Looking at those words, I thought of my childhood when I was ignorant and carved words on the feet of the statue of the Yellow Turban Hercules, and a memory came to my mind.
He was only eleven or twelve years old at that time, and he had just entered the Seeking Truth Monastery less than half a year ago. Influenced by the words Sun Wukong left on the finger of Tathagata Buddha in Journey to the West, he had the idea to carve the words on the feet of the statue of the Yellow Turban Hercules. Those few words.
Later, it was discovered by the people of Datong that although the Yellow Turban Hercules was not a popular god, the people of Datong still punished him by burning a stick of incense in the morning and evening, which was enough to offer incense to the statue of the Yellow Turban Hercules for a month to pray for forgiveness from the gods.
Now seeing the statue of the Yellow Turban Warriors again, Huang Huai felt a sense of familiarity and intimacy.
After bowing to the statue of the Yellow Turban Hercules, Huang Huai crossed over the statue of the Yellow Turban Hercules, which was almost a person tall, and walked to a painted pottery Guanyin Buddha statue that was almost one foot tall.
It can only be said that compared to clay sculptures, pottery Buddha statues are indeed better able to withstand the erosion of time. Although the painted colors on this Guanyin Buddha statue have shown signs of oxidation and fading, overall they are innocuous and not harmful. There is no damage to the Buddha statue itself.
Huang Huai is no stranger to this Guanyin Buddha statue, and he has worshiped it more than once. However, in comparison, he only burns incense and worships it every New Year's Day, and more often worships the Holy Emperor Guan. Statue, who asked him to invite the statue of Guan Shengdijun to the mountain to ward off evil spirits and avoid disasters for him?
Huang Huai looked at the statue of Avalokitesvara, which had kind-faced features and kind eyes, which made one feel somewhat peaceful. He bowed respectfully to the statue, stepped forward and carefully wrapped the statue of Avalokitesvara in red cloth, and held it in his hands.
When Huang Huai was about to leave the warehouse, he glanced at the intact statue of the Yellow Turban Hercules. His heart moved, and a look of hesitation appeared on his face. However, Huang Huai soon turned off the lights in the room, and the warehouse suddenly became dark.
I saw a figure slipping into the side hall, bowing to the statue of Emperor Guan Sheng that was high above it, and carefully picking up the statue.
The door of the warehouse creaked, and Huang Huai, who was holding the statue of Emperor Guan Sheng, laughed softly and said, "This time I have to ask the Second Master to step in."
It turned out that Huang Huai was going to send the two statues of Guanyin and the Yellow Turban Hercules into that world to see if there would be any changes. However, compared to the other world at this time, if he was not wrong, it should be midnight. hours.
In this world, it's okay even if you play outside all night, but in another world, it's hard to say. If you are unlucky and encounter evil spirits, you may not be able to find a place to complain.
A faint mysterious portal appeared out of thin air. Huang Huai leaned into the portal with the statue of Emperor Guan Sheng in his arms. In an instant, he appeared in the side room he had left before.
It was also pitch black, which meant that Huang Huai did not have night blindness. Otherwise, he would be no different from a blind man.
Looking around, the whole courtyard was quiet. Huang Huai placed the statue of Guan Sheng Emperor on the sacred case, feeling reassured.
Soon Huang Huai returned to the warehouse of the Seeking Truth in the Real World. He first looked at the statue of Guanyin, and finally his eyes fell on the statue of the Yellow Turban Warrior. He stepped forward, bent his knees slightly and hugged the Yellow Turban Warrior's waist, and gave a strong force. , the strength of hundreds of kilograms is not too strenuous for Huang Huai.
Picking up the statue of the Yellow Turban Hercules, Huang Huai stepped out and passed through the mysterious portal in an instant. The next moment he heard a rumbling explosion, and the thunder disturbed the dreams of many people.
Huang Huai, who had been mentally prepared for a long time, looked at the yellow scarf warrior when the thunder exploded, and saw an undetectable divine light flashing over the yellow scarf warrior. If Huang Huai hadn't been staring at it, he might have been a little careless. Neither noticed the change.
"It's not broken!"
Seeing that the Yellow Turban Warrior was safe and sound, Huang Huai was very excited. The next step was to invite the statue of Guanyin. Then his guess might be confirmed.
While thinking, a mysterious portal appeared, Huang Huai returned, holding the statue of Guanyin in both hands and returned to another world amidst a thunderous explosion.
Under Huang Huai's gaze, the originally dim statue of Guanyin suddenly glowed with a strange brilliance, and the brilliance flashed away, just like what was seen on the yellow scarf warrior before.
Looking at the statue of Guanyin, it was also undamaged. At this time, Huang Huai was already sure of one thing, that is, the statue he brought from this world must be blessed by incense and wish to be unaffected by the thunder. .
There is one thing that is not yet certain, that is, if the power of incense and incense received by the statue is too little, it will not be able to withstand the thunder.
But no matter what, this verification has been very fruitful.
After looking at the two statues that he had brought to another world, Huang Huai hesitated and decided to put the two statues in the side room for the time being.
Anyway, he has already told Master Ma Xingma that this side room should not be touched for the time being. It is enough to worship Guanyin and the Yellow Turban Warrior.
It would be a bit abrupt if a house did not enshrine statues of gods to protect the house and protect the family. Huang Huai had never thought of enshrining the statues of gods who did not know the details of this world.
After straightening his clothes, Huang Huai took out the incense candle from the side and lit it. He respectfully bowed to the statues of Emperor Guan Sheng and Guanyin in the middle. Then he took out the incense candle and bowed to the statue of the Yellow Turban Hercules.
The incense candle burned slowly, and the wisps of incense filled the air, enveloping the statue of Guanyin, the statue of the Yellow Turban Hercules, and the statue of Emperor Guan Sheng.
In the quiet night of the long street, in the deserted alley, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew by, and an illusory and strange figure appeared floating in the direction of Shun'anfang.
Fortunately, there was no one on the long street at the moment. Otherwise, if people saw this figure, they would be frightened to death.
This was clearly a huge figure made up of ferocious, twisted faces filled with endless resentment, vaguely resembling a bull-headed figure.
When seeing such a shadow, the first thing people think of is the bull-headed statue that is often enshrined in villages and towns to protect themselves.
However, the idol is sacred and full of majesty, but just looking at this figure now makes people suffer from trypophobia, not to mention that every face that makes up the twisted and weird body is so ferocious and terrifying.
"I want you to die, I want you to die, I want you to die...Give me my life, give me my life..."
Invisible spiritual fluctuations spread out with this strange figure as the center, covering a radius of more than ten feet. Everywhere it passed, in every house, the statues of the gods of protecting the family and the gods of the house were rippling. The invisible divine light shielded the invisible mental fluctuations.
Otherwise, if a normal person is hit by this weird and crazy mental fluctuation, he will become a madman even if he doesn't die.
Two figures in the distance just stared at this strange figure and moved forward with a clear goal, filled with the smell of alcohol.
Han Song, who was following his master, couldn't help but look at Zhang Yan and said, "Master, can this evil god really lead us to find the demon who massacred Niujia Village?"
Zhang Yan had a wine gourd slung around his waist. Although he looked drunk, his eyes were shining brightly as he glanced at his disciple and said, "Do you know what made this evil god come from?"
Han Song was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously said: "My disciples guessed that the villagers of Niujia Village must have been resentful after their death and happened to coincide with a fragment of the bull-headed human god worshiped by the villagers, so that such an evil god was born."
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