Infinite Script Killing

"Okay, okay!"

Xu Tong had no reason to let such an idiot come to his door. He quickly opened the door and invited Miaojing to come in. He couldn't help but sneered secretly in his heart to see what this unlucky guy was going to do today.

As soon as he entered the door, Miao Jing looked at the small courtyard in front of him and couldn't help but sneer secretly. Back then, Xue Gui was so famous in L City that everyone admired him, but he didn't want to be plotted against him in the end and die because of the evil magic tricked by the gods. , what is left now are only two short houses and a small courtyard in the old city, which is sad to think about.

"Senior brother, please come this way!"

Xu Tong very enthusiastically invited Miaojing to approach the main house. As soon as he opened the door curtain, Miaojing was stunned for a moment.

Looking at the paper figures in the room, Miaojing's bald head looked like a rash, and his scalp felt like it was being pulled up.

As soon as I took two steps back, I felt a cold sweat break out in my heart.

After standing outside the door to calm down for a moment, he took Xu Tong's arm and said, "Junior Brother Xu, to be honest, the poor monk came here today precisely for these paper figures."

"paper man??"

"right!"

Miao Jing nodded, pulled him to sit on a chair by the door, and told him an old story.

It is said that when Mr. Xue left, Mr. Song's whole family died in a fire, which really fulfilled Mr. Song's fate of "lonely".

But overnight, the sky was vast, and only Mr. Song was left alone in this world. All his relatives and friends died in a fire overnight.

Such a blow, no matter how strong-minded the person is, will not be able to recover for a while.

His master Xuan Mu was also the monk who managed the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion in Guanghua Temple at that time. He also had a life-long friendship with Mr. Song. He hurried over immediately after learning about this incident.

Later, in order to comfort Mr. Song, Xuanmu told him that there is a strange Tantric scripture hidden in Guanghua Temple. This scripture has a lot to do with Japanese Tantric Buddhism. There may be some special methods in it that can save the dead from reincarnation. , can also restore Yang to the deceased.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Song immediately seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. He begged Xia Xuanmu and had no choice but to agree to steal the book from the Sutra Pavilion and lend it to him to read.

In fact, Xuan Mu's heart was good, and he deliberately said this to him just to give him a spiritual sustenance and prevent him from sinking completely.

As for this mysterious sutra, it was not a lie to him. There was this legend, but the content in the book was not comprehensive, and many chapters were missing. Not only was the content incomplete, it was also extremely bitter and difficult to understand.

All the monks and elders in the temple tried it, but no one understood the content.

This is why Xuan Mu dared to steal this book and give it to him.

I originally thought that after Mr. Song found out that he could not decipher the scriptures, he would gradually let go of this burden as time passed, and then return the scriptures himself.

But everything in the world is a coincidence.

Xuanmu never dreamed that Mr. Song, an origami master, could understand the scriptures that even a professional monk could not understand.

Not only did he understand it, he actually figured out a set of strange and evil forbidden techniques from it.

It doesn't matter if the forbidden techniques are not complete. He combined this set of forbidden techniques with his own soul-hiding technique of tying paper, and hey, he really succeeded.

"It's done, shouldn't it be a good thing~~"

Xu Tong was sitting opposite Miaojing. When he glanced back from the corner of his eye, he saw that the door curtain of the room seemed to be blown by a slight breeze. The door curtain was slightly opened with a small opening, and it was dark as if a pair of eyes were hiding inside. Watching quietly.

"No! Big mistake!"

Monk Miaojing shook his head repeatedly and said: "Your master has no idea what he summoned in the end. Are these paper figures really his dead wife?"

The more Miao Jing talked about it, the more excited she said; "In ancient times, there were female ghosts who borrowed corpses to resurrect their souls, but there is no guarantee that there are no demons who borrowed paper to resurrect their souls. The forbidden technique recorded in the tantric sect seems to be an ancient spell to call the evil god. Your master used the ashes of his relatives to You summoned others, that’s why your master always comes to trouble my master!”

Miao Jing's words made Xu Tong suddenly think of the image of his wife holding Gui Cha's head and chewing on it. He raised his eyebrows slightly and understood immediately in his heart.

But then I thought about it, even though Mr. Song knew this, he still kept these paper figures because they contained the ashes of his relatives.

"Your master's end is approaching recently. Whether he is alive or dead, no one can suppress these things. When the time comes, they will be a scourge left in the world. That's why I came to help your master."

