Chapter 86: The Prison of Prisoners (Third Update, Completed)
Some of these corpses died of wound infection due to lack of water or feeding, and there are a few others who are just left. After a breath, a moan came out slightly from the mouth of one of them. Judging from them, these should be all men, old and young. At this moment, they are all "fuzzy" and cannot tell that they are one person, or that they were once one. people.
They were filled with an extremely foul smell, a smell that was between life and death.
Lu Feng lowered his eyes and silently recited the mantra for them. The great compassion of the six-character Great Ming Mantra was like a clear spring, slowly flowing through their bodies, spreading from their bodies, and infiltrating their bodies. The wounds on their bodies began to heal slowly - it was originally not so special. Although Lu Feng's "Six-Character Great Ming Mantra" was also effective, it had never been able to call "animals" with such injuries. From death to life.
He only asked those attendant monks who had been whipped to have no wound infection or fever, which is commonly known as fever and dragon disease, and lost their lives. Visible speed, slow healing.
Under the repeated washing of the "Six-Character Great Ming Mantra", the animals that were bound here made a slight noise, like mosquitoes and flies. Lu Feng still lowered his eyes, and he repeated the Six-Character Great Ming Mantra. It washed over them over and over again, drawing out the charm in their bodies, smashing it into pieces, and then transformed it into Lu Feng's throne, becoming Lu Feng's material.
Slowly seeped into Lu Feng's larger lotus, and rekindled the few fires of life and the power of liberation that were still in their bodies and bodies, giving them a new lease of life!
A group of people who were about to "blow out the lamp and pull out the wax" and "the lamp ran out of oil" were put on the light again, allowing them to become alive again in one breath!
After a while, Lu Feng stopped reciting the curse. Looking at the three people on the ground who were not dead yet, Lu Feng saw the light of the butter lamp that expanded to the entire second floor. Lu Feng saw that the second floor of the water prison was different from the torture chamber on the first floor. The second floor was already a prison, but it was just a "wooden pile hell" with many wooden pillars standing there. From the side, there is no place to pick up the pile.
It seems that this place is just a place where people are tied to these "wooden stakes" and the punishment of binding is carried out. The most common traces on these people's bodies are traces of being flogged and tied up and bruised. This should be a "transit station" or even a "temporary storage place" during the magic witchcraft series. , throw the people prepared in advance into it for easy deposit and withdrawal.
Moreover, the parts of the slaves here are all very complete. They should be the materials needed to hold some special and special ceremony, or to create a cursed "stack".
Even so, there are still fourteen corpses here. Even Lu Feng can say so cold-bloodedly that this number is not too many for a large ceremony, and it can even be considered too little.
If it is only this amount and this is the case all year round, then Master Ganing can even be called a compassionate and kind master.
He does not have a moody character, and he cherishes his property very much. He will not dispose of his property intentionally or unintentionally, causing himself losses, except for the Dharma gathering. In the huge two-story dungeon, only These few people, although there was a disaster outside, led to an accident inside, causing several people here to die.
But he treats his property all because of the Dharma Assembly. In this way, he can be called a good person.
There was no one else here, so Lu Feng sighed.
After ten years of life as a Buddhist monk, Lu Feng knew very well that even if he was a compassionate boat, he had no place to drift in the sea of suffering, and he had no ability to save people - in the words of mainland Mahayana Buddhism , Arhat crosses the sea of suffering by himself, and Bodhisattva is a big boat that takes people to the other side.
In the esoteric realm, if he only had one chance, no matter how great his thoughts were, they would be suppressed by brute force. Lu Feng had never felt that his thoughts like that were so special. If he couldn't even survive Well, then what's the use of having his most extraordinary thoughts? Is it because the bones in his head are relatively large, suitable for being made into a gaba bowl for people to play with?
But his skull is not even qualified to be made into a kabala bowl - he is older than the time required to make a kabala bowl, his head shape is not perfect, and he is not a passing monk. He can only walk. The bigger his boat gets in the sea of suffering, the more people he can carry and the more people he can rescue.
