My Past Life Simulator

  He Zhao sat on a chair in the study room, closed his eyes and meditated, while rubbing his temples with both hands, and let out a long breath of foul air.

  「Your idea is great, but the next second will be mine!」

  He made up his mind and planned to win a wave of Boss Wang.

  Although it is very dangerous to open the altar with the head of the Mahayana Buddha, even if you are a little careless, you will be eaten alive by the enemy. But compared with the income after success, the mere danger is not worth mentioning.

  Furthermore, what are you afraid of if there is a back file Dafa guarantees the bottom line?

  He likes to take risks and die the most.

   "Now there are two ways. One is to learn how I would open an altar. When the time comes, I will find a reliable person to help me after teaching. The other is to let someone surnamed Wang take the initiative to help me."

  The former seems to have no reliable friends. The latter, Wang Zhao would rather give up the sexual blessings of the rest of his life, plus the pain of being sawn into sausage slices, and would not reveal the secret, so can he be willing to help?

  「Ah, I can only be moved with emotion and understand with reason.」

  Fortunately, no one else could hear it, otherwise there would have been a few mouthfuls of phlegm on his face.

  When was he ruthless, using emotion to touch other people's hearts, and using reason to make others understand?

   Organized my thoughts a little bit, thinking about how to chase and cheat... Ah bah, it should be true for true.

   After a while, I got up and left the study, and took the elevator to the second basement floor.

"Ding-"

  The elevator made a sound, and when the two doors opened, one could see Boss Wang writing and drawing while holding the formation diagram.

   "No, you can't use living things as materials. Maybe... I can use blood? Poultry, beasts, and ordinary people are definitely not good. For novice monks, monks... no, no, no, no, their strength is low, and the spirituality of blood is not enough.

  Mage? The mages themselves accommodate the monsters. In essence, their blood is of a higher level than human life. Guru and Dharma protector might be better, but unfortunately both are not easy to mess with.

  If the blood of the above two fierce figures, the master and the guardian, is used as the material, that guy will definitely be dissatisfied, and he will definitely think that I am deliberately embarrassing others. If he's not satisfied..."

  After speaking, he looked down at his crotch, and closed his eyes involuntarily, with a complicated expression on his face showing three parts of grievance, three parts of unbearable looking back, three parts of Hu Luoping Yang being bullied by dogs, and one part of exhaustion.

  When the Oscar winner saw it, he had to bow down and call you the trophy.

"I am busy?"

  The voice of a strange intruder sounded in his ears, and Boss Wang immediately raised his head, with a complicated expression on his face, which suddenly changed into a bright smile.

  「！」

  To be honest, the other party's emotional change is really unexpected.

  Zhaozi, listen to my advice, being a villain and doing things is not suitable for you, go into the entertainment circle.

  「Sorry, some input, some input.」

  " Ah Zhao, you don’t care too much. I secretly experimented with the head of the Mahayana Buddha, but I didn't tell my brother. I am very sad. "The famous ruthless man stretched out his hand and stroked the back of Wang Zhao's head, speaking softly.

  「???」

  Old Wang's face was full of question marks, and his eyes revealed the look of [You T know my secret].

  「Wait a minute, you you you...」

   "That's right, I did read through all the more than 500 books on the shelf, and by the way cracked your red marker smears and after-reading impressions. I just want to ask, don't you hate the effort?"

abnormal!

  Wang Zhao is sure that the strange intruder has a problem with his brain. No normal person would be interested in reading notes, and in order to crack the secrets, he will torture his little head.

  Besides, you were so sure yesterday that what I wrote down had other meanings?

  「Plop!」

  Boss Wang sat on the ground with his buttocks, looking convinced that he was not wronged when he lost.

   "Mr. Wang, do you want to take revenge?"

   "Ah? Ah!" Hearing this, the other party looked confused.

   How many meanings?

   Are you trying to test me!

  「I don’t want to, I really don’t want to.」

   his head

   Shaking like a rattle, I wish I could shake my head off.

   "Skills are not as good as others, and they are willing to bow down."

  Good guy, have you ever been to school? Why are you repeating these two words over and over again?

  He Zhao patted his shoulders with both hands, and said calmly.

   "There is nothing wrong with wanting revenge. After all, I have taken over your body, occupied your lair, and even coveted your secrets. If you say you don't hate me and don't want revenge, who will believe it?"

  「!!

  Wang Zhao was speechless. What you said made sense, but I was speechless to refute it. The revenge anger that had been extinguished was instantly stirred up by the words, and it started to burn again.

  Wait a minute, your first sentence seems a bit ambiguous.

   "Don't worry about innocuous details."

  Ruthless Zhao seemed to see what he was thinking, and continued to seduce with a tone full of temptation. "I want to take revenge, I will give you a chance. Open the altar to help me accommodate the head of Mahayana Buddha."

