Situ Shankong is my third name after Situ Qin and Situ Shan. And this name, from that time on, has been with me all my life.
That night, Qin Bukong and I drank until late at night. Then we both got drunk and slept on the table until the next day. Maybe it's because I haven't been able to switch roles quickly yet, but I still feel a little uncomfortable when I see him. From that day on, he always called me by my full name "Situ Shankong", and I never called him "Master", not even "Master Qin" or "Mr. Qin". He always called him by his first name "Qin Bukong".
This way of getting along may seem like nothing, but in fact it still feels strange. Fortunately, Qin Bukong is not a stickler for trivial matters and has never cared about these things. From that day on, for about half a month, we did not rush to break the last gate in the eight-door formation - Jingmen. Instead, we studied repeatedly and imagined many possible situations. During this period, Qin Bukong and I gradually had more and more conversations. Instead of being indifferent to me in the past, he explained his thoughts and his thoughts after encountering this situation in as much detail as possible. Tell me your coping strategies.
I know that this is probably what he meant by "teaching without deliberate effort". People's thirst for knowledge is endless and uncontrollable. Although I am still somewhat repelled in my heart, I can't help but secretly appreciate what he said. Note it down. In addition, during this period, he personally wrote a formula for "passing the Dharma", which included his name and mine. He asked me to remember it firmly, because only in this way can I pass his Dharma lineage, otherwise If so, just memorizing moves is useless.
This kind of learning seems to progress very slowly, and there is no opportunity for me to practice my hands. In addition, the master once said that Qin Bukong was a master of Gu, but during this period, Qin Bukong did not reveal any of his skills in this area. Whenever I asked him whether the bell on his hand was a "gu bell", he would avoid the question in a different way, as if he was deliberately not answering me.
Just like this, I was slowly studying and studying the breaking formation, and mostly I was using everything my master taught me. One night at the end of the year, Qin Bukong told me to go to bed early tonight, and we would start breaking the formation before the fifth watch tomorrow.
I was a little confused at the time. Could it be that Qin Bukong had already thought of a strategy to break the formation quietly? But I'm still confused! Qin Bukong said that this Jingmen formation is about blood wounds, disasters, life and death. These aspects are the most important, so the ghosts gathered there must also be related to thorns. We have already seen blood wounds when we cut the door. If it is such a ghost, we can deal with it. Moreover, when we cut the door that day, the reaction on the back made people feel that it had little to do with the blood wounds. , Quan should be regarded as a warning against our behavior of breaking the formation, which means that if we continue to do it, there may be disaster or death.
Qin Bukong glanced at me and said, Needless to say this disaster, maybe this formation is simply a self-destructive mechanism. If we force a breakthrough, it may cause the entire formation to collapse, and the two of us will become living fossils buried underground. , the soul of the thousand-year-old Witch King is even more unthinkable, so this is the last resort, and we will never do this. On the contrary, the specific meaning of separation between life and death is still unknown.
I casually said, "What's the matter? You and I are the only two people present. The so-called separation of life and death means nothing more than the fact that one of you and I must die." Qin Bukong was stunned for a moment, then snorted coldly and said, maybe, but that's not a separation between life and death. If I die, I'm afraid it's too late for you to be happy. If you die, I have nothing to be sad about, so how can we talk about separation between life and death? His words choked me to the point where I didn’t know what to say, so I fell silent.
Qin Bukong went on to say, after you were numbed last time, I blessed your body with a spell. Although it will still be numb, it is not completely unbearable. If we apply the protective spell once, and then we both dig the door together, we might be able to withstand it. I said if I withstood it, so what? Didn't you say that this might be a mechanism? When the door is drilled through, the whole thing might collapse. Qin Bukong said, even so, we can only try slowly. When we feel something is wrong, we will stop immediately and think of a solution.
Although Qin Bukong's words sounded very unreliable to me, looking at it, it seemed that this was the only way. Although I helped Qin Bukong break the formation at the beginning because of my promise to my master, seeing that there was only one left, I was really unwilling to give up, so breaking the formation was inevitable.
So I went to bed early that night. Before going to bed, I prepared all the necessary supplies that may be used the next day. Of course, most of them are mainly things handed down from the master. I have just mastered Qin Bukong's craftsmanship and used it in actual combat. It seems too early to tell.
