Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 169: Ghost generation ghost
"Is it a mirror?"
Su Bai was the first one, and stopped at this time. However, Su Bai didn't panic. For one thing, Su Bai had experienced more weird scenes than this in the story world. Second Come, this time, I am not alone. Two monks behind him, the monk and the fat man, specialize in this ghost and illusion art. Although Gyatso is majoring in arhat training, he is also a tantric monk after all. Hacking but not knowing the true magic skills of Tantric Buddhism, who believes?
With these three following, Su Bai really felt a lot relaxed.
The monk's eyes narrowed slightly, and a ray of golden brilliance flashed between his eyebrows;
The fat man held Aoba in both hands, swept his eyebrows, then opened his eyes, and re-viewed the scene in front of him by "opening eyes";
In popular terms, these two people are now opening their eyes.
The monk and Fatty had already taken action, and Gyatso didn’t try to superfluous. In fact, he had always focused part of Ning Cheng’s body. After Ning Cheng came down, his whole person became very gloomy, and he seemed to be heavy. You, let the memories of that scene resurface, naturally, the mood will not be too good.
"It's not a pure illusion." The monk said at this moment, and then he glanced at the fat man, and saw that he nodded slightly, obviously agreeing with his opinion.
"What should I do?" Su Bai has always lacked the means to deal with this situation. He has a zombie aura and a cross phantom that can strangle ghosts and charms, but this is actually the simplest and rude way. Using the methods of the fat man and the monk, they Must have the ability to maximize benefits.
"Amitabha Buddha, let the poor monk lead the way, here, it is much more complicated than the poor monk originally expected." The monk put his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and the whole body showed a faint blue light.
At this moment, the two Japanese soldiers who were standing opposite each other seemed to have seen the monk. They came over to say hello to the monk in Japanese, and the monk opened his mouth to say something, but only saw his lips. It was moving, but no sound was heard.
"The bald donkey meets people and talks the most. Hell talks." The fat man murmured beside him.
This is actually natural. In Buddhist legends, there is a Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva guarding Abi **** and issued a great aspiration that the **** will never be empty and you will never become a Buddha. This kind of mythology and legend are based on the contemporary study of the thoughts of certain leaders In the same way, the layman also looks at the excitement, and the expert can often figure out many other meanings, such as the policy outline hidden in it or the planning action that is used as a basis, and this Buddhist mythical story can be seen. Buddhism also has its own unique means of dealing with ghosts.
After a while, the two Japanese walked away, and the monk stretched out his hand behind him to beckon and motioned to the people behind to follow.
The monk walked in front, and everyone followed. Then, the monk directly hit the wall in front, but the whole person penetrated in.
Fatty followed behind and hit the wall without hesitation, and then the whole person disappeared. Su Bai and others followed and walked forward together.
After crashing into the wall, his sight was covered in gray. Su Bai walked behind, only to see the monk's back glowing in blue, and everyone just followed the monk forward, otherwise it would be true May get lost.
After walking for about ten minutes, the surrounding area suddenly became bright. Although there was no light, there were two groups of floating ghost fires illuminated by the fat man. The visibility was also good. After hitting the wall before, the light of the ghost fires could not escape at all.
It's just that, looking around, Su Bai found that the surrounding environment was exactly the same as the environment where everyone was before. After walking for so long, everyone was more like walking around in circles, but finally came out.
The monk put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name. The blue light on his body disappeared and he looked very tired. On his forehead, beads of sweat were already immersed, and his breathing became heavier.
The fat man took out a pill from his pocket and handed it to the monk. The monk was not polite and swallowed it immediately.
"Just now, did the ghost hit the wall?" Su Bai asked.
Those Japanese are definitely not alive. They should be similar to the phantoms created by phantoms or ghosts staying in place during lightning. Su Bai knows this, but now the monk is panting. Su Bai suddenly felt that the matter was actually much more serious than he had previously expected.
Otherwise, if it is just a simple phantom or the ghost of some devils staying in place, whether it is a fat man or a monk, they can easily take care of them.
"Call..."
The fat man also took a long sigh of relief,
"Ma Dan, if it weren't for a serious look, the five of us would be forced to rest here collectively."
Obviously, the fat man is really scared. It is not a ridicule. It is definitely not an ordinary thing to make a fat man who has always liked a black belly pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger really fear.
"Amitabha Buddha." The monk chanted the Buddha's name, "It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be, this is Jinling, it is Nanjing, not to mention that the luck of the companion capital is suppressed, it is impossible to say that Mr. Zhongshan directly above Let this become this situation."
Su Bai still didn't understand, his professionalism was not right, and there was nothing he could do. Gyatso pursed his lips and asked, "Qilu, is this the pattern of ghosts on behalf of ghosts?"
Ghost generation ghost is a saying in Tantra;
The differences in location factors and cultural environment factors have led to the development of Buddhism in various regions. Buddhism that has flowed into the Central Plains has become a "tender and humble" lady at least on the surface. In the eyes of inland people, The monk is an image of kindness and kindness; while Tibetan Buddhism has embarked on another development route. Now if tourists go to some temples that have not been fully developed by commercial development, they can still see the leftovers made of human bones. Device.
