Revolution in the depths of the soul

"Exhibition!"

"Brother Hu!" Zhan Xing jumped up excitedly, hugged Huo Hu's waist tightly, and buried himself in his chest, rubbing back and forth.

When Huo Hu chased him out, he lost Wang Shuang, but unexpectedly ran into Hongfa and Zhan Xing, and moved Zhan Xing behind him with one hand, while facing Hongfa himself.He frowned and looked at the man of unknown origin.

The redhead nodded slightly, his eyes fixed on the knife on Huo Hu's back.

Zhan Xing said: "This is my best friend..."

Huo Hu made a gesture to signal Zhan Xing to keep silent.

Both Huo Hu and Hongfa saw that the other party was not an ordinary person. After a long time, Hongfa spoke first: "How to solve it?"

Huo Hu said: "Come with me."

Huo Hu led Zhan Xing and Hongfa all the way through the maze, explaining as he walked, "There is a person trapped here."

"A corpse." The redhead said.

Huo Hu nodded slightly: "Thousands of years ago, a living Buddha came from the other side of the snow mountain, Zhan Xing, don't pinch your big brother's ass. The origin of the name of this living Buddha is unknown. There is an evil ghost buried in the heart of this Buddha .”

The redhead asked lightly, "So you killed him?"

Huo Hu stopped and bent his back, let Zhan Xing pick him up, and said, "It wasn't me, the one who killed him was Lang Dama."

The red hair said: "Those who become Buddhas have their own Buddha names. In the Mahayana teachings, it is called 'the perfection of enlightenment' to become a Buddha. Since there are evil spirits dormant, how to become a Buddha?"

Huo Hu shook his head: "There are only a few believers in this Buddha, and his mana is not strong. When he came to Ali, he followed 81 people, using Tantric scriptures as an excuse, to absorb his soul and cultivate his Buddha body. More and more followers followed, bewitching Tibetan Buddhist monks, Distort teachings and honor them."

The redhead said disapprovingly: "I have always disagreed with the teachings of Tantric Buddhism."

Huo Hu said: "The meaning of the unknown Buddha's eulogy is far more than the simple combination of body and double cultivation. He feeds on human souls, as long as monks who listen to the teachings he promotes will be absorbed by him. Back then, the seven enlightened monks of Sanye and He talked about Buddhism, and after the nameless Buddha left, the seven enlightened men passed away that night, and the Cunxiang Temple was completely abandoned.

The red-haired man remained silent, and Zhan Xing shuddered: "Samye Seven or something, what are those?"

Huo Hu explained: "The temple built by Chisong Dezan is called Samye Temple, also known as Cunxiang Temple. There are seven great supernatural beings in the temple, called 'Seven Enlightened Men'."

The redhead stopped in his tracks: "How many souls did he suck?"

Huo Hu shook his head: "There are tens of thousands of souls who have been absorbed by him, and the supernatural power continues to grow. In the end, Lang Dama ambush Zada, divided his body and head with a magic knife, and found that the head was separated. At this time, the nameless Buddha instantly turned into a golden body, and after the severed head, he was invulnerable to swords and guns, and could not be burned by fire, and his body could still walk."

The red hair did not answer in silence, Huo Hu said again: "Lang Dama searched all nine monasteries in Tibet, and took nine living Buddhas into the cauldron for training..."

Zhan Xing gasped.

Huo Hu didn't take it seriously, and continued: "Using the blood of ten thousand eminent monks, he made nine inch nails, nailed his head into the golden body of Sakyamuni, and held it down for decades. Then he raised the prayer flags to break his vajra body Unfortunately, Lang Dama was shot to death by Jixiang Vajra."

Zhan Xing was covered in cold sweat, remembering the back of the head he saw when he was spying: "Then...the one in the Buddha statue is the head?"

Huo Hu nodded and said, "Yes."

They stopped in front of the altar, Zhan Xing murmured: "How do you know these rumors?"

The red hair pulled out the big sword behind his back, flicked his fingers, the blade of the sword buzzed, bowed his body, and then threw himself on the altar with the sword, and shouted loudly: "Drink!"

With a buzzing sound, the great sword split Sakyamuni's golden body in half, and then the metal and stone collided with each other, sparks intertwined, and were stuck in the center of the abdomen of the Buddha statue, unable to enter any further.

The red hair pulled out the big sword and turned on the switch on the hilt. There was a harsh and noisy sound from the blade, and a round of sawtooth rotated at a high speed, turning into a giant chainsaw. ground sparks.

Still can't cut it.

The redhead turned off the switch, checked the blade, and saw that the polymer material was full of broken serrations.

"What should I do." The red-haired said: "I brought a high-energy detonator to blow up the whole place?"

Exhibition line: "..."

Huo Hu ordered: "Zhan Xing, come down."

