Chapter 152: Sins add up
The clouds and mist dissipated, and Luo Xi found himself standing in a place with only seven stone steps, surrounded by the original Youzuo Temple.
He emerged from the strange clouds.
The reason is very simple. He exchanged the signature of "clouds cover the road ahead of the mountain with mist, and demons and demons hide in it" to the other party.
"In this way, that person has two clouds in his hand that cover the road ahead of the mountain. It is estimated that Potian will not be able to escape from it this time." Luo Xi muttered seriously One sentence.
By exchanging signatures, Luo Xi not only discovered the Maitreya Buddha worship spot hidden in the clouds and mist, and obtained the signatures there, but also used this opportunity of exchange to escape from it.
Of course the price is the heavy ‘criminal karma’ on your back.
Luo Xi looked up and happened to look lovingly at the big-headed monk lying on his back.
"It doesn't matter, it just takes some physical strength, and you can't attack each other here, so it doesn't matter if you move a little slower."
Luo Xi thought very broadly.
Moreover, based on his analysis of the current situation, all signatures may have restraints and attribute cycles among each other, so this crime may seem like a burden, but it may not be useless.
At that moment Luo Xi began to step forward slowly, and soon he found the next place to worship Buddha.
There is also an ancient tree here, which is vigorous and verdant, with luxuriant branches and leaves
Of course there is also a merit box, an incense burner and a futon.
However, there are already several memory collectors present at this place, including the middle-aged Lao Jin, whom Luo Xi had met before, and several other memory collectors he had seen at the door before. In addition, There were also three or two new faces, probably from behind.
The men were talking quietly.
The status also looks different.
Some of them had rosy faces and the word "福" hanging on their heads. They were the middle-aged Lao Jin. It was obvious that they were very proud of themselves.
There is also a situation that is not good. There are two knives stuck in the body of a memory collector, piercing the front and back. However, he is not dead, but his expression is a bit anxious. He must have received some bad sign. Want to exchange with others.
Luo Xi, a monk with a huge head carrying sinful karma, came up slowly and immediately attracted everyone's attention.
"Haha, brother, how did you do this?" The middle-aged man Lao Jin laughed out loud when he saw this.
The few people collecting memories next to them also squinted their eyes, thoughtfully.
“It seems that this guy is guilty of a lot of crimes. Hehe, carrying this thing on his back will sooner or later exhaust him to death.”
“It’s not that he will be exhausted to death. I was unlucky last time. After getting this signature, I will be exhausted in the end. Damn it, I’m scared just thinking about it. It’s so hopeless. , Fortunately, this round, I'm pretty lucky."
"The accumulation of bad karma will eventually lead to repayment, and the accumulation of good deeds will bring about blessings. Oh, in this day of imprisonment, who is not riddled with sins, where can a good person come from. , this sign is basically a sign, whoever gets it will be unlucky!”
If they don't know each other and are even competitors, they naturally like to see others suffer.
Luo Xi also walked closer at this time. The big-headed monk on his back made it very difficult for him to walk, but he still cast the card very seriously, took the Buddhist incense and got the fortune sign, and then went over to burn the incense to get the sign.
The middle-aged man Lao Jin wanted to go over and see what Luo Xi got this time. As a result, Luo Xi acted very quickly and immediately hid the result.
“Let’s take a look, there’s no way to grab it, you’re being stingy, aren’t you.” The middle-aged man was unhappy, but he just laughed and cursed.
"How about we exchange signatures?" Luo Xi asked.
"No, no, this won't work. Who would dare to exchange with you now, unless you exchange it with another signature!"
Luo Xi smiled, and then saw someone over there. There were steps, so I walked over and slowly sat down to rest.
No matter what position I take, the thing on my back will not come down.
The Buddha worshiping point here is the 'Manjushri Bodhisattva'. Luo Xi estimated that the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in normal temples should be here, and each place can only worship once. That is to say, the place where you get your destiny is fixed.
It’s just that the fate you get each time is random.
For now, it looks like randomness.
It will definitely not be that simple if this level scene can be classified into the 'Diyuan' attribute. Currently, Luo Xi has obtained five signatures.
According to the old monk sweeping the floor at the door, you can go to him after getting seven signatures.
Looking at it this way, it doesn’t seem to be difficult.
But almost all the memory collectors I have met before have surprisingly consistent evaluations of this place.
Dangerous, terrifying, and extremely dangerous.
If there is just an extra big-headed monk on the back, it seems to be very different from what they described.
Luo Xi has carefully observed that these memory collectors are indeed experts, and they are senior among seniors, just like the middle-aged man who looks ordinary, very shrewd and loves to take advantage of small things. The old-age pension itself is not as simple as it seems on the surface.
In addition to the fact that the other party is very familiar with this place, Lao Jin has other things to rely on.
There is a kind of calmness and indifference hidden under the careless appearance.
And others are not simple either.
For example, the memory collector was stabbed twice, one of which was clearly stabbed in the heart.