The fifth update, converted into time, is around five o'clock in the morning, and the hour corresponds to Mao hour. For those of us who want to enter the tunnel, it is pitch black anyway, and there is virtually no difference between day and night. As for choosing this time to enter the tunnel, Qin Bukong's explanation is that if the twelve hours of a day correspond to a person's life, the time of Mao hour should be when a person is young, that is, when he is most energetic and energetic. Before Mao Shi is Yin Shi, and Yin Shi happens to be the time of transition between yin and yang in the twelve hours. Starting from the Yin hour, Yang Qi rises. At Mao hour, there is one Qian Gua, one Dui Gua, four Yang and two Yin, and the Yang Qi is full and sufficient. In this state, we enter the underground, and there are various mantras. Bless you, protect yourself, and be as foolproof as possible.
In order to provide more light, I even brought an extra kerosene lamp. When we went to the wall outside the Jingmen, Qin Bukong and I each blessed our bodies with all the mantras that could be used for protection, and we also blessed each other. After one pass, I suddenly felt that my body was filled with light and was immune to all evil spirits. The premise of breaking the Jingmen formation is to first find the "door" of the Jingmen, and this door is behind the sealed wall in front of us.
After blessing myself, I also deliberately placed a small semicircular array of rice within the area where we were standing, surrounding Qin Bukong and me. Although Qin Bukong disdained my craftsmanship, he did not stop me. The situation is unknown now. Anyway, it is better to use everything that can be used than to be in a hurry. After setting up the rice formation, I also sent out soldiers and horses to protect the five sides of the rice formation. My soldiers and horses were obviously no match for the ghosts in the formation, and they might suffer a lot of damage, so Qin Bukong I also rang the bell and asked my bell snake to surround my soldiers, horses and rice array.
As a result, the entire area we were locked in almost turned into an iron barrel formation. Qin Bukong also said frankly that if even this protective measure can be broken through, then we should not expect to be able to break the formation. Just backfill this hole in despair. He seemed to be speaking carelessly, but he felt that this was his last resort. Our move was originally to shoot at random and try to be as prepared as possible, just like building city walls in ancient times, stubbornly believing that the higher and thicker they were built, the safer the city would be.
After everything was ready, Qin Bukong took out two candles, lit one on the left and one on the right and placed them on both sides of the wall. We all know that no matter what form a ghost takes and how powerful it becomes, its root is always a concentration of energy. The wax oil of candles was used to seal jars in ancient times. In some northern areas where ghost marriages are customary, wax oil is even used to seal the seven orifices of the dead. It can be seen that wax oil has a certain sealing effect on substances such as ghosts. The role of. The flame of a candle is very sensitive. Once the surrounding airflow changes, the flame will quickly become brighter and darker. This is important for Qin Bukong and I to concentrate on drilling the door. The brightness of the light, to a certain extent, , has become one of the criteria for us to judge whether a ghost has approached or appeared.
I stood on the left and Qin Bukong stood on the right. We pressed the sharp end of the chisel against the stone wall, raised the mountain ax in our right hands, looked at each other and winked, and then smashed the ax down. The mood at that moment was indescribable. It was as if I was being chased by a ferocious beast. There was no other way to go except running forward as hard as I could. And because I couldn't turn back, I only felt a kind of pain coming from my whole back. A feeling of urgency similar to an itch. But as the chisel went down, sparks from violent friction appeared on the stone wall, but I didn't feel anything strange in my body.
This showed that our plan was initially successful. In excitement, Qin Bukong and I began to quickly dig into the door with an axe. After about twenty minutes, the flame of the candle still flickered weakly. Qin Bukong Sora told me not to stop, that I could hold on for a while, so I increased my speed and strength again. I was young and strong, and I was the first to carve out a large gap in the stone wall on my side. Only once there was a gap, the rest was like knocking a stone, and it peeled off bit by bit along the edge of the gap. When we came down, Qin Bukong and I started working up and down. With a bang, the stone wall in front of us collapsed, as if we had hit a fatal weakness.
The flame of the candle was disturbed by the collapse of the stone, but after a few seconds, it calmed down again. This means that even the ghosts who want to harm us have given up on attacking our formation at this moment, at least for the time being. We did not dismantle the formation, but each of us carried a kerosene lamp and got in front and back.
As expected, there is a door about ten meters behind the stone wall we dug through. There was just a door opening without a door panel. Through the door opening, I vaguely saw a figure standing with his back to me.
