The next moment, the ground beneath the statue of the protector suddenly sank with two stomps, revealing an exit half embedded in the ground. Jiang Tian couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. It turned out that this Vajra Girl was actually a very clever counterweight mechanism.
He said hello, and several Kingo disciples immediately came running. So Jiang Tian asked other people to guard the surroundings and asked a few armored soldiers with the best protection to go down first to explore the way.
After a while, sporadic collisions, chasing, smashing, rolling sounds, and faint screams of pain and screams were heard; the next moment, a bald man with a bruised nose and swollen face and disheveled robes was pushed out, but The second, the third...the fifth.
It's just that these bald heads with bruised noses and swollen faces still have the obvious smell of makeup, wine and meat, and some people have bare legs or only wear a wrinkled jacket. Jiang Tian couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then sneered again. Did he discover some strange place?
Then, he went down to the underground secret room; he saw a rather spacious underground hall inside, with several compartments separated by screens, wooden walls and curtains. The floor was messy with daily utensils and some women's clothing scattered among them;
However, several Jinwu armored soldiers who were searching around among them quickly turned around, clenched their fists and saluted:
"I've seen the judgment."
"This must be a secret cave for these unruly thieves to indulge in sexual activities in private."
"Well, keep going and see what else you find."
Jiang Tian waved his hands calmly and said: "Mission Progress 29.7%" in his field of vision is still flashing; but compared to what was found in the underground ghost market, a group of fake monks gathered in a secret room to entertain themselves, it is really It's not a discovery worth taking seriously.
The next moment, he came to the innermost wall, in front of an ink portrait of Vimalakīrti (the Mahayana layman); however, the Vimalakīrti in the painting, with his tall forehead, deep eyes, leisurely and wise mind, was incompatible with the fullness of this interior. Now, the pink home-style environment is obviously a bit out of place.
Therefore, Jiang Tian did not hesitate to peel it off, immediately revealing the faint outlines and friction marks on the brick wall hidden behind it. He once again called to the Jinwu armored soldiers who had finished searching and were on standby: "Come over and take a look."
I saw two armored soldiers pushing in the opposite direction along the traces; the wall immediately recessed diagonally, revealing a shallow gap, and then a deep secret passage opened in the dust. Jiang Feng and the installation couldn't help but sigh, today they really had to deal with secret passages and secret rooms.
Follow this brick secret passage, and after walking about one hundred and sixty-seven steps, you will reach a brick wall at the end. Just looking at the new and different colors of the brick walls and corridors; Jiang Tian turned to Jinwu Jiabing, who was groping for the edge of the wall, trying to find the mechanism:
"Can you try to break it open?"
"it should be OK."
The leading Jinwu armored soldier banged his hand on the wall and replied: Then he called several Jinwu armored soldiers and took out small cantaloupe-like double hammers, maces, hammer-headed axes and other accessories from their backs. Debris flew and smashed against the joints on the brick surface.
After a while, several obvious cracks were made in this new and thin brick wall; then, as the corners lost their support, most of them suddenly collapsed inward. Behind the remaining broken wall, the wind lamp that penetrated once again illuminated a wooden door that was lightly covered with dust.
However, just as everyone stepped across the broken wall, a cursing voice suddenly came from behind the wooden door:
"What a good dog slave. I told you not to come back again these days."
"Now is the most critical moment in the temple. Do you want to come here to seek death?"
The next moment, the Jinwu armored soldier at the head suddenly slammed sideways, like a small battering ram, smashing the wooden door into pieces; it also knocked the person standing behind the door to the ground. , and the blood was stuck with many wooden thorns, and screamed in agony;
Following the screams of the fallen man, several bald heads holding iron staffs and swords rushed out of the room again. The moment they came face-to-face with the Jinwu armored soldiers, the buzzing hand crossbows penetrated their bodies one after another, and they screamed and spattered with blood.
The Jinwu armored soldiers then swarmed in and suppressed the wounded who fell to the ground without hesitation. They continued to use their maces to knock over the survivors with their swords and slashed them to death. They then rushed through the open door and killed them. Entering, it turned into a battle of screams and screams.
In an instant, Jiang Tian was able to cross several adjacent inner rooms and the corridor that ran through them; those bald heads lay scattered on the ground in a pool of blood; finally, after twists and turns, he arrived in front of a large door; And the sound of magical instruments and chanting were coming from the portal. valley
There are also curls of smoke from burning incense, spreading out bit by bit from the gaps in the space where the carved gods, demons and flying gods are painted. Then, as Jiang Tian poked open a crack with the tip of his sword, he saw a lively ritual scene, but the situation and atmosphere were a bit strange.
Because, inside, it is accompanied by the sound of chimes, drums and clouds. There are more than a dozen strong monks, holding various magical instruments such as wishful thinking, gold flowers, rosary beads, bodhi branches, treasure wheels, and double-headed bahts, walking and dancing around the sacred statue shrouded in gauze on a pillar niche in the center. chanting endlessly.