Zhan Xing got off Huo Hu's back, Huo Hu took off the long knife and handed it to him, and walked up to the altar by himself: "It can't be blown up, it is not afraid of water and fire, the prayer flag array from 1000 years ago is still there, and the ancient corpse of the living Buddha is still there." It is also well preserved, and the only way to burn him is to break his vajra body first."

The red-haired asked: "Do you still remember how to use the Laoshi array?"

Huo Hu replied: "Forgot."

Red hair:"……"

The red hair and Huo Hu stood side by side in front of the Buddha statue. The golden statue was cut open, and the bridge of the nose and forehead of the monk could be clearly seen under the light from the outside world.

Only the center of the eyebrows can be seen, but the eyes cannot be seen.

Zhan Xing walked up to the altar with his head probed, and adjusted his phone.

"Smile?" Zhan Xing said.

The head of Wuming Buddha slowly opened his mouth, and Huo Hu's expression changed: "Be careful!"

The red hair backed Zhan Xing like lightning, and the red hair said angrily, "You didn't tell me it's still alive!"

Huo Hu: "I don't know either!"

What's this?The supernatural powers of Tibetan Buddhism?

"It's it, it doesn't breathe fire?" Zhan Xing asked blankly, the red hair and Huo Hu stood still, Zhan Xing flicked his finger from a distance, and with a sound, a piece of beef jerky flew into the head's mouth.

Red hair:"……"

Huo Hu said angrily: "Waste!"

Zhan Xing hurriedly waved his hands, and the red hair asked again: "How is it now?"

Huo Hu thought for a while, then Zhan Xing said, "Give it some milk?"

Redhead: "Don't make trouble!"

Huo Hu: "Don't waste it!"

Huo Hu pondered for a long time, and replied: "There are six black prayer flags at the bottom of the Cave of Thousand Corpses. I think it was built by Delgon according to me... according to Lang Dama's last order. Maybe it's the place to know Tibet."

Red-haired: "What do you mean by knowing Tibet?"

Zhan Xing said in amazement: "Is there really a hidden treasure? A hidden treasure is a place where mantras, magic circles, supernatural powers, scriptures, etc., are buried in the void after the death of the person holding the spell, waiting to be opened again. "

The red hair said: "Recognition of Tibet is the key to restraining this corpse?"

Huo Hu was not too sure, he nodded after a long time and said, "You can try it, it's too old."

"Return the ancient scriptures on the ground first." Huo Hu said.

Red hair and Zhan Xing began to help, spreading the ancient scriptures scattered on the ground around the crack in the central abyss, Zhan Xing glanced at the bottom of the abyss, and screamed in fright at the thousands of heads.

Huo Hu straightened up and said, "Don't be afraid."

After finishing the scriptures, the redhead asked, "What about now?"

The red hair stared at the huge copper coffin, where the iron chains were scattered all over the place, Huo Hu said: "His body is locked in the coffin, but the head has not been resurrected, and there are hundreds of secret talismans, so there should be no problem."

The red-haired man said, "You and I will protect the Dharma?"

Huo Hu said: "I have to go underground. If the Buddha's head shows supernatural powers later, it may lead to the appearance of evil spirits. If there is any change outside the cave of thousands of corpses, you must kill any foreign objects on the spot. Use me The knife... Zhan Xing, you'd better go out."

The red hair said: "No problem, just go."

Huo Hu said: "You guys must be careful up there, I'm going down."

Zhan Xing waved his hand: "Remember to bring a gift back—!"

Huo Hu waved his hand to signal, put his shoulder against the golden statue to resist, and pushed it into the abyss. After a long time, there was a loud bang.

Huo Hu jumped into the abyss.

The red hair said: "Back down." After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked down to the altar. He repeatedly adjusted the hilt of his sword and paused on the ground.

"What is the use of this sword?" Zhan Xing asked.

The red-haired man said without raising his head: "Cut corpses, kill ghosts. How did you know that strong man? How long have you known each other?"

Zhan Xing said: "I... can't tell, I've only known each other for three or four days."

The red hair asked: "Why is he with you?"

Zhan Xing asked three questions, and then realized that there were too many strange mysteries about Huo Hu, and felt uneasy: "Am I trusting people too easily? He called him a brother within a few days after we met?"

The red-haired man had been unsmiling since he entered the tomb, but at this moment he smiled: "No, you are fine, just like your father."

Zhan Xing said: "Actually, Uncle Hong, I thought this way at first, because some time ago, I bought a tube of KY to use with my little master, but the little master dumped me, wouldn't the KY be wasted?" ?”

Red hair: "?"

Zhan Xing: "So, in order not to waste it, I decided to find another person to cooperate with him and use it up. Brother Hu looks very strong and has a strong waist. I also watched it when he peed. He Maybe in just one night, the whole tube of KY can be used up..."

