Chapter 1780

Maybe someone wants to ask, is there only darkness here?

In fact, the reason is very simple. The Pulsatilla also guessed the clue. That's because the living Bodhisattva is the stallhead of the dark world. He has done too many evil things in his life. He is most afraid of the enemy's life, and naturally he is most afraid of seeing the sun.

Therefore, if he lives here forever and makes it a dark world, he can have enough sense of security. No matter who comes here, he can only walk in the dark without bringing any light, otherwise he will be regarded as the enemy of life and death.

It's ridiculous.

Walking in the maze, it was as silent as death, without any vitality or any sound. Only the pattering footsteps, three gentle breaths, and the inky darkness climbed onto them, into their skin and into their hearts.

As the footsteps move, the dark feeling becomes more and more obvious, which makes the square fist unbearable and almost on the verge of collapse. Moreover, the more you go in, the more invisible pressure comes, which is as heavy and depressed as a deep mountain.

"Seven, eight, nine, turn left, five, four, three

There is no light in the maze, so it is difficult for anyone to walk. They can only measure by their steps. Where they have gone, the voice of the old ladle handle suddenly reminds them, like the whisper of hell, guiding the Pulsatilla forward.

He also finally understood that the old ladle handle's reminder had such deep meaning that he kept all the steps in mind for future needs.

This is also a subconscious habit formed by him as a commander for many years. He is unwilling to give the initiative to others.

I don't know how long I walked, and finally came to the end. Now in front of the Pulsatilla, almost within reach, is an invisible wall, which virtually blocks the way.

Pulsatilla's heart is moving. Is this it?

"Dong Dong, Dong Dong, Dong Dong, Dong Dong, Dong Dong..."

The old Ladybug put his five fingers together, clenched his thumb inward, and knocked on the invisible wall with a special rhythm. The dull sound was in the dark, looking into the distance, and the echo followed.

In an instant, several voices intersected and echoed, forming a special frequency, like the nonsense of ghosts.

"By the order of the Bodhisattva, Mr. Xia is here!"

The echo gradually disappeared, and the old lad's voice sounded like an ugly voice like a night owl. In this dark space, it had inexplicable penetration, passed through the invisible wall, echoed in the dark again, and intersected with the disappearing echo, making the ghost's nonsense more clear.

It was this strange sound that made Fang Quan more afraid, even shivering, fighting with his upper and lower teeth, but he stifled it, and even covered his mouth with his hands.

If you let others know that the regret heaven fist of the Jianghu reputation is so timid, I really don't know how to laugh at him.

"Squeak!"

A moment later, the psychological endurance of Fangquan reached its limit, and an ugly "squeak" sound came from the dark, like the slow opening of a millennium old house and the reappearance of the nether world.

Still can't see anything, but it gives unimaginable depression. After hearing the "squeak", the old ladle handle laughed "hey hey", and then stretched out his hand to touch it forward. He found that the invisible wall had already disappeared and continued to move forward.

"Eight, seven, six... Move left, one, two, three, four..."

In the dark, the Pulsatilla continued to move forward according to the number of steps, and soon encountered the second wall. As before, the old ladle beat the handle first and reported that "in the name of the Bodhisattva, Mr. Xia is coming". After the invisible wall "Zhiya" was opened, he was able to move forward.

So repeated five times, only to completely get out of the darkness.

After passing through the invisible wall for the last time, it was no longer as dark as ink. The Pulsatilla followed in and saw two red lights burning quietly in the dark several feet ahead.

The candle light did not shake at all. It was like eternal stillness, emitting a faint light like beans. Occasionally, there was a "crackling" sound, which proved that it was a real lamp, not a hell ghost fire.

Between the two lights, there are three red lights arranged in pinyin. The red light is hidden in the dark and can't see the specific shape, but above the red light, there is a curl of smoke rising, which looks strange and inexplicable.

After the three points of red light, hidden in the dark, through the weak light, it is vaguely visible that it is a "human face", pale as paper, but plump as jade, with low eyebrows and eyes, overlooking the red light in front of him.

At that time, the curl of smoke was as hazy as fog, and the "face" could not be seen clearly. Only the long and narrow eyebrows were exposed under the lights, and it was not difficult to distinguish. It was a Buddha.

But it is very strange that it is clearly the Buddha's possession, but it is in darkness, as if it despises the world. It is clearly the dark devil, but it is called "Bodhisattva". It is really difficult to distinguish between good and evil.

It can be seen that the Buddha and the devil are just a thought.

"Don't blame me, supreme Xuanyuan, the Buddha in the west, the God in the heaven..."

At the moment of seeing the Bodhisattva, Fang Quan's face turned white and he was scared to sweat. He was even more frightened than he had experienced life and death.

So that he had no master, even closed his eyes and folded his hands to seek the protection of the god Buddha.

