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"Hello, masters." Wei Zhen said hello to them and walked to the last place to sit down in the corner. Next to him was a young monk wearing a white monk's robe.

The monk had a handsome face and was still holding this book in his hand. After Wei Zhen came over, he immediately moved aside, stepped aside, and looked at the tabby cat in his arms. A strange color flashed in his eyes, and he whispered: "Donor This war beast is full of spirituality, and it will grow up infinitely in the future."

There were too many people in the car, and all of them had a strong breath. The tabby cat moved around uncomfortably. Wei Zhen stretched out his hand and scratched its belly, then smiled and replied, "Thank you for the compliment."

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

The convoy headed all the way to the north, and there were endless mountains and hills on both sides of the road.

There was silence inside the bus, and Wei Zhen was not too embarrassed to break the silence, and the sky gradually darkened.

The roads are now very badly damaged. It was okay during the day, and at night it was impossible to move forward. The convoy stopped in a clearing, and people got out of the car and raised a bonfire.

There were hundreds of people in this team, and it was a large caravan. The monks in the bus were all riders like Wei Zhen.

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

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

The girl was also paying attention to him, to be precise, 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 grinned in a threatening gesture.

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

Wei Zhen knew that these monks were by no means ordinary people. It was estimated that all of them were physicists. He hurriedly took over and said, "My name is Wei Zhen. Where are you going, Master?"

"We have received an invitation from Saint Yun'an 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: "Wei benefactor, the poor monk has some familiarity skills. I think your physical growth is not very healthy. It is not a congenital formation, it seems to be an acquired replacement, but I do not know why?"

Wei Zhen was stunned. The monk's eyesight was so strong. He hesitated and said: "Don't hide from the master, I am a stranger. I have no bones since I was young. Later, a medical master used a bone replacement technique to replace a tiger bone. "

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

...

At night, Wei Zhen was lying on the side of the bus, squinting his eyes as if not asleep.

All the lamas around are powerful and they are obviously highly evolved. Among them, the young lamas are even more difficult. Those eyes seem to be able to see everything. There are so many powerful people, even if they are sleeping in the wild, there is no evil or beast who dares. Offense.

In a daze, he suddenly heard a strange noise in his ears. He slowly opened his eyes. The campfire in the camp had been extinguished, and the surrounding area was completely dark, but his eyes were extremely sensitive to any subtle light and possessed cats. Sensitive vision like that.

There was no abnormality in the camp, but the sound was still sometimes absent. Gradually, the sound became clear. Wei Zhen frowned and listened carefully. The sound seemed to come from the ground, up and down, like a knock. The sound of hitting.

The young monk lay on the ground in a weird posture, a bit like a reclining Buddha. He also heard the movement, his face became dignified, and he took a wooden fish from his arms and sat on the ground cross-legged, with a "boom" tap.

Although the sound was small, it seemed to penetrate people’s hearts. The people in the camp were all awakened in an instant. The middle-aged man who led the team hurriedly drew out the long knife behind his back, glanced at the night, and asked with some confusion: "What’s the matter? ?"

The white-clothed girl next to him was pale, but she forced herself to calm down and said, "The demon is coming."

A group of monks took out wooden fish from their backpacks, and sat down cross-legged around Aqiu with dignified faces, but they didn't knock, as if they were waiting for something.

There was a "boom" from the depths of the earth again, and with the sound, it was as if a small ant appeared suddenly and constantly crawling in a person's heart.

Wei Zhen's expression changed, something was using strange 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 pleasant, which was the opposite of the dull wooden fish under the ground.

At this time, the sound of wooden fish under the ground suddenly began to ring continuously, the sound was not coherent, and sometimes it was long and paused. Everyone was attracted to their hearts. Gradually, they felt that their heartbeat was also being pulled by the sound, and it became a pause. , When it is rapid, it seems that the blood is about to break through the blood vessels of the brain, and when it is slow, it feels that the head is suffocated.

Everyone noticed that something was wrong, but their body was completely out of control, and they couldn't even move them at once, and they couldn't help but burst into cold sweat.