But the other party is not dead?
That was a penetrating injury. It was impossible for a normal person to survive. However, his expression was just a little gloomy, but he was really almost like a normal person.
It can be seen that everyone present is a master, they all have trump cards, and each has his or her own merits. Luo Xi saw that the ancient tree over there had a thick and curved trunk. After thinking about it, he stood up again, then walked over and tried to lie down on the trunk.
Not to mention, it’s much more comfortable.
Although it was uncomfortable to be pressed, the support did alleviate a lot of fatigue, at least it was more comfortable than standing or sitting.
When the other memory collectors saw this, they just looked at him like a monkey, and no one tried to talk to him.
Luo Xi is also happy to be quiet.
He still had a lot to think about.
"Since they are all masters, it is impossible for everyone to talk nonsense, and the attribute of Youzuo Temple is 'Diyuan'. Although it is level one, the attribute of Diyuan is definitely not that simple. Therefore, the real danger in the checkpoint scene has not yet come, and these people, instead of going to other places of worship, are gathering here, it is impossible for them to just chat. "
Luo Xi could see that these people were here. Hide and tuck.
I know a lot of secrets, but I just don’t tell them.
This is normal. If it were him, he wouldn't say it.
Seeing that Luo Xi had no intention of leaving, several of the memory collectors showed a clear look. One of them whispered to his companion next to him: "This man is quite clever."
"Oh, even if What can I do if I stay here? The bell will ring soon. He is not going to die. He looks like this. How can you run away!"
"Yes, staying is also death, leaving is also death, there is only one way to die, how pitiful"
Luo Xi lay on the curved tree trunk. Like a caterpillar, and the big-headed monk on his back is the same.
A few minutes later, many more people came here to collect memories.
Including the two women I met before also came.
The long-haired girl and the short-haired girl were also a little surprised when they saw Luo Xi.
“He actually carried the karma of his crimes, ha, he’s dead.” The short-haired woman smiled, while the long-haired woman didn’t even bother to look, but walked towards the other memory collectors: “ Magicians and extraordinary people, I didn’t expect to meet so many masters here.”
The long-haired girl was very enthusiastic and gentle at the moment.
This seems to be her background. She is kind to people who are useful, but once they are no longer useful, she doesn't even bother to look at them.
"Poisonous Scorpion, don't smile at me. I look scary. Attacking each other is not allowed in Youzuo Temple. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to be in the same scene with you." A memory collector over there stared at the long man. The hair girl is filled with fear and a hint of ridicule.
"I'm not as scary as you say, Brother Qi. Am I as scary as they say?" At this time, the long-haired girl went over and grabbed the short-haired girl's arm, as if she was coquettishly coquettish.
The latter nodded: "What the magician said really makes sense."
"Huh, even you bullied me." The long-haired woman seemed to be sullen, but she looked serious at the moment. She is very feminine, which is in sharp contrast to the short-haired tattooed woman named Qi Ge next to her.
Even though they know that this woman is as sinister and cunning as a poisonous scorpion, many people still want to get close to such a woman.
Anyway, we can't attack each other here, so there's no problem in taking advantage of each other, right?
"The bell will ring in a moment. Please take care of me." The long-haired girl stuck out her tongue at this time, giving people a more cute and well-behaved and pitiful feeling, but she didn't really know how to do it. If someone is tempted and chooses to help her at a critical moment, that's another story.
As time goes by, people who collect memories continue to come here.
Luo Xi has calculated the number of people. Up to now, including himself, there are already eighteen memory collectors present.
And they are all masters.
They call each other by 'nicknames', such as Magician, Extraordinary, Poisonous Scorpion, Mystic Medicine Master, Swordsman, Seventh Brother, Bastard.
The problem is that other nicknames are okay, a little bit satisfactory. It's not surprising, at least it's within the normal category, but did he think of the nickname "Torrent" himself or was it given to him by someone else?
Luo Xi, a psychopath, doesn't quite understand what the other person's mental state was that made him decide to use this nickname.
"Could it be that this person's professional card can turn him into a tortoise?"
Looking at the memory picker, Luo Xi had various thoughts in his mind.
But to be honest, he now looks like a tortoise carrying a shell. The big-headed monk is the biggest tortoise shell, Shen.
These hundreds of millions of people are gathered here, obviously waiting for something, but no matter what they are waiting for, Luo Xi plans to stay here and take a look, mainly because he really can't walk.
At this moment, a man walked up to Luo Xi, sat next to him, and sighed heavily.
Luo Xi glanced at this man.
It was the old man who had two knives stabbed into his body. It could be seen clearly from a close distance that both knives were stabbed from behind, piercing his body.
One of the knives was really stuck in the heart.
The wound is still bleeding.
"We are brothers in need." This man said, with a sense of sympathy for each other.
"What do you call me, brother?" Luo Xi saw that the other person was older than him, so he asked.
(End of this chapter)