Curse is an ancient alchemy. It is a Taoist method of using mantras to pray to gods and curse ghosts. Powerful people can communicate with the emperor of heaven and command ghosts and gods to achieve the purpose of eliminating evil and eliminating disasters and turning misfortune into good luck.
Of course, these are all theories about ghosts and gods, but spells really exist, but they are just not as evil as the legends say.
This is why Hu Fan said that the living Buddha in Zizhu Temple was a fake after knowing that Zhou Han was under a spell, because one Buddha and one Buddha are two sects.
How could Taoist magicians appear in Buddhism? This is not what I worry about now.
"Aunt Zhou, I'm going to start. Relax and don't think about anything. Uncle Chen... don't make a sound no matter what happens in a while."
After admonishing Zhou Han and Chen Guanliang, Hu Fan sat cross-legged directly opposite Zhou Han and began to recite scriptures.
“Nammoja Nadarayaya…Nammo Aliyajana…Sagara Beljana…Uhara Jaya datagadaya Alahadi…Sanya Sambhudaya… …”
Chen Guanliang, who was standing aside, listened to the scriptures from Hu Fan's mouth. He felt like he was listening to heavenly scriptures and could not understand them at all.
The sutra recited by Hu Fan is the Tibetan Great Compassion Mantra, also known as the Eleven-faced Avalokitesvara Dharani, the Eleven-faced Avalokitesvara Divine Mantra, and the Eleven-faced Avalokitesvara Mantra. It is the Dharani of the Eleven-faced Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva and is widely spread in Tibet. The Buddhist mantra is similar to the Great Compassion Mantra of Chinese Buddhism. It is commonly known as the "Tibetan Great Compassion Mantra" or the "Tibetan Great Compassion Mantra"...
While Hu Fan was reciting scriptures, in an ancient temple far away in Zizhu Mountain in Tibet, there was an old man sitting cross-legged, holding beads and facing the Buddha while chanting scriptures.
Suddenly, the old man's hand movements stopped, and he slowly opened his eyes, a pair of bright eyes exuding a ray of light.
This old man is wearing a red cassock, a monk's skirt, and a red monk's hat, which are typical of the "Red Sect". In Tibetan Buddhism, there are three major sects: the "White Sect" and the "Yellow Sect."
"Chen Rusheng's daughter-in-law... haha, it's been 18 years... I don't know if he is trying to break my spell... Probably not, he has a very strong mental power... However, you underestimate my forbidden spell... "
The old man put down the prayer beads in his hand, clasped his hands together, and recited obscure words in his mouth to fight against those who wanted to break his forbidden curse...
Hu Fan, who was sitting on the bed, was in a lot of torment at the moment. When he recited the Tibetan Compassion Mantra, it went smoothly at first. Most of the mantra was purified by the scriptures, but when it was purified to one-third, , a sudden change occurred, and the purified spell appeared again.
"Grandma, this is not an ordinary curse. It is a forbidden curse. I was really careless this time. Even if the person who cast the curse is not a living Buddha-level existence, it will not be much different..."
Chen Guanliang saw Hu Fan on the bed, soaked in sweat. He didn't dare to ask questions, so he could only feel anxious in his heart.
"This is killing me! What a powerful spirit. What kind of old monster is he..."
Hu Fan's mental power is now consumed too much. If he can't support it and suffers backlash, he will be in big trouble.
Zhou Han on the other side was not feeling well either. She was listening to Hu Fan's Tibetan Great Compassion Mantra. There was another voice in her mind that made her suffer. The voice in her mind made her open her eyes and interrupt. Hu Fan's chanting.
"I will fight with you! All the arts of heaven have cause and effect..."
"Haoran's righteousness bless my body..."
Hu Fan closed his eyes tightly, and instead of reciting scriptures, he changed his words to words that Chen Guanliang could understand.
At this moment, Hu Fan's eyes suddenly opened, he stretched out a palm and slapped Zhou Han's head directly.
The moment his hand patted Zhou Han's head, Chen Guanliang saw a golden light suddenly appear from the bedroom, and the next second it shot into Zhou Han's head and disappeared.
After the golden light disappeared, Hu Fan lay down straight. The moment he fell, he said to Chen Guanliang: "Let Mr. Chen... call grandpa...!" After saying this, he passed out. , unconscious.
Zhou Han opened his eyes at this moment, and the voice in his mind disappeared.
"Xiao Fan... wake up, what's wrong with you!"
Chen Guanliang immediately ran to Hu Fan's side and picked him up. He found that Hu Fan's breathing had become very weak and his condition was very bad.
"Xiaohan, don't go anywhere at home!"
When he saw that his wife was awake and nothing was wrong, he told her not to move at home because he wanted to take Hu Fan to his old house.
"Li Ming! Hurry, drive to the old house, hurry!"
Li Ming, who was waiting outside, suddenly heard Chen Guanliang's anxious voice, and his whole body trembled when he saw Chen Guanliang running out of the villa with Hu Fan in his arms.
"Uncle, what's going on? Why is your breathing so weak!"
Looking at the two people getting into the car, Li Ming noticed that Hu Fan's breathing was weak.
"There's no time to talk nonsense now, hurry up to the old house and use the fastest speed!"
Li Ming stopped talking nonsense. As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the car sped out with a "rubbing" sound, leaving two deep tire marks on the ground...
Zizhu Mountain in Tibet...
In that unknown temple, the old man stopped reading the sutra in his mouth, and then with a "pop" sound, a large mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. The color of the blood was actually black.
"The power of Taoism... Who broke my forbidden spell... It seems that the situation has changed. I'd better tell him that I lost one of the chess pieces in my hand..."
I saw him pick up the mobile phone from the side and make a call...
Somewhere in the capital...
Still in that dark house, the phone suddenly rang.
"Hey, I know you have to be careful..."
After hanging up the phone, the man's face turned a bit unsightly.
"Is it you? Whether it's you or not, the plan has changed..."
At this moment, his tone became a little colder, making the already dark room even more gloomy...
Li Ming drove his car as if it was flying on the street. He overtook cars when he saw them and jumped into the air when he saw them. The traffic in Suzhou was completely paralyzed.
While galloping all the way, Li Ming arrived at the Chen family's old house in just ten minutes.
"Bang!" With a sound, the door of the Chen family's old house was kicked open by Li Ming. In normal times, he wouldn't dare to do this if he had a hundred more courage, but now he doesn't care so much.
People in the house heard the noise and ran out. Butler Chen wanted to see who dared to kick the door of the Chen family's house. When he saw Chen Guanliang hugging Hu Fan, his words were swallowed back. .
"Uncle Chen, hurry up and call my dad, just tell me that Xiaofan is dying!"
It was too late for him to talk nonsense. Now Hu Fan's breathing was getting weaker and weaker, and he was about to die...
