my weird life

Chapter 170 Extraordinary Fate (12)

Trembling, the old monk opened the small box he carried with him,

Gabala bowls with fine holes at the bottom, prayer wheels made of human bones, and round iron boxes covered with a thick layer of incense ash are neatly placed in wooden boxes.

He turned the human bone prayer wheel upright,
Six different patterns are engraved on the prayer wheel, representing the six realms of hell.

"Buddha, please recite the six-syllable mantra,
And gently push and turn the prayer wheel with your hands. "The old monk spoke slowly, and when he started to do his professional work, the tension in his heart dissipated a lot.

"it is good."

Su Wu nodded.

Then recite the six-character mantra: "Om Mani Padme Hum... Om Mani..."

At the same time, he stretched out his hand and gently pushed towards the erected human bone prayer wheel.

He has experienced the scene of "ordering" several times before, and is familiar with the whole process, but because the previous orders were given to "Zhuo Jie" by an old monk, not the real himself,

As a result, he didn't feel anything real.

But this time is different,
When he recited the six-character mantra for the first time, he felt that the strange power hidden deep in the secret storage area was mobilized.
Flowing like a dark tide,

Gather in this small room.

Following the strange force of the tide, he stretched out his hand and gently pushed the human bone to turn the prayer wheel.

Su Wu really only used a tiny amount of strength,
However, the motionless human bone prayer wheel seems to be propelled by a great force, and it turns at a speed that is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye!

This has never happened before!

Su Wu looked at the human bone prayer wheel turning into an afterimage, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the old monk holding the prayer wheel,

It was found that the old monk was swallowing his saliva, and his expression was more nervous.

However, I don't know how many times he has been ordered by others. Although the current situation is rare, he has experienced it after all.

So although nervous, but not flustered,

Holding the prayer wheel, trying to make the prayer wheel unbiased,
At the same time the lips move,

Continue to recite passages of commanding scriptures.

As he continued to recite the scriptures, Su Wu felt that the strange power of the Secret Tibetan Region itself was more and more wrapped around the prayer wheel,
The sound of the pen brushing the paper.

Swish, Swish!
Hearing this sound, sweat dripped from the old monk's forehead. He carefully glanced at Su Wu who was sitting at the head, and continued to recite scriptures.

The prayer wheel turns faster and faster,
faster and faster,

The old monk trembled with fright!

The current situation finally surpassed his past experience.

It was the first time in his life!
Why does the prayer wheel fall off?

Could it be that there is something new on the scroll that depicts the sentient beings of the six realms of hell?

Command the old monk not to think too much,

You can only follow the long-standing inertia and continue to recite the scriptures.

Fortunately,

This strange phenomenon did not last long.

Only a thin layer of skin flakes covered the hem of the old monk's robe, and the prayer wheel finally stopped turning gradually.

The old monk holds the bone handle,

Lift your eyes to see the pattern on the prayer wheel.

The first thing he saw was that the scroll facing him, which was supposed to be engraved with the patterns of sentient beings of the Six Paths, was blank.

The originally engraved pattern of sentient beings in the six realms of hell was scraped off by an inexplicable force.

"Gudong..." The old monk swallowed, and looked at the other positions of the prayer wheel, but all he saw was a blank space.

An indescribable fear circulated in the old monk's heart.

He summoned up his courage and looked towards the area of ​​the leather scroll facing Su Wu.

This time, the scroll was no longer just blank.

A rich, varied pattern emerged.

A concentric circle with quadruple circles appears on the leather scroll, and around this concentric circle, sentient beings in the six realms of hell are closely gathered together.

The concentric circles seem to be emitting light,

But for some reason,
There are messy lines covering other blank areas, which seem to imprison the complete pattern in the middle,

surrounded by the center.

"What does this mean?" Su Wu saw the pattern facing him earlier than the old monk. He didn't make a sound before, and only asked after the old monk had also seen the pattern.

He himself is also a monk with extraordinary abilities,

But he can't see through his fate at all.

The old monk looked at the pattern, his head was in a daze.

Both he and Su Wu understood that there was a power coming from somewhere that changed the pattern on the prayer wheel to make it present the current situation.

However, the old monk had never encountered such a situation.

How should he give Su Wu orders?

Facing Su Wu's calm gaze, which seemed to point directly at people's hearts, the old monk did not dare to lie after all. He knelt down to Su Wu tremblingly, and respectfully said: "I don't know, my knowledge is shallow. orders,
Never seen anything like this.

Please punish the Buddha! "

He paused,

Then he said: "However, the six-way prayer wheel shows the six ways that the human body can bind. From the design point of view,
The six realms are cunning, and the Buddha should be able to bind them all. "

Surrounded by the four-fold round wheel, there are six groups of ghosts,

It was precisely because of this that the old monk made the judgment that Su Wu could bind the Six Paths and all kinds of tricks.

Su Wu took a deep look at the old monk,
Make sure this commanding monk is not lying,

He said, "Continue to examine the life pattern."

"Yes."

The old monk nodded in response, took out the incense ash iron box, put it on a tray, and presented it to Su Wu: "Buddha, please leave your left palm print on this."

