spirit walker

Chapter 528

The five words "Scorching Sun and Shadow" seemed to be a kind of incantation, and the golden Buddha opened his half-closed eyes, which were a pair of eyes that condensed the dirtiest and most chaotic eyes in the world.

It is the embodiment of all "evil", and it is the thousand-year-old evil spirits in hell watching the world.

Instinctively, everyone in the hall raised their eyes and looked at the Golden Buddha subconsciously.

boom!
Everyone's thoughts exploded, memory disorder, thinking disorder, emotion disorder. Eyes, ears, mouth and nose overflowed with blood.

The members on the futon fell in all directions, holding their heads in pain and screaming.

"Amitabha."

At the critical moment, Master Wuhen stabilized his emotions, and a Buddha's name echoed in the hall, and the eyes of the Golden Buddha slowly closed and returned to the half-closed state.

This Buddha's name contained the ability to heal chaos and trauma, and everyone's splitting headaches were immediately relieved.

The scream of pain turned into a gasp.

Master Wuhen waved lightly, and all the members disappeared inch by inch like a scroll erased by an eraser, leaving only Zhang Yuanqing alone.

In the large suite on the second floor of the hotel, the figures of everyone emerged at the same time and returned to their original seats.

Everyone was slumped on the bench, panting violently, and their faces were pale, like a traveler who had just escaped from a tiger's mouth.

"What's going on?" Lin Chong, the head coach, stood up staggeringly, with an expression of doomsday, and shouted, "The Buddha statue has opened its eyes? The Buddha statue has opened its eyes! Did the master lose control!?"

The expressions of the others were equally terrified, and they cast their eyes on the gloomy "Aunt Guo", no, Aunt Fang, she is a sixth-level dream master, the same profession as Master Wuhen, if the master loses control, she can detect it.

With a sullen face, Aunt Fang said coldly:
"Why panic? If Master loses control, we can still get out?"

Hearing this, everyone's complexion improved slightly, Xiaoyuan said in a low voice: "But the Buddha statue of the great master has indeed opened its eyes, which is the first time in more than ten years."

"This shows that the master almost lost control just now." Uncle Yang's tone was unprecedentedly dignified.

Why did the master lose control?
"It's Yuanshi Tianzun." The honest middle-aged man showed a strange smile: "What did the kid say to the master, it's not a confession, I said the last sentence."

Everyone in the room looked at each other in blank dismay, and they all saw confusion and incomprehension in the eyes of their partners.

"No, I didn't hear that." Kou Beiyue scratched his head, "I just heard him say to give Master a chance to repent, hiss, give Master a chance to repent, is Yuanshi Tianzun crazy?"

Everyone ignored the nonsense of the rebellious child.

Aunt Fang said in a deep voice:
"Yuanshi Tianzun's last sentence was wrapped in illusion. The person who cast the illusion is higher than me. It's normal for you not to hear it. But it cannot be denied that those words really made the master almost lose control."

"So, what did he say?" Brother Chong's eyes widened.

No one could answer him, because that's what everyone was curious about.

"Master Wuhen won't be in danger, is it that the authorities are going to deal with us?" Zhao Xintong is young, but she is very good at inferring others with malice.

"No!" Uncle Yang shook his head, "The official will not let Yuanshi Tianzun die."

Everyone stopped talking, each remained silent, and tried hard to recall the scene before the master "lost control", and wanted to remember Yuanshi Tianzun's mouth shape, but his position was too far in front, and everyone could only see his back, not his back. his face.

After a long time, the alluring bank teller clicked his tongue and said:
"Today is really interesting, Yuanshi Tianzun is actually a more surly and dangerous person than us, and he came prepared, holding back his big move to show the master.

"Xiaoyuan, you have known him the longest and are the most familiar with him. Do you know his situation?"

Everyone looked at Madoka.

Since leaving the Buddhist hall, Xiaoyuan's brows have not been stretched. After thinking about it, she said:

"His mental state is indeed problematic, especially extreme, but it should not be so exaggerated, and it is possible."

