Volume 1 Chapter 145 The Origin of the Ghost Sword
Chapter 145 The Origin of the Ghost Sword
"What is Buddha Killing?" Song Yunyi asked curiously.
"Buddha kills nothing." Zhang Tianfang's voice returned to its cold state again.
Zhang Awei scratched his head: "We were having a good chat, how could it turn into this?" Zhang Tianfang lowered his head and thought for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at the two of them. He seemed to feel that something was wrong with him, and whispered: "If you If you want to know, it doesn’t hurt to tell you." Regardless of whether the ground was clean or not, he sat down with a cold and scary look on his face. Seeing his ugly expression, Song Yunyi advised, "If you feel uncomfortable, don't say anything. Let's find a way to get out first."
Zhang Tianfang did not answer. He lowered his head to examine the ghost sword and touched the blade with his fingers. Such a sharp blade could not even scratch a single scratch on his hand. The longer he looked at the knife, the sadder his expression became. He said softly for a long time: "My name is Zhang Tianfang, and my name was given by God. It means that God gave up on me as soon as I opened my eyes."
Zhang Ain couldn't bear to see his sad expression. He forced a smile and interrupted: "We are quite similar. My name is Zhang Ai, which means I scream fear when I open my mouth." After hearing this, Zhang Tianfang looked up at him and said, "Are you an orphan too?" Zhang Ain'en said. There was a sound. Zhang Tianfang threw his head back and laughed. The louder the laughter, the more sad it became. Song Yunyi said worriedly: "Have a rest, take a rest and look for a way out."
Zhang Tianfang pretended not to hear and said to himself: "When I was born, there was a golden swastika on the palms of both hands. When I grew up, I realized that this was the symbol of the Buddha's death. But I didn't know this when I was a child. I only knew one thing. When I open my eyes, I live in boundless darkness, with no milk, no water, and only a hard iron sword, but I am not dead. The place where I live is very similar to here, but it is bigger. "
While he was talking, the gloomy ghost energy in the cave actually took the initiative to retreat. The ghostly shadows and demonic shapes dispersed into nothingness, the sinister wind stopped rising, and the will-o'-the-wisps gathered and burned into a large blue lotus, illuminating the light from afar. Zhang was afraid that Song Yunyi looked surprised.
Zhang Tianfang continued: "According to legend, Buddha Killer is the god of death in Buddhism. Everyone has anger in their hearts, including great Buddhists. They chant Buddha all day long to dissolve the anger in their bodies, in order to be freed and enter the Paradise of Paradise as soon as possible. The violent energy is all collected into a blue lotus. Buddha is a Buddhist monster born with his feet on the lotus, and his body's blood is condensed from the violent energy."
Speaking of this, Song Yunyi suddenly smiled and asked Zhang Ping: "Are you afraid?" Zhang Ping didn't answer. He took out a bottle of three-flavored spirit wine diluted with honey, filled a cup and asked him, "Would you like to drink it?" "Good wine! Of course. Want to drink!" As soon as the three-flavored wine was taken out, the aroma of the wine filled his nose. Zhang Tianfang grabbed the wine glass and drank it in one gulp. "Pour more." After drinking three glasses in a row, he shook his head slightly and sighed: "Such a powerful drink! Where did you get the wine?”
Zhang Wen did not answer the question as usual, but asked instead: "You were born on a lotus?" Zhang Tianfang laughed loudly: "Obviously you want to ask me if I am a monster, so I just chose to say it nicely." He drank another glass of wine and continued: "Although I am not transformed by anger, but I am definitely a monster. I can see ghosts, and I can also see the souls of people after death." He pointed around and said, "There are three big groups of ghosts in this cave, and they all have their own groups. What makes me curious about the sphere of influence is how they can survive until now without the addition of new souls.”
