Mysterious World Tour

"I don't know the specifics. I only saw some and heard some from the nearby Irbo people.

"But I'm not from Irbo, so I can't guarantee whether their words are accurate."

"Oh, by the way, in your eyes, we all have red hair and red eyes, and we all come from outside the ocean. But in fact, we are very different. Even though we all live on an island group, we There are more than a dozen ethnic groups and more than a hundred countries with different beliefs, cultures, customs, and habits. Sometimes there are more than a dozen countries on a small island, and there are several languages.”

"It's very complicated, even we ourselves can't fully understand it."

Bayantu first introduced the situation on his side, vaccinated Tan Moyou and the others, and then talked about what happened in Shaoyao County.

"What went wrong in the county first happened in a village. That village was infected with some kind of terrible disease, and half of the people died one after another."

"But fortunately they were suppressed, and the remaining people buried the half who unfortunately died of illness."

"After burial, according to local custom, a scarecrow woven by one's own hands should be placed in front of the tomb by the person closest to him by blood."

"Then gradually, people discovered that hair grew on the scarecrow's heads made of withered grass. It was human hair, and it could dance in the wind.

"Then the scarecrow's face slowly turned into those of the dead, and day by day, it became more and more lifelike, as if it were a real person."

"At first, the villagers in that village were undoubtedly scared. But as news spread that the dead people were about to be resurrected, the panic in the village was completely suppressed, and the villagers were waiting for them to die. relatives come back."

When Bayantu said this, he suddenly stopped.

"Then what?" Bai GuZi asked.

"I don't know, that's all I heard."

Bai GuZi nodded, clasped his hands together, and said, "The poor monk is impatient. Please continue."

Bayantu nodded and continued: "Then the descendants of a noble family in the county met with an accident and unfortunately passed away. Only a mother and son were left to depend on each other. However, the strange thing is that in the past, only the old man was seen. The mother came out, but her son didn’t come out.”

"Her son had several friends who went to find his son many times, but he never saw anyone."

"It wasn't until later that two of her son's friends went in at night and were found dead in the river outside the county the next day. They were not killed by anyone, but they drank too much and then fell into the river and drowned. Dead. It is said that they were seen drinking with several people."

"From that day on, the atmosphere in this county has been very strange. Why it is strange, I can't tell, but a few senior monks will know after they take a look.

The old god Bayantu said calmly.

Bai Guzi smiled broadly, looked at Bayantu, and nodded repeatedly.

Tan Mo had a expression on his face, but there was a strange color in his eyes, and he couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

"How many great monks are staying to have a meal together?" Bayantu asked again.

"No, these humble monks are accompanying their junior brother to meet his eldest brother. We can't keep him waiting." Bai Guzi declined, and then took Bai Guzi and the others out.

After walking a few steps, Jing Xukong, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke: "Those who are not of my race must have different minds. Second Senior Brother, please pay attention. With my fists and feet, I can guard against swords, but I cannot guard against ghosts and evil spirits. ”

Bai Guzi sighed, "Junior brother, in your eyes, am I so unreliable?"

Jing Xukong doesn't speak, he has a taciturn temperament, but the look in his eyes when he looks at Bai Guzhi clearly means - isn't it?

Bai Guzi then pointed at Tan Mo and said, "Junior brother has probably noticed it already. Even if junior brother can see it, can I still not see it?"

"Junior brother, have you noticed?" Jie Bo asked.

Tan Mo nodded, and then said: "Bayantu lied. I don't know whether his origin is true or not, but there is no doubt that most of what he said next is false. He said he is not familiar with us The language and culture of this place still calls us big monks and little monks, but in fact... these are just his pretense."

"Exactly." Bai Guzi nodded and said: "What he said later, the idioms were too familiar. It didn't look like someone who had just arrived. He had clearly been here for a long time. Coupled with the mixed fish and dragons in Shaoyao County, how could they Whether you want to find treasures or buy scriptures is probably just an excuse."

"What's their real goal?" Jie Bo asked.

"I don't know. But I probably don't dare to take our chances." Bai Guzi smiled, "Because when he mentioned senior brother, Bayantu's tone changed very obviously. Obviously senior brother's reputation can calm him down. of."

Jie Bodhi couldn't help but sigh. He looked at Bai Guzhi, then at the empty space in his glasses, and finally looked at Tan Mo and said, "I discovered that I am really a simple monk who only knows how to chant sutras and recite Buddha's name."

The corners of Bai Guzi's eyes twitched and he said: "Exercise in human relations is the basis of articles."

Jing Xukong continued: "Understanding the world is knowledge."

Tan Mo had a dull expression on his face, clasped his hands together, and said calmly: "Brother Jie Bodhi, it's you who is in trouble."

Jie Bodhi: "..."

After this, the four of them walked, with Jie Bodhi leading the way, and soon found the door of his lay brother's mansion. There were two lanterns hanging at the door. They were just white lanterns and even covered with spider webs.

There are two doors, one open and one ajar.

The door handle was covered with dust.

It looked like no one had opened this door for at least a month.

"Namo Amitabha." Jie Bodhi couldn't help chanting the Buddha's name, with a little sadness in his eyes. Even though his elder brother had completely abandoned the brotherhood for the position of the head of the family, that was only his elder brother, not him, so he still cared about the brotherhood.

Although it was not clear what happened, Tan Mo and others had already figured it out after watching this scene.

"Namo Amitabha."

Tan Mo and the other two followed and chanted the Buddha's name one by one. Then Bai Guzi took a half step forward, patted Jie Bodhi on the shoulder, and comforted him: "Junior brother, please accept my condolences."

"In troubled times, wealth and honor are like floating clouds. When my elder brother was alive, he was too obsessed and blinded. He could not see his true self. This is because he entered the devil's way, and it was his own fault. If he wanted to be a rebel king, he might have a few more years of wealth and honor. However, it takes ten years for a scholar to rebel. It's better not to mention it, it's better not to mention it." Jie Bodhi was a little out of control, muttering in his mouth, and walked in.

Tan Mo and others followed him in, and then they heard a noise coming from the backyard, so they walked over and saw a woman.

Looking at her face, she was not very old, about thirty years old, but she had white hair and dull eyes, as if she was old.

"Sister-in-law." Jie Bodhi was the first to call out. He was a little excited and asked in a hurried tone: "Where did my elder brother go? How did this house become like this?"