According to Su Wu's words, he pressed his left hand on the thick layer of incense ash in the iron box.

Fragrant ash is delicate,

Pressing his palm on it, the palm prints left behind are also finely detailed.

After that, the old monk continued to recite scriptures softly, and an inexplicable breath was exerted on the box of incense ashes.

He poured all the incense ash in the iron box into the 'Gabala Bowl'.

Close the mouth of the bowl,
Holding the Gabala bowl with both hands, drawing a circle in front of the chest and shaking it,

As he shakes,

The incense ash splashed out from the pores at the bottom of the Gabala bowl, leaving traces of powder ash on the white paper in front of him.

Su Wu stared at the traces left by the dust,
See them gradually forming mysterious patterns.

He searched the life patterns in his mind and made sure that none of them were similar to this mysterious pattern.

Su Wu looked up at the old monk.

Want to see how the other party interprets their fate pattern?
The commanding monk shook out all the incense ash in the Gabala bowl, then held the Gabala bowl in both hands, looked down at the white paper——

He only glanced at the pattern on the paper,
Suddenly there was a scream!
Tears of blood dripped from the muddy old eyes!
"What's wrong?!" Su Wu was startled, and immediately got up to help the old monk who fell backwards screaming.

The old monk covered his eyes, and blood continued to flow from his fingers.

He covered his eyes and screamed for a while, his breath gradually stabilized, and there was no more blood overflowing from his eyes.
He broke free from Su Wu's support, turned his head to identify Su Wu's position, and then knelt down to Su Wu: "Buddha! Buddha!

My master Kang Ge, in the name of Hutuktu, once commanded a ghost, and he made all the preparations, so that the ghost left a life pattern on the human skin.

But he took back the skin,

I only looked at the fate pattern, but didn't see the fate pattern clearly, and my eyes went blind for a moment, and I couldn't be a monk from now on!

The ghost that master Kangge ordered for him is the one that is now known as the 'Spiritual Monk of Mind'!

The master later accepted me as a disciple,
Let me inherit his mantle and provide for him until the end of his life.

I have been by his side for a long time, and I just heard it from him by chance——the reason why some people's strange life patterns will not be peeped by others,

It is because of its fate that it is too good to be discovered by outsiders.
Either it is too vicious, the fate pattern is too sharp, and it will directly damage the eyes of the monk, making it impossible to see the fate pattern clearly!

Buddha son, Buddha son!
You must be a person with extraordinary destiny, and you will have great achievements in your destiny.
So there will be my current encounter!

Please don't embarrass the old monk anymore, I will check your life pattern.

A person with your fate is born with no taboos! "

While talking, the old monk covered his eyes that didn't know how he was injured, kowtowed to Su Wu again and again, his forehead was covered with incense ash,

It looked very miserable and pitiful.

Seeing his appearance, Su Wu still persisted in helping him up, letting him sit on the low bench with him.

This old monk is a good monk.

Because they were born in the secret Tibet region, they did not have the concept of right and wrong from the civilized world like Su Wu, and these monks did not think there was anything unusual about the sacrifice of life and death to the living.

But his hands were never really stained with human blood,

Everything can be judged by deeds, but if it is judged by heart, no one is perfect in the world.

Just based on what the old monk did, Su Wu didn't regard him as the same as other big monks in red, so seeing his miserable appearance,

Then he slowed down his speech and said gently: "I never thought that my inscription would cause you such damage.

If you are blind from now on,

And how to criticize others?
How can you live if you can't be ordered by others? "

Su Wu's question is very realistic.

Most of the great monks in red will master some secret mantras and empowerment methods. With these things in hand, they can make their successors dare not make mistakes.

Allow yourself to live your life in peace.

But at the moment, the commanding monk has not yet found a way out, and has not selected any disciple to be his descendant, so he can't handle him, but his eyes are damaged at the moment.
Blindness is likely in both eyes,
The future waiting for him is likely to be controlled by other monks,
Fell to a miserable end!
The old monk was also very sad when he heard the words,

Covering your eyes and shaking your head,

but could not speak.

"Let me see your eyes, maybe there is still some help." Su Wu said at the right time.

What he said was primarily to confirm whether the old monk's eyes were really injured by the life pattern, making him blind?
The old monk heard the words because of a sound,
Slowly withdraw the blood-stained palm.

Afterwards, Su Wu saw blood stains around his eye sockets, and in the eye sockets, the two old cloudy eyes looked intact.

Just the center of those eyes,
The tiny pupils were 'cut' open in the middle by a crack in the deep space!
Staring at the crack in the deep space, Su Wu felt an inexplicable chill in his heart!

It seems that

His own fate and fate pattern may be really special,

But whether it is "excellent" or not is not necessarily the case.

The old monk said before that people with "extraordinary" or "vicious" fate patterns may cause damage to the eyes of the person who ordered them and lead to blindness.

He only said that Su Wu's fate pattern is very good,
I don't want to offend Su Wu,
Disgusted by the ruler of Wuxiang Zunneng Temple in the future.

But Su Wu himself had to know in his heart, knowing that in his life pattern, not all things possessed 'superior',

It's very possible,
It's something that goes with 'sinister'!

(End of this chapter)