As Miao Jing spoke, she suddenly reached out and grabbed Xu Tong's wrist: "Junior Brother Xu, you must help me with this, otherwise..."

"Of course! It is our duty as eight disciples to eliminate harm for the people."

Xu Tong reacted faster than him. He stood up and grabbed Miao Jing's arm heavily with his other hand. He pinched it with his fingers and instantly Miao Jing's face turned red.

He originally thought he would be single for so many years, no! He has been chanting sutras and meditating for so many years. Despite his age, his body is as strong as an ox. Thinking about Xu Tong, a young man, he still can't catch him.

But little did he know that after two comprehensive improvements in Xu Tong's physique, his strength was not inferior to those of professional athletes at all, and was even much stronger.

Xu Tong pinched it with his fingers, and Miao Jing's face began to deform. Fortunately, Xu Tong did not continue to pinch it, but instead let go of his hand, looked at Miao Jing's satchel and asked: "What is the divine object that senior brother just mentioned? ?What’s the magic use?”

Miao Jing's arms were so painful that she could hardly lift them. When she heard Xu Tong's question, she felt relieved. Did she think that this kid grew up taking hormones? ? So strong? ?

Fortunately, he was willing to cooperate, so he had a lot of energy left. In this case, he would use it first, and when he was done using it, he would give him a lesson and let him know what it means to be evil and ruthless in society!

Thinking of this wonderful scene, I immediately opened my satchel and saw that there were calligraphy sheets inside.

"This is a twenty-eight-character tantric mantra. Paste them on the surrounding walls in order. Once these evil spirits walk out of the house, they will be wiped out and will not be reincarnated."

Miaojing said this with a proud face. These copybooks were not produced casually. The paper on which the calligraphy was written was enshrined in the Mahavira Hall, in the palm of the Buddha, and was a precious paper that had been enshrined for many years.

With great power of faith, I wrote twenty-eight words, each of which had to be blessed by scriptures thousands of times.

Just for these twenty-eight words, Wonderland has been preparing for several years, and today it finally comes in use. It is just to let this boy see what is the right way of Buddhism, and it is not something that can be compared with some low-level cats and dogs. of.

"Oh, I got it!"

Xu Tong seemed to understand. He took these characters from Miaojing's hand, took Miaojing's arm to stand up from the chair and walked back. As he walked, he said: "Master, there is one thing I still don't understand. Please excuse me." The master clears up the confusion.”

Miaojing looked calm and said: "Amitabha, Junior Brother Xu just said it doesn't matter."

"Master! Are you a fan of Liang Jingru?"

"who??"

Miao Jing was startled, and before her mind could turn around, Xu Tong suddenly raised his leg and kicked him up, instantly knocking Miao Jing over and into the back room of the house.

Miao Jing was caught off guard by this kick, and she heard Xu Tong's scolding: "You came to my house so arrogantly, and you want me to help you deal with my wife? You are not a fan of Liang Jingru, who gave you the courage, Tengge What??"

As he spoke, Xu Tong poked his head in from outside the door curtain, grinned at the paper man sitting on the chair, raised his hand and closed the door.

"Buzz...boom!!"

It would be dark in an old house like this, but once the door is closed, there is no light at all.

"Oh, you little turtle grandson!"

Suddenly Xu Tong kicked him in. Miaojing had been a monk for many years, and it was inevitable that he would start to use foul language. However, when he sat up, he realized that the room in front of him was so dark that he could not see his fingers, but when he waited for him When he looked up, he could clearly see the woman in the large floral dress staring at him blankly on the chair.

The gray-white face was tinged with cyan in the darkness, and the two pairs of dull pupils made people feel more and more frightened the more they looked at it.

Miao Jing was startled at first, but then she quickly got up from the ground and put her hands flat on her chest, forming a strange handprint. It was the same handprint that Xu Tong saw at Guanghua Temple during the day.

"Humph, you evildoers, even if you don't dare to do evil in front of this poor monk!"

Miao Jing looked back at the paper figures in the room and smiled coldly. He had a divine spell to protect his body. Even if these evil spirits really woke up, they would never be able to hurt him.

"Buzz..."

Just when the wonderful scene was in full swing, the door behind him suddenly opened, and Xu Tong, who had just left, was holding a basin in his hand, and poured it down head-on.

Suddenly, a basin of yellow water was poured on Miao Jing's body. As soon as the yellow water touched her body, Miao Jing's face suddenly changed and she glared at Xu Tong: "

What's this? ? "

"A child pees." As he said this, he became a little embarrassed and said, "It's just that I've been a little angry lately."