Therefore, Tantra pays more attention to results and takes an extreme line. The method of guarding against ghosts is regarded as a sorcery in Central Plains Buddhism and a method of evil ways. However, in Tantric Buddhism, no one who has a little bit of Taoism will not know it. ;
Guild, as the name implies, people are manipulating ghosts to act, and ghosts are acting on ghosts, and ghosts are manipulating ghosts to act. These are two different concepts. Man is the spirit of all things. Their level of life is naturally higher than that of ordinary people. Ghosts can also be regarded as a kind of "natural law" by which higher creatures control lower creatures. Think about it in the opposite direction. If a ghost can control another ghost, then does this ghost have How strong and terrible?
Ghost King, it's just that.
"Amitabha, the poor monk was strange before, this underground research institute, even if it is a coincidence, there is a dirty place for ghosts, but why do we only see images of Japanese researchers and Japanese soldiers."
When I heard this, Su Bai understood it. The monk meant that there should be Japanese soldiers and Japanese who died here, otherwise the devil would not have rushed to close the institute before surrendering in 1944. Now, something must have happened, but here, if a ghost situation really forms, and things like ghosts really appear, why do you only see the ghosts of the Japanese?
According to Ning Cheng, this research institute is like an assembly line. The corpses sent in for experiments and then incinerated in the incinerator are estimated to be tens of thousands. Even if there are ghosts, they should be the dead of the Chinese. It’s right to show up here. How many Japanese can there be here?
"Monk, do you mean that the Chinese undead here are controlling these Japanese undead?" Su Bai asked, if the number of ghosts here is not just these Japanese, but tens of thousands. For Su Bai and others, it’s not an exaggeration to say that the threat factor is to directly change from a slingshot to a nuclear weapon. If the ghost hit the wall with violence just now, it is possible that the five people present at the scene have all been lost. The ghost swallowed and died.
The monk hesitated, he didn't know whether he should nod his head, because in some places, he always felt something was wrong.
"Impossible." Fatty interjected at this time, "It can't be like this, it's absolutely impossible;
There must be many Chinese who were killed by Japanese devils here, but among them there are ordinary Chinese people, they have broken the army, and there are victims who came to Nanjing from other places to hide. Although they are all Chinese, they Different races, different families, different surnames, even if you want to form a ghost pit, it is impossible to have such a harmonious side.
Since ancient times, where ghost villages, ghost palaces, and ghost caves have appeared, it’s because the people who died in this area belonged to the same race or a village or a specific group before their lives, such as an army. If they die together, if the ghost is transformed by chance, they can form a whole.
But, here, it's impossible. "
The fat man squatted down while talking, took out a compass with his left hand, and pinched it with his right hand.
"But from the perspective of the hexagram, there is a ‘one’ here."
Fatty's sentence is still very simple and clear, that is, there is a will that controls everything here.
If this will is not the compatriot who died in the first place,
So,
Who else?
Unconsciously, Su Bai suddenly discovered that the eyes of the fat man, the monk, and Jia Cuo were all looking at him.
"What's wrong?" Su Bai asked.
The fat man "hehe" smiled, "Pretend, you continue to pretend, damn, I thought that no matter how big your gains this time, you would just take a bowl of blood to go back, and what's more, take a bowl of blood to go back. Now I am going to be jealous. You must be blessed if you survive a catastrophe. The mortal situation in the story world was revealed last time. You came back alive and kicking. This time you are doing a realistic task here. You can still encounter such a good thing.
No, the baby's heart is not balanced. You are full, but you can't let our three brothers work here for free. "
"Amitabha." The monk was clearly echoing the fat man's words.
"Ahem." Gyatso also coughed.
Ning Cheng, standing among the four, suddenly felt a little strange. The atmosphere changed a bit quickly. Before, it was very solemn and serious, as if encountering an atmosphere of great danger and hidden danger. How did it turn into a stock exchange? Atmosphere.
Su Bai couldn't help but smile wryly in his heart,
Obviously, the fat guys have guessed that there is a living vampire here. They are not stupid, and they are even smarter than most of the audience. Now they are just asking Su Bai:
Do you want us to help?
Well, if you want to help, you have to show your attitude, either give some magical artifacts or owe an adult, you choose.
Su Bai knows that although this is a realistic task, all four of them have accepted the task. The task must be completed~IndoMTL.com~ But this does not allow Su Bai to say that he can comfortably let the fat monk help him. Do everything well, it is estimated that the core of the task is to solve the vampire here,
Killing it or subduing it and letting Su Bai absorb it are the same to complete the task, but obviously, the former is much easier than the latter.
"Am I the kind of person who owes favors?"
Su Bai asked back, and at the same time showed an attitude, meaning that you helped me today. If you want to find a relic in a dangerous place next time, monk, I will accompany you. Fatty, if you are next time I want to go somewhere to find the ancient alchemist's tomb. I will accompany you. If you go to Gyatso next time to do something in the secret realm of Tibet, I will accompany you.
I owe this favor.
Su Bai's attitude undoubtedly satisfied the monk and the fat man. At this time, the fat man came over shamelessly and patted Su Bai on the shoulder angrily:
"Fuck, Dabai, what do you mean by this? Are we friends? Isn’t it just natural for a friend to help a friend? If you say something is unkind, I’m going to get angry if you talk about fat man. You don’t treat us as true friends."
Of course, the fat man can never take this sentence seriously;
If Su Bai really stupidly regarded the fat man, the monk, and Gyatso as his true friends, Su Bai would have been killed in a corner that no one cares about.
Maybe the tomb head grass is already three feet tall.
The friendship between the listeners is so pure. (To be continued.) mz