Chapter 179 I am Wugui Buddha
Yang He doesn't understand why the old detective asked such a question.
"Not sick."
"That's fine. I don't think your complexion looks like you are sick."
The old detective breathed a sigh of relief, as if he was afraid. I disturbed Lishan's mother, "Lishan's mother is only responsible for acne epidemic. If different diseases are found, the immortals will not like it. It is enough if they are not sick."
Yang He was not worried about getting sick. He was in charge of the plague Gu immortal body, and even if Lu Yue was in the world, it would be difficult for him to suffer from illness. "Master, I've gone upstairs." "No matter what movement you hear, don't leave the room. I'll take you out of Xianghuo Town tomorrow morning." "Thank you, my cousin."
The old detective watched Yang He fall into the ladder.
Not long after, four old men came to the teahouse, covered with scars after being infected with smallpox. The old detective called them temple blessings.
The temple prayer became busy in the lobby, and the old detective stood respectfully.
Each large jar is equipped with a shrine for the old mother in Lishan.
The mud inside is lifelike, with an old woman wearing a phoenix crown on her head, a gorgeous fairy dress, holding a fairy stick in her hand, and stepping on auspicious clouds.
Yang He vaguely remembers that his mother in Lishan had a very high seat in Nuwa Palace.
"My mother in Lishan, no illness or disaster, no illness or disaster!"
After the old detective recited the name of the mother in Lishan, he solemnly took out the incense and inserted it into the incense burner in each shrine.
While the conversation between several people, the old detective hesitated and did not inform them of Yang He's existence.
Incense Town does not allow outsiders to enter unless they have stubborn diseases.
The incense is lit, and the refreshing smell is permeated.
"Huh?"
Yang He stopped in front of the door of the wing room, frowned.
The smell of incense is very familiar. It is clearly the ignition candle of the third level of heavenly wonders and heavenly eyes that was used to burn the ghosts of the pupils. "What a mess? How could Buddhist things run to Xianghuo Town?"
Yang He's spiritual vision growth rate is getting faster and faster.
He pushed open the nearby wing room, the furniture inside was covered with a layer of dust, and the tea sets on the table were placed randomly. It could be seen that the people could not react at all when Xianghuo Town suffered a disaster.
Yang He dared not neglect, even if the situation was within a controllable range. "Heizi."
The black cat was nervous and then spit out more than a dozen air-dried heads.
The human head is naturally provided by Yu Zheng. It is the raw material for refining the human head Taoist talisman, and it is also the best material for laying out the priming piles.
The ghost hand grabbed the head with one hand and used the ability of blurring to inlay it into the ground wall.
Yang He sat in the center, acting as the eye of the formation for the stake.
Suddenly, a faint spiritual pattern was revealed, corpse spots were everywhere, and the yin energy was isolated. Even the evil ghost could not break the stake in a short period of time.
Yang He closed his eyes and restored his yin energy, and dozens of eye insects were suspended in the air.
After the busy work, the full moon is already hanging high.
Yang Heyu Guang stared at the window. If the old detective said nothing, there would be evil spirits related to Fairy Guanghan at night.
"Confirm the existence of Fairy Guanghan, I will consider something else..."
As soon as the thought arose, a woman's laughter echoed in the town.
Yang He felt cold in his heart, his eyes approached the window, and the full moon seemed to be about to fall, and his volume occupied almost half of the sky.
The laughter became more and more creepy.
Just under the moonlight, my huge head was rolling from the northern hillside.
The head is four meters long, and the woman's facial features can be seen. Her skin and flesh seem to be soaked in water for a long time and it is swollen and white. The corners of her mouth are grinning to her ears, and her face is full of smiles and sharp teeth are exposed.
There are even more demons dancing in the depths of the mountains and forests, with at least a dozen evil spirits appearing.
"Absolutely not Fairy Guanghan!!"
Yang He has met Fairy Guanghan. Not only is it the allusion world, but the main world can also see things and think of people every night. He looks very familiar. but.
But this head is completely different and the aura is completely different.
Yang He is sure that his head is not fairy Guanghan at all. He noticed that there are scars on his head, and there are six points in total. The six precepts represent compassion in the heart in Buddhism.
"In Xianghuo Town, the Six Rings Scars also seem to represent... evil ghosts!"
The ghost domain of Fairy Guanghan spreads, and there are big mouths on the surface of the rock, and whenever they are subjected to moonlight, they are exposed to the light of the moon. The birds and beasts that were caring for actually turned into the same faces and made alternative laughs.
At the same time.
Lishan’s mother has also arrived at the teahouse through the shrine.
The incense candles sway without the wind, and pus flows through the mouth and nose of clay sculptures. The temples hid behind the counter to see the arrival of Lishan.
Pus water gathered together, and the bloody humanoid sitting cross-legged.
The so-called Lishan Lao Mother and clay sculpture are very different. The outline is more like a man, with six pupils on his head, replacing the scars. "It's the scar of the sword again. Is it the Xianghuo Town involved Buddhism?"
Yang He looked surprised, and saw Li Shan's mother blocking a large tank, a faint golden light flashing, and the temperature inside the house rose.
Screams continue to occur, and the large tank becomes a petri dish for bacteria.
Miao Zhu quickly knelt down and called out to the old mother of Lishan, not feeling that she was helping the evil, but was treating the patient.
The flesh and blood stamens grow from the large jar, and a relics are in the center.
The old mother of Lishan nodded greedily, then stuck out her tongue to swallow all the relics. None of the twenty or thirty people were spared and all became food.
He crawled on the ground, digesting the nutrients of the relics.
The seventh point above the head is forming.
