Sealing Sword Chapter 106: West Buddha
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During this moment, Ye Fusheng has thought a lot-Xi Buddha can be outstanding, if the ghost trick is considered deadly, but now it seems that the other party is still alive, but besides death, other methods are probably only Can sleep him for a while.
However, the guards at this gate are only two and two, unless Bu Xueyao is a fool who considers himself so arrogant, he would never dare to be so slack.
Bu Xueyao is naturally treacherous, so there may be a mystery in this cave.
It stands to reason that Ye Fusheng shouldn’t let Xuansu go alone in such a situation where it’s not clear what is true, but he is the only one who can lead the guard away with his light power and strength, and by the way explore other places in the cave to collect clues. Xuan Su is not a child who needs protection like Xie Li. He needs to move forward step by step and cannot be taken forever.
Compared with Ye Fusheng, who was thinking about it, Xuan Su's temperament was almost clever, not to mention that he was really blind in this place. After Ye Fusheng said this, he obediently responded without objection.
Ye Fusheng nodded to him, picked up a stone, and threw it along the corridor on the right.
He threw very skillfully with this hand. Due to the special angle, the stone did not hit the ground after a single blow. Instead, he took advantage of his strength to hit two more shots forward. It sounded like footsteps passing by.
"Who!"
The guards were taken aback, two of them drew their swords and chased them, and the nearby sentry also rushed over here. The scene was suddenly chaotic.
Ye Fusheng made a gesture to Xuan Su, and flew away from the corridor on the left, like a shadow against the wall. As a result, there were problems on both the left and right sides, and the guards didn't know what was false, so the soldiers chased them in two ways, and in a blink of an eye they took away most of the people.
Taking this opportunity, Xuan Su had already stepped on the upper mountain wall, carefully avoiding the fire, like a clinging gecko entering through a gap, hiding in the upper corner of the cave entrance, not rushing to act rashly.
After a while, a guard hurriedly entered with a torch, glanced vigilantly, and did not find Xuan Su, so he turned around and guarded the entrance of the cave.
Xuan Su has already seen sweat on his forehead. His thrill for just half a day has exceeded the sum of the previous twenty years. For a while, his heart beats wildly, and his hands and feet are a little weak.
He didn't dare to land, for fear of making noises to alarm the people outside, so he clung to the wall and sneaked with light skill and arm strength, and followed the sound from the direction of the sound of the piano. It was difficult. Fortunately, Xuan Su was extremely stable and calm, and did not lose his position due to the emergency. After the initial difficulties, he quickly adapted to and accelerated his movements.
Here, the black light is blind, and the Qin Song "Wen Shui" became the only guide. Xuan Su's ears are so strong that he moved his body, clamped a sharp feldspar with his legs, and suddenly turned over. Hanging upside down, his hands fell on the stone door.
He carefully calculated the distance he had traveled in his mind. The sound response of Shimen opening would not disturb the guards outside, so he lowered his heart, exerted force with both hands, and pushed Shimen to both sides.
The dust fell and fluttered his face, making Xuansu really uncomfortable. Shimen made a soft noise, but it was not enough to attract attention. Xuansu resisted the urge to sneeze, put his force on again, and slowly pushed the Shimen open, revealing There is enough gap to flip in.
He was like a monkey jumping up and down, squeezing in through the crack of the door, and as soon as he withdrew his palm, the stone door closed again. Xuan Su fell to the ground, before he stood still, he felt a strong wind on his face, and subconsciously moved his head to the side. It was a blue hand rubbing his cheek and hitting the stone gate hard, and a shallow fist mark appeared.
Xuan Su was startled and looked at the attacker through the dim lights in the cave.
This is a monk, wearing a gray monk robe, but his face is mottled and ragged, his face is blue, and his eyes are hollow and numb. Only when he sees a living person has some light.
Like a starving wild wolf, he saw a live prey.
A strong stench came over her face, Xuan Su was a little disgusted, her long sleeves covered her face, her eyes faded softly, like spring water floating on ice, condensing a chill.
This cave is very big, but there are a lot of people inside, so it still looks crowded.
At a glance, Xuan Su found that there were about forty people, more than half of them were monks, and the rest were dressed up in different ways, but without exception, they were all people from the world.
He saw the faces of these people clearly, and his pupils shrank instantly--
More than forty people have blood on their bodies and are unclothed. Many of them have mutilated limbs. The skin and flesh of the wounds have turned over, and they have even become suppurated.
But they didn't seem to know the pain, they just stared at Xuan Su with their eyes straight, and then showed madness and malice from the empty eyes like a dry well.
Some of them grinned at Xuan Su, as if laughing, but Xuan Su only saw their **** lips and teeth and their tongueless mouths.
Their tongues were all pulled out by the roots, probably to prevent the howls and screams from showing through the mountain wall and attracting outsiders' attention.
Buddha says that there are six ways of hell, among them there is the way of hungry ghosts, which are hungry, impoverished, ugly and crazy.
Xuan Su is a young Taoist priest. Because of the special meanings of Buddhism and Taoism, his views on Buddhism are mostly superficial, until now he has seen "hell" with his own eyes.
The hands in his sleeves slowly clenched into fists, and the blue veins on the back of his hands were exposed. He uncontrollably inhaled a breath of fishy air, and the moment it fell into his lungs, an anger rose in his chest.
