Human Shackles

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"Hello, masters." Wei Zhen greeted them, walked to the end and found a seat in the corner to sit down. Next to him was a young monk wearing a white monk's robe.

The monk had a handsome face and a book in his hand. After Wei Zhen came over, he immediately moved to the side and made way for a seat. He looked at the tabby cat in his arms, with a strange look in his eyes, and said softly: "Donor This war beast is full of spirituality, and its growth in the future will definitely be limitless."

There were too many people in the car and their auras were strong. The tabby cat moved around uncomfortably. Wei Zhen stretched out his hand to scratch its belly and replied with a smile: "Thank you for the compliment."

The young lama nodded and looked at the sheepskin book in his hand.

As the motorcade headed north, there were endless mountains and hills on both sides of the road, without any human habitation.

There was silence in the bus, Wei Zhen was too embarrassed to break the silence, and the sky gradually became dark.

The road was now very badly damaged. It was fine during the day, but it was impossible to move forward at night. The convoy stopped in an open space, and people got out of their cars and lit bonfires.

This team consisted of hundreds of people and was a large caravan. The monks in the bus were all hitchhikers like Wei Zhen.

Wei Zhen also saw the person speaking in front of him, a fairy-like girl wearing a long white dress.

The key thing is that there is a tiny gap between the girl's eyebrows, which looks like a scar. Although it is undetectable, Wei Zhen knows that there is an eye in the gap, and she is actually a three-eyed tribe.

The girl was also paying attention to him, or to be precise, she was paying attention to the tabby cat in his arms, and her big crystal clear eyes looked over from time to time.

Dahua noticed her gaze and bared his teeth in a threatening manner.

The young monk baked a rice ball and handed it to Wei Zhen: "Poor monk Aqiu, haven't you asked for the name of the benefactor?"

Wei Zhen knew that these monks were no ordinary people. They were all probably physical masters. He hurriedly took it and said, "My name is Wei Zhen. Master, where are you going?"

"We received an invitation from Master Yun to go to Beijing."

"Oh, that's just right. Let's go the same way."

The young monk looked at him, with a faint golden light flashing in his eyes, and asked softly: "Almsgiver Wei, this poor monk knows a little about the art of fortune-telling. I see that your body is not very healthy. It is not formed congenitally. It seems to be a replacement the day after tomorrow. However, I do not know why?"

Wei Zhen was astonished that the monk's eyesight was so sharp. He hesitated and said, "I won't hide it from you, master. I am a strange person. I have had no bones since I was a child. Later, a master of medicine used the bone replacement technique to replace my body with tiger bones. "

Aqiu said: "But the poor monk is a little abrupt, donor, please don't mind."

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At night, Wei Zhen was lying on the bus beside him, squinting his eyes as if he was still asleep.

The lamas around them are all powerful and obviously highly evolved. The young lamas among them are even more extraordinary. Those eyes seem to be able to see through everything. With so many powerful people around, even if they sleep in the wild, no evil beast dares to do so. attack.

Drowsily, he suddenly heard a strange noise in his ears. He slowly opened his eyes. The bonfire in the camp had been extinguished and the surroundings were pitch dark. However, his eyes were extremely sensitive to any tiny light, possessing the characteristics of a feline. Such keen vision.

There was nothing unusual in the camp, but the sound was still intermittent. Gradually, the sound became clearer. Wei Zhen frowned and listened carefully. The sound seemed to come from the ground, rising and falling, like some kind of knocking. The sound of hitting.

The young monk was lying on the ground in a weird posture, a bit like a reclining Buddha. He also heard the movement, his face became solemn, he took out a wooden fish from his arms and sat cross-legged on the ground, and tapped it with a "dong" sound.

Although the sound was small, it seemed to penetrate directly into people's hearts. Everyone in the camp woke up instantly. The middle-aged man who led the team hurriedly pulled out the long knife from behind, glanced into the night, and asked with some confusion: "What's wrong? ?”

The girl in white next to him looked pale, but she forced herself to calm down and said, "The inner demon is here."

The monks each took out wooden fish one by one from their backpacks, and sat down cross-legged around Aqiu with solemn expressions, but did not knock, as if they were waiting for something.

There was another "dong" sound from deep underground. As the sound sounded, it was as if tiny ants suddenly appeared and kept crawling in people's hearts.

Wei Zhen's expression changed, something was using weird sonic power to attack them.

"Boom."

Aqiu also began to knock the wooden fish in his hand. The sound of the wooden fish was clear and sweet, which was exactly opposite to the dull sound of the wooden fish in the ground. The tingling feeling in everyone's heart was slightly relieved.

At this time, the sound of wooden fish in the ground suddenly began to ring continuously. The sound was inconsistent, sometimes long and sometimes paused. Everyone's hearts were attracted involuntarily. Gradually, they felt that their heartbeats were also pulled by the sound, and it became paused. , when it is rapid, it feels like the blood is about to break through the cerebral blood vessels, and when it is slow, it feels like the head is suffocating.

