I remember that the first time Ling Jiang used Zhan Xing Kui, she wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth on Zhang Hazi's bamboo knife. I didn't do this because I was in the water, and the blood flowing from the soles of my feet had already been integrated into the water, and naturally it was smeared on the bamboo strips.
My hands and fingers were flying, and although my mouth couldn't make a sound because I was in the water, I was chanting in my throat: The morning star is too white, the stars are calming, the bright moon is in the sky, the zang is growing...
Every time I read a sentence, I felt as if my head had been hit hard by a heavy hammer. In an instant, I became dizzy and felt that the whole small world was spinning rapidly. It was many times more uncomfortable than motion sickness. .
Even my fingers began to slow down uncontrollably as the chanting increased. It was as if my ten fingers were entangled with invisible threads, making it impossible for me to form the seal smoothly.
In addition, the range where the heavy hammer fell also expanded downwards as the chanting increased, including the head, chest, lower abdomen... so that when I reached the back, I felt as if I had just experienced a car accident, and my mouth could not help but spitting out mouthfuls of blood.
I knew that if I continued, I would definitely end up unhappy. But now it's no longer up to me to weigh the pros and cons, because if I can't save Zhang Hazi, I can at least choose to die with him.
In that case, he wouldn't be too lonely when he was trapped in this strange river. At least he would have me, Ha Tudu, to accompany him.
But it is a pity that I have seen Ling Jiang prepare to use Zhan Xingkui three times, but every time she was about to start to use it, she was interrupted by others. This resulted in me only knowing the starting position, and the subsequent mudra and formula. So, I have no idea.
I have now finished all the mudras that I have seen made by Ling Jiang, but it is obvious that these are not complete Zhan Xing Kui Di, and naturally there is no way to solve the current problem. In fact, I myself suffered extremely serious backlash.
From the moment I read the first word in my throat, my consciousness began to gradually blur. Until I finished reading all the words that Ling Jiang had shown, my consciousness began to fade away, as if I was going to die in the next second. It's like disappearing completely from this world.
I seemed to see my body sinking gradually, and I still maintained the cross-legged posture of meditating. I saw that my hands were still forming mudra with difficulty, but the speed was not as fast as before, as if they were moving slowly. I knew that my soul was being pulled out of my body.
I saw the sinister people surrounding me before, and for some reason, they began to retreat in fear. However, there were still those who were unwilling to give up and tried to go up and pry my fingers apart, but as soon as they touched my fingers, they suddenly retracted as if they had touched a flame.
Only then did I realize that once this Zhan Xingkui was used, the Yin people would have to stay away. But as my movements slowed down and stopped, those retreating Yin people seemed to have noticed something, and began to lean against me desperately, and tried to pry my fingers away.
One or two may not be a threat, but soon these sinister people seemed to have gone crazy, and they all rushed towards my body regardless of the matter. My hands, which were still forming seals slowly before, were also forcefully opened by them.
As a result, the Yin people who originally gave in became more aggressive, and they all crowded in. I also saw that the coffin was surrounded by Yin people. It seemed that they had discovered Zhang Hazi's existence and were preparing to compete with Zhu Dabiao for Zhang Hazi's scapegoat.
Is it really going to end like this? For the rest of the time, Zhang Hazi and I can only be trapped in this cold river and become crazy water ghosts?
My consciousness continued to fade, and pictures began to appear in front of me without any warning. I seemed to see how I saw Ling Jiang for the first time...
It was still early autumn, and the weather in Chongqing was still very warm. On that campus full of youthful vitality, she took my package and asked me what my relationship was with Luo Chaoting. Although she was dressed simply at that time, it could not hide her cold and delicate appearance.
I remember that although she took my package, she did not open it; I remember that she took me to her dormitory to meet the human fetus; I remember that in Zhangjiacun, I was the first person to get out of the giant bronze coffin. After jumping off and resting on her lap, she told me to be myself.
I remember what she said in the tomb of the Tusi King, "With you Luo Xiaoyang in this life, I will have no regrets even if I die a hundred times." I remember that after she said these words, she resolutely jumped into the mouth of bronze blood. Inside the coffin, use your own flesh and blood to completely seal the blood coffin...
I remember that the giant bronze coffin sank rapidly in the underground river. No matter how hard I tried, I could only watch it sink. That deep feeling of powerlessness tortured me day and night, and made me study craftsmanship almost nonstop for the past five years.
The scene suddenly changed, and I seemed to see Zhang Hazi again when I first met him. He dressed himself up like a scalper, and asked me in authentic Chongqing dialect if I wanted to buy his scalper ticket.