So at that time, Lu Feng understood what compassion meant to him.
When he is there, his compassion is there. If he is gone, then his mercy is gone too.
If there were people, at least one might be there, but the person is gone.
Then there is nothing.
So Lu Feng has always known that his heart is like the Sumeru Vajra that has been tempered for thousands of times and is still standing in the distance despite thousands of tribulations.
‘As long as I live, it is compassion! ’
These eight words and two sentences will remain eternal in his heart, just like the great sun in the esoteric realm, which will last forever!
“This is the third level of water prison further down.”
Beside this “wooden pile hell”, Lu Feng easily found the ladder going down— -These "hell" ladders are all wooden ladders. When used, the person above puts the ladder down to ask people to go up and down. After using it, they pull it up to block the way up and down.
And some watchtowers outside are a form of defensive thinking.
Before going down, Lu Feng looked at the prisoners lying in front of him. When talking about these people, he knew clearly in his heart that these people were not dead, nor were they the most evil people. The entire Ganing family supports so many private soldiers. It is not like raising private soldiers in an area with a large number of people to compete with the chieftain family next to it, or the other noble families competing for pastures or turf with the other chieftains. Capture villagers outside the village who are not nobles and replenish slaves.
After all, who dares to compete with the Ganing family for land on the edge of no-man’s land?
The Ganing family has a lot of land. Even if it is given to some chieftains, those chieftains would not dare to leave their official villages here. The biggest role of these private soldiers of the Ganing family is to maintain deterrence. To deal with the "shengfan" who emerged from the foot of the uninhabited mountain, if the Ganing family had a major festival to go to the top of the mountain to "simmer mulberry trees and pray for blessings", these private soldiers would also have to go.
The Ganing family also has no laws. Family laws, laws and family laws are not aimed at slaves. As a Ganing manor, there are only a few people who can truly be human beings.
They only behave according to the rules.
So, most of the people here are slaves. As for saying that they "commit" crimes? If you have bad luck, even the time of your birth is a sin.
Thousands of words, but only one sentence, "Om mani padme hum", Lu Feng left these people here and went to the third level of "hell".
A tall Li Wei monk entered the third level first, and then Lu Feng followed the same sequence. He took off his boots, stepped on them, put on his boots again, and reached the third level of hell. He was not yet in the third level of hell. After recovering from this unspeakable stench and the environment that made people cry, Lu Feng felt the overwhelming strangeness coming in waves. The surging "darkness" next to him seemed to be... Sensing the stranger's aura, he squeezed towards this place.
The eminent monk Li Gui who went down immediately shook his diamond bell and made a violent sound. The sound directly tore through the "darkness" and tore them into pieces of broken cloth. gap! Lu Feng also scolded loudly and recited the incantations of "Driving away male ghosts", "Female ghosts", and "Dead ghosts". The other five Li Wei monks stepped down from above like running water, and the six magic weapons moved in unison.
At first, the light of the butter lamp tore off a small part and could only cover Lu Feng himself. The rest of the halo was suppressed by the "darkness" here, calling this The light cannot escape at all.
But as the "Seven Land Peaks" chanted the curse together, the light immediately tore through the "darkness" again, and just like that, it suddenly became clear!
Lu Feng took this opportunity, clasped his hands together, and placed the Kabala rosary in his palms.
Recite the six-character Great Ming Mantra loudly.
The torn rhymes were each turned into "tongues" by the "Six-Character Ming Mantra". This big "cunning rhyme" was rolled over with one tongue at a time, and rolled with the tongue at a time. Coming closer, Lu Feng felt like he was turning a prayer wheel. He recited the "Six-character Great Ming Mantra" once, and a long arm appeared beside him. When he repeated the Six-Character Great Ming Mantra, his huge arms moved towards him. Sweeping around the surrounding darkness, smashing the surrounding darkness into pieces, and gathering them all under Lu Feng's own lotus platform!
