From our perspective, we can see the inside of the head of the Arhat statue, but we cannot see his raised forehead. And that black guy was like squeezing cotton, gathering on the forehead, and then getting smaller and smaller, and then we couldn't see it. We know that it is just hiding somewhere to prevent us from seeing it, not because it disappears.
In this way, I am even more certain that the reason my incense of soldiers and horses could not enter the body of the Arhat just now was not because it offended the majesty of Buddhism, but because of the black smoke-like ghost just now. Looking at it this way, the Arhat we are currently in The inside of the hall is actually just a room with four walls and a roof, which does not pose any threat to this ghost at all. According to previous experience, this ghost has been dormant for thousands of years, but it reawakened when we triggered the Seven Evils Pass. Perhaps from that time on, it has been waiting for our visit and has already been ready for a battle.
It refused to come out, and we didn't dare to risk going in, so we could only remain in a stalemate. Qin Bukong asked me, are you sure you can quickly reach in and pull out the thing wrapped in red silk? Do all this before the ghost has a chance to attack you? I glared at Qin Bukong and said, "Are you kidding? Why don't you do it? This ghost has made it clear that he will fight with us to the end. Aren't you going to join us to die?" Qin Bukong said, but it is like a puddle of water, flowing so slowly. If you start faster, maybe it can be done.
I shook my head and told Qin Bukong that first of all, I didn't know if the stone box we were looking for was under the red silk cloth. Secondly, even if it was, it was very heavy and I couldn't use my fists like this. There is no guarantee that it can be pulled out of the place, let alone avoid the attacks of ghosts. Thirdly, even if I really pull him out, since this guy is a ghost guarding the gate, he will definitely chase him out. Will it cause an uproar by then? Even if we can deal with it better outside, if it crushes the wooden frame when it comes out, the three of us will be crushed to death by the bronze statue. Who can say for sure?
I'm not lying, this is what worries me the most. Although the copper body is hollow, the weight of the metal is there after all. The wooden frame underneath was built in 1902. After so many decades, it may no longer be able to support it. The frame is only as thick as my arm. When we were welding the base just now, The shelves all make the sound of creaking and aging wood. If I die in the hands of ghosts, I will at most be unwilling to do so, but if I am smashed to death, I will probably feel very embarrassed.
Qin Bukong saw that I disagreed, so he stopped talking to me. After thinking about it, he asked me to lay out a five-meter array directly under the base of the bronze statue. I said that this array would be useless against this ghost. What to do. Qin Bukong shook his head and said, there is no way. Now there is only one move. You set up the formation first, and then I will try to let the Gu go in to investigate. I thought there might be a way. Compared with soldiers and horses, Qin Bukong's poison was indeed more powerful. Maybe it could break in. So I started to lay out the rice formation. After everything was ready, Qin Bukong began to recite the mantra and shake the Gu bell in his hand.
Qin Bukong's movement of shaking the Gu bell was like dancing, but due to the relatively small space, the way he squatted on the ground looked a bit funny, but now was not the time to joke, so I didn't say anything, and followed a burst of rustling. A rustling sound sounded, and then passed over my head. I felt that Qin Bukong's Gu had entered the bronze statue. Moreover, what he summoned this time was not the snake Gu that he was always good at, but the kind with many legs. For hard-shelled animals such as centipedes or scorpions, the sound made by the collision of the hard shell and the copper body is clear and crisp.
But just when I wanted to give Qin Bukong a thumbs up and say that your tricks are more powerful, suddenly a scream of "squeak" came from the bronze statue above my head. It felt like a mouse. It was like the last cry after being crushed by something heavy, and then there was no more movement. I couldn't help but tilt my head and look in, only to see a small, round thing falling rapidly towards me from far to near. Instinctively, I quickly dodged. This time I dodged, only to realize that this round little thing was actually a drop of water. As for where this drop of water came from, I don’t know, but this drop of water is black like ink. When it drops on the ground, a burst of black smoke rises, as if black water is dropped on a hot iron, and it instantly dies. It was evaporated, leaving only a black mark the size of a coin on the rice array on my ground.
I can't imagine what would happen if the drop of black water just fell on my face. It looked very hot and would probably disfigure me. While I was thinking about this, the water drops continued to drip down. There were about ten drops, and then suddenly stopped and stopped dripping down. At this time, Qin Bukong continued to shake the Gu bell in his hand. After shaking it intermittently a few times, he put away the Gu bell and shook his head and said to us, my poison has been destroyed. Those black water droplets just now are either this. The "blood" of the black ghost, or my poison was melted. If it is blood, it means that my poison still hurt it, and its death was not in vain.
