Embers Ad Infinitum

Hearing Jiang Baimian's question, "Garibaldi"'s body involuntarily trembled again, and it took him a long time to swallow his saliva and said:

"She, she is a mixed race, not very beautiful, but very tasteful. Any expression of hers can make you, make you..."

"Garibaldi" glanced at the two ladies in front of him and couldn't continue.

"Can it make you have desires?" Bai Chen asked quite directly.

"Yes, yes." "Garibaldi" lowered his head in shame, "Even if you are extremely tired, you will still feel it."

"The fact that you're not dead yet means you're in good health." Bai Chen commented coldly.

Long Yuehong imagined the scene at that time and felt that "Garibaldi" might not be able to recover in a year and a half.

Jiang Baimian rolled his eyes, looked at the ceiling of the room and said:

"Describe your appearance in detail."

"Garibaldi" composed himself and began to remember.

Based on his words, the "Old Tune Team" obtained the general appearance of the ambusher:

He is less than 1.7 meters tall, with long, curly black hair, light brown eyes, and no obvious features on his nose and lips. If it weren't for his unique temperament and good figure, he would be lost in the crowd when walking on the street. kind.

And this lady's temperament is not always so unique. She is restrained most of the time, but she just looks more charming.

As for what her name was, "Garibaldi" didn't know. He only knew that Old K called her "The Feeler."

At the same time, "Garibaldi" also heard Old K talking to another "feeler" outside the door. His attitude towards that person was obviously different from his attitude towards this one.

Both parties are women, but Lao K's attitude is respectful and respectful. The difference is obvious.

Therefore, "Garibaldi" suspected that the man who ambushed the "Old Tune Group" was a special one among the "feelers" of the "Holy Desire" sect, and might be promoted to a higher rank at any time.

"They still take us seriously." Jiang Baimian sighed after hearing this.

The "we" here do not refer to the "Old Tune Group", but to "Pangaea Creatures".

Because the "Holy Desire" sect is not targeting Jiang Baimian and others. According to all the information, they have already left the city. Otherwise, based on the previous performances of the "Old Tune Group", the person who came will not be a Zen Naga. The "feelers" who are scared away must be the awakened ones at the "soul corridor" level.

Normally, the intelligence network of a large force on the enemy side emphasizes secrecy, means and channels rather than strength. When the "Holy Desire" sect was fishing for other intelligence agents of "Pangu Creatures", they sent such a "feeler" The best among them is indeed worthy of attention.

Jiang Baimian looked at "Garibaldi" and asked other questions:

"What exactly did you confess?"

"Garibaldi" suddenly became ashamed, lowered his head, blushed, and stammered:

"Everything that needs to be said has been said...

"I, I don't want to, you don't understand, in that situation, in order to be satisfied, in order not to endure the terrible suffering, I can even hurt myself, I can do anything, she, she is like a demon from the abyss. "

Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time, expressing their incomprehension.

Jiang Baimian controlled his expression and nodded:

"It's better to go over everything you've been told so that the higher-ups don't overlook some issues."

Seeing that his colleague across from him did not blame himself, "Garibaldi" softened his mood a little and recounted exactly what he had told the "Holy Desire" sect.

As he spoke, he suddenly fell into a daze, yawned several times in succession, and his eyes seemed to be filled with tears and runny nose.

His body was slightly twisted, as if he was in some kind of pain.

Seeing this, Jiang Baimian sighed and turned his head to look at Shang Jianyao.

Shang Jianyao stepped forward, raised his fist, and knocked out "Garibaldi" with a bang.

The "Old Tune Team" then tied "Garibaldi" tightly with ropes prepared for survival in the wild, then gagged his mouth and threw him on the bed.

Not long after, "Garibaldi" woke up and kept twisting and struggling, but no one paid attention to him.

After he calmed down a little, Jiang Baimian said:

"Be patient, you don't want to be ruined, right?"

"Garibaldi" knew that he was addicted, but he couldn't control it and wanted to bang his head against the wall.

Jiang Baimian turned to look at his team members:

"If you tolerate it a few times and have a certain foundation, some of the company's drugs will be able to work, and it will not be so easy to do it again in the future."

