Chapter 436 Ghost Replaces Ghost

"Is it a mirror image?"

Su Bai was the first to walk, and stopped at this time. However, Su Bai did not panic. Firstly, Su Bai had experienced much weirder scenes than this in the story world. Secondly, this This time he was not alone. There were two monks behind him, the monk and the fat man, specializing in the art of ghosts and gods. Although Gyatso majored in Arhat body training, he was also a Tantra monk after all. He said he could only hack and kill, but he Who would believe in the true magic skills of Tantric Buddhism?

With these three people following him, Su Bai really felt a lot more relaxed.

The monk's eyes were slightly focused, and a ray of golden light flashed from between his brows;

The fat man held the green leaves in both hands, swept his eyebrows, then opened his eyes, and re-viewed the scene in front of him using the "eye opening" method;

In popular terms, these two people are now opening their eyes.

The monk and the fat man had already taken action, so Gyatso didn't add any more fuss. In fact, he had been focusing part of his attention on Ning Cheng. After Ning Cheng came down, he became very gloomy. It seemed that he was revisiting his old place. The memories of those scenes resurfaced, and naturally I wasn't in a good mood.

"It's not a pure illusion." The monk said at this time, and then he glanced at the fat man and saw the fat man nodded slightly, obviously agreeing with his opinion.

"What should we do?" Su Bai has always lacked means to deal with this situation. He has the zombie aura and the phantom of the cross to strangle the ghosts, but this is actually the simplest and crudest method. With the methods of the fat man and the monk, they must be capable. Maximize benefits.

"Amitabha, poor monk, please lead the way. This place is much more complicated than what the poor monk originally expected." The monk clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name, and his whole body showed a faint green light.

At this time, the two Japanese soldiers standing opposite who were talking seemed to have seen the monk. They came over and greeted the monk in Japanese. The monk also opened his mouth and said something, but only his lips were moving. But there was no sound at all.

"The bald donkey is the best at talking to people, not to talking about ghosts." The fat man muttered next to him.

This is actually natural. In Buddhist legends, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva guards the Abi Hell and makes a great wish that the hell will never be empty and he will never become a Buddha. This kind of myths and legends is the same as studying the ideological reports of a certain leader in the contemporary era. For laymen, Just by looking at the excitement, experts can often figure out many other meanings, such as the policy outline hidden in it or the planning actions based on it. And this Buddhist mythology story can be seen, Buddhism, He also has his own unique methods of dealing with beings like ghosts.

After a while, the two Japanese walked away. The monk put his hand behind his back and waved, beckoning the people behind him to follow them.

The monk walked in front, and everyone followed behind. Then, the monk directly hit the wall in front, but his whole body penetrated through.

The fat man followed behind and hit the wall without hesitation, and then disappeared completely. Su Bai and others followed closely behind, walking forward together.

After crashing into the wall, everything in sight was gray. Su Bai was walking behind and could only see the monk's glowing cyan back. Everyone just followed the monk forward, otherwise they might really get lost. .

After walking for about ten minutes, the surroundings suddenly became clear. Although there were no lights, there were two floating will-o'-the-wisps illuminated by Fatty, and the visibility was good. After crashing into the wall before, the light of the will-o'-the-wisps could not escape at all.

However, looking around, Su Bai found that the surrounding environment was exactly the same as the environment where everyone was before. After walking for such a long time, everyone seemed to be walking in circles, but they finally came out.

The monk clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name. The blue light on his body disappeared and he looked very tired. There were beads of sweat on his forehead and his breathing became much heavier.

The fat man took out a pill from his pocket and handed it to the monk. The monk was not polite and swallowed it immediately.

"Did a ghost hit the wall just now?" Su Bai asked.

Those Japanese people were definitely not living people. They should be similar to the kind of phantoms that appear when lightning occurs or the illusions created by ghosts staying in place. Su Bai knew this, but looking at the way the monk was panting now, Su Bai suddenly felt that the matter was actually much more serious than he had expected before.

Otherwise, if it is just a simple phantom or some ghosts of ghosts staying in place, whether it is a fat man or a monk, they can easily take care of them.

"call……"

The fat man also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Madan, if we hadn't looked carefully, the five of us would have rested here together."

Obviously, the fat man is really scared, and this is not a joke. It is definitely not an ordinary thing to make the fat man who always likes to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger really afraid.

"Amitabha." The monk recited the Buddha's name, "It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be, this is Jinling, this is Nanjing, not to mention the fate of accompanying the capital, let alone Mr. Zhongshan directly above, it is impossible for this place to change This is the situation.”

Su Bai still didn't understand, and there was nothing he could do about it because he didn't speak professionally. Gyatso pursed his lips and asked, "Qi Lv, is this the pattern of ghosts replacing ghosts?"

Ghosts replace ghosts, is a saying in Tantric Buddhism;

Differences in location factors and cultural environment factors have led to the development of Buddhism in different regions. The Buddhism that flowed into the Central Plains has become a woman who looks "gentle and courteous" at least on the surface. In the eyes of inland people, monks are kind-hearted. The image of a kind-hearted person; while Tibetan Buddhism has embarked on another development route. Now, if tourists go to some temples that have not been fully commercially developed, they can still see the remaining ritual tools made of human bones.

