed that there seemed to be a red spot between Xiao Jin's eyebrows?

What is this for?Qin Fenghua thought to himself.

However, the doubts in her heart didn't exist for long, and the old monk over there gave the answer. Suddenly, a thin and long silver needle appeared in his hand. When the silver needle was raised, the sharp tip flashed The cold light makes people tremble with fear.

The moment the silver needle was raised, Li Zhou and Xiao Jin suddenly knelt down on one knee. In a gesture of submission, they raised their faces and knelt in front of the old monk.

The silver needle that was held up high suddenly pierced down, and the direction of the piercing was exactly between Li Zhou's eyebrows. The broken wound between his eyebrows was suddenly opened by the silver needle. What made Qin Fenghua feel extremely uncomfortable and cold was that the old monk was sharp The silver needle didn't just simply penetrate, he also held the silver needle and rummaged vigorously at Li Zhou's wound, the skin and flesh were pushed apart, and the blood slipped from the center of the brow again, winding on Li Zhou's almost pale face The next horrible blood path after another.

In an instant, Li Zhou's face was already covered with blood. Qin Fenghua looked at him from a distance, and he couldn't help feeling a little worried. Don't let Li Zhou not be killed by magic, but instead lose his braids because of excessive blood loss.

Qin Fenghua watched the old monk toss about for about a quarter of an hour, and finally the silver needle was slowly pulled out from between Li Zhou's brows, with extremely careful gestures, as if he was afraid of dropping something.

And as all the silver needles were drawn out, Qin Fenghua saw clearly what the old monk was trying to get.

It was a wriggling red bug that was forcefully pulled out between the eyebrows by the silver needles, but the half-length tentacles were still unwilling to leave the skin between the eyebrows.

The old monk probably saw this kind of "reluctant" scene too much, holding a needle in his right hand, suddenly took out a sharp white blade with his left hand, aimed at the stubborn tentacle, raised the knife in his hand, and swung it down suddenly, The son cut off the half-long tentacle.

Half of the tentacles lost the support of their vitality. After twitching wildly for a few breaths at the center of Li Zhou's eyebrows, they completely lost their vitality and fell from the center of Li Zhou's eyebrows to the ground.

And the remaining half of the broken beard of the taken out Gu worm flickered and twitched in the air for a few times, and then grew out again, and after a while, it had returned to its original appearance.

The old monk stuck the silver needle steadily, and walked slowly to Xiao Jin.

Qin Fenghua secretly thought, wouldn't this be to implant Gu worms in Xiao Jin?
In the next second, the action of the old monk proved that Qin Fenghua was right.

Planting Gu is no more difficult than taking Gu. I saw that the old monk's silver needle aimed at the red dot that had appeared between Xiao Jin's eyebrows. The needle tip penetrated, and the thin skin was quickly pierced. The Gu worm smelled the smell of blood, and its two long tentacles danced frantically in mid-air.

Qin Fenghua looked at it and thought to himself, why is this a bit like people rubbing their hands excitedly before eating.

The silver needle continued to pierce forward, and the Gu worm's tentacles were already attached to the flesh, but it seemed to be waiting for something, and it didn't immediately enter Xiao Jin's eyebrows, and the two tentacles kept hitting Xiao Jin's forehead restlessly.

The moonlight faded away, and the night wind stopped suddenly. At this moment, time seemed to freeze.

The old monk seemed to be waiting for an opportunity, and after an unknown amount of time, the Gu worm seemed to have run out of patience, curling its tentacles and was about to pull towards the old monk in the opposite direction.

(End of this chapter)