dead child, ghost carrying coffin

The young monk slowly got up and turned around, revealing the ferocious bronze mask.

"Jie Jie Jie, Namo Amitabha Buddha!"

"Young monk of Mount Wutai, since you know that I am behind you, you still dare to walk so far, aren't you afraid of death?"

Faced with such a terrifying scene, Master Angry Eyes remained silent.

"Namo Amitabha."

"The faceless master is ashamed to see the Buddha, and the young monk wants to ask the big monk for advice on Buddhism, so he can only choose to stay away from the temple."

The words of the head of the Arhat Hall stunned Ghost Buddha for a moment, and then laughed even more crazily.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie!"

"Interesting! You are interesting!"

"Although the poor monk is ashamed to see the Buddha, he has a Buddha in his heart!"

"Since you want to talk about Buddhist scriptures, come here!"

After saying these words, Ghost Buddha turned around and sat cross-legged on the side of the broken ancient Buddha.

The moment he put down the dagger and threw away the blood-stained letter, he was clearly a great virtuous monk.

It's just the bronze mask on his face, which is particularly dazzling.

No ghost Buddha opened his mouth, and there was a loud chanting sound in the air.

Seeing this, the angry master recited the Buddha's name.

"Namo Amitabha."

"The faceless monk is generous with his teachings, and the young monk is very honored."

Stepping on the snow with bare feet, he walked slowly to sit cross-legged opposite the ghost Buddha, and recited scriptures with him.

Thus, such a strange picture appeared in Cypress Mountain:

The blood moon was in the sky, and the wind was blowing.

Under the blood moon, a dilapidated ancient Buddha looked extremely desolate.

In front of the ancient Buddha, a ghost face and an eminent monk sat among the bones and on the stinky bloody water.

The sanskrit sound is solemn, like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening, echoing in the whole mountain.

The spiritually enlightened animals in the mountains: small squirrels and birds, big tigers, leopards and jackals, came here one after another upon hearing the sound.

Kneeling in the distance of the two eminent monks, Ghost Buddha and Angry, and listening piously. .seven

There are lonely ghosts, ghosts and supernatural beings coming after them.

Just like animals, kneel quietly and accept the baptism of Buddhism.

At this moment, life and death are no longer opposed;

Ghosts and Buddhas are like one.

Everything looks weirdly balanced.

After a while, the presiding officer of Jinguang Temple and Master Kongchan came slowly.

Followed by a group of young monks.

Master Kongchan didn't say much, and went straight to the broken ancient Buddha statue.

Sitting cross-legged with Ghost Buddha and Numu, two great monks.

The young monks took out wooden fish and rosary beads and sat on the snow from a distance.

The sound of chanting is even louder...

After half a stick of incense, the bones in front of the ancient Buddha began to glow with a faint golden light.

The stench of blood no longer surged, but slowly disappeared.

Ghost Buddha Faceless even unconsciously reached out to touch the bronze mask on his face.

It looks like it's trying to get it off the face.

Seeing this, the compassion on Kong Chan's face grew stronger;

His glaring face became more solemn.

But at this moment, a bald man suddenly appeared not far away.

Holding two black clay pots.

He seemed to be a walking dead, with slanted shoulders and hips.

Using an extremely strange posture, he walked towards Ghost Buddha Faceless little by little.

The small animals and ghosts listening to the scriptures outside seemed to be unable to see the bald head, and they still bowed quietly.

Master Kongchan was vigilant, chanting sutras incessantly, and gently waved his sleeves.

A faint Buddha's light splashed, and he went straight to meet the distorted bald head.

"Namo Amitabha."

"The benefactor died in vain. You should sit down and stop menstruation, and you will be liberated early."

The moment the Buddha's light touched the bald head, it was blocked by a layer of black light from his body.

He still ignorantly moved towards Ghost Buddha Faceless.