Nightmare Attack

"That's right, before Huicong's demonic heart awakened, he lit a hundred and eight lamps in front of the Buddha in front of the Buddha's throne in the palace hall of our temple. Senior brother took a needle and stabbed the Kalam Mitra Sutra's demon-suppressing picture on Huicong's back. I Waiting for the brothers to chant sutras and give blessings.

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Cheng's expression gradually changed, and the figure of Guan Erye's ghost instantly appeared in his mind, "It's... it's Jialan Bodhisattva..."

After the Sui and Tang Dynasties, emperors of all dynasties took Guan Gong's loyalty as an example of loyalty and patriotism, and continued to confer Guan Yu with the title "Hou and King, King and Emperor, Emperor and Saint, Saint and Heaven". Guan Gong's status in various sects It has also risen again and again, and many temples and Taoist temples worship it, among which the Buddhists respect it as Kalam Bodhisattva.

The sacred statue of Jialan Bodhisattva has a wonderful and majestic appearance. Because of its righteousness, it can deter all kinds of evil spirits. Therefore, it and Wei Tuo Bodhisattva are the great protectors of Buddhism. Among them, Jialan Bodhisattva is the right protector and Wei Tuo Bodhisattva is the left protector. Their thrones are usually located in temples. The Jialan Hall on the southeast side of the Main Hall.

"Did you do that Mr. Guan just now?"

Recalling the ghost of Guan Erye who was carrying the Qinglong Yanyue Sword and killing all around, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but twitch violently in his heart. Guan Erye raised the knife and dropped it, splattering the blood of at least a dozen monks on the spot.

"Amitabha, the donor was frightened." The abbot's voice came from the darkness ahead, "But the poor monk said that what the donor saw was all delusion and could not be true.

"Master, after you have said so much, you also said that everything I saw tonight is false. Isn't there some contradiction between this and the other?"

At present, Jiang Cheng's eyes are still unable to fully open. He can only try to stay away from the direction of the master's voice. But fortunately, his eyes are getting better now. What the mysterious man sprinkled on him was not lime, but incense ash.

The abbot did not refute, and said in a calm voice: "This is probably not the first time that the benefactor has visited the Gongde Hall at night. The poor monk asked the benefactor if the monks in the temple were killed at night. Will the benefactor be harmed if he sees them again during the day?"

"No, this is what I can't figure out." Jiang Cheng answered truthfully. No matter whether what the abbot said was true or false, Jiang Cheng did not intend to break up with him. He was delaying as much time as possible until his eyes could see See.

"What the poor monk said is false and what the donor thinks are false cannot be completely equated. The monks that the donor saw tonight are false, but these falsehoods all come from the hearts of the monks."

"The demon-suppressing map jointly laid out by senior brother and us cannot completely suppress the demonic thoughts in Huicong's heart. The demonic thoughts are now getting stronger and stronger. A small part has broken through the seal. The leaked demonic thoughts have invaded the monks of this temple. The benefactor tonight What the monks see is the delusion that has grown in the minds of the monks in this temple.”

"Amitabha, not only the monks, but also the donor, the donor's friends, and the poor monk tonight are all caused by demonic thoughts and the delusion in their own minds.

"It's like a dream, but it's a dream weaved together by all of us, and the person who dreamed it is Huicong." Jiang Cheng hesitated for a few seconds before answering.

"The donor is smart, but not accurate enough. Huicong can't control such a vain night. It's just the evil thoughts in his heart."

Jiang Cheng nodded slowly, he probably understood, "So this is a situation. The evil thoughts in Huicong's heart are borrowing the hands of the monks in the temple, letting the monks' delusional thoughts help it get out of trouble, and at every critical moment, Huicong's original intention The moment it is about to be completely eroded, the seal will backfire and the Jialan Bodhisattva will be summoned to kill all the illusions and drive away the evil spirits, is that right?"

"That's exactly the case, but I don't know if the donor has noticed that the Buddha's image of Jialan Bodhisattva has been completely destroyed, and he has been extremely aggressive. He even started to take action against the donor and others." The abbot's voice became heavier and his voice kept trembling, "Because the Bodhisattva is... I have also lost my Buddha mind and been eroded by Hui Chong’s evil thoughts. This seal... is about to be broken!”

"What happens if the seal is broken?"

"There are no humans or animals left within a hundred miles."

"How long does Master think this seal can last?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"Three days at most."

Jiang Cheng silently made some calculations in his mind. According to the difficulty of this mission, it would be difficult for them to leave within three days, so if they want to survive, they must resolve the crisis in the temple.

"Master's Dharma is profound. There must be a way to resolve this disaster. I hope it will be clarified." After hearing what the old monk said, Jiang Cheng thought that he might have a way.

"Amitabha, this poor monk believes in fate. The benefactor came to stay at our precepts temple during this critical time. He must have a deep connection with Buddha and come to help the people in the world overcome this disaster. His merits are immeasurable."

The abbot's words were beautiful, but Jiang Cheng didn't want to buy it. His eyes were mostly healed. With a little light coming from the window, Jiang Cheng continued to step back. He asked the question that had been hidden in his heart for a long time, "Haha , Master, I still have something unclear. Since you said that everything you saw tonight is false, and this falsehood is all caused by the invasion of demonic thoughts, then I would like to ask, what is said by your false mouth that was invaded by demonic thoughts? How much of it is true and how much of it is false?”

"Furthermore, the master also said that my friend and I were also corrupted by delusions, but I am sober now, and my friend and I have not committed the evil deeds of monks such as Hui De Huiming. How can this be explained?"

It suddenly became quiet in the darkness. Jiang Cheng pulled the fat man back a little. This sudden silence made people uncontrollably nervous. Just when Jiang Cheng was about to turn around and break open the door and run away, the abbot's old voice sounded again, "Amitabha, donor." How do you think the poor monk lost his sight with these tricks?"

Jiang Cheng couldn't help but pause. He had to say that this question attracted him, "What do you mean, only blind people can not be disturbed by this nonsense? Did you poke your eyes blind yourself?"

The abbot smiled sadly and did not answer the question. Instead, he asked: "Since the donor firmly believes that everything he saw is true, I would like to ask, since the donor came to me, don't you think there is anything strange about it?"

Jiang Cheng opened his unclear eyes as wide as possible. He felt that everything around here was strange, and it was indescribable weirdness.

"Haha, since the poor monk appeared, the donor's friend has not said a word."

Jiang Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then a chill ran from his hands to his feet. That's right, ever since he and the abbot talked, the fat man next to him had been silent again. What's even more frightening is that he didn't realize this. It was as if something was influencing him to completely ignore this anomaly.

Jiang Cheng was still holding the fat man's arm, but at this moment, he actually felt that the fat man's arm had become cold, as if what he was holding was not a living person, but a corpse, or...

The next second, a trembling hand stretched out towards Jiang Cheng, touched the back of Jiang Cheng's hand, and then slowly moved on it.

"The fat man is writing..."

Jiang Cheng reacted immediately, but after realizing a little bit what the fat man wrote, Jiang Cheng's whole body started to tremble.

"Run, the talking thing is above your head, and it's looking for us."