  「.”

   In one sentence, the old Wang who was determined to revenge was extinguished again.

  He couldn't help rolling his eyes, I feel like you kid is tricking me into working for free.

"Don't think I'm taking advantage, some things need to be considered from a different angle. The first twenty-two experiments made the head of the Mahayana Buddha extremely dangerous. I, a person who has a relationship with you, you don't want to be manipulated for the rest of your life, always Is it because of worry?"

   Paused, then continued.

  "The opening of the altar is the only way for you to take revenge. Bet, bet, I can't stop the head of the Mahayana Buddha. When I open the altar, I will suffer backlash and become the third walking dead.

   In this way, you can get rid of my oppression. In addition, you get an immortal body without consciousness and soul, as long as you hide my body, who can hurt you in the future, who can kill you? "

  The voice fell, and Boss Wang successfully stepped on the pit.

Yes!

  Just because I can't kill you doesn't mean that Mahayana Buddha can't kill you.

   Moreover, at the same time, thinking that I have acquired an unconscious immortal body, I dare not say that the world is invincible, at least I can be peaceful in all directions. Don't worry, the attack is too strong, causing the stand-in to be unable to withstand it, and you will also be hurt by the remaining attacks.

  「***, let’s open the altar now.」

   Okay, seeing the sweetness, I am more impatient than me.

  Ruthless Zhao rolled his eyes, only you are so smart, you can think of taking more than 500 books and painstakingly hiding the experimental records and diaries.

  Actually, it’s not that Wang Zhao didn’t think about it, and the surname He succeeded in one fell swoop. But I believe even more in the head of the brutal Mahayana Buddha, and that this is the only chance to get out of control.

  With the superposition of the two, no matter the probability is high or not, he must hypnotize himself, and it will definitely work.

   Otherwise, wouldn’t he be a tool man for the rest of his life?

  The two walked into the elevator one after the other, and went upstairs to prepare some things needed for the opening of the altar.

   After a while, the two packed their bags and returned.

   After that, enter the secret room on the third floor underground.

  Wang Zhao—playing around, thinking to himself, wait for death.

  He was not sure about the strength of the strange intruder before, but now that he mentions the method of opening the altar, he can naturally feel it clearly.

  Bhikkhu!

  Not even a mage, his face is even more dull.

  For a dignified master, let a bhikkhu play with it like a round and flat shape. It is a shame and a shame to have a straight tube.

   "Hey, different sects' methods of opening altars, the Bodhisattva alone will not be able to pass. I want to see how you die.,

   In this regard, He Zhao is obviously clear.

  The idea is quite good, but unfortunately I am the master key, and I can insert whoever I want.

  Bodhisattva?

  Buddha I dare to fight hard.

   There are quite a lot of things needed to open the altar, such as relic bottles, bells and pestles, mantra wheels, incense offerings, and sealed objects.

   Among them, the relic bottle is made of crystal, with gilt filigree patterns on the outside. Whether it is the bottle body or the bottle cap, it is inlaid with gemstones and agate, which looks very valuable.

  The bell and pestle is also called the vajra bell, which is made of five alloys including gold, silver, copper, iron and tin. There are decorative patterns and dozens of Sanskrit characters carved on it.

  The name of the mantra wheel is Buddha Mother, with gold letters on a red background. One circle after another, the outermost circle is the pattern of auspicious clouds, the inside is all Sanskrit, and in the center is a graceful woman.

  Incense offerings are tributes to ghosts and gods, and they are just half of the incense left in the secret room on the third floor underground.

  Sealed item, the black jar with the head of Mahayana Buddha on the top of the shelf.

  「Sit cross-legged.」

  Ruthless Zhao was not afraid of Wang Zhao's betrayal, and deliberately obstructed him, causing him to fail.

  If you want to kill him, you can only rely on the head of the Mahayana Buddha, otherwise, even if you are on the verge of failure and have an immortal body, it is not so easy to want to die, and the gain outweighs the loss.

  Boss Wang opened the crystal relic bottle, looked at the clear water inside, and a look of pain flashed in his eyes.

   "Wow-"

  Clear water was poured on his head, and he shivered suddenly.

   Immediately afterwards, the brain has never been so clear.

  The whole person seems to be enlightened, and his perception of the outside world is magnified a hundred times.

  The next moment, a red mantra of the Buddha's mother was covered.

  His perception of the outside world immediately dissipated completely.

   Thinking, only one feeling - nothingness.

  The world is gone, the body is gone.

  In the secret room on the third floor underground, the Buddha Mother's mantra wheel turns, and the golden cloud patterns and Sanskrit words move around in circles. The graceful Buddha Mother in the center is also alive, swaying.

