Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures

What happened was a big clock that was fifty meters away from us. When I jumped down, I could vaguely see it clasped on the floor. It's just that all the attention at that time was on the red-haired monster and the black cat, and he didn't take this bell to heart. When Monk Xiao pierced the living corpse just now, Hao Wenming had already passed by and saw that the bell had changed.

It was only after a few of us passed that we could see clearly that it was a bronze bell, covered with patina, and it was not clear how old it was. Po Jun took off an oil lamp from the wall, and by the light of the oil lamp at a close distance, one could see strange characters carved under the patina. At the place where the bronze bell is facing us, a gap of fifteen and six centimeters has been opened. Although the eye of the sky is gone, I can still see that the scene around the gap has begun to be distorted irregularly.

When Monk Xiao said the place where something went wrong, the eight achievements refer to this gap. Fatty Sun stopped a long way away, and I hesitated, standing behind the broken army, and retreated to a place ten meters away from the bronze bell. Monk Xiao and Hao Wenming held their breath, looked at the gap for more than half a minute, and the two took a few steps back. After reaching a safe position, Monk Xiao let out a sigh of relief and said, "I couldn't see this gap just now. It's only a few minutes? The opening is so big. His grandma's, it's an evil!"

Hao Wenming said next to him: "I was shocked when I saw it just now. That unlucky Eight Achievement was recruited here. He was standing by the side when the bronze bell was cracked. He was breathless when he was breathing. "

"Two leaders, what does this clock do? There is still this layer of purple-wavy fog-like gas floating on it. It looks very scary!" Seeing that there was no danger, Fatty Sun came over cautiously and stood. Said behind me. But the fog he said, why can't I see it at all?

Fatty Sun's words shocked Hao Wenming and Xiao Monk. Director Hao didn't believe it a little, and widened his eyes and said, "Can you see the fog floating outside the Soul Rejuvenation Clock? Great Sage, what else can you see? Can you see the fog in several layers?"

"Isn't it just fog? Still stratification?" Fatty Sun muttered a few words with his small eyes, looked at the bronze bell for a while, and finally shook his head and said, "Hao Tou, what are you talking about? It’s good to be able to see a little bit faintly. Why can’t I see that the fog can be layered? Not me, Hao Tou, if you make it clearer, what is the layering method?"

"Little Fatty, don't look at it if you don't see it. What else can you see except this clock?" Monk Xiao also became interested in Fatty Sun. Fatty Sun scratched his scalp and said, "It's the same as before, no more, no less." I added for him: "The Great Sage's eye does not seem to have changed. He could see and hear what I could not see or hear before. "

Hao Wenming saw that I didn’t seem to be talking nonsense. He turned to Fatty Sun and said, "Dasheng Sun, can you see why you didn’t say it earlier?" Fatty Sun was aggrieved and said, "You didn’t ask me? How did I know Should I say something or not?"

"Forget it." Monk Xiao waved his hand to Hao Wenming, turned and said to Fatty Sun, "Little Fatty, it doesn't matter if the fog is divided into several layers. Come and see the trend of this layer of fog. Just tell me. It’s okay, don’t worry, you’ll be fine if you stand here and hold your breath.” Watching Fatty Sun drowsily, he didn’t move forward. Monk Xiao explained: “Death is only going through the nose and mouth. Qiqiao. As long as you don't breathe in at this opening at close range. Come and see, where is the movement of the fog?"

Fatty Sun hesitated, and finally walked over, suffocated, and circled the bronze bell. He watched for more than two or three minutes, until the unhealthy redness of pig blood appeared on his face, and he immediately went back. After a dozen steps back, I felt it was almost done, and then panted with his mouth open.

Before Fatty Sun can breathe well, Monk Xiao said: "Little Fatty, how do you understand? What is the trend of the fog?" "The trend of the fog...The trend of the fog...I can't tell." Sun The fat man breathed and whispered. Before Monk Xiao and Hao Wenming changed their faces, he said again: "However, I see a whirl of fog here." When he said this, Fatty Sun had already reached out to the side of the gap. A location.

"There is Xuan'er here?" Monk Xiao pointed at the place where Fatty Sun had pointed, "Is the center of Xuan'er here?" "One more centimeter to the left, don't move, it's here." Guiding, Monk Xiao pointed his finger at a point, don't have the sweater needle with one hand, and started to drill down the point where he was pointing.

