Chapter 180: The Nuwa Palace is falling, and all the people are evil?
Yang He noticed that although the incense burner was just a mundane person, the Yang fire was a bit too strong, especially the centenarian.
Life even feels like you can live another two hundred years.
The old temple Zhu approached Yang He, and the crowd couldn't help but gathered around. "Incense Town has worshipped the Nuwa Gate of all dynasties. Even if Nuwa is no longer born, the Incense Town has never stopped offering sacrifices."
"Immortal, are you willing to become the reincarnation of Wugui Buddha?"
Yang He heard Lao Miaozhu ask and replied with a smile: "I am willing, of course I am willing.
Lao Miaozhu couldn't help but be stunned. Unexpectedly, Yang He agreed so simply. Logically, the latter had seen Lishan. My mother's true face would only think that the incense town worships...the evil spirits. "I would also like to move. Only by meeting the statue of Wugui Buddha in reincarnation can you ensure that your illness will not worsen. "
Yang He still smiled but didn't say anything. Sure enough, the problem lies in the statue.
It is indeed as Lao Miao Zhu said, the stubborn disease ignores the plague and the three evil spirits in his body , the symptoms are getting worse.
"Cough cough cough."
While Yang He coughed, blood flowed out from his mouth and nose.
He was not panicked. After all, he had found a solution. As long as he wore a leather robe to isolate the external influence, his stubborn disease would soon be digested by the plague Gu immortal body.
"If there was Buddhism behind Xianghuo Town, who would it be?"
" Maybe it would be one of the few people who rebeled into Buddhism in the future by the Shan Sect. Damn it, but They are all figures who have become immortals."
Yang He had a secret headache and could only go with the flow.
"Just be sure to be the Taoist Lan Deng or the Taoist Duobao."
The Taoist Lan Deng later became the ancient Buddha of Lan Deng in Buddhism, and the Taoist Duobao was the Tathagata Buddha, both of which are worthy of More than the horror of the saint.
Old Temple Zhu led the way ahead and said earnestly: "Incense Town has received countless patients in the past ten years, but only a few are suitable for reincarnation. This is an honor."
"Haha."
"Can't it be suitable? Wugui Buddha is a small trumpet."
Yang He glanced at the wine shop not far away, with a statue of the Nine Heavens Xuannv inside, which was covered with white cloth.
He raised his eyebrows and the spirit noticed something strange.
In an ordinary perspective, the Nine Heavens Xuannv is wearing black clothes and holding the Xuantian Ge. As the most famous disciple among Nuwa's disciples, the stonemason grasps the charm well and looks extraordinary.
There is different in the eyes of spiritual vision.
The Nine Heavens Xuannv's body was covered with traces of rat biting, and her organs were half exposed, and her facial features were extremely twisted and ferocious because of herpes.
【Stone Woman Ghost】
【The corpse woman who fell off the cliff and died, her soul melted into the rock after death, and she suffered from the wind and sun for a long time, and her resentment did not dissipate and turned into a ghost. 】
Bang bang bang.
The statue of the Nine Heavens Xuannv swayed wildly, as if she was about to escape from the altar.
Lao Miaozhu quickly signaled to others to cover the doors and windows, "No, no, immortal, any statue of a saint disciple has a spirit, and you must not look directly at it, otherwise it will be disrespectful!" Yang He looked away and his heart was filled with his eyes. He said intimately.
Isn’t the situation in Xianghuo Town similar to Wuguang Temple? The stone woman carved into a statue, and finally gave birth to evil spirits with similar spirits.
"The character fusion is really troublesome, I thought it would be done with just a moment of tick."
Yang He pinched the bridge of his nose with a headache. Fortunately, after understanding the situation, he would not have looked dark. , I have already vaguely guessed how to blend deeply.
The old temple stopped in front of the granary, and there was nothing inside, only the altar with statues standing in the center, with yin energy everywhere. "Old slave Bibai, originally the county magistrate of Xianghuo Town, I don't know what the immortal is called?"
"Yu Zheng."
"I've met Immortal Yu Zheng. "
Bi Bai winked, and two people used iron chains to seal the granary windows, just waiting for Yang He to enter and close the door.
"Immortal, if you need clean food and water, just call us."
Bi Bai showed mercy on his face. No one has ever been able to survive the next day after he was reincarnated. Yu Zheng is still good at heart and nature. , is a character.
Yang He slowly walked into the granary, and the diseases in his body no longer erode flesh and bones.
His eyes fell on the altar beside the wall, with statues of the Wudi Buddha enshrined on it, which was exactly the same as the trumpet.
"Funny."
Yang He raised his lips and could feel that the statue wanted to eat him, but before it was formed, the stone woman ghost had only the strength of an ordinary evil ghost.
"Hehehe."
He opened his mouth and the ghost on the tip of his tongue suddenly opened.
After the statue of Wuqi Buddha was frozen, the yin energy emitted became disordered.
Bi Bai was about to leave, but heard Yang He say, "Bi Bai."
"What's the matter with the immortal?"
"Bibai, don't you plan to take a look?"
As Yang He spoke, the eyeworm penetrated into Bibai's ears and crawled not long after. Entering the Niwan Palace affects the latter's consciousness.
Bi Bai looked dazed and then stepped into the granary regardless of others' obstruction.
"Is the plague more than ten years ago related to the Nuwa Festival?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Bi Bai couldn't help but tremble all over, cold sweat soaked his clothes, and his expression was filled with indescribable fear.
"I..."
"Bibai, Nuwa is above, and there is no way to deceive her!"
Bibai's face was pale, and for some reason he felt that Yang He was The voice seemed to penetrate my mind, and I quickly knelt down and said, "I dare not!"