Therefore, Tantric practice pays more attention to results and takes an extreme route. The method of controlling ghosts is regarded as evil magic and evil method in Central Plains Buddhism. However, in Tantric Buddhism, no monk with a little bit of Taoism can't do it;

Controlling ghosts, as the name suggests, means people are controlling ghosts to act, while ghosts are controlling ghosts to act. These are two different concepts. People are the spirit of all things, and those who practice Taoism and Buddhism have their lives. The level is naturally higher than that of ordinary people. Controlling ghosts can be regarded as a "natural law" for higher creatures to control lower creatures. Think about it in the opposite direction, if a ghost can control another ghost, then how strong is this ghost? How terrible?

The Ghost King is nothing more than that.

"Amitabha, this poor monk was still wondering before. Even if this underground research institute is a place where ghosts and monsters appear by chance, why do we only see images of Japanese researchers and Japanese soldiers?"

Hearing this, Su Bai finally understood. What the monk meant was that Japanese soldiers should have died here, otherwise the Japanese would not have hastily closed this research institute before they surrendered in 1944. They must have There was an accident, but if a ghost situation really happened here and ghosts really appeared, why did we only see Japanese ghosts?

According to Ning Cheng, this research institute is like an assembly line. The corpses transported in for experiments and then burned in the incinerator are estimated to be tens of thousands. Even if ghosts appear, it should be the Chinese undead appearing here. That's right, how many Japanese can there be here?

"Monk, do you mean that the Chinese undead here are controlling the Japanese undead?" Su Bai asked, if the number of ghosts here is not just these Japanese, but reaches tens of thousands, For Su Bai and others, it is no exaggeration to say that the threat factor of this size is directly transformed from a slingshot into a nuclear weapon. If the ghosts were broken through the wall with violence just now, the five people present may have been swallowed up by thousands of ghosts. died.

The monk was hesitant. He didn't know whether he should nod, because something felt wrong.

"Impossible." Fatty interrupted at this time, "It can't be like this, absolutely impossible;

There must have been many Chinese people who were killed by the Japanese invaders here, but among them were ordinary Chinese people, some were defeated troops, and some were victims who had come to Nanjing to take refuge from other places. Although they were all Chinese, they were of different races. Different families, different surnames, even if they want to form a ghost pit, it is impossible to have such a harmonious side.

Since ancient times, wherever ghost villages, ghost palaces, and ghost caves appear, it is because the people who died in this area were of the same race, a village, or a specific group, such as an army. In this way, they died Together, if they turn into ghosts by chance, they can form a whole.

But here, it's simply not possible. "

As the fat man spoke, he squatted down, took out a compass with his left hand, and pinched it with his right hand.

"But judging from the hexagram, there is a 'one' here."

What Fatty said is very simple and clear. There is a will controlling everything here.

If this will were not the compatriots who died in the first place,

So,

Who else?

Unconsciously, Su Bai suddenly found that the eyes of the fat man, the monk, and Gyatso were all looking at him.

"What's wrong?" Su Bai asked.

The fat man smiled "hehe" and said, "Pretend, you keep pretending, damn, I thought that no matter how much you gain this time, you will just take a bowl of blood and water back, and if you want to take back a footbath of blood, I'm going to be jealous now. What are you doing?" Surviving a catastrophe will bring you blessings. Last time in the story world, you came back alive and kicking when the inevitable situation was revealed. This time you are doing a real-life mission here, and you can still encounter such a good thing.

No, the baby's heart is not balanced. You are full, but we can't let our three brothers work here for free for you. "

"Amitabha." The monk was obviously echoing the fat man's words.

"Ahem." Gyatso also coughed.

Ning Cheng, who was standing among the four people, suddenly felt a little strange. The atmosphere had changed a bit quickly. How could the atmosphere that was so solemn and solemn before, as if encountering great danger and hidden dangers, transformed into the atmosphere of a stock exchange at this time? .

Su Bai couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart,

Obviously, Fatty and the others have guessed that there is a living vampire here. They are not stupid, they are even smarter than most of the audience. Now they ask Su Bai in a clear way:

Do you still want our help?

Well, if you want to help, you have to show your attitude, either give me some magic weapons, or owe me a favor, your choice.

Su Bai knew that although this was a real task and all four of them had accepted the task, the task must be completed, but this did not allow Su Bai to feel at ease and let Fatty Monk and the others help him get everything done. The core of the mission is to get rid of the vampire here.

Killing it or subduing it and letting Su Bai absorb and devour it would still complete the task, but it was obvious that the former was much easier than the latter.

"Am I the kind of person who doesn't repay favors?"

Su Bai asked back, and at the same time he also expressed an attitude, which means you helped me today. Next time, monk, if you want to go to a dangerous place to find relics, I will go with you. Fatty, if you want to go to a certain place next time, I will go with you. I’ll go with you to find the ancient alchemist’s tomb in this place. Gyatso, if you go to Tibet to do something next time, I’ll go with you too.

I owe this favor.

Su Bai's attitude undoubtedly satisfied the monk and the fat man. At this time, the fat man came over shamelessly and patted Su Bai's shoulder angrily:

"Damn it, Dabai, what do you mean by saying this? We are friends. Isn't it natural for friends to help friends? What about being unkind? If you talk about fat man again, I will be angry. It means you don't take it. We are true friends."

Of course, Fatty’s words should never be taken seriously;

If Su Bai had really foolishly regarded the fat man, the monk, and Gyatso as his true friends, Su Bai would have been trapped in a small corner where no one cared about him.

Maybe the grass on the grave is already three feet tall.

The friendship between the audience is so pure.