The sixth day of the devil.

Mount Xumi is the lord of the free heaven.

Po Xun.

These nouns that had been seen in the book kept popping up from the depths of Chen Xian's mind.

"Originally, the king of Zai Tian was Bo Xun... Then so... Isn't this Qi Ping'an the demon reincarnated?" Chen Xian asked in astonishment.

"Who knows, I guess it was too!" Lu Yisheng did not believe in such mysterious and mysterious things. He put on a posture of criticizing Zhang Tunan before. Yes, one by one will use those gods and gods to create momentum for themselves, and return Moboxun..."

Chen Xian was silent, listening to these opinions expressed by Lu Yisheng, he did not agree or disagree, because this person...The Qi Ping in the photo is indeed very evil!

Qi Ping An is a young man about the same age as Zhang Tunan. He has a clean head. His skin is as fair as a woman. His features are exquisite but he has a strange beauty. In the photo, he is even dressed. A cassock can hardly cover one's own evil spirits.

No.

It was an aura even more daunting than evil.

It's like a demon that "shows a saint" in the world.

"He...perhaps stronger than Zhang Tunan..." Chen Xian looked at the color-printed photos on the materials without looking up. After a long silence, he only said a few words, "This person hides too much. It's deeper...I can't see through him a little bit..."

When Chen Xian looked at the photo, he didn’t know if it was an illusion or some kind of supernatural phenomenon that could not be explained by science... He found that Qi Ping’an in the photo was also looking at him, the pair was full of smiles. The eyes turned around, staring straight at him.

Is this haunted? ?

Chen Xian was stunned for a second, and hurriedly looked at the photo again.

At this moment, he only noticed that the Qi Ping'an in the photo had returned to its original state. He looked at his nose, nose and heart, as if he had never lifted his eyes to look at the camera.

Is it an illusion?

Chen Xian didn't know.

"Boss? Boss!"

Hearing Lu Yisheng's voice, Chen Xian came back to his senses and looked up, only to find that everyone in the room was looking at him.

"What's the matter?" Chen Xian asked confusedly.

"We just called you for a long time, why didn't you agree?" Lu Yisheng was even more puzzled by Chen Xian's previous performance, and asked with some worry, "Are you okay? Didn't you rest well? I feel that you are a little... …"

"No... I just saw some... Forget it, nothing..."

Just as Chen Xian was distressed by the full-length picture of Qi Ping’an in front of him, a young man who was meditating suddenly opened his eyes in the Kunlun meeting lounge in the Tibetan area. He didn’t have it for more than 20 hours. The body that had moved a little bit... also shuddered uncontrollably at this moment.

"Brother, are you awake?!"

At this moment, the little bald head who was sitting on the sofa playing with the mobile phone ran over, looked at his big brother excitedly, and raised the mobile phone and said.

"Senior brother, brother! I just talked to the second brother and they were five blacks! But they are too bad! We are all kneeling thirteen! Brother, please go online and take us to fly!"

Hearing this, the man who had just been awakened was stunned for a few seconds, and then his stiff and pale face gradually showed a faint smile.

"Okay, I'll come in a while, Nian Chan, you can pour me a glass of water, I'm a little thirsty."

"Hmm! I'll go now!"

After the little monk left, the young man slowly got out of bed and habitually moved his somewhat stiff limbs. Under the pale light of the lounge, his skin looked even more pale and felt like a dead body. Less than the slightest temperature that a living person should have.

He is Qiping.

"What happened just now... I'm obviously already in meditation... how come I suddenly woke up..."

Qi Pingan took off the long shirt soaked in cold sweat, and walked slowly to the window topless. He silently looked at the night sky that had not changed for thousands or even thousands of years, and his nervousness eased somewhat.

Sitting in meditation into concentration.

This is one of Qi Ping's most commonly used practice methods. It has been like this since he was a child. He spends most of his time in sitting meditation every day, but...he has never seen this situation before.

At a time of ecstasy, he would wake up without external interference. What is going on?

Is it because I have a demon? Or is my mind upset?

Every monk sees a different scene after entering Dhamma.

The same is true for Qi Pingan.

Every time he enters concentration, he will come to a "place of bliss", where it is like being transformed by all human desires... sometimes you can see the gold and silver treasures everywhere, and sometimes you can see the extremely lustful wine pond meat forest.

In this illusion.

Every time Qi Ping’an sees the picture is different, but every time he can stick to his heart as always, letting him pile up gold mountains and silver mountains by his side, and let the rare treasures and treasures in the world. I drowned myself, letting those women who were dressed up as naked and beautiful as the heavenly people stood by Yinggeyanwu...Qi Ping'an never raised his eyes once.