A grinding table appeared here, grinding the charm of this place, and what was ground out was Lu Feng’s wealth!
After repeated attempts, the darkness finally dissipated, and Lu Feng finally saw the scene in front of him. This time, there was water under Lu Feng's feet. He looked around the illuminated area. The name of the water prison was well-deserved. On both sides of the road that was deliberately thrown out, there was dark black water. It was unknown how deep it was.
Lu Feng couldn't even see where the road led. Even if most of the "darkness" was torn apart, the place illuminated by the butter lamp was only twenty steps away at most. The place is so vast and unfathomable that within twenty steps, nothing can be seen!
And the water prison here is different from what Lu Feng imagined, the iron cages soaked in the water. It is surrounded by dark black water. Occasionally, there seem to be living things appearing in the water. Occasionally it stirred, but there were no divisions. It was not clear what was under the deep black water.
Lu Feng looked at these places, thought for a while, and walked forward slowly along this road. The road was only wide enough for two people walking side by side. If one person was slightly fatter, then there would only be one person. The walk was wide, and on both sides, there were some iron chains sunk in the water prison.
Those tall monks, Li Gui, followed Lu Feng, walking in line, and were unwilling to set foot in the deep black waters. Lu Feng looked thoughtful when he saw them.
After walking a few steps forward, Lu Feng saw a big nail nailed on the roadside. On top of this nail, a chain as thin as a human arm was tied! The strength of these chains is more than enough to trap a normal person, even a tiger or a bear.
‘Chains? Could this be the water prison itself? ’
Lu Feng stood by the water and looked at the water carefully. He didn’t find any bubbles on it. This also meant that at least the things underneath were definitely not living things.
So, Lu Feng grabbed an arm-thick iron chain with one hand and dragged it up from the water!
Not heavy at all.
For Lu Feng, who had perfected his divine power, the amount of strength required to drag this thing was "a drop in the bucket". With just one drag, it took only a little time to pull up the thing below!
What Lu Feng didn’t expect was that there was actually a corpse underneath. It's just that this corpse has not been corrupted at all. As soon as it comes out of the water, the strange charm on his body suddenly spreads out. He is actually wearing a "mirror image" wizard robe that only "Witch Cult" wizards wear, and on his body. On the wizard's robe, there is a counterclockwise "卍" character.
He is a wizard from the "Witch Cult", but he is very cunning!
He is dead!
The Li Gui was dragged up, and the moment he left the water, he came to life and opened his eyes.
An eminent monk Li Jui immediately stood in front of Li Jui and Lu Feng. He slapped the Zamaru in his hand to make the sound of emptiness, preventing Li Jui from harming himself. Even so, in an instant, a large number of bubbles appeared on the body and skull of this strange monk, as if he was being corroded by the dragon disease. Not only that, his head also began to fall out. fall down.
At the same time, Lu Feng also heard a huge, unbearable noise, as if someone was holding a big iron bar and constantly beating and beating on something, every time Every sound made makes people's blood boil!
Lu Feng said nothing more and recited the "Man-Driving Curse" in his mouth. He imposed his dislike and hatred for this object on this curse, and visualized it in his mind. My own "Fudo Mingou Zun", imagining the wrathful power of Fudo Mingou, turned the "Man Expelling Curse" into a huge hammer, and hammered it hard on the "Witch Cult" wizard in front of me!
"Ga! Da da da! Xia! Hoo! Ha!"
The wizard of the "Witch Cult" felt as if he was struck by lightning, and was hit by the spell and fell into the water again. It's strange to say that this "Witch Cult" wizard fell into the water and immediately stopped moving. It was like a real float floating on the black water. After a while, he emerged from the black water. It sank above the water, and the iron chain sank to the bottom of the water.
In this short moment, one of Lu Feng's eminent monks, Li Gui, returned to his Kabala rosary. He should be resting for a while. Lu Feng stared at the black water and frowned. brow.
Before he came down, he never thought that the water in the water prison of Ganing Manor could be so special that it could imprison Li Gui?
(End of this chapter)