Seeing this, the two sneaks suddenly erupted with overwhelming yin energy. They glared at the nun with ferocious faces and yelled viciously, "Smelly nun, you dare to interfere in our affairs, you are looking for death."
After saying this, they rushed towards the nun.
In an instant, the nun's left hand that was in her arms was quickly taken out, and the golden light shone.
The sound of pages turning was clattering, and the sound of sacred murmurs filled the room. It was a scripture that emitted golden light.
"I have heard that for a time, the Buddha preached the Dharma for his mother in the Trayasa Heaven. At that time, all the indescribable Buddhas and great Bodhisattvas and Mahasattvas in the immeasurable worlds of the ten directions gathered together."
Accompanied by the nun's chanting, golden words flew out from the book and were printed overwhelmingly on the two sneaky bodies.
"Ahhhh."
The two sneaks screamed pitifully, and their overwhelming resentment evaporated. They gave the nun a vicious look, and turned into two black winds roaring out of the window.
"Where can you run, evildoer!"
"Wow wow wow."
The nun was just about to chase me, but was attracted by my cry and stopped. The moment she saw me, her face changed and she exclaimed, "Amitabha, so this is it."
At this time, the room temperature rises, the cold wind subsides, and returns to normal.
The medical staff was able to open their eyes. They looked shocked and didn't know what had happened. At the same time, they also looked at the nun who looked at me with a changed expression in surprise.
Out of curiosity, a young nurse came over and saw me. Her pupils were so frightened that she shrieked, "Is this a human or a ghost?"
When the other doctors and nurses saw me, their expressions changed drastically.
In fact, my appearance is too weird, the left half of my skin is normal color.
But the skin on the right half is as dark as chocolate, like a hermaphrodite, giving off a sense of foreboding, like a monster.
boom.
My grandfather suddenly broke into the delivery room and called hurriedly, "Yaru, Yaru, how are you?"
After my grandfather saw my appearance, his expression changed with shock, and he called me a sinner and asked me why I looked like this.
They even thought that there was something wrong with my health and that I would not survive, and I was worried that the Wang family would have no descendants.
After my mother picked me up, she was also shocked by my appearance. Fortunately, the greatness of maternal love defeated everything, and she lovingly held me in her arms for a moment.
Grandpa guessed the nun’s identity and asked me if my birth had brought something unclean into her. He also asked if the strange weather outside had something to do with me.
The nun nodded and said that was the case, and explained that there were red and white evil spirits trying to devour my soul just now.
Fortunately, she happened to be passing by here, noticed the gloomy atmosphere in the hospital, and rushed over to save me, so she was destined to be with me.
The so-called red and white evil spirits are respectively the bride who died on her wedding day, and the young man with a promising future who died unexpectedly.
The resentment of these two kinds of souls after death is extremely great. The energy of resentment generated after encountering each other is indescribable in terms of overwhelming resentment. Most practitioners would only run away when they encounter them.
The nun calculated a few months ago that my mother would attract unclean things after giving birth to me, but she did not expect to attract the prying eyes of resentful ghosts such as the Red and White Demons. She was extremely shocked.
At the same time, she calculated all the reasons based on the horoscope of my birth. Before my grandfather and mother asked, she looked at me and frowned and told the truth.
Since I am a cultivator in the realm of heaven and humanity who has come down to earth to survive tribulations, my destiny is mixed, good and bad.
It is said that my soul contains the unawakened soul, and that after devouring my soul, I can become an immortal. It is similar to the flesh of Tang Monk, and the temptation is huge.
Under the huge temptation, I will definitely attract endless sneaky prying eyes when I grow up. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is difficult to describe. This is the fierce place.
The good thing is that once I successfully overcome all kinds of catastrophes of death, I will surely rise to the top and become a respected and accomplished person, standing at the top of life.
He also said that my soul's background was astonishing, which was why it caused spectacular sky phenomena all over the world.
When grandpa and mother heard this, they were both happy and scared, with mixed emotions.
But what the nun said next frightened the two of them so much that their faces turned pale.
She said that the red and white demons were just beaten away, and would definitely appear again in seven days to devour my soul.
When my grandfather heard this, he immediately panicked and knelt down to beg the nun to save my life.
The nun quickly helped my grandfather up, shook her head and sighed, saying that she only had one chance to save me.
If I survive the disaster in seven days and meet her again when I become an adult, then she can save me again.
I also calculated that if I survive the calamity of death in seven days, there will be another calamity of life and death coming after I turn eighteen.
If you get through it, you can embark on the path of spiritual practice, and the road will gradually become smoother, and vice versa.
Grandpa looked at me with a very heavy heart and begged the nun to point out a way for me to survive.
But the nun shook her head and said, "If your grandson's life should not be cut off, within seven days, someone destined to save him will appear. Otherwise, he will die young."
After finishing speaking, the nun sighed, shook his head, and walked away.
Grandpa beat his chest and stamped his feet, whimpering in grief, his face gloomy.
The noise caused by my birth was so weird and terrifying that it attracted the attention of the dean, who said I was an unlucky thing.
No one dared to keep me in the hospital, so we had to go home. Fortunately, my mother was out of danger, but she was very weak.
Coupled with the fact that I was facing a life and death disaster as soon as I gave birth and my father died, my mother felt indescribably sad and sorrowful.
Although my grandfather was also in great grief, he, who was in his seventies, had a certain determination in his red eyes, as if he had decided on something important.
The day after my father’s body was reanimated and buried.
Grandpa hugged me and said to my mother, "Ya Ru, I will take him to find an expert. He will definitely be able to save my grandson."
Mom asked grandpa who to look for.
But grandpa said don't worry too much, my eldest grandson will survive anyway, so he wrapped me in a blanket and left the house.
After more than a day of turbulence, it was late at night.
The moon and stars are sparse.
In the blanket, I didn’t know who my grandfather was taking me to find, but I could clearly sense that he had entered a deep mountain.
The rustling footsteps of grandpa stepping on the leaves echoed in the jungle. I don’t know how long it took, but I seemed to be slapped by something, and I lost consciousness.
When I woke up again, I was lying at the door of my house, with a letter left in the blanket.
The content is my way to survive, and the handwriting is written by my grandfather.
The content was to ask my mother to buy a paper manikin, write my birth date on the chest, and put a double-layered coffin in the bedroom.
And on the evening of the seventh day, I was placed at the bottom of the coffin, and a paper man with birth date written on it was placed on the top.
If I can be safe and sound after one night, I can live to be eighteen, and vice versa.
Although the letter didn't say what the principle was, I felt afterwards that it should be a technique to cover up my living aura.
It means that I am dead and can deceive the red and white demons for eighteen years.
My mother was as happy as if she had received a life-saving straw, but what made her sad was that her grandfather's whereabouts were unknown, and she did not know whether he was alive or dead. Even if he called the police, no trace of his grandfather was found.
But saving me was the most important thing right now. My mother endured the torment of both physical and mental grief. After asking someone to make a double-layered coffin and paper figures, the night of the seventh day came in a blink of an eye.
