What are the qualities of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?
The bull-headed horse-faced one is just the lowest level of the underworld gods, and is only responsible for driving the dead souls across the Naihe Bridge.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, on the other hand, entered the underworld as a bodhisattva, and stood side by side with Emperor Fengdu, who was known as the Son of Yin. He is a god who will never become a Buddha until hell is empty. He is the last trump card of the underworld and the leader of the underworld system. The most top existence!
There may be thousands of bull-headed and horse-faced faces in the underworld, but there is always only one Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and there can only be one in the world for thousands of years!
However, Qin Jue just replied lightly: "A little stronger."
Everyone looked at each other in disbelief, but they knew what was going on and stopped asking.
Soon, the new [Rhino Horn] divine pattern was engraved on everyone.
Qin Jue looked out the window and murmured softly: "Every time a global magnetic field is disrupted, stronger weirdness will appear. This is a new era of weirdness, and it is also an escalation of death and disaster."
Everyone's hearts tightened, but they felt a little relieved when they thought of Qin Jue beside them.
"A new round of hunting is about to begin."
"Grandma." Qin Jue turned around, handed out a divine pattern, and said seriously: "It's time for all you female relatives of the old Qin family to enter this catastrophe that covers all mankind."
"But I don't ask you to hunt Weird."
"I only ask that you provide logistical support for the old Qin family."
"These divine patterns are all logistical support divine patterns."
"Grandma and a few uncles and aunts, please make your own choices."
Facing this scene, the uncles and aunts seemed a little panicked. After all, they were women, and they were more afraid and timid to face the strange.
But grandma seemed to have expected it. She smiled gently and took a divine pattern diagram.
"Just this one, it looks like bees are flying and butterflies are dancing, and it's colorful. It's pretty pretty."
In grandma’s hand, there is a green divine pattern [Pollen].
Large tracts of flowers are in bloom, and countless bees and butterflies are flying in the fog. The foggy pollen reveals mystery and healing.
With grandma taking the lead, all the female relatives of the Qin family finally chose a divine mark, whether they wanted to or not.
"Let's begin." Qin Jue waved to the thirty top divine pattern masters.
Because it was a tattoo for women, all the men of the Qin family turned their backs to leave enough space for the women.
"Mr. Zhou, walk slowly." Suddenly Qin Jue called out to Mr. Zhou who was about to turn around, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhou's skills are unparalleled, can you carve this [Pollen] for grandma yourself?"
Mr. Zhou was shocked and waved his hands repeatedly: "Inconvenient! Inconvenient! It is an insult to politeness!"
"Mr. Zhou, there are natural and man-made disasters. As long as you can survive, why do you need to care about those meaningless red tapes?"
"No! Your grandpa will beat me to death!"
Mr. Zhou shouted and left the room as if running away.
Qin Jue and grandma laughed loudly behind them.
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"I am now a level 3 divine pattern master, but I only have one level 3 divine pattern, which is far from enough."
Beside the window sill, Qin looked desperately at the dark sky and murmured in a low voice: "There is a time lag when weird people hunt humans. It's almost the same. There will be stronger weird ones coming soon..."
Before he finished speaking, all the lights in the hotel flickered, and then with a bang, the lights went out as if a circuit breaker tripped, and all the rooms fell into darkness.
In the darkness, Qin Jue gradually laughed ferociously.
"I'm just saying, it's time."
At this time, through the floor-to-ceiling window, Qin Jue saw the TV behind him suddenly turned on!
The power had already been cut off, but the TV was turned on contrary to common sense, and there was a snowflake on the screen.
Two or three seconds later, a dry well appeared on the screen.
"Brother Jue?" Qin Feng hurriedly protected the women behind him and asked nervously: "What is going on?"
"TV, fallen leaves, dry well..." Qin Xiaowen muttered a few words, and suddenly shouted in surprise: "Brother Qin Jue! It's the midnight bell!"
At the same moment!
The entire Dorsett Hotel.
In hundreds of rooms.
This is true for all televisions.
It opened abnormally, and behind the snowflakes was a dry well.
"What's going on?" Chen Long stood up, with a confused face, and patted the head of the TV: "Didn't the power just go off? The TV is broken?"
The same is true for the rest of the rooms.
Everyone saw the abnormal television.
Some people felt abnormal and immediately stood up to leave, only to find that the door lock was stuck and they could not leave the room. The only way was through the window.
"what's up?"
"The television does not work?"
"I do not know!"
The entire Royal Hotel instantly fell into an atmosphere of panic.
There were shrill shouts from every room.
At this time, people who happened not to be in the room also noticed the abnormality, but they tried their best and failed to open the door of the room, so they could only listen to the shouts inside.
"Telephone! Yes! There is also an internal phone number in the hotel!"
Many people reacted and ran to their desk phones.
The telephones in the hotel are all wired.
Even if there is no Internet, the phones in each room and the hotel front desk can make calls to each other.
"Sorry, we are sending people to inspect the door of the room, please wait patiently."
However, the hotel front desk was also very helpless.
It's already this time, and they no longer want to do it.
"If the TV is acting abnormally, turn it off."
The tenant was angry: "The electric switches have stopped! The TV turned on by itself, how do you want me to turn it off!?"
"Sir, don't panic. It may be because of a tripping circuit that there is a problem with the internal wiring of the TV. Please wait patiently."
"I'm waiting for your mother! Call Chen Long over quickly! Do you know who I am? My father, Zhang Erhe!"
"Sir, please be patient."
"Father Zhang Erhe!"
"please wait with patience."
"Father Zhang Erhe!!"
Snapped!
After hanging up the phone, the beautiful girls at the front desk were full of indignation: "What time has it been and you are still showing off here! My father, Zhang Erhe, my father, your uncle!"
The next second, a miserable wail came from the hotel room on the first floor.
The wailing was extremely miserable, as if seeing an extremely terrifying scene. The human voice was intermittent and sharp, and soon became silent.
The security guards arrived after questioning and found that the door to the room suddenly became openable. When they pushed it open, they found that it was empty, with no blood or signs of struggle. There was only a man lying on the ground, his eyes rolled white, his mouth wide open, and his face looked extremely frightened.
"Dead, dead?"
When I touched my nose, there was no breath. The security guards looked at each other in confusion.
"This look looks like he was scared to death..."
at the same time.
Chen Long's room was filled with a gloomy atmosphere.
After Chen Long was stunned for two seconds, he looked at the terrifying thing in front of him. For a moment, his breath rolled, his eyes turned white, and he fell to the ground.
Chen Long was also scared to death.
Before he died, Chen Long was still holding the phone in his room, but unfortunately, he could not broadcast the distress call to Qin Jue until his death.
And in Qin Jue's room.
Not only did everyone not have an atmosphere of panic.
Instead, Qin Zhen stood up first with a dark face, pulled out the sharp steel knife, and looked at the black-haired woman in white clothes slowly crawling out of the TV.
"Brother Jue! This female trickster asked me to come!"
"Let's see if I don't kill him today!"