This action was much more difficult than he had just pierced the skull of a living corpse. When Monk Xiao worked hard, the sweater needles had already begun to bend. Fortunately, it was tough enough, and the sweater needles became straight again when Monk Xiao relieved his strength. I tried several times, not to mention piercing the bronze bell, and I didn't even leave a mark.

Monk Xiao patted the bronze bell and said: "Good copper, this is really not a fake, the soul-relief clock is the soul-rejuvenation clock." After speaking, he bit his thumb holding the sweater needle and placed it on the tip of the needle. Stained with some blood, he sucked the wound in his mouth for a long time, and then facing the position of "Xuan'er", he opened his mouth and sprayed out a mouthful of blood mixed with saliva.

The moment the blood sprayed onto the bronze bell, there was a tendency for rust to aggravate where the blood was splashed. With this bite of blood, the sweater needle in Monk Xiao's hand went to the bronze bell again. He heard "Hey yue ......" A harsh voice sounded, and the sweater needle went into the bronze bell, and more than half of it went in.

"You all go back!" Monk Xiao turned around and shouted to us. When he saw us retreating to the corner, Monk Xiao took a sigh of relief and suddenly pulled out the sweater needle from the bronze bell. The moment the sweater needle pulled out the bronze bell, Monk Xiao had already turned around and ran back, running to our side before daring to breathe again.

I just wanted to ask Monk Xiao what he was doing. Before the words could be spoken, I felt a pungent air flow from my mouth, nose, ears and eyes to the outside, making me stretch my neck, like a large bowl of Japanese wasabi poured in my mouth and swallowed it. , The feeling that happened instantly.

Except for Fatty Sun, everyone else reacted similarly to me. The feeling of breaking the army seemed to be stronger. He had already covered his face and squatted on the ground, his hair standing up one by one.

However, when this discomfort disappeared, and when I looked at the surrounding scenery, the original hazy scene had now become clear. I looked back at the monk Xiao who was still rubbing his face and stroking his hair, and said, "Master Xiao, this is the prohibition you mentioned before? What is the origin of this clock? Death comes out from inside, and there is something that can cover our eyes. Prohibition?"

"You keep quiet, it shook my ears." Monk Xiao digs out his ears and said to me, "This is too fierce, and my old bones are still a bit uncomfortable. Little Lazi, you speak slowly." Seeing him like this, I had to lower my voice and make a long story short: "Master Xiao, what's the matter with this clock?"

Monk Xiao nodded, and said: "I can't say that for a long time." As he said, he turned his head and raised his chin to the bronze bell, and said: "Have you heard of the soul town bell?" Seeing me shaking his head, he said again. "Just this big guy. Do you know what the clock did in ancient times?" I thought for a moment, but I was still not sure: "Musical instrument?"

"It's one kind," said Monk Xiao, "but have you ever heard of a penalty called Zhong kill?" I didn't bother to think about it, and sighed and said, "Master Xiao, I'm not Baidu, everything I know. Just say it, don’t sell it."

Monk Xiao curled his lips, snorted, and said, "Baidu? It also needs to know..." In this way, Consultant Xiao formally talked about the origin of the Soul Rejuvenation Clock.

During the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period, the spread of Buddhism in China reached its peak, with hundreds of thousands of Buddhist temples and monasteries all over the country. Because of the Buddhist theory of reincarnation, a considerable number of high-ranking officials at that time donated huge amounts of money and land to the temple in order to reincarnate in the next life and enjoy prosperity and wealth. For a period of time, this trend was quite popular. Until the founding of the People’s Republic of China in the later Zhou Dynasty, three or four out of ten Buddhist temples in the country were occupied.

Because at that time temple property had the privilege of exemption from taxation, this was a bit jealous for the post-Zhou Dynasty, who had just established the country and was financially stretched. This is not the case. The change of dynasty requires a new coin to be coined, but the copper for coining cannot be collected. Under investigation, it was discovered that the brass that was originally used to make money was sent to temples and temples everywhere, where bronze Buddhas and various types of artifacts were cast.

After Zhou Shizong's emperor Chai Rong was furious when he learned of the incident, he issued nine imperial decree overnight, and a vigorous movement to destroy the Buddha kicked off. From then on, all monks and nuns were ordered to return to the vulgar, temple properties were confiscated, and various brass instruments and bronze Buddhas were destroyed. The 30,336 Buddhist temples under the jurisdiction of the Zhou Dynasty were all demolished or other ways.