Red hair: "???"

Hong Mao was at a loss when he heard that, Zhan Xing spoke happily, and finished, "Of course, if you want to use Uncle Hong, we can use it together..."

Red hair puzzled: "KY? What is it?"

Lin Jingfeng said coldly: "What are you doing here? Where's the big guy?"

Zhan Xing's smile froze on his face, his collar tightened, and Lin Jingfeng lifted him aside.

Zhan Xing said: "That... we are chatting, is it loud?"

Lin Jingfeng: "It's not too loud. I didn't hear a word about KY lubricating oil."

Exhibition line: "..."

Lin Jingfeng followed them not far away. After entering the maze, he kept listening until Huo Hu appeared behind the chasm. The red hair also knew that there was someone following behind him, but he didn't take it seriously.

Zhan Xing explained Huo Hu's words, and Lin Jingfeng nodded slightly.

"The old man asked Xiao Shuang and I to dig out the copper coffin, and then search around for the headless Buddha's head and send it across the mountain. There will be someone in India to take care of it." Lin Jingfeng said, "Where is Xiao Shuang? Is he gone?"

Zhan Xing was startled and said: "India, who would want the treasure here?! It's a national treasure for smuggling! If you catch it, you'll be shot!"

Lin Jingfeng said indifferently: "It's not treasures, they don't look down on treasures, we can take them all away, the customers over there only need corpses and heads."

Zhan Xing said: "What's the use?"

Lin Jingfeng shook his head and said: "Give me the knife, brother Hong, if something happens later, you can do it with all your strength, and I will protect him."

The red-haired man folded his arms in front of his chest, leaning against the wall, and hummed casually.

Lin Jingfeng brought Zhan Xing to the wall, motioned him to sit down, and the two sat side by side in the corner, Zhan Xing asked in a low voice, "How is your health? Is the medicine on your body all right?"

Lin Jingfeng nodded.

Zhan Xing took Lin Jingfeng's hand and asked, "Don't go back in the future. We are together."

Lin Jingfeng replied: "It's already like this, how can we go back?"

"Why are you still wearing gloves?" Lin Jingfeng's forehead touched Zhan Xing's, and the two master and apprentice snuggled together, holding each other with the gloved hand.

Lin Jingfeng's fingers were covered with scars, Zhan Xing looked at it like a knife, and asked, "Where is that hand, let me see."

Lin Jingfeng said: "Don't look at it."

Zhan Xing said: "Take off the gloves, it's not good to cover them."

Lin Jingfeng said: "I can't take it off, it was scalded by water when I was wearing gloves, and there will be a layer of skin when I tear it off."

Zhan Xing's eyes were red, and he said, "Go down and find a hospital..."

Lin Jingfeng replied, "Let's talk about it later."

The red hair casually threw a pipe over, and Lin Jingfeng reached out to catch it. The red hair said: "This is a new high-energy detonator. Pull off the rope ring and throw it out. It will explode with an equivalent of ten times the TNT equivalent. It is really dangerous to use it again. From explosion to explosion, the whole process took only five seconds."

Lin Jingfeng handed it over to Zhan Xing, and told him: "Defend yourself, you should aim at the head, but don't use it in the cave, otherwise the whole cave will be blown down."

Zhan Xing nodded and put away the detonator.

Inside the Cave of Thousand Corpses.

With two loud bangs, the golden Buddha fell down first, and then Huo Hu's tall figure fell from the sky, settled at the bottom of the abyss, straightened up, pulled out the blood-stained inch nail, and kicked the head of the nameless Buddha into the banner array central.

The head was facing Huo Hu, and the broken neck was just touching the ground. It opened its eyes.

Huo Hu was not afraid at all, he made mudras with his hands and murmured the scriptures of the Gelug sect, and the prayer flags floated up at the same time without wind.

The lips of the corpse head moved, and then opened the mouth to the maximum, revealing the white teeth. With that movement, the back of the head was tilted back, and the whole monk head was almost divided into two, relying on the junction of the corner of the mouth and the side of the ear fixed.

Huo Hu took a step back.

Corpse head: "..."

Huo Hu: "?"

The corpse choked on the beef jerky that Zhan Xing had thrown in earlier.

Huo Hu: "..."

The prayer flags oscillated, and the head wobbled uncomfortably in the oscillating vibrations, as if someone was beating a drum in the void, and every time it hit the drum, it would vibrate a little.

"Hum, heh——" Huo Hu came back to his senses, and began to chant the six-character mantra in a low voice.

The corpse coughed out beef jerky, let out a hoarse scream, and spewed out a stream of black smoke, rising to the top of the abyss.

The tall red-haired figure was leaning against the corner, with a big sword on his shoulder, as if dozing off. Three seconds later, he suddenly raised his head and opened his eyes.

Lin Jingfeng said: "Hide behind me!"