"Hey--"
The monk who attacked Xuan Su made a horrifying noise in his throat. He flexed his claws and grabbed it at the door of Xuan Su's face, as if he wanted to grab a piece of flesh alive.
Xuan Su didn't want to be rough with these poor people, so she avoided the grasp in embarrassment, but felt that his leg was tight, and someone clung to his left foot.
It was a woman, and her blood-stained face could faintly distinguish her delicate eyebrows. She was supposed to be a clean water hibiscus-like girl, but now she squatted on his legs and gnawed regardless, and she herself But his legs were festered below the knees.
The teeth bite the flesh through the trouser legs, even if it hadn't been bitten, Xuan Su was shocked in a cold sweat. He bent over and pointed at the woman's hand, and used a clever effort to win his leg, but these forty crazy people rushed towards him, Xuan Su held Tong Xiao around his waist with his backhand, and his fingers patrolled for a moment. It is not solved.
Xuan Su is responsible for two sets of exercises, one is the supreme inner power of the Supreme Palace "Wuji Gong", and the other is the external power he possesses when he brings art into the mountains. This set of exercises is different from his temperament. It follows a decisive and ruthless way. Once used, it is a killer move. Therefore, he once promised Master that he would not kill anyone who was not a sinner in his life, and would not do anything to innocent people.
Although these people seem to be mad and tactical, they are also unfortunate people who have been harmed by others. How harsh Xuan Su was to the injuring and sinful people on the streets of Garan before, how much he faces them now Hesitate.
He blocked and avoided. He didn't move to kill or use heavy hands. He was soon stretched out and stepped back until he reached the stone gate behind his back, unable to retreat.
People who are mad are still rushing or crawling towards the ground, their mouths dripping with saliva, their nails digging through the walls and the ground, making harsh sounds.
The world is in a dilemma. Sometimes just retreating, can it really be a great world?
Xuan Su's brain was blank at this moment, and only these crazy people were left in his eyes. Naturally, he didn't know that his hand was on the copper Xiao on his waist again.
To kill or kill yourself, which one do you choose?
The fingers twitched, tightened and loosened, Xuan Su tore off Tong Xiao, turned it in his palm, and threw it away, firmly nailing it in a gap between the rocks above.
At the same time, Xuan Su raised his hand to grab someone’s arm and squeezed out forcefully, pushing out a two-foot gap, and the person also took the opportunity to jump up and grabbed the copper Xiao. Hanging in the air.
He didn't dare to take it lightly. He lifted his legs and hooked the lantern hanging directly above the cave. With a strong pull, the lantern slammed into the ground, the fire was extinguished, and the cave was plunged into darkness.
At this moment, the music of "Wen Shui" suddenly raised a key, Xuan Su was hesitating, but now it was so dark that he could not see his fingers. He could only hear that the sound of the piano came from here, but couldn't find specific details. position.
The sound of the piano turned into a high-key, and the sound of the sound was endless. Suddenly, a flute sound protruded, cleverly inserted into the gap of the music. A stack of three turns, steadily uplifting, as if the water is running to the end and a waterfall is falling, turbulent and noisy, just like falling rocks rolling into a deep pool, suddenly there is a huge noise, splashing water, and everyone's ears, eyes, hearts and livers tremble!
Xuan Su was caught off guard and almost vomited a mouthful of blood. He quickly raised his internal breath to suppress the blood flow in his throat, but felt that there was a sudden silence below, and the crazy people didn't move.
The sound of the flute flashed, and the music of the piano gradually ended. The two merged almost perfectly. If it weren't for the carefulness of the heart, I would never hear this sudden noise.
The person who touches the piano uses his palm to stop the remaining sound of the strings, but the person who makes Xiao Xiao never exists, saying nothing, not moving, as if perfection and darkness merge into one.
The player who plays the piano is naturally Xi Buddha, so who is it that uses the flute to destroy the mind?
Xuan Su hesitated, but Ye Fusheng, who was thinking about turning away the sentry, did not delay, but whispered in the direction from the voice of Qin Xiao: "Dare to ask Master Sekong?"
An old voice came from the darkness, as light as still water: "Amitabha, Lao Na can't see it, so the donor just entered the house and failed to identify it in time."
Xuan Su was surprised.
Five years before the death of the Taoist leader at the front end, Zen Master Sekong came to mourn him, he naturally recognized the voice of the other party, but at that time Zen Master Sekong was very old, but his eyes were as bright as before. Why can’t he see now? Watched?
Duan Yadao treated him very well during his long life. On weekdays, Zen Master Sekong also appreciates the meaning of admiration. With Xuan Su's ears and eyes, he naturally grew close to him. What's more, Duan Qing and Duan Heng were busy dealing with the chaos in the martial arts, and inevitably ignored his feelings, until the Zen Master Sekong stroked his cold and hot forehead in the Duanya Hall, warmly and comforted him. .
Xuan Su got close to Zen Master Sekong, and now he knew that the other party's situation was not good, and where he could stabilize him. However, as soon as he moved, he heard another voice coming from him, such as breaking the ice and cutting the snow, extremely cold and harsh:" Don’t act rashly, in short."
The sound was too cold, like ice covered in winter snow, so cold that it was impeccable, and Xuan Su almost fell down with a shiver.
He managed to stabilize himself, and his lowered voice was a little shaken: "Duan...Duanqing Uncle?"
I should have stayed in Duanqing of Wangchenfeng, how could I appear here?