Seeing that Zhang was afraid that Song Yunyi didn't understand, Zhang Tianfang explained: "Ghosts feed on ghosts, and they kill each other. If you don't feed fresh ghosts for a long time, your own ghost power will decrease, and eventually your soul will fly away and dissipate between heaven and earth. Where I lived back then There is always only darkness, except for the will-o'-the-wisps, there is no other light. The ghost energy is very abundant, and countless ghosts are imprisoned. The ghosts dare not touch me, and I have been lucky enough to grow up. During this period, I have seen countless ghosts devouring me. The smaller ones were eaten by the bigger ones, the bigger ones were eaten by the stronger ones, and the stronger ones were eaten by the stronger ones. When I was young, I could see them and make friends with the smaller ghosts, but they would always be eaten by the bigger ghosts. At first I was angry and sad, but then I got used to it and realized that devouring the same kind is the ghost’s way of survival, and I couldn’t interfere with it. Then I let them eat theirs while I played with mine.”
"But no new ghosts have ever entered the place where I live. Decades have passed, and I have grown up. Countless ghosts have devoured each other, and only hundreds of strong ghost kings are left. I am very familiar with each of them, but We can only watch helplessly as they use their tricks to kill each other for survival. A few years have passed, and only nine of the most powerful ghost kings are left among the hundreds of ghost kings. Each one of them is smart and wise, each one is extremely powerful, and each one They have grown up through countless battles, and are naturally extremely cruel and cunning.”
Speaking of this, Zhang Tianfang suddenly said: "I cried for ghosts, do you two believe it?" Without waiting for the two people to answer, he added: "I am harmless to them, and they cannot hurt me, so I have a good relationship with them; they The cunning, cunning, and cruelty among them have nothing to do with me. Every ghost can laugh and have emotions like humans. It’s just that they think about how to save their lives all the time, so they have to be cruel and hide their emotions in a precarious life. Smile is the key to their precarious life. The biggest luxury. They are very good to me, so I never understand whether Buddha killing is used to kill Buddha or ghosts."
"I cried for ghosts, I cried because they had to kill each other, I cried for losing friends, and I cried because after they all died, I was the only one left in the dark space. Each of the nine ghost emperors are very smart, and they all I know that even if a certain ghost king can successfully devour the other eight, the final result must be death. The place where I live is originally a place of death. If there are no dead people there, there will be no new ghosts to join. Without fresh ghosts, they will dissipate on their own, so we decided after discussion , Self-refinement, the nine become one." Zhang Tianfang narrated the past in a low voice, and the ghost sword responded with a hiss as if it could understand human speech. Zhang Tianfang held it and stroked it gently: "The nine ghost emperors confused me and convinced me to refine them together and turn them into the nine ghost heads on the sword. They said that after they were refined into a ghost sword, they would always accompany me. Protect me, the swords have their souls, they will always exist, otherwise I can only watch them dissipate. So I agreed, and I made them into ghost swords with my own hands. The day the sword was made was the last time I cried in my life. , after the nine ghost emperors merged into the ghost sword, I, Zhang Tianfang, will have no friends in this life!"
Zhang was afraid that he would feel sad and whispered: "Let me be your friend." Zhang Tianfang sneered and said: "Do you think I need your pity?" He hugged the ghost sword tightly and said: "One sword in this life is enough! It will never Hurt me, and danger will help me and protect me.”
Song Yunyi interrupted and asked, "How did you come out of that place?"
"There are no ghosts in that place, so naturally they don't exist. If the Buddha kills the Buddha, it turns out that I am the killer of the Buddha, killing demons and ghosts for them. Killing all the ghosts means that I have grown up and become extremely powerful, and the Buddha will naturally let go I came out so that I could continue killing for them. When I came out, I discovered that the place I was in was just a bowl. An old monk told me that it was called a demon bowl. The bowl contained evil spirits from thousands of years ago. He said that I was a son of the Buddha, and I was born to kill the Buddha, so I asked him to kill him. After hearing this, I killed him with a knife, smashed the tattered alms bowl into pieces, and then scattered him everywhere. "