Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 665: Old enemy
Chapter 665 Enemy
What Mr. Zhi recited was the general outline of the "Funeral Sutra", but his pronunciation method was different from ordinary people, his tone was cadenced, and there was an indescribable taste in his voice.
As if he has understood the true meaning of life and death, he despises everything, even God.
In the beginning, I could understand what Mr. Paper said, but gradually, the spells in his mouth became difficult and obscure, and the speed of his speech became faster and faster.
I have no idea what he is talking about, I can only memorize some pronunciations in my mind.
The walls of the Jianghu Cancer Research Hospital are engraved with words from the funeral scriptures, and the Fengshui array here was arranged by Mr. The layout is most likely learned from the "Funeral Sutra".
I stood outside the passage, watching quietly, with questions constantly emerging in my heart.
If the "Funeral Sutra" has always been in the Qingtu Temple, where did Mr. Zhi's "Funeral Sutra" come from? I have seen the funeral scripture runes he carved on the wall, and there are occasional missing ones. Obviously, the "burial scriptures" he read are only fragments.
"The incomplete "Funeral Sutra" can create the number one feng shui master under the double-faced Buddha? I must keep this book well. If it is exposed, I am afraid that I will become the prey of all sects." Feeling in my heart , I am also quite sorry. The content of the "Funeral Sutra" is so complicated that I can't even read it, let alone practice Feng Shui in it.
"What I need most now is time. The show is broadcast live every three days. I can't waste the rest of my time on these trivial matters. I need to improve my strength as soon as possible." When I go to Jiangcheng, I will be able to ask a lot of questions about cultivation, as well as things about the sect.
When I was thinking about it, the sand table on Mr. Paper's side changed. It was originally a worm coffin for storing white worm larvae. After I burned it with fire, now only the corpses of white worm larvae remained inside.
What surprised me at this time was the corpses of these bugs. Under the urging of Mr. Paper, the bugs that I thought were all burned to death came back to life.
The scorched black shell cracked, revealing the eggs as fine as silver sand inside.
"The big fire can't kill them?" Wan Daochang only told me that the white worm is one of the three corpses and nine worms, but he didn't tell me that ordinary fire is harmless to them. I continued to observe and gradually realized something was wrong.
Mr. Paper seems to have used a special method in the funeral scriptures to forcibly revive the dying white worm.
He swept the scorched black insect corpses aside, leaving only a thin layer of "silver sand" on the sand table.
"I nurtured you, now you give your last life for me." He forced a drop of blood from his fingertips, and this time I could see clearly that Mr. People are different, not blood red, but a strange light-colored blood.
"Could it be that he has exchanged blood with Buhuagu?" Before I could think deeply, the sand table suddenly shone brightly, and Mr. Paper's blood seemed to be the key to open the formation. The runes engraved on the wall also echoed each other, and a complex formation like stars in the sky enveloped the entire Jianghu Cancer Research Hospital.
Mr. Zhi showed a trace of regret: "Twenty years of painstaking efforts were ruined in one day, and the five great masters, I have written down this grudge."
He flew up with both hands, tapped on several nodes in a row, and then raised it with one hand, and the white worms that smelled the blood between his fingers gathered together, forming a silver ball in his palm.
"I have the Ksitigarbha Sutra, and I can bury people all over the world."
He showed reluctance, but that trace of reluctance was quickly replaced by resentment: "Stay here forever, I will bury you all alive!"
Suddenly exerting force with five fingers, the silver ball in his palm was directly twisted and exploded.
As the silver light dissipated, the runes in the wall dimmed one by one, and with his position as the center, cracks spread rapidly!
The stones on the top of the head fell downwards, the ground shook and the mountains shook, and the building seemed to collapse soon.
"This guy wants to bury the monks of the Zongmen with the bones!" I was shocked by his approach, and at the same time I was very glad that I followed.
The feng shui formation self-destructed, and the backlash made Mr. Paper even more injured.
He bent over, clutched his chest, overturned the sand table, looked around, and suddenly walked towards Chen Jiuge's body.
"Chen Jiuge's consciousness is invincible. I will take his body back as an explanation to the Buddha." He dragged Chen Jiuge's body without turning the things on it, and walked towards the stairs.
The floor tiles are broken, the walls are densely covered with cracks, and the building is about to fall. At this moment, I didn't bother to inform those sect members, and followed Mr. Paper to the ground.
He was seriously injured and dragged Chen Jiuge's body, so he walked very slowly.
"Mr. Paper is the number one feng shui master under the Double-Faced Buddha. If you can get rid of him, it is equivalent to breaking off an arm of the Double-Faced Buddha." My gaze under the mask was cold, and my murderous intent was already on the rise.
Along the way, I prepared to strike several times, but I always felt that Mr. Paper was a very strange person. I was not completely sure, and I didn't dare to act rashly. After all, there was only one chance.
I walked out of the safe passage all the way, and when I was about to leave the third ward, I found an excellent opportunity.
