"Ami"
"Ami, sir, stop reading, your head hurts."
In front of the cliff, after Li Ziye stabbed the night ghost with a sword, he came to sit down by the fire, preparing to warm himself up by the fire.
Sanzang also sat aside and bowed politely to Prince Wen and Mu Jin. He didn't look like he had just had a fight a few days ago.
No embarrassment at all.
Hibiscus returned the favor, already somewhat accustomed to the abnormal person appearing next to a pervert.
"Can Buddha understand the incantation on that wooden sword?" Mu Wenqing looked at the little monk in front of him with great interest and asked.
"A little bit."
Sanzang responded humbly, "In the past, the young monk learned some mantras at Qingdeng Temple."
"How much have I learned? I've also learned a lot of spells. I'm still orthodox in the Taoist sect, but I still can't find the flaw in that wooden sword." Li Ziye asked in confusion.
"Amitabha."
Sanzang grinned and replied, "There are countless Buddhist spells for subduing demons. I happen to have learned them all, little monk."
In Brother Li's words, there are specializations in the arts. The spells to subjugate demons may be only an insignificant part of the secret arts and spells of Taoism that are as numerous as stars. Over the millennia, with the decline of Taoism, most of them They should all be lost.
Buddhism happened to inherit this part of the secret technique, and it has been used for thousands of years like a treasure.
"very nice."
Li Ziye looked at the little bald donkey in front of him, nodded, and said, "I will leave the enchanting work to you from now on. Just in time, I still have one hundred and eighty peach wood swords to do."
After Sanzang heard what the former said, the smile on his face suddenly froze, and he hurriedly said, "Amitabha, Brother Li, the young monk just made a mistake. The young monk only has a superficial understanding of mantras, and it is difficult for him to take on such a big responsibility."
One hundred and eighty, that's really tiring!
This kind of task of enchanting mortal objects is more tiring than drawing talismans. It can be done once in a while. Mass production makes me shudder just thinking about it.
Moreover, his cultivation level is limited, and the enchanted peach wood sword has limited effects. It cannot be like the one Taiyuan gave to the Confucian leader, who can stab whoever he wants.
"Where can I find some peach wood?"
Li Ziye seemed not to have heard the young monk's refusal, and murmured softly, frowning slightly. It was really difficult to find some useful wood in this ice and snow.
"Things like the Peach Wood Sword are more expensive than finesse."
Opposite the bonfire, Mu Wenqing smiled and reminded, "This one is enough. Let the Buddha use Buddhist spells to bless it once a day. The more times it is used, the more powerful it will be."
"It makes sense!"
When Li Ziye heard Prince Wen's reminder, he slapped his thigh and said in admiration, "Your Majesty is still smart, why didn't I think of that? Little monk, don't leave yet. Stay here for ten days and a half, and help me put this together." Enchant the wooden sword a few more times."
"Ten days and a half month?"
When Sanzang heard this, he was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion, "Brother Li, do you want to stay here for so long?"
"Of course."
Li Ziye took out a piece of fish from his arms, grilled it on the fire, and said, "When you came here, didn't you see that there are monsters everywhere here? I won't be able to sleep or eat well until I find out who is behind it."
After saying that, Li Ziye tore off a piece of fish and stuffed it into his mouth, and ate it happily.
Not to mention, the fish in this far north place has a unique flavor.
Sanzang looked at the fish meat in the former's hand, swallowed his saliva, recited Amitabha in his heart a hundred times, and continued to ask, "Amitabha, Brother Li, is this monster the underworld? It looks a bit similar, but a bit different."
"No, they are just imitations of Netherland. I gave them a name, Night Ghost." Li Ziye simply told him and Prince Wen's guesses about Night Ghost, without hiding anything.
"Amitabha, the world is unfair, demons are rampant, and all sentient beings will suffer again!" Sanzang sighed softly, sighing with compassion on his face.
"Okay, don't worry about the suffering of all sentient beings. They know whether they are suffering or not, so you don't need to worry about it."
Li Ziye snorted angrily and said, "I'm in a lot of trouble right now. The grandson of the God of Light is always concerned about my body. How about you help me kill him?"
"Don't dare, don't dare."
Sanzang hurriedly shook his head and responded, "This young monk can't get involved in Brother Li's affairs."
Almsgiver Chang said that as long as he intervened in Brother Li's affairs, he would be injured at least, or his life would be lost at worst. He still wanted to remain useful to save all sentient beings, and he couldn't die so quickly.
"If Buddha doesn't go back, what will the Xuanfeng Demon Emperor do?"
Mu Jin listened to the conversation between the two and asked worriedly, "Will he come in too?"
"If he could have come in, he would have come in long ago."
Li Ziye said calmly, "Let him wait outside. Anyway, what the demon clan lacks most is time. It is common for them to sleep for hundreds of years."
"Brother Li, when are you going to wait?" Sanzang asked with concern.
"Wait until someone comes in."
Li Ziye replied, "The research on Night Ghost is obviously not completed yet. Someone will definitely come, don't worry."
At this point, Li Ziye seemed to have remembered something. He looked back and said anxiously, "Little monk, go and pick up all the internal organs of that black-eyed night ghost."
"I dont go."
Sanzang refused reflexively, with a look of resistance on his face, and would rather die than obey.
It's so disgusting. Whoever wants to go can go, but he won't go anyway.
"Not going?"
Li Ziye took out the fish intestine sword and turned it around a few times, then sneered, "Do you think it is the fish intestine sword that is sharp, or the Buddhist Immortal Golden Body that is strong?"
"Little monk, go."
When Sanzang saw the sharp edge of the Fish Gut Sword, he immediately gave in. He stood up and ran to the Black-Eyed Night Ghost, picked up all the internal organs on the ground, and then brought them to the fire with a look of disgust.
Li Ziye took a piece of something that was either a spleen or a lung and carefully cut it open with the fish intestine sword. Suddenly, black blood sprayed everywhere, which was extremely disgusting.
"What are Professor Li going to do?" Mu Wenqing asked excitedly across from the fire.
"Look what's inside."
Li Ziye responded casually, "Those white-eyed night ghosts never leave this place. It may be related to this black-eyed night ghost. The answer may be in this."
"Amitabha, sin, sin, sin."
Sanzang recited the Buddha's name, but his big eyes looked at it curiously, wanting to see what was inside.
Among the four, only Mu Jin, a normal person, couldn't bear it anymore and turned his head away, unwilling to look any further.
At night, there was a strange scene. Li Ziye, Sanzang, and Prince Wen, three lunatics, sat in front of the fire, excitedly watching what kind of things could be cut out of the night ghost's internal organs.
"Come out, come out!"
I don’t know how long it took, and I don’t know which internal organ was cut. Suddenly, a black bead appeared. Seeing this, Sanzang shouted excitedly, "It's a baby!"
