Chapter 55 Chapter 55: The Swimming Undead

Riwobuji and Battalion Commander Shi looked at each other, and then said: "Master, can you follow us to see the robbery cave? I feel something strange, but I'm not sure." The old monk Jingyuan pondered for a moment, and said, "Is there a crack in that stone gate, and black liquid seeped out from it?" Riwobuji felt a little surprised and said, "How do you know? Did you go in and see?" The old monk Jingyuan said: "Everything is caused by greed. This is no longer the barren land you imagined. Many things that you can't see have long been waiting in this place, looking for opportunities."

Riwobuji said: "Master, please make it clear that our cultivation is not up to the level of a master, but we also want to know the truth." The old monk Jingyuan said: "I will tell the truth that you should know, but I will not tell the truth that you should not know. You should take me to that robbery cave to have a look first." Riwobuji asked Battalion Commander Shi and Guard Cui to stay by the fire to guard the woman who was still in a coma, and then led the old monk Jingyuan towards the robbery cave. Arriving at the entrance of the robbery cave, Riwobuji picked up a torch left by the tomb robber at the entrance of the cave and lit it, then jumped down into a pit two or three meters deep and one meter square, a pit that could only allow one person to crawl in. Narrow openings appear at the bottom of deep pits.Riwobuji crouched down, held a torch and went into the robber's hole.

The old monk Jingyuan frowned lightly, also got on all fours, and followed in. After a distance of one or two meters, the robbery cave suddenly opened up, and people could walk half upright.The tomb robbers obviously had good intentions, because the soil that buried the ancient tomb was so loose that it was easy to collapse, so the robbers who went deep into the tomb used fresh bamboos that were cut down in the shape of a "herringbone". Support all the way in.It doesn't look like a robbery hole, but a simple corridor leading to the underworld. After walking forty or fifty meters away, a mysterious tomb finally appeared in front of my eyes.The tomb was tightly closed by two mysterious bluestone gates.There are several strange patterns engraved on the bluestone gate, the copper shop head has been corroded with a layer of patina, and the animal head on the shop head has a strange and evil face.

And from the bottom of the bluestone gate, there is a black viscous liquid seeping out from it, and it is extending zigzag along the robbery hole. The old monk Jingyuan remained calm. He stared at the mysterious pattern on the gate for a moment, and then said to Riwobuji: "We can't stay here for long, we have to get out." Riwobuji sensed the old monk Jingyuan's expression was different, and said, "Master, is there something wrong?" The old monk Jingyuan said: "I can't explain in three or two sentences. They have already touched the mechanism inside the stone gate. I'm afraid the things inside will come out soon. We have to get out quickly."

As soon as the old monk Jingyuan finished speaking, a gloomy wind suddenly blew in the corridor, blowing the flame on the torch in Riwobuji's hand violently and shaking it.Just as Riwobuji was about to use his hands to hold the flames, the flames were extinguished. The robbery cave fell into a suffocating gloom and darkness. Riwobuji was in a daze, but his hand was caught by another hand. "Hurry up." It was the voice of the old monk Jingyuan. Hearing the urgency of the old monk Jingyuan's voice, Riwobuji had no time to think about it, and was dragged by the old monk Jingyuan and rushed towards the outside of the corridor.

Riwobuji became blind, but the old monk Jingyuan seemed to have a pair of night eyes, and the dark robbery cave did not hinder him in the slightest. But in the stone gate behind him, there was a muffled knocking sound, as if something alive was about to run out of the stone gate, hitting the heavy stone gate with its thick body. Riwobuji's heart was beating non-stop, and he just followed the old monk Jingyuan and ran towards the outside of the robbery cave. After leaving the robbery cave, the outside is a peaceful scene with bright moon and few stars.Riwobuji, who was covered in cold sweat, let out a long breath, and asked the old monk Jingyuan, "Master, what happened?"

The old monk Jingyuan did not answer Riwobuji, but stood at the entrance of the robbery cave, staring intently at the bottom of the robbery cave. At this time, Riwobuji saw that from the bottom of the robbery cave, there was a faint black mist coming out towards the entrance of the cave. "Why is there a black air coming out?" Riwobuji asked. But the old monk Jingyuan turned around, Chaori Obuji said: "You have to get those benefactors out of this place quickly. It's not too late." Seeing that the old monk Jingyuan spoke so eagerly, Riwobuji asked, "Why?"

"There are not so many reasons, you just listen to me. If you don't leave, I'm afraid there will be more disasters." The old monk Jingyuan said to Riwobuji with a gloomy face, his voice also raised a lot. Seeing that the old monk Jingyuan was also extremely restless, Riwobuji realized that the situation he was facing seemed to be on the verge of urgency, so he didn't ask any more questions, said "Oh", and raised his legs towards Battalion Commander Shi and Cui The guards walked quickly over there, and after a few steps, they began to trot... The old monk Jingyuan was sitting cross-legged at the entrance of the cave, and soon, the black mist that diffused from the bottom of the cave completely enveloped the old monk Jingyuan.