Hearing that it was actually a child's urine, Miaojing was confused and cursed: "You little brat, you have learned the tricks of Master Baidung. You have been a poor monk who has been practicing hard for many years, and you are still afraid of things!"

As she spoke, Miao Jing reached out and grabbed Xu Tong's arm. However, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he felt a weight on his back. He suddenly came back to his senses and saw a red embroidered shoe with flowers embroidered on it, stepping on him. on the back.

Looking at the shoe online, I saw a woman sitting in the air, smiling with a cold face: "When did a young monk who has been practicing for more than 40 years dare to act like a wolf in front of me!"

As she said this, she stepped on the embroidered shoes. For a moment, Miaojing felt as if a big stone was pressing down on her back. She tilted her body and fell to the ground with a pop, and blood flowed from her mouth. Squirt out.

Xu Tong took a look and saw that the master's wife was still sitting in the air. The only thing that really stepped on the back of Monk Miaojing was the embroidered shoe.

"Hey! I still thought you could win? You haven't hit it for a long time."

When Xu Tong saw this, he was about to close the door and run away. However, his wife looked at him coldly: "Tong'er, my wife treats you very well. You left those characters, don't you want to Deal with me."

Hearing this, Xu Tong's heart skipped a beat, and he was about to close the door, but suddenly found that he couldn't move his feet. When he lowered his head, he saw the two dolls were hugging his calves, one on the left and one on the right.

Especially the female doll stared at him with a resentful look: "I thought you wouldn't lie to me, but I didn't expect you to be like those heartless people outside."

The voice of the girl was the same as that of the mistress. Xu Tong frowned, raised his leg and kicked the girl out: "Get out of here, I am a good law-abiding citizen."

He kicked the girl away, and the boy on the side opened his mouth and tried to bite Xu Tong's calf.

But before the teeth touched his legs, a slender tentacle suddenly wrapped around his neck, and with a flick, the boy flew away.

I saw that Big Fatty had been summoned by Xu Tong behind him.

With a simple and honest expression, he was looking around curiously.

"Huh!!"

Seeing the fat man, the teacher's wife was stunned for a moment. After looking up and down the fat man suspiciously, she couldn't help but muttered: "Strange, this doesn't look like it, does it?"

In addition to doubts, his eyes turned sharper when he looked at Xu Tong.

"Good boy, it's a good thing that the old man regards you as his own. I didn't expect you to hide it behind his back. In this case, I can't allow you to survive. It just so happens that this old man is leaving, and your master and disciple Huang Quan will accompany you." Not alone either.”

"No, no, no, Master, what are you doing? Before I could betray my master, you are planning to clean up the family??"

Xu Tong looked sad, as if he had been greatly wronged.

"Hmph! That old guy doesn't have much time left. He ran to Guanghua Temple again. I'm afraid he has already made a plan in his mind. You see, he came back today and left in a hurry without even entering the house to eat. In all likelihood, he is going to go to Guanghua Temple. Go get our soul box, it's ridiculous that we have helped him for so many years, and now he will actually come with outsiders to harm me!"

Mentioning this matter, the mistress became more and more angry. She saw with her own eyes that the old guy took out a custody certificate for the crematorium urn from the cabinet before leaving.

She felt something was wrong at that time, but now that Monk Miaojing came, she understood everything.

The more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became when she thought that after so many years of hard work, she would end up with a fate that would not allow her to survive.

Seeing that this misunderstanding was getting serious, Xu Tong's eyes rolled around and he quickly explained: "Master Niang misunderstood, my master is not that kind of person, my master..."

Before Xu Tonghua finished speaking, he heard a sound of banging on the door outside the yard, and then he heard someone yelling and cursing outside the door: "Old guy named Song, you have been whoring in our shop for so many years, and you have lost even a penny." It’s not settled, it’s been so many years, when did you settle the money, get out of here!!”

The voice sounded like that of a woman, but Xu Tong didn't know what kind of money his master owed him. When he was stunned, he saw his master's wife staring at him with a sneer on her face.

For a moment, the corner of Xu Tong's mouth twitched slightly: "Eh... Actually, my master and I are not very familiar with each other. Why don't you wait? This is still mine. If not, you can keep it for a few more decades." Shall I send you away too??”

When she heard that she finally had to send the old one away, and the younger one came, the master's wife snorted angrily and laughed: "It's not easy to leave, I will send you away now."

As she said this, the mistress casually threw the other embroidered shoe towards Xu Tong.