After a pause, she sighed: "I didn't tell you guys what happened in the dungeon in detail. He was possessed by the boss in the dungeon, and he paid a huge price to reverse the situation."

Madoka narrated what happened in the dungeon.

Everyone listened in silence. Kou Beiyue already knew these things, so he didn't want to listen any more. He looked around and saw the little fat man squatting in the corner, hugging his knees, looking like he was abandoned by the world, but he didn't want to disturb the world. Attention gesture.

"What's wrong with you?" Kou Beiyue leaned forward and asked.

The little fat man raised his head, his eyes were dull, and he had nothing to love, "Boss, I want to go back to the Southern School"

"why?"

"Just treat me as dead. Social death is also death. When you die socially somewhere, the best way is to develop elsewhere." The little fat man said sadly.

"Oh, then you go."

"Huh? Boss, don't you want to keep me?"

"There's no need to hold you back. I'll pass on your past stories to the black market later. When you die in the Nanpai, you'll come back."

"Boss, you have been playing the fire master, right? You are actually a cunning bewitching demon."

"Are you stupid, I was originally a bewitching demon."

Quaint and quiet Buddhist temple.

Zhang Yuanqing panted heavily, and beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks. After panting like this for a long time, his chaotic heartbeat gradually calmed down, and the tearing feeling in his soul also slowed down a lot.

Finally having the energy to speak, Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath:

"Master, do you still remember the Xiaoyao organization?"

"Amitabha, the past is like smoke, why bother to mention it again." Master Wuhen's voice was low, mixed with pain, "How did the benefactor know about the poor monk's past?"

"The spirit of the zoo told me." Zhang Yuanqing said.

This time, Master Wuhen was silent for a few seconds before replying:
"Why did it tell you?"

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the quietly burning candle, smelling the scent of incense, but hesitated a little when the matter came to an end.

Before coming, he had seen the face and the astrology, and used Xiahou Aotian's divination props to give himself a divination, and finally reported today's itinerary to Fu Qingyang and Fu Qingxuan.

After weighing in his heart for a few seconds, he said:
"Master, do you know my real name?"

Master Wuhen sat silently without responding.

Zhang Yuanqing stared at his back with a serious tone: "My surname is Zhang, Zhang of Zhang Tianshi."

As soon as these words came out, the half-closed eyes of the Buddha statue seemed to tremble, and there was a faint sign of opening them again.

The entire Buddhist hall shook violently, but quickly returned to calm.

This Buddhist hall is transformed by the state of mind of Master Wuhen, and the movements of the Buddhist hall represent the emotions of the master.

After saying this, Zhang Yuanqing went all out without any scruples, "My father is Zhang Tianshi. He passed away when I was just in elementary school. I had almost no impression of him until he became a night tour god and joined the official. Entering the zoo by chance, Qi Ling mistook me for Zhang Tianshi based on my blood."

"I checked the official database and found out about the existence of the Xiaoyao organization. Recently, a series of incidents happened in Songhai. The marshal beheaded the guardian of the dark night rose and found that he was the former elder of the Taiyi sect. The officials already knew that Lingtuo was The leader of the Night Rose."

"So I found the zoo and confessed my identity to Qi Ling. It didn't know what happened that year, but it told me your identity. You are the most mysterious shadow child."

After finishing these words in one breath, Zhang Yuanqing straightened his back and leaned forward, "Master, I am here this time to ask you about the past. What did the four of you do in 1999?"

The hall was dead silent.

For a long time, Master Wuhen clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name in a low voice:

"Amitabha! It turned out to be the son of an old friend."

Zhang Yuanqing clasped his hands together, bowed and buried his head: "Master, please clarify."

"Benefactor Zhang, the past has become a cloud of smoke and smoke, so why bother to be obsessed with it." Master Wuhen sighed, "Knowing too much is good for you."

Zhang Yuanqing smiled bitterly and said:

"Master, someone told me that my father left me something back then. I guess it is the core fragment of the Bright Compass. I am already in the middle of the game. If I can't know myself and the enemy, I'm afraid I won't know how I will die in the future.