Aqiu struck the wooden fish hard, but his crisp wooden fish sound was completely submerged under the dull sound of the wooden fish underground, and he couldn't make any sound. The other monks around were even more unbearable, and his face was full of big and big sweat. , Can't even knock the wooden fish.

After a while, the dull muyu sound began to coherent again, becoming soothing and long, as if the mother was humming a lullaby in her ear when she returned to the baby, and everyone couldn't help showing a smile on their faces, and closed heavily. Closed eyes.

In an instant, everyone in the venue fell asleep except for the group of monks. If no one wakes them up, they will fall asleep forever.

"Sound" is also called vibration. Any substance or life is in vibration at all times, including thinking and consciousness, which is also a vibration frequency.

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

In a short while, even the Buddhist ascetics who focused on the growth of the mind and will couldn't bear it.

"Rumble."

Just when he was about to be unable to support it, a series of thunders 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 the wooden fish was immediately disrupted and became incoherent, but no matter how deafening the thunder was, it was never overwhelmed by Zeng. Instead, I tried to correct it several times, but it was always at the critical moment by the thunder that shook the sky. interrupt.

The two voices actually fell into a short stalemate.

Everyone in the camp really experienced a thunderous journey. The thunder blasted in their ears, and every time they were about to wake up, they were hypnotized by the sound of wooden fish that followed.

After a while, there was a muffled hum from the ground: "Who dares to ruin me!"

The hard ground showed ripples like water waves, and a young monk with the same delicate eyebrows leaned out, he looked at a dark cloud condensing in the sky with some surprise.

The thunder sound is not produced naturally, but is manipulated by humans, and the opponent is also good at the method of soundtrack to the enemy. What is even more frightening is that although he has cultivated the supreme secret technique of Buddhism and thunder sound to the apex, he can't compete with thunder. That is the manifestation of the will of heaven and earth.

Dark clouds spread and brewed quietly, gradually covering the already bleak moonlight.

Although he didn't see anyone, for some reason, he suddenly felt flustered, and he was in danger of death if he didn't leave!

He drilled into the ground, the mud kept evading, and people quickly closed after entering.

The young monk Aqiu opened his eyes and looked at the sky in amazement. He threw the wooden fish in his hand on the ground, and a ray of green light quickly gathered on the wooden fish. The wooden fish immediately derives dense roots and plunges into the ground. The ground is fierce. There was a shock, and it took a while to return to calm.

Aqiu looked at the sleeping people around him, he took a long sigh of relief, and bowed towards the sky: "Thank you for your help. Can the benefactor show up?"

There was no response for a long time, the dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, and the moonlight spread to the earth again.

Everyone awakened one after another, as if collapsed, and it was extremely difficult to even move them.

Wei Zhen woke up with a dilapidated headache. He first glanced at the big flower beside him that was still sleeping, and then asked Aqiu, "Master, what happened just now?"

Aqiu said solemnly: "We have been attacked by the "devil". If we were not saved by an expert, we would be in danger."

Recalling the terrifying sound of the wooden fish, Wei Zhen not only shuddered, if he faced a head-on confrontation, he would be able to understand that he would die, but he would fall asleep to death without knowing it if he was caught in such a weird method.

"What is a devil, more terrible than a hungry ghost?"

Aqiu thought for a moment, and said, "Although the two are different, they also have the same goal by different routes. They are both beings in the emptiness world. They are good at invading consciousness and occupying people's hearts. I Buddhism call it the Asura Dao!"

He then added another sentence: "Buddhists often say that demons are born from the heart~lightnovelpub.net~ People have a thousand aspects, which includes demons."

Wei Zhen's face was at a loss. Didn't he say he came from the dark world? How could he have something to do with people's hearts again.

Aqiu’s eyes glowed with a faint golden light. Just before explanation, a gentle female saint stepped in: "Everyone has had a strange or disturbing thought, and it suddenly broke into his mind for no reason. For example, there is an inexplicable urge to jump off when standing on a high place, imagine what would happen if a child or pet is smashed to the ground when he is holding a child or pet, or the scene of his own death, etc. Keep accumulating, and the devil is born from this!

The nihil world of the underworld is a projection of the material world of the yang, and the living body in it naturally comes from our thoughts, and is the manifestation of our subconscious! "

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

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