Everyone noticed something was wrong, but their bodies were completely out of control. They couldn't even move, and they couldn't help but break out in cold sweat.

Aqiu tried hard to knock the wooden fish, but his clear and crisp sound was completely drowned by the dull sound of the wooden fish in the ground. No sound could be heard. The other monks around him were even more unbearable, with large beads of sweat covering their faces. , even unable to knock the wooden fish.

After a while, the dull wooden fish sound began to become coherent again, becoming soothing and long, as if returning to the time when the baby was a baby, and the mother was humming a lullaby in the ears. Everyone couldn't help but reveal a smile on their faces, and closed their eyes deeply. eyes.

In an instant, everyone in the venue fell asleep except for the group of monks. If no one woke them up, they would sleep forever.

"Sound" is also called vibration. Any material or life is in vibration all the time, including thinking consciousness, which is also a vibration frequency.

The so-called sound path is actually a means to interrupt or guide this vibration. It has both physical and spiritual effects. It is a powerful means of killing people invisible.

After a while, even the Buddhist ascetics who focused on the growth of their spiritual will couldn't bear it any longer and fell asleep one after another. Only Monk Aqiu was still struggling to hold on.

"Boom."

Just when he was about to lose his support, a series of thunder suddenly sounded in the sky. The thunder seemed to contain a strong will to suppress everything, and everything in the world would succumb to it.

The sound of wooden fish was immediately disrupted and became less coherent. However, no matter how deafening the thunder was, it was never drowned out. On the contrary, it tried to correct itself several times, but it was always interrupted by the thunderous thunder at the critical moment. interrupt.

The two voices actually fell into a brief stalemate.

Everyone in the camp truly experienced a journey of being unable to wake up due to thunder. Every time they were about to wake up, they were hypnotized by the sound of wooden fish that followed.

After a while, a muffled groan came from the ground: "Who dares to ruin my great job!"

A circle of ripples appeared on the hard ground like water waves. A young monk with the same delicate features leaned out. He looked at the dark clouds gathering in the sky with some surprise.

Thunder does not occur naturally, but is controlled by humans, and the other party is also good at using sound to fight against enemies. What is even more frightening is that although he has mastered Buddhism's supreme secret technique of soul-soothing thunder, he cannot compete with thunder. That is the manifestation of the will of heaven and earth.

The dark clouds spread and brewed quietly, gradually completely covering the already pale moonlight.

Although he didn't see anyone, for some reason, he suddenly felt panicked. If he didn't leave, he would be in danger of death!

He drilled into the ground, and the soil continued to evade, and then quickly closed up after the person entered.

The young monk Aqiu opened his eyes and glanced at the sky with the same surprise. He threw the wooden fish in his hand on the ground. Green light quickly gathered on the wooden fish. The wooden fish immediately sprouted dense roots that penetrated into the ground. The earth shook violently. It was shaken for a while, and it took a while before calmness returned.

Aqiu looked at the sleeping people around him, breathed a long sigh of relief, bowed to the sky and said, "Thank you for saving me. Can you show me your benefactor?"

After a long time of no response, the dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and the moonlight began to shine on the earth again.

Everyone woke up one after another, as if they had collapsed, and it was extremely difficult to even move.

Wei Zhen woke up with a splitting headache. He first glanced at Dahua who was still sleeping beside him, and then asked Aqiu: "Master, what happened just now?"

Aqiu said solemnly: "We were attacked by a "demon". If we hadn't been rescued by an expert, we would have been in danger."

Recalling the terrible sound of the wooden fish just now, Wei Zhen not only shuddered, but also understood that if there was a head-on confrontation, he would die, but if he was caught by such a weird trick, he might just sleep until he died without knowing it.

"What is a demon that is more terrifying than a hungry ghost?"

Aqiu thought for a moment and said: "Although the two are different, they reach the same destination by different paths. They are both beings in the world of nothingness. They are good at invading consciousness and occupying the human heart. We in Buddhism call it the Asura Path!"

He then added: "Buddhists often say that demons are born from the heart. Look at Shuyuan wｗw.zhaoshｕｕｕan.com People have thousands of features, including the demonic phase."

Wei Zhen looked confused. Didn't he say he came from the dark world? How could he be related to people's hearts?

Aqiu's eyes exuded a faint golden light. Just as he was about to explain, a gentle female saint intervened: "Everyone has had a strange or disturbing thought, which broke into the mind suddenly for no reason. For example, when you stand on a high place and have an inexplicable urge to jump down, when you hold a child or pet, you imagine what it will be like if he is thrown to the ground, or the scene of your own death, etc. These are evil thoughts. When there is a trace of evil thoughts, Keep adding up, and the devil is born!

The void world of the underworld is a projection of the material world of the underworld. The living entities in it naturally come from our thoughts and are the embodiment of our subconscious! "

The three-eyed girl in white came over, stretched out her hand and said, "You are Senior Brother Wei Zhenwei, my name is Su Wenhan, you can also call me Su Xiaomei."

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