After getting to know Qin Bukong, I know how time-consuming the refining of Gu is, but once it becomes a Gu, it will become extremely powerful, demonstrating the value of the previous days of training. The Gu creature released by Qin Bukong said goodbye to the world silently in just ten seconds. The power of this ghost is really extraordinary.
I felt a little scared, and turned to look at Songzi. He also looked completely confused, even a little absent-minded. I was about to propose that we retreat first and go to a safe place to think of a more complete solution, when suddenly there was a gentle cough from the top of my head.
The sound was so soft that I couldn't even tell whether it was a boy or girl, old or young. It was just that the sound came from the copper body. After several collisions in a bell-shaped environment, it reached my ears. Accompanied by a buzzing echo. I thought I heard it wrong, but looking at the expressions of Songzi and Qin Bukong, it seemed that everyone heard the voice.
It is, but why is it coughing? Is it to attract our attention, or did Qin Bukong's poison really hurt it just now? When I thought of this, I lowered my head and looked at the marks left by those black water droplets that landed on my rice array. It feels like the black mark is actually darker and lighter. It doesn't seem like an ordinary liquid evaporates, but more like something solid has broken into a pile of black powder here. So I stretched out the little finger of my left hand and gently applied a little to my fingertip, trying to bring it closer to my eyes to see clearly. But at this moment, I suddenly felt a sharp pain on the tip of my little finger. The pain was like It was as if my hand, which had been frozen in the cold winter, was suddenly caught between the hard gaps of the drawer.
Fingers connected to my heart, this pain came without warning, and my brain was instantly congested. Before I could scream, I suddenly felt a smell a bit like sulfur and gunpowder in my nose. It's a bit fishy, much like the way I used to smell my own sneeze when I didn't cover myself with a quilt at night. I always felt like if I took one more sniff, I would be infected immediately.
I habitually held my breath quickly, but I found that the smell was not something I "smelled" at all. It was more like a tube was inserted into my nose and poured directly into my nasal cavity. This overwhelming feeling made me kneel down on my knees, and then I pinched my nose with my hands desperately, but the feeling became stronger and stronger deep in my nasal cavity and throat, and I suddenly felt a wave of nausea. The whole half of my head felt swollen, starting from my cheekbones upwards. The bloating feeling quickly expanded in less than a second and turned into a kind of pain. I heard Song Zi and Qin Bukong in my ears. The shouting with a slow and deep effect, but the whole picture they saw in my eyes was getting darker and darker. When it got dark to a certain level, it started to turn red. It seemed that my eyes were already filled with blood, and soon they My eyes were about to burst out from the pressure, splattering them with blood.
I couldn't help but started to scream, but found that I couldn't scream. It felt like I had swallowed a big date alive and it was stuck in my throat. It hurt me, but I could breathe smoothly. The fishy smell after sneezing continued to linger in my nasal cavity, and my head was in pain. The Baihui point on the top of my head was throbbing with pain as my heartbeat was already accelerating. I didn't know why at the time. , I actually wanted to hit my head against a sharp object so that I could bleed a little, and maybe then it wouldn’t hurt so much.
In just a few seconds, I went from being a fine person to rolling to the ground, holding my head and rolling in pain. The rice array I had worked so hard to set up earlier was all disrupted by my actions at the moment. . At this time, I felt like my hands and feet were being grabbed by someone. In my daze, I seemed to see Qin Bukong and Songzi pressing my body together, while Qin Bukong was hiding his third penis in his beard. Two mouths came close to my ears, and then they chanted a lot of Miao language towards me. The pitch and speed were very strange. It sounded very much like the kind of ventriloquism in a juggling troupe, not from the throat. The sound was strange. Any sound I heard at that time was dull and very slow, as if the record player had played to the end, the disk speed had slowed down, and the sound had also changed. It seems weird. But Qin Bukong spoke to me with his second mouth. Although I couldn't understand him, I heard every word clearly.
So I slowly calmed down. The feeling of swelling in my head was still there, but my heart calmed down because of this. It wasn't that I didn't want to struggle, but that I was completely unable to struggle at this moment. All kinds of strange and incomprehensible sounds came out of my ears like a blowout. My body was limp and powerless, and half of my face was pressed against the ground. I could even smell the dust on the ground that penetrated my nostrils due to my breathing. the taste of.
In a daze, I saw Qin Bukong holding a sharp dagger in his hand and stabbing it towards my head.