"Master, for my father's sake, for our sake, please tell me."

He also has a relationship with Master Wuhen.

Master Wuhen was silent for a long time, and said slowly:

"The you shown in the mirror just now is the truest you. You don't have the core fragment of the bright compass."

"Master, when I was in high school, something went wrong with the compass fragments and suddenly tore my soul apart."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Master Wuhen. The master's tone was full of solemnity and confusion: "What did you say?"

"I say, the shards of the compass tore my soul."

"Compass fragments don't have this ability."

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned.

"You, you, you..." His expression suddenly became agitated, and his voice turned into a question:

"Won't the compass fragments tear my soul apart? How is it possible? You saw it just now. My soul has indeed been stitched. This information was told to me by my closest person. She will not lie to me. We can communicate with each other." It's a matter of life."

Because he was too emotional, he changed from sitting cross-legged to standing on his knees, leaning forward, staring straight at the master's back.

Master Wuhen's tone remained unchanged: "It will not tear anyone's soul, Yuanshi, the core fragment of the Bright Compass is not on you, your soul problem comes from other."

Zhang Yuanqing's buttocks slumped, and he sat slumped: "Then, what is the reason?"

"The poor monk doesn't know."

After a few seconds of silence, Master Wuhen spoke slowly:

"Back then, the four of us used the fragments of the bright compass to open a mysterious passage, which led to the deepest part of the spiritual realm, where we saw the truth of the spiritual realm, a truth that made people despair.

"We didn't dare to stay too long, and returned to reality with the help of compass fragments. That exploration caused us to have differences. Lingtuo thought that this matter should be made public, but Zhang Tianshi felt that this would only cause panic and lead to the collapse of the social structure.

"Before we could come to a conclusion, something more troublesome happened. We were cursed. A terrible curse. The divine power of the sun that purifies everything can't be eliminated. The source can't be found, and neither the spirit nor the body can be found. Something goes wrong, but our body is getting worse and worse, and we are approaching death step by step."

Zhang Yuanqing, who was stupefied, gradually pulled back his thoughts, and boldly guessed: "Is it a curse from the spiritual realm?"

"It's not a spiritual realm, but it can also be said to be a spiritual realm." Master Wuhen said:

"In the beginning, we knew nothing about the curse. When Chu Shang and Lingtuo went back to the family and sect, they searched all the information and found no solution. It was an experiment conducted by Lingtuo that really let us know the true face of the curse."

"What experiment?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.

"Lingtuo told an ordinary person the secrets deep in the spiritual realm, but that person was cursed on the spot and died unexpectedly." Master Wuhen sighed:

"The curse is brought out by us from the depths of the spiritual realm. The moment we learned the truth about the spiritual realm, we suffered a curse. Everyone who knows the truth will be cursed."

Zhang Yuanqing thought for a while, and tentatively said: "Have you tried telling the demigod?"

"Lingtuo tried it, and he told Taiyi sect master."

So, it is invalid for demigods?Zhang Yuanqing sighed: "So, I am not qualified to know the secrets deep in the spiritual realm, am I?"

Master Wuhen was silent.

After all, Zhang Yuanqing pinched his brows, thought for a long time, and said, "You have been sitting here for more than ten years just to fight against the curse?"

Master Wuhen nodded slightly:

"The curse and the characteristics of the evil profession have both. As the curse deepened, I gradually lost control of my nature. I was tortured by bloodthirsty desire every day, and it was extremely painful."

Hearing this, Zhang Yuanqing clasped his hands together and recited "Amitabha Buddha" devoutly.

Not to the Buddha, but to this master.

He has fought against instinct for more than ten years and endured pain for more than ten years. This kind of perseverance and determination is beyond his complacency.

Zhang Yuanqing continued to ask: "Then do you know how Lingtuo died? Why didn't Chu Shang revive Lingtuo with the mother god's womb?"

Master Wuhen was silent for a moment, and his deep voice echoed in the hall: "Because Lingtuo was killed by the three of us."

PS: The typo is corrected first and then corrected.

(End of this chapter)