The old detective was a little regretful. He didn't expect that no one could survive. It should be because the plague outside was too serious. More patients must be brought to the patient, and there will always be sporadic recovery.
As long as the outside world knows that Xianghuo Town is still blessed by Nuwa, the town will return to its original lively not long. Lishan's old mother looked around and confirmed that there were no patients and then headed towards the night.
Yang He narrowed his eyes, "Since the Incense Town worships all the Nuwa Sect members, the key to deep integration should be the Buddha Wugui."
"Let's talk about it during the day, the night is really dangerous."
Uncle.
The old mother of Lishan turned her head 180 degrees and stared at the second floor leading to the stairs, her eyes full of resentment, "Who?"
"Who are you?! ! ”
Yang He was shocked. His breath had already been converged to the extreme, and it was impossible for the yin energy to be revealed by the abortion stake. How could he be noticed by the old mother of Lishan?
He heard the terrified conversation among several people in the lobby.
"Lao Ji, have you brought outsiders to Xianghuo Town?"
"Medal blessing, I didn't..."
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"Old Ji, he is sick!!"
The old detective opened his mouth wide, and without waiting for a rebuttal, he stabbed his two sharp knives into the ribs and forced them to put them in a large tank.
"Listan mother calms down, let's stop being angry!!"
Listan mother ignored them and crawled forward to the ladder. Not long after, a dull sound of impact sounded.
Bang bang bang! !
The stakes play a role to resist the attack of the mother of Lishan.
There are cracks spreading on the wall.
Yang He's face looked ugly. When he heard Fairy Guanghan from the outside was also approaching the teahouse, the noise was getting worse and worse.
The invisible ghost domain enveloped the wing room, and the teahouse was overwhelmed.
Yang He only felt the blood vessels under the skin burst, the blood became extremely sticky, and it gathered towards the internal organs. The baby cried and the organs actually gave birth to spiritual intelligence at the same time.
Unlike the ghosts of the five internal organs, after the ghost realm of the old mother in Lishan turned the organs into babies, the five internal organs were born in the baby's body, and then the smaller internal organs were born with spiritual intelligence.
A baby parasitizes a baby, and in the long run, countless babies will be born.
Yang He will be directly squeezed dry. "Hehe." Fairy Guanghan's eyes walked into the window of the wing room, his eyes covered with bloodshot.
When Yang He was about to come, he was not upset. If he stayed in the mountains and forests, the evil spirits he encountered on the first night would have increased by ten times. "There are only two evil spirits in Xianghuo Town. After forcibly damaging one, they broke through from the south."
The copper coin sword fell quietly in the palm of his hand, and blood continued to grow in the blade.
Yang He transformed into three heads and six arms, and his legs began to accumulate strength.
"Who are you?!!"
The old mother in Lishan was hysterical and the stakes were about to be unable to support her.
Yang He thought of something and took away the leather Taoist robe covering his body. A smell of blood suddenly came to his face.
As the skin is exposed to the air, it will inexplicably affect itself.
Immediately afterwards, the skin ulcerated at a rate visible to the naked eye, and unknown diseases eroded Yang He's body and spread to the whole body before slowing down.
The disease was not caused by the mother of Lishan or the fairy Guanghan.
Yang He had a solemn expression, and the disease seemed to appear out of thin air. As long as the skin was exposed to the outside world, the plague Gu immortal body could not resist it.
Fortunately, if the skin robe continues to be isolated, the disease will disappear.
The old mother of Lishan stopped hitting and widened her eyes excitedly, "So you are... Wugui Buddha, so you are Wugui Buddha!!!"
Fairy Guanghan also roared, The yin energy is boiling in time.
Yang He couldn't figure it out, so he simply repaired the stake and stayed in the wing room. The pupil ghost was always paying attention to the two evil ghosts outside.
The evil spirits do not have hostility, they just keep repeating the same words.
Until the morning light breaks.
The edge of the sun slowly rises from the ground line, and the light cuts through the darkness, and all the evil spirits around the incense town are missing.
After falling into silence, hundreds of people surrounded the teahouse.
They were all dressed in temple Zhu, deliberately shaved their hair, and there were traces of disease raging on their bodies. They stood in front of the door and waited respectfully.
Yang He confirmed that they were all ordinary people and walked out of the wing room slowly. "I've seen an immortal."
Miao Zhu, who is over 100 years old, stood at the top of the list, with a very hot look in his eyes, "Immortal, our Xianghuo Town is waiting for the people of Nuwamen to return to their positions one after another. I didn’t expect that it was you today. “
”How many Nuwa Sect members are already in Xianghuo Town?”
“Go back to the immortal, twenty-three.”
Yang He sneered and did not reply. Xianghuo Town and Chaoge's harem were never similar.
No accident, it is just raising ghosts.
But unlike Chaoge's harem clumsy ghost raising, Xianghuo Town is even more clever, and even the Buddhist practice can be seen vaguely.
"I'm afraid someone is robbing the fortune of Nuwa Palace."
"Since Nuwa Palace is no longer possible, so why just replace it?"
Just looking at Fairy Guanghan, the two are already more than eight points alike.
Even considering that the Nuwa Sect's people have to become ghosts and gods, they can be called similar in form and spirit, but there must be some means in the future until it is completely difficult to distinguish between true and false. "It is very consistent with the understanding of Buddhism. Taking advantage of the conflict between the Ancient Sect and the Interpretation of the Sect and the Secretariat to secretly make trouble. Once the Romance of the Gods is over, Buddhism is the one who benefits the most."
Yang He licked his lips, and the deep fusion was more complicated than he thought. "Damn it seems that my true body will replace Wugui Buddha."
(This chapter ends)