" Incense Town has respected Nuwa Niangniang all dynasties. Six hundred years ago, Nuwa Niangniang had come down to earth to save us from drought. .”
Bi Bai burst into tears, and the yang fire became unstable.
"The plague occurred during the sacrificial ceremony in Xianghuo Town. In order to work on the statue of Wuque Buddha, it was chosen seven days after the festival ended."
Yang He communicated with the ghost of pupils and the transmission of eye worms. Some fragmentary memory scenes. Xianghuo Town is full of believers. Although the permanent population is only eight or nine thousand, nearly ten thousand people come to visit the towns.
The streets and alleys are filled with people, and there are statues of parades everywhere.
Bibai breathed rapidly and said, "The plague is definitely not because of the celebration. Nuwa will not hurt us. It must be evil spirits. Yes, it is evil spirits disguised as statues."
Yang He narrowed his eyes and remembered them. The picture flashed through the sea of corpses and blood.
The thirty-two statues of the celebration parade have become unnamed.
Immediately afterwards, the statue grew a flesh-like structure.
Yang He saw the statue in the memory screen blooming in all directions, and a large number of bacteria gushed out from it and spread out in an instant.
Plague, acne, sha epidemic, cholera, rabies...
The thirty-two types of diseases broke out, and ordinary people present could not escape the infection.
Yang He seemed to be able to hear believers gathering in the streets and alleys, and then pushing each other. In the end, the plague caused a large number of ordinary people to become corpses.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read! "How do you feel that the plague more than ten years ago was not artificial?"
He had always suspected that Buddhism was secretly causing trouble, but the truth did come from Nuwa Palace, which led to sudden changes in the statue. "Can Nuwa turn into a ghost and affect many disciples..." Yang He swallowed.
He carefully looked through the memory screen and found that Wugui Buddha was the only one who was not out of control. In this way, he proved his speculation, how could Wugui Buddha be missed if it were done by Buddhism.
"The Nuwa Palace has been full of evil spirits, and no saint disciples are spared."
As a permanent role, Yang He was unconscious when he did not play the role, so he did not affect the celebration more than ten years ago.
Yang He wants to verify the authenticity, just go to the sect’s allusion.
He shook his head slightly and instantly gave up his thoughts.
The difficulty of Nuwa Palace is far beyond imagination. Even if you become an immortal, it is probably difficult to explore. The sect allusions can only be sealed for a long time.
"Bibai, how did you survive later?"
"There are...there are Bodhisattvas who save the incense town."
"Bodhisattva?"
"They call themselves Bodhisattvas and will be back soon!!"
Yang Heti At this point, Bibai Niwan Palace produced a corresponding memory picture.
He suddenly saw an extremely familiar figure, his skin was no different from coke, and his hair was entangled with each other, like burning flames.
"Ma Shan."
It is the flame Five Light Buddha Ma Shan that built the Wuguang Temple.
Ma Shan blocked thirty-two statues and allowed survivors to stay in the town to raise ghosts. Now twenty-seven evil spirits have been born.
Yang He's expression is solemn. Ma Shan is transformed from the glazed flames of Taoist Randeng. It will be very troublesome if it involves Taoist Randeng. "No matter what, the most urgent thing is to wait until two days later."
Yang He waved his hand and Bi Bai staggered towards the granary.
Bang.
The door is locked.
Yang He took out his head again to arrange a stake, and then meditated silently to practice.
The white cloth of the statue of Wudi Buddha was torn off. The stone woman was still afraid at first, but soon became ready to move again.
The hustle and bustle of the day slowly calmed down as the sun set.
A dozen more patients came outside Xianghuo Town, but it was not acne, so they were placed in a wine shop. The surface was to treat diseases, but in fact they raised ghosts.
The afterglow is over, and the night covers the entire mountain range.
Chakkakkakkak.
Yang He did not move, but the statue of Wuqi Buddha was unwilling to be lonely. Stone chips continued to fall off all over the body, and the joints gradually became flexible.
The statue of Wuque Buddha left the altar, and his upper and lower jaws spread to two meters.
Yang He restrained all his breath, and the extinguishing of Yang Fire was a delicious corpse in front of him.
Eat him! ! !
The statue of Wuqi Buddha was unbearable, and his narrow tongue was rolling towards Yang He.
The result was just the moment the tongue touched Yang He.
When the statue of Wugui Buddha saw Yang He open his eyes thoughtfully, he took the initiative to swallow it into his abdomen, and his actions made it creepy.
"Wuwuwu!"
"Stop making trouble, go back to the altar and stay honestly."
Severe pain came from the belly of the statue of Wugui Buddha. Then countless eye insects were spread inside and outside, and ghost hands wrapped around the spine of the statue. "It turns out that Buddhism is also a traitor in raising ghosts."
Yang He sat in the evil spirit's belly and saw a special pattern in the heart of the statue of Wuqi Buddha.
The lines are flashing golden, as if they were carved on them by a brush, and can be recognized at a glance. They are clearly Sanskrit in Buddhism.
Yang He thought and half of his little finger fell off.
Roar! !
The statue of Wudi Buddha was swallowing his broken fingers hungryly, and his qi and blood poured into Sanskrit.
Pick.
Half of the little finger of the statue of Wuqi Buddha fell off, and then the newly grown bones and flesh actually exposed a bit of Yang He's unique breath.
"The evil spirits raised in the Incense Town are relatively special, and in the unconventional sense, the stone woman and ghost should be acquired by Buddhism."
"Those so-called Bodhisattvas should come and pick peaches soon." ”
(This chapter ends)