I remember that he noted me as 'Customer 132' on his mobile phone; I remember that I still owe him 10,000 yuan to this day; I remember that he knew that my hometown, Wangjia Village, was in danger, but he still followed him without hesitation. I walked in;
I remember that in the coffin tunnel, he used his soul state to return to heaven; I remember that in the underground palace, he told me in one breath that all the sinister black cats of my uncle had been devoured; I remember that in order to help me save Ling Jiang, he used a pair of eyes shed tears of blood;
I remember him sitting in the back hill of Laosicheng City, knowing that he had become an abandoned son of the craftsman family, knowing that all the efforts he had made in the first half of his life would be in vain, knowing that no one would remember him from now on, his eyes were filled with tears. The two lines of clear tears that came out;
I remember when he first met Wu Tinghan who came to test me after losing his craftsmanship, he still held a bamboo knife and said domineeringly, 'If you dare to kill him, I, Zhang Polu, swear to kill you for three generations! Do what you say! 'Domineering words;
I remember that I should have been hit by the coffin just now, but he still risked his life and pushed me out desperately. However, he himself was trapped in this desperate situation and could suffocate to death at any time...
Can't!
I will never allow this to happen!
I glanced at my sinking body surrounded by so many Yin people. I didn't know where the strength came from, but I subconsciously opened my mouth and shouted "The soul is back!"
After this sound, I felt like my neck was tied by some rope, pulling me towards my body. Soon, the warm feeling swept through my limbs, and my soul regained its strength. Back in the body.
I endured the dizziness and suddenly opened my eyes. Those memories were like meteors, passing through the dark field of vision in front of me, and then drifted past without looking back, and they were no longer visible.
I wanted to reach out and grab it, but I found that there were so many evil people around me that I couldn't catch it. And blurred together with this memory image, was the coffin containing Zhang Hazi. I know that I can't change the memory of the past. The only thing I can change is the present!
Enduring the severe pain of my flesh being torn apart, I pulled my hands out of the Yin people's mouths, then put my hands back on my chest, with my palms folded together.
And the moment my palms came together, I didn't know if it was an illusion, but I seemed to see Ling Jiang again, and saw her sitting in front of me, just like she did five years ago, meditating with her feet crossed, her hands on her chest, and starting from the beginning. Start looking at the mudra of the stars and the ground.
I followed her pace almost subconsciously, forming the handprints I had seen before, as well as the following handprints I had never seen before: Mingfeng in the bamboo, Baiju food court, transformed into vegetation, reaching all directions …
Every time I read a sentence, I felt like a hole would open in my soul. As the muttering increased, I saw that the river water in front of me was already bright red. I knew that it was the blood coming out of my seven orifices.
I know without thinking that if I continue, I may be able to save Zhang Hazi, but I will definitely die. However, the movement of my hands does not slow down at all, and I continue to form seals quickly, and the words in my throat continue to silently mutter: This is the end of it. The body and hair, the four elements and five constant elements...looking at the stars and looking at the earth, hundreds of ghosts can ward off changes!
As soon as I finished speaking, I saw Ling Jiang in front of me smile fondly on me, and then her figure disappeared, never to be seen again. Instead of being hysterical, I put my index fingers together and moved forward slightly.
In just an instant, the sinister people surrounding Zhang Hazi and I's coffins completely dissipated like green fire burning without leaving any ashes.
As the Yin people gradually dispersed, I saw that the lid of the coffin containing Zhang Hazi seemed to jump up. Then a familiar figure kicked open the lid of the coffin and jumped out like an arrow from inside...
Watching him emerge from the water and breathe heavily, I couldn't help but reveal a faint smile: Zhang Hazi, I owe you so much in the past five years, and I can finally pay you back once.
After thinking about it, I felt top-heavy and my whole body was light and airy. It seemed that I was separated from my body again, following the water waves and slowly leaving downstream. And my body slowly sank toward the bottom of the river.
In my daze, I seemed to hear Zhang Hazi's iconic mantra again. He said, I will make you a descendant in my house, and you will be a bad boy. I am a dignified Yuzhou Zhang Hazi, and I want you to save Mai. ? If you die, what will I do to your mother-in-law?
After he finished cursing, he dove into the water and swam towards my body. Looking at his vigorous movements, the smile at the corner of my mouth widened again: In this world, I can live without me, Luo Xiaoyang, but I cannot live without you, Zhang Polu.
Then, a wave of sleepiness came over me, and I couldn't hold it any longer, so I closed my eyes and started to drift with the flow. I'm tired, everything in the world has nothing to do with me anymore. I just don’t know if I can follow this river and find Ling Jiang trapped in the underground river.
If you can, then you will really die without regrets.
'Ring ring ring...'
A clear bell rang, and my neck was tied tightly again. A huge force pulled me upstream, and finally I went straight out of the water. The next second, I saw a figure on the shore, holding a bamboo strip knife and knocking the soul-calming bell around my neck over and over again...
It’s great to have you Zhang Hazi in this world.