However, there is a sharp contrast with their solemn appearance, as well as their very pious expressions and chanting voices. Except for a painted mask of Bodhisattvas with anger, compassion, dignity, smile, etc., these monks have nothing else on their bodies.
Therefore, with their various movements of beating drums, singing and dancing, all kinds of ugly postures rippled in the air; it was almost blinding on the spot. Then Jiang Tiancai, who turned his attention, only met him as some kind of background for these naked monks' rituals.
Among the murals depicting pleasure, the great joy of love, and the great bliss, as well as the reliefs and statues in the shape of joy; all kinds of people are so lost in emotion that the noise and clamor happening outside are still dispersed. The smell of fresh blood could not affect them in the slightest.
Suddenly, the monks suddenly chanted "moo" and "fa" in unison, and the accompaniment of the drums and drums suddenly stopped. The leader, who was holding a dazzling gold and silver demon-conquering pestle and wearing a mask of Mahakala, suddenly took off his mask, revealing an old and powerful face.
Then, he saw this old monk with a face like chicken skin but a strong and healthy body without a trace of fat or flabby body. He walked up to the pillar niche. I saw him put on a new Vairocana crown that resembled a lotus platform and was exquisitely painted with Dharma. He also held the demon-conquering pestle that was only as thick as his forearm, piously and solemnly pushing aside the veil.
The next moment, Jiang Tian was able to see clearly that inside the pillar niche was enshrined an elephant-trunked Dharma protector with a body as jade-colored, a crown on his head and a necklace of flowers; it was the eldest son of the Supreme Isla Vina in Buddhist legend. Statue of Prince Yaka (the elephant-headed god Ganesha).
And in front of this huge Vinayaka statue, there is a Bodhisattva-like concubine sitting cross-legged with her hands on her knees, a colorful gauze bun, and a necklace of armbands; she is life-size, so she looks like a real figure. Graceful and graceful, the texture is as crystal clear as snow; it has a blasphemous impulse.
Wait, live like a real person? The next moment, Jiang Tian suddenly came to his senses and looked at the statue of Ming Fei carefully. As the old monk holding a demon-conquering pestle and a compassionate and solemn face slowly approached, the statue of the concubine Ming, who was stiff and motionless, suddenly shed tears.
Suddenly there was a bang in Jiang Tian's mind, as if something exploded; the three views cultivated under the red flag of socialism, as well as his understanding of the dark history of Tibetan Buddhism before liberation, made him understand all of a sudden , what on earth is this.
"Do it, no one will be spared."
The next moment Jiang Tian gritted his teeth and ordered the Jinwu armored soldiers behind him; he pressed his hand on the entire carved and painted door, and it suddenly burst open from the outside to the inside. In an instant, the splashing fragments hit the nearest naked monk, and he fell to the ground in a bloody and wailing form.
And in the smoke caused by the fire caused by the overturned lamps and curtains, Jiang Tian had already appeared in front of the Vinayaka statue. The purple electric stabbing sword in his hand was pointed at the old monk in fine clothes; and the old monk, who was no longer solemn, suddenly changed his color and roared "Dragon Elephant Banruo."
Suddenly, his extremely lean figure suddenly grew stronger; he unintentionally made a deep crack with a crack on the heavy sacred table he enshrined. The next moment, he suddenly threw the Demon-Conquering Pestle with his backhand, whistling like the wind, and penetrated into the pillar niche.
However, he himself suddenly flew away amidst the unbearable crackling sound of the divine case; and then he knocked down two Jinwu armored soldiers who were blocking the road and fell to the ground; even his breastplate was dented. Go down. Seeing him, he was about to rush out of the door and disappear into the outside world.
However, Jiang Tian, who was faster than him but deliberately came behind him, just jumped a few steps and flew away to catch up; instead of disappearing into another corridor in the distance; when Lin Jiulang hurriedly When he led people to catch up, what he saw was blood dripping in the corridor.
Then, it turned into blood spraying on the four walls; finally, at a corner, I saw a large pool of fresh blood flowing out. At the corner, the old monk, who had regained his leanness, was struggling on the ground with his lower body covered in blood; the tendons of his hands and feet had been severed.
At this time, Jiang Tian, who had no blood on his body, smiled apologetically at them and said:
"I'm really sorry that I couldn't keep my hand, but it's not dead at all. I'll drag him back and get him treated. Maybe we can get some confessions."
"yes!"
The next moment, both Lin Jiulang and the others, as well as the Jinwu armored soldiers, involuntarily took a step back and straightened their bodies solemnly:
So, when the progress of the mission increased by at least three percentage points, Jiang Tian, holding on to the only apparent gain; when he walked out of another exit from this filthy underground place, he found himself in a place called Wakabayashi. In the apse of the temple.
