Chapter 168 Nightmare Realm
The moonlight is like silver, falling on the stone road of the new town.
In the quiet night, only the sound of slight footsteps and the occasional barking of dogs broke the tranquility.
“It’s not a big trouble, but it’s a lot.”
A deep voice sounded faintly in the night. It was the Master of Desire walking on the street.
His steps were steady and strong, his cassock swayed gently in the wind, his eyes reflected the stars and the bright moon, but there was a slight wry smile on his face.
In a blink of an eye.
Everything changes before our eyes.
The secret and strange atmosphere is spread in every corner of the new town, like a pervasive dark cloud, lingering over the new town.
An indescribable existence from the Nine Netherworlds outside the territory murmured.
suddenly.
All the strange atmosphere suddenly dissipated.
I saw a god-like light coming from the front. Under this light, those things in the darkness melted away.
Master Yu raised his head.
At some point, Chen Jing was already standing in front of him.
"Master has been here a long time ago, why don't you come to find me? If you hadn't received the letter from Wei Ershao, wouldn't you have ignored Master for a few days."
"It turned out to be Chen Zhenzhuan in person."
< br>Master Yu clasped his palms together and said with a smile: "I have been entrusted by the Second Young Master Wei and have not done anything yet. How can I accept the hospitality and get the things done? I will not bother you."
"You're welcome, you're welcome. "I wonder if Master has seen anything?"
Chen Jing asked.
He had long known that there was a non-mainstream monk wandering around, and he thought he was a tourist. Not long ago, he dug out the message and realized that it was a helper.
Look at Master of Desire again.
Wearing painful cassocks, gold skull beads, and long drooping white eyebrows, he looks very evil.
But the tone and attitude of the words are strangely friendly.
“Of course there is, let’s look at this thing for real.”
Master Yu took out a ghost mask.
“I use the power of Buddhism to subjugate ghosts and gods and inject it into this face for sacrifice. After wearing it, it can frighten the little ghosts and peek into the netherworld... If you are led by the old monk, you can also walk into the nightmare world.”
"Nightmare Realm?"
"It is one of the realms, hidden in the dreams of all living beings."
There are many sayings outside the realm. In Buddhism and Taoism, it is often called the Ten Thousand Realms. One meaning refers to a place that overlaps with China and a small number of areas overlap.
The realm of gods and ghosts and the mysterious realm of mysterious scenery are all outside the territory. Strictly speaking, the cave opened by the cave monks is also outside the territory.
Master Yu said: "Those who want to do evil are doing things through the nightmare world. You might as well come with me to dream."
"Okay."
Chen Jing has heard of the Nightmare Realm and is very interested in it.
Rumors.
The reason why mortals can dream is because of the influence of the nightmare world. All people who have dreamed have walked in the nightmare world, but they cannot control themselves.
When a monk succeeds in practice and gathers his spiritual thoughts, he will no longer dream.
There are some spells involving the nightmare world. You can fabricate your own dreams, which is enviable.
The two came to a stone bench beside a bridge in the town.
Bring on the ghost face.
There was a trance in front of my eyes. There was still a new town around me, but it seemed to have been put on a layer of bubble-like filters.
There are blue will-o'-the-wisps-like things floating everywhere, rising and dying.
"Is this the nightmare world?"
He could feel that his body was still sitting where he was.
What enters here is just an incarnation of spiritual thought.
"Exactly."
Master Yu's voice seemed to come from underwater, with a slight dullness.
"Look at the will-o'-the-wisp floating here, you can touch it." "Oh?"
There was a will-o'-the-wisp burning in front of Chen Jing, and when his palm came close, he felt something Cool and comfortable feeling.
"Dream fire is a treasure in the nightmare world. It is a collection of pure thoughts and looks like fire. This object can clear away distracting thoughts, increase spiritual consciousness, and can also repair damage to spiritual thoughts. It is widely loved by some monks. In Yunzhou, it is also There are specialized dream workers who collect this stuff and sell it to others. "
"What a good thing."
He stretched out his hand to grab it, but passed through the dream fire, and the dream fire gradually extinguished.
"The birth of dream fire has no rules, just pick some along the way."
Master Yu said, and taught him a simple way to visualize dream fire collection.
By visualizing the container, you can absorb it and store it.
Chen Jing thought to himself that this is the power of my thinking. After a little experiment, he visualized a yellow gourd and sucked the dream fire into it.
There is also a display screen on one side of the gourd: +12.
“The Nightmare Realm is relatively close to China. When ghosts and gods from outside the territory come, they often pass by the Nightmare Realm. Some obscene spells, Shinto and ghost ways also use the Nightmare Realm as a medium. I visited the Nightmare Realm for many days. I have found something strange."
Master Yu nodded and led the way.
The street in front.
Suddenly a blurry figure flashed across the street. The figure staggered to a house and started shouting.
“This is the door-calling nightmare in the nightmare world. If you call the door in a dream, if there is a response, the door-calling nightmare will invade the soul. The victim will often dream of ghosts, first outside the door, and later in the room. The foot of the bed, and then in front of me... After repeating it several times, he became weak at first and lost his mind at worst. "
"Master, don't you want to kill me?"
< br>"It is easy to kill this monster, but it will alert the person who drives it. I have already given people here a protective object in advance, so this monster cannot get in. However, if the truth is needed, I will take action now."
"In that case, there's no rush."
Chen Jing shook his head.
After staring at the doorman for a while, the two left from the other direction.
"What's the use of threatening the monks under my rule?" he asked.
“Do you know the god of disaster?”
"I've heard that there is a great demon god in the Nine Netherworld who brings disasters called Bu'e. Wherever its power spreads, there will be disasters."
"It is this official who has some evil laws in Yunzhou. Use the power of the God of Disaster to plot against others... However, the God of Disaster resides deep in the Nine Netherworld, and its power is difficult to come by."
Hearing this, Chen Jing already understood.
“So, this door nightmare is just a medium.”
“Just like this, being entangled by the door nightmare, and then infected with the aura of the God of Disaster... It only takes one evil spell to... It can cause disasters. There will be no abnormality before this method is activated, and it is extremely difficult to prevent. ”
"Fortunately, Master helped me."
"It's my duty."
As the two of them talked, they saw many ghost figures hanging at the window, knocking on the door, and shouting. shout.
The old monk sighed with emotion: "If it were anywhere else, I'm afraid it would be a lot of trouble, but under Zhenzhuan's rule it is extremely different. Without Lao Monk, it would be difficult for these evil men to succeed."
"Oh. ?”
"When there is a gap in people's hearts, little ghosts will come. But when people's hearts are united, they will be like a 'god' shining, shocking all directions. How do these little ghosts take advantage of the gap and get in..."
Just said this.
Suddenly.
A house was being knocked at, and the door opened with a bang.
A sleepy, shirtless man walked out.
The big man kicked the figure over, stepped forward and pinched the neck of Menyan.
"Niang Xipi, why are you calling me my father?!"
As he spoke, he smashed his fists at the door, making the ghost disappear on the spot.
“Hey, why am I here?”
The naked man scratched his head and his figure gradually faded away.
Apparently sober.
"Amitabha, beat me happily."
The old monk paused, smiled and said the Buddha's name.
(End of this chapter)