  Wang Zhao lit the incense, and the aroma condensed and did not disperse, presenting a straight line, floating towards the black altar.

  He stretched out his hands to hug, and lifted the red cloth covered with secret mantras on the spies.

   Then, he took out a head that was slightly smaller than an ordinary person's head.

  This head has no flesh and blood, only a layer of gray skin is left, tightly wrapping the skull. His gray eyes were lifeless and lifeless.

  The aroma of offering incense entered his nostrils.

   It seems to be an illusion. The head of the Mahayana Buddha seems to be a little different than when it was just taken out, and it is more or less alive?

  He turned the head in his hand, so that the ruthless man was facing the head of the Mahayana Buddha.

  At this time, pick up the vajra bell and shake it around the two heads.

  「Ring ring ring...」

   Loud and clear.

   On the other side, the famous ruthless man in nothingness, Tian Ling Gai seems to have sensed that a strange head has penetrated into the spiritual world from the outside world.

  「Boom—」

  When the head of the Mahayana Buddha came in, there was a fierce light in his eyes. An irresistible force directly bombarded his spiritual body.

  One look, almost knocked him out of shape.

  「Om Mani Padme Hum!」

  「Om Mani Padme Hum!」

  「Om Mani Padme Hum!」

  Spiritual space, golden light blooms.

  A gigantic unknown Buddha broke in, and immediately suppressed the head of the Mahayana Buddha with the six-character mantra. No matter how the other party struggled, he couldn't break free and could only rage on the spot.

  「Hoo—」

  Wang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, and then just waited for the strange intruder to die suddenly.

   "The head that was lifeless more than ten years ago, just devoured two people, is now rejuvenated. It's really scary, Mahayana Buddha."

   Immediately afterwards, he glanced at the strange intruder whose head was covered with the Buddha Mother's mantra wheel.

   "Sure enough, no one can resist the temptation to accommodate the head of the Mahayana Buddha." After the words fell, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

   Immortality is so **** tempting.

  When the head of the Mahayana Buddha was brutally suppressed by the Buddha and the six-character mantra, He Zhao could clearly perceive that he was gradually deepening his connection with the other party.

  As long as you persevere, persist until the two parties are completely connected, regardless of each other, it will be the day of success. Outside, his physical body was shrinking a little bit.

  It’s only thirty seconds, strong

  Physique has shrunk by more than a circle.

   If it continues, people will become skinny if they die for five minutes. There is no way, the six-character mantra is powerful, but it is not without price.

  Otherwise, the poisonous tongue Kongwen controlled by the Great Elder Fuzhen would not almost lose control of the suppressant in his body after reading for a while. Naturally, the shrinkage of the physical body was also sensed by it.

   "According to the current progress, there are less than ten hours. I am afraid that we will not be able to establish a connection. And I can last ten minutes."

   Facts have proved that his guess is correct.

  Five minutes, a good boy, skinny and skinny. I don't know, I think he has gone astray.

   After another five minutes, the loss of vitality was serious, and even the so-called leak-free golden body could not be stopped.

   "No, I have to revert, or I will die today."

   "Rewind."

  The voice fell, the world suddenly came to a standstill, and the surrounding scenery quickly reversed.

  Everything needed for the opening of the altar is to return it to its original position.

   Of the two in the secret room on the third basement floor, one returned to the study, holding a book in his hand. The other boss, Wang, continued to squat on the second basement floor, holding a map in his hand to study.

  「Hoo—」

  He let out a long breath, and the electronic clock above the study door showed the time as: [09:25:55]. "One-seventy-two, at least the vitality should be increased by another seventy-two times. Otherwise, it is impossible to persist." However, it is as difficult as reaching the sky.

  His current body is already at the limit of human beings, and currently he can only rely on the accumulation of meditation seals.

   "It's just that the number of times that needs to be rolled back, I'm afraid it will not be less than 10,000 times, and it may even be 20,000, 30,000, or 100,000 times."

"Snapped!"

   As he spoke, he slapped his thigh violently.

  Reverting will keep the benefits and remove the debuffs. So, has the progress of the altar opening practice been preserved?

  So, he jumped up from the chair, quickly got into the elevator, and rushed to the bewildered Wang Zhao.

  Then, with emotion, with reason, and persuasion again.

  Before the two of them boarded the elevator, he who was walking in front did not see Boss Wang, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

  A moment later, the spiritual space saw the head of Mahayana Buddha for the second time.

  As soon as he came up, he was bombarded with eyes without saying a word.

   Next, the Buddha suppressed with the six-character mantra.

"Snapped!"

  Inside the spiritual space, the surname He slapped his thigh again.

   "Success!"

  This time, continue with the first one-seventy-second progress bar.

   Seventy times more, it is not a problem to accommodate the head of Mahayana Buddha.