On the contrary, the Pulsatilla was not surprised when he saw the Bodhisattva. Instead, he raised his eyes and seemed to be looking at the real body of the Bodhisattva, which is the so-called "living Bodhisattva".

What's more, he still mocked in his heart. It seems that the living Bodhisattva really regards himself as a Bodhisattva and is worshipped here, so he is not afraid to lose his Yang life.

"Living Bodhisattva, it's time to show up!"

Suddenly, the Pulsatilla breathed out with his chest, fought with his tongue, and drank with a loud spring thunder. Suddenly, it sounded in the dark. In an instant, there was an invisible air wave, blowing the two lights, flickering and going out.

Even vaguely, even the Bodhisattva's face became distorted.

I don't know when the old ladle handle disappeared. In the whole space, only the prayer of square fist and the sound of Pulsatilla reverberated.

"No summer? A hundred horses are handsome! Pulsatilla, you're here at last."

As the voice of the Pulsatilla falls, behind the strange Bodhisattva, an ethereal voice comes out. The voice can't distinguish between men and women and can't hear the old and young. It seems to linger in my ears and ring from the horizon. It's as if I'm at peace and deep into my heart.

The Pulsatilla picked up her eyebrows and said in a deep voice, "do you know I'm coming?"

"Ha ha ha!"

The voice in the dark suddenly burst out laughing. It seemed to hear the big joke, but it didn't answer. It knew that the three lights were extinguished and completely swallowed by the darkness. Only when the remaining smoke curled up, did it ring out the ethereal sound again.

"I know your intention, but I can't tell you, but I can remind you that you are not a hundred riding handsome. Without the ability to connect with heaven, don't wade in this muddy water again, so as not to miss Qing Qing's life and live up to the person who saved you. Even if you really have the ability to connect with heaven, there is still a blue sky on your head, which you can't shake."

This ambiguity made the Pulsatilla puzzled, and even just frowned to consider the meaning.

The most important thing is that it seems that the living Bodhisattva has long known that he is looking for the sacred monument, but he doesn't want him to pursue it. Moreover, he can clearly feel that even if he has a feud with the Pulsatilla, there is no malice at this time. It's really just a kind reminder.

Even the Pulsatilla guessed uneasiness. What's the purpose of this?

But now that the words have come to this point, the white headed Weng knows that even if he continues to ask, he is afraid he will not be able to ask the result, so his eyes flicker, weigh the pros and cons, and then inexplicably ask, "why?"

Just as the Pulsatilla asked, when he was a commander of a hundred horses, although he did not confront the living Bodhisattva head-on, many of his subordinates fell into his hands indirectly, resulting in heavy losses.

But at that time, the living Bodhisattva was afraid of his handsome status and could go straight to the sage and the son of heaven. Many dignitaries did not dare to provoke him, so they did not seek revenge.

Later, the Pulsatilla was defeated, and the living Bodhisattva had the opportunity to retaliate. Naturally, he would not easily miss it. Even during that time, he sent people to assassinate the Pulsatilla many times, but he was lucky to escape.

Later, he went even further and bribed the jailer to poison the Pulsatilla, which nearly killed him in prison. Fortunately, someone sacrificed his life to save him and gave him blood for blood, which saved him from the disaster.

But the man who saved him didn't survive.

The most important thing is that when the living Bodhisattva saw that this plan could not be achieved, he had to regenerate a plan. When he was preparing to implement it, a noble man came to save the Pulsatilla and finally let him live. Only then did he survive.

That is to say, the Pulsatilla and the living Bodhisattva should be enemies of life and death. Even if the living Bodhisattva did not participate in the robbery of the sacred monument, after all, he was too deeply involved in beheading the enemy villa and Yang Yan, and there was no reason to dissuade him.

Is there anything else in it?

Moreover, it is obvious that the living Bodhisattva in the dark seems to have been asked by the Pulsatilla for a long time, but he can vaguely hear a slightly heavy breath coming from behind the Bodhisattva.

It seems that the words of the Pulsatilla have recalled the memory of the living Bodhisattva and made him fluctuate.

"Go away! Take care of yourself. Don't miss your life... If you don't believe it, be careful of the people close to you..."

A long time later, there was a sigh in the dark, but without giving any reason, he directly ordered the departure and urged the Pulsatilla to leave.

But I don't know why, at the end of his words, it seems difficult to hide. Even now, I still advise you not to wade in the muddy water.

But the most important thing is, if the Pulsatilla really gives up, will it be a Pulsatilla?

So in the end, the living Bodhisattva reminded the Pulsatilla to be careful of the people around him.

The words of the living Bodhisattva immediately made the Pulsatilla awe inspiring. With doubts, be careful of the people close to you?

Since the death of his beloved wife, there are only the old husband and those children around him. Now there are more than half a summer. Does anyone of these people want to be against him and participate in the looting of the sacred monument?

But these people are his closest and most trusted relatives. Even if the sky falls, they can't betray him. How can they be detrimental to him?

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