She was clearly explaining to Shang Jianyao and others, but actually she was giving "Garibaldi" hope.

People who fall into the hands of the "Holy Desire" sect may not die, but sometimes, it is worse than death.

With "Garibaldi" struggling painfully, the "Old Tune Group" stayed in the room until ten o'clock in the evening.

An ordinary gray monk came to deliver supper, oatmeal with bland sausages.

"Let's rest." Jiang Baimian glanced at the remaining two beds, as if he didn't need to say more about how to allocate them.

At this moment, her eyes flashed, and she saw a deep corridor, and saw gray-robed monks hurried forward with their hands clasped together.

This overlaps with the scene in the room, but is distinct.

"Did you see it?" Jiang Baimian asked in a deep voice.

"Many 'towers'." Shang Jianyao answered.

At the same time, Jiang Baimian also noticed that the walls around the room seemed to become illusory, reflecting Buddhist pagodas, iron towers, and steelmaking "towers"...

The changes continued. Long Yuehong felt that she had attracted the attention of many people and saw different scenes:

There are dark corridors, simple rooms, futons, monks gathered together, statues of Buddha, Bodhisattva and King Ming on the outer wall of Sikaluo Temple, and night scenes of the streets around the temple... …

They overlapped one after another, causing Bai Chen, Shang Jianyao and others to feel unstoppable dizziness.

"This is..." Jiang Baimian recalled the Buddhist scriptures and old world entertainment materials that he had crammed in, and said with a slight frown, "'Celestial Vision'? Someone allowed us to obtain 'Celestial Vision' and see the scenes that all the monks in the temple saw respectively? "

Bang bang bang, Shang Jianyao didn't forget to applaud at this time, he looked excited.

After a short wait, the four members of the "Old Tune Group" "saw" the gray-robed monks gathering in the main hall where the Buddha statue was sitting.

They are mainly from Honghe. Some have bald heads, some have short hair, and their eyes have various colors.

Here is Jhānagā.

Jiang Baimian not only saw a monk sitting in front of the Buddha statue through the eyes of the Zen master, but also saw the Zen master through the eyes of others.

The monk sitting upright in front of the Buddha is very old, his cheek muscles are severely drooped, and his eyebrows are completely white.

He swept his green eyes and said with a smile:

“When you see your consciousness as crystal, you see the Tathagata.

"I have entered the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss of my Buddha Bodhi. I will allow you to gain eyesight and see a new world."

The old monk stood up as he spoke, and the scene in front of Jiang Baimian and others changed again:

The centerpiece is the dark, wide and deep main hall. Outside the main hall, buildings stand one after another. The outer layers seem to be covered with colored glass, and their shapes are like tall towers or tall towers.

Between these buildings, bridges span the sky, and vehicles flow continuously, and the people inside are all worshiping Buddha.

At this time, pieces of shredded paper of different colors fell in the air, and groups of dreamy and blurry brilliance bloomed.

Surrounded by them, there is a crystal-like sun.

Under the sun is a tall tower that penetrates into the clouds.

In the wide and dark hall, all the monks chanted the Buddha's name in unison:

"Namo Anuttarasamyaksambodhi..."

In such a scene, the old monk had reached the top floor of Xikaluo Temple at some point.

He stood on the edge, looked at the monks with his "clairvoyance", smiled slightly and said:

"I will cut off the skin, break through the illusion, and enter a new world."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old monk suddenly jumped out.

His figure fell rapidly and hit the ground with a thud.

Jiang Baimian and others saw the old monk lying at the bottom of the steps in the rapidly fading vision, with his head half-split, bright red and milky white flowing together, rapidly exaggerating.

"..." At this moment, all members of the "Old Tune Team", including Shang Jianyao, were stunned.

The previous part they saw just now could barely be called fantastic, dreamlike, solemn and sacred, but now it feels like a murder case or a ghost story.

Is this just cutting off the skin of the body? Why is it so evil and terrifying? Long Yuehong had some inexplicable suspicion that the monks in the temple would pull off the human skin masks on their faces at any time, revealing the cyan faces and white fangs hidden underneath.

After a few seconds, everything he saw disappeared. Shang Jianyao sighed and said:

"Why not hang yourself?"