Lin Jingfeng drew the long knife backhand, and the red hair shook the big sword. The two rushed to the altar almost at the same time. Zhan Xing only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and his partner disappeared. The next moment, black smoke rose from the center of the altar and dispersed.

The redhead stopped in his tracks: "What is this?"

Lin Jingfeng shook his head.

Black smoke scattered in the invisible.

Zhan walked a few steps forward, took out his phone and was about to take a picture, when suddenly a hand wrapped around his neck.

"Wow——" Zhan Xing stood under the altar, not daring to turn his head, and yelled loudly.

Lin Jingfeng and Hongfa jumped down again, and Lin Jingfeng cut the corpse behind Zhan Xing in half with one knife!

Zhan Xing said: "This... what is this? The resurrection of the dead?! The undead army?!"

The red-haired said: "It should be some kind of supernatural power of Tantric Buddhism, go to the wall."

Zhan Xing stood with his back against the wall, trembling. The corpses of the tomb robbers killed by Huo Hu earlier, and even the corpses of Dean Li and others who were dragged aside, stood up unsteadily.

They walk aimlessly in the maze, as if looking for something.

A cloud of black mist spewed out from the head of the corpse again, flew to the center of the altar, and dispersed with a bang. The gray mist was everywhere, and the red hair coughed loudly.

"Mei, Banny—" Huo Hu's voice was extremely powerful, and Zhan Xing's heart buzzed when he recited the six-character mantra.

Black smoke filled the air, Lin Jingfeng waved the smoke away with a knife, and found that Zhan Xing's coat pocket was glowing.

"Take it out, what is that! Brother Hong, come here!" Lin Jingfeng hoarsely shouted, and the red hair joined them, Zhan Xing said: "Ah, is it glowing?"

Zhan Xing took out the square stone in his pocket, and the square stone emitted a warm golden light, causing the surrounding black mist to retreat.In the black mist, it seemed that something was approaching.

The red hair said: "You...doesn't it hurt to breathe?!"

Lin Jingfeng said: "I've been paralyzed in the central nervous system, I don't feel any pain, what's wrong with you?"

The redhead waved his hands, took out a mask to cover his mouth and nose, pointed to the other end of the maze, and said, "Split up and act! See what's in the fog, and wipe them out, otherwise there will be trouble!"

Seeing that the square stone in Zhan Xing's hand can drive away evil spirits, Lin Jingfeng no longer worried, and ordered: "You wait here."

Zhan Xing said: "Come back quickly!"

Lin Jingfeng nodded, turned and left, Zhan Xing said again: "Remember to bring a gift."

Lin Jingfeng almost fell down.

The big sword in the red hair's hand flicked and ignited a raging fire. When he swung it away, the black mist was dispersed in a small area, and Lin Jingfeng's voice came: "The corpse is moving!"

The red-haired shouted, "Chop off all of them!"

Lin Jingfeng threw out his sharp blade, and with a few quick strokes, he completely dismembered the corpse on the ground.

Wang Shuang didn't kill many people before, but the second time Huo Hu personally killed nearly twenty tomb robbers, Zhan Xing only heard their conversation, but didn't know what happened in the fog, he was at a loss what to do.

Zhan Xing holds the ashlar in his hand, wherever he carries it, the black mist will spontaneously dissipate, it seems that the ashlar is indeed related to Buddhism, what is inside it?Can it be charged?What if it runs out of energy later and stops emitting light?

Zhanxing thought wildly, took the square stone, untied his belt, stood by the wall and began to pee.

Zhan Xing was halfway through urinating and found an extra corpse behind the wall.

"Wow——" Zhan Xing pissed on the corpse: "Professor Yang, I didn't destroy the historical sites on purpose! Don't scratch me!"

Professor Yang still had a bullet hole in his forehead, and his pupils were cloudy, and he fell in front of the wall.

"Little Master!" Zhan Xing called out.

Lin Jingfeng didn't answer, he went too far.

Zhan Xing only felt that something was floating out of Professor Yang's body, slowly drifting towards the altar.

"Hey, professor, you are dead, and I have avenged you..." Zhan Xing said, "Don't be so persistent." He moved towards him with a square stone, but it didn't work.

"Hey! That one can't move!" Zhan Xing shouted, "Uncle Hong! Where are you!"

"boom."

There was a muffled sound from the copper coffin.

As the wind blew, hundreds of talisman papers flew up one after another.

Exhibition line: "..."

The copper coffin shook restlessly.

Bang, bang, several sounds, Zhan Xing took a step back.

The black mist became thicker and thicker, and a piece of talisman paper fell off, flying lightly down the altar.

There was another muffled sound in the copper coffin, as if someone was pushing hard on the confined coffin lid.

Zhan Xing made a decisive decision, chose the most direct method, and shouted: "Help—!"