Mr. Paper left a way out for himself. He opened the locked equipment room at the end of the corridor. The windows of this room were not sealed, and the wooden boards on it were only joined together, not nailed.
In order to remove the board, he threw Chen Jiuge's body at his feet and grabbed the edge of the board with both hands.
At this time, his back was facing me, without any defense.
I walked out of the shadows silently, did not use the judgment eye, and did not mobilize the true and negative qi, as if I had returned to my own home, and entered the equipment room slowly and calmly.
Picking up a scalpel scattered on the table with my fingers, I walked towards him quietly without making any sound.
One step, two steps... I stared at his back, slowly raised my hand, raised the rusty scalpel, and stabbed the knife decisively at Mr. Paper's heart.
The whole process took less than five seconds. When the wind rang, Mr. Paper was extremely horrified to find that there was a person standing behind him!
"Boom!" He grabbed the wooden board on the window and turned around in a hurry. My scalpel just pierced his body two or three centimeters deep before it was blocked by the wooden board.
"Who are you!?" Mr. Zhi, who is strategizing and best in Fengshui in Jiangcheng, looked at me with a face full of shock at this moment.
If you look at it from the perspective of Mr. Paper at this time, this is indeed an extremely horrifying scene. In the empty ward, a stranger with a scalpel and a mask appeared behind him at some point.
"Say! Who are you!"
I was wearing a mask, so I was not afraid that Mr. Paper would recognize me. If I missed a single blow, I would immediately fight close to my body.
A feng shui master can make use of the dragon energy of the earth veins to lay out the layout, but he is very weak. I know that he can seal the soul with a paper doll, so I don't give him a chance to chant a spell, and use the most brutal way to destroy him!
I didn't say a word, I kept swinging the knife, and every blow went straight to the vital point.
Mr. Paper was injured by Xu Yan, and just now he was backlashed by manipulating the formation. This is when he is at his weakest.
"I'll kill you while you're sick!" The scalpel couldn't be used, and I was repeatedly blocked by Mr. Paper with a wooden board. I simply threw the scalpel aside and used Bengquan to fight melee.
Mr. Paper, who was seriously injured, is my opponent. He didn't dare to fight me, and he didn't care about his face. He turned over and jumped out of the window, crawling and running towards the outside of the hospital. up.
"Want to run?" I glanced at Chen Jiuge's body and chased it out decisively.
"I have no grievances with you, why do you chase after me so hard?" Mr. Paper was in a state of distress, and kept throwing out paper figurines. There are evil spirits hidden in those paper figurines. Stop me and buy yourself time to escape.
"Yin-yang ghost art!" My Yin orifice was wide open, driving the remaining Yin Qi to release the ghosts in the ghost ring, and chased them together with me.
"Are you a ghost cultivator?" Mr. Paper's eyes were gloomy when he saw me performing ghost tricks. It was you who made it! It was you who led the practice of Zongmen to Jianghu Cancer Research Hospital!"
People who practice Taoism are talented and intelligent, and Mr. Zhi is proficient in wind and water, and he is the best among them. He deduced the truth based on just a few clues.
I kept my mouth shut. I didn't mean to be contemptuous of him. I just didn't want to expose my voice.
When Mr. Zhi saw me acquiescing, the anger in his chest almost exploded. His twenty years of painstaking efforts were ruined in my hands.
"Despicable and shameless!" Mr. Paper's speed was getting slower and slower. His injuries were too serious. In the end, he didn't even have the strength to yell at him, and he ran forward desperately with his head depressed.
About ten seconds later, the paper kite that Mr. Zhi sent out flew back again. He didn't even look at it. He seemed to understand the information carried in the paper kite, and immediately changed direction and got into the dense forest.
"Is there someone to respond?" I was anxious, but there were too many paper figurines sealed on Mr. Paper. Whenever I was about to catch up, I would always be stopped by new paper figurines.
At this moment, there is a large circle of smiling paper dolls around me!
"Go away!" The talisman on my body was completely consumed last night, so I can only force my way at this time.
Mr. Paper has also reached the point where the lamp is exhausted. In order to save his life, he even threw out the blank piece of paper that sealed Master Wang.
I didn't have time to save Master Wang at this time, so I chased after him with all my strength until I entered the woods outside the hospital.
I understand the principle of not being able to enter the forest. Using Judgment Eye, I just slowed down when a cold light flashed in front of me, forcing me to stop my steps.
"Sure enough, someone is ambushing here." I stopped chasing, adjusted my breath and looked forward.
"Mr. Paper, how did you become like this?" The voice came out of nowhere, sinister and frivolous, which made me feel a little familiar.
I looked for the sound, my eyes slowly froze, my hands clenched tightly, bones collided and creaked.
A person who was about the same size as me walked out from behind the big tree without any haste. I.
At the same time, I also gritted my teeth looking at his handsome half face and half scarred face.
"Lu Xing!"