He knows the horror of falling into "desire".

He knew what the consequences would be if even just a thought in his heart.

Therefore, in this illusion transformed by human desire, Qi Ping’an has always watched his nose and his heart. He came here after entering Dhamma, and wanted to leave after entering Dhamma... But this time he was in the illusion. But the experience is different from the past.

Only in a moment.

Yingying Yanyan's voice beside him disappeared.

The smell of meat and wine coming from a distance also turned into nothingness in an instant.

The rare treasures exuding dazzling brilliance also suddenly disappeared.

Between the whole world... it seems that everything has become "nothing".

As far as he could see, he was enveloped by a kind of darkness that struck from the void.

Was it affected by your own demons?

Qi Ping'an was puzzled, but still subconsciously held his mind, and wanted to leave the illusion and wake up from the state of concentration.

But at this moment.

Qi Ping'an saw a pair of eyes in the darkness before him.

It is a pair of eyes that can faintly glow in the dark. It is very similar to human eyes, but in Qi Ping’an, it is absolutely impossible for a human to have such a pair of eyes, because he can’t find anything that a human should have in these eyes. emotion.

It looks like a doll or the eyes in a picture, but it is more than the lifeless artistic expressions. This is enough to make Qi Ping’an judge that the owner of these eyes is alive, he is just...too It's too quiet.

That's right.

That is a pair of eyes that are so quiet that it makes him fearful, as if nothing happened in this world is enough to arouse the emotions of the owner of those eyes, the "person" who stays in the dark can stand an absolute "look on" "From the perspective of the person", you can quietly watch everything that happens in this world... In a trance, Qi Ping’an has an illusion. He only feels that these eyes have existed since ancient times, even before the time when the Buddha appeared. In an age that is so old that it cannot be traced back, he has been watching the world.

When the eyes that appeared in the dark began to turn slowly, until they focused on Qi Ping'an, at this moment, Qi Ping'an only felt that he was shaking uncontrollably, as if his soul was trembling about it.

Next second.

Qi Ping'an woke up.

The moment he woke up, he was lost in confusion, because the indescribable fear made him feel unreal. He couldn't even judge whether he really woke up or fell into another illusion... …It wasn't until the little monk Yu Nianchan came to call him that Qi Ping'an gradually calmed down and regained his sanity.

"What the **** are those eyes... are they transformed by my demons..."

Qi Ping'an stood motionless by the window, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his right hand and slowly moving it. He wondered what the meaning of those eyes were, and why did they appear in his illusion?

He didn't know the origin of those eyes, but after several thoughts and analyses, he gradually felt that those eyes... as if they had been seen somewhere, gave him a feeling of deja vu.

Have I seen the owner of those eyes?

wrong.

should not.

A person who can have that kind of eyes...It is impossible to appear in this world...If there is such an existence, I can't not know...Absolutely impossible...

"Brother, hurry up! We are all waiting for you!" Yu Nianchan's voice came from outside the room, and the tone was quite anxious. After shouting, he kept urging Qi Ping An, "Help me take it when I come out. A mobile phone charging cable! I'm going to run out of power!"

"coming!"

Qi Ping'an sighed, and stopped thinking about those illusory things. What Quandang saw and heard this time was an accident, because no matter how he analyzes it, there is no clue...maybe it is really an illusion that he has appeared?

Thinking of this, Qi Ping’an also relaxes a lot. For him, the origin of the eyes is not important, but whether they really exist... This is very important, as long as the owner of the eyes is not in this world, it’s enough, at least so that he doesn’t. Feeling threatened.

"Big brother! I want too!" The second junior brother's voice came from outside the door, "By the way, help me take out the power bank! The outside power socket is not enough!"

"The power bank is for use. The Buddha recitation machine that the fans gave me the day before yesterday is still charging... Brothers, it’s not brothers, I’m taking care of you. I really want to say a few words about you. It’s a game? Don’t you be afraid of sudden death?"

"It's okay, we trust you!"

Hearing Yu Nianchan's thoughtless words, Qi Ping'an was also stunned and asked subconsciously.

"What do you believe in me?"

When Qi Ping'an's voice fell, there was a pious Buddha chanting outside the door.

"Amitabha Buddha, brother, if one day we die unexpectedly, I also believe that you can give us a bliss in the West."

Qi Ping'an was silent for two seconds, and asked quietly.

"Master Nianchan, believe it or not, I will send you to Western Bliss now?"

"..."