The surroundings of the old monk Jingyuan began to sink into the boundless darkness.A gloomy night wind swirled around the old monk Jingyuan's body. To be precise, it was not a wind, but an air current with an earthy smell swimming around the old monk Jingyuan. The old monk Jingyuan remained calm, clasped his hands together, and closed his eyes slightly.His senses and sense of touch are unusually sensitive at this time. The black air around the body is getting thicker and thicker. In the black air, there are a group of dead souls that are about to move. Under the cover of black air, the group of dead souls peeped at the old monk Jingyuan who was sitting cross-legged. They were not quite sure what the arrival of this unexpected guest meant to them.Because they obviously felt that an aura that they could not pass through was formed around the old monk Jingyuan.

These souls that have become strangers to the surrounding things can only transform into a faint wind that revolves around the old monk Jingyuan in an extremely uncertain way.They are testing and trying to figure it out. The old monk Jingyuan, holding his breath, felt these erratic wandering spirits filling every corner around him at this moment.Since these dirty things escaped the suppression of the spell, why did they gather here for a long time and refused to disperse? The old monk Jingyuan was puzzled.He slowly opened the eyes of the sky by concentrating on the Dafa.He had to take a risk that ordinary people could not imagine to make a positive contact with these dead souls.

Once the eye of the sky is opened, everything in the eyes of the old monk Jingyuan is distorted and deformed.The ferocious and evil faces gradually emerged in the eyes of the old monk Jingyuan.These faces are far away from the old monk Jingyuan but seem very close, very real but seem illusory.The whole space is filled with an absurd and weird atmosphere. Appearing in such a space, the old monk Jingyuan knew that his own shadow was also illusory and distorted at this time.He held his breath and held his soul tightly, trying to make his image as real as possible in such a space. The image of the old monk Jingyuan finally appeared in this illusory space. The space was very quiet and empty, and the various distorted and hideous faces and figures filled the space gave out bursts of creepy laughter. At this moment, two closed black-lacquered doors appeared in front of his eyes.These two gates are fortified and tall, paved with layers of bluestone. On both sides of the stone steps, there are strange and lifelike expressions of monsters of various shapes carved in stone. The old monk Jingyuan ignored those twisted and ferocious faces and stone monsters, and walked up the stone steps towards the two closed black-painted gates. The two tall and fortified black lacquered gates are densely inlaid with ninety-nine and eighty-one copper nails, and a large plaque on the front of the gate is written with three large gold-lacquered characters "Floating Cloud Pavilion".In the middle of the gate, there are two animal-faced shop heads that look extremely weird and hideous, while on both sides of the gate are two huge unicorn beasts with golden manes. The two unicorn beasts stared at the old monk Jingyuan with radiant eyes, their bloody mouths were half open, and a low roar came from their throats. The old monk Jingyuan didn't show the slightest timidity, but slowly moved a string of rosary beads in his left hand, put his right hand together in front of his chest, and continued walking towards the dark gate while reciting Sanskrit softly. The two unicorn beasts stared ferociously at the old monk Jingyuan who was gradually approaching the gate. The huge squatting body stood up, and the golden mane on the neck stood upright, as if it would pounce on the old monk Jingyuan anytime and anywhere. Facing the two majestic and murderous unicorn beasts, the old monk Jingyuan still kept his face and heart beating. He breathed evenly and continued to approach the black-painted gate with steady steps. And all the hideous figures that had been surrounding the old monk Jingyuan just now slowly disappeared in the space, maybe they were afraid of approaching the two majestic unicorns. In front of the dark gate, the old monk Jingyuan did not go to knock on the copper ring above the gate, but sat cross-legged on the ground, and the Sanskrit sounds in his mouth came in through the crack of the gate. Amidst the Sanskrit voice, the pitch-black door remained motionless, but an aura of restlessness had been faintly revealed from inside. The old monk Jingyuan continued to recite mantras.The two gigantic golden-haired unicorns kept staring at the old monk Jingyuan, but the low growls from their mouths gradually died down. Wisps of Sanskrit sounds continuously floated out from the lips and teeth of the old monk in Jingyuan, and penetrated through the cracks of the closed black-painted gate in a thousand ways and went deep into the gate. At this time, a vague cold wind gathered from under the stone steps, stirring the monk's robe of the old monk Jingyuan.The old monk Jingyuan remained motionless, and the Sanskrit sound between his lips and teeth was deep and steady.He felt that the sky above his head was already surging and the atmosphere was strange. What the old monk Jingyuan didn't expect was that these tomb robbers accidentally opened the entrance to the "Fuyun Pavilion" in the legend, and these disturbed souls wanted to enter the "Floating Cloud Pavilion" through these two gates. . No wonder these enchanted undead linger here.It turns out that they also have persistent dreams of entering the house, once they break into the Fuyun Pavilion, they will end their wandering and erratic fate.As long as it is not a dead soul, everyone has a dream. The old monk Jingyuan knew that these undead, who had lost the restraint of the spell, wandering in the outer space would bring many disasters and dangers.Since these undead have always wanted to enter the "Fuyun Pavilion", the old monk Jingyuan wanted to open the two black lacquered gates of the Fuyun Pavilion through devout Sanskrit to let these homeless undead enter into the Fuyun Pavilion, in order to obtain the world's peace. Peaceful. However, at this time, the two black lacquered gates of Fuyun Pavilion were still as solid as a rock and remained motionless. The old monk Jingyuan didn't know who the ultimate master stationed in the Fuyun Pavilion was, but he hoped to impress the master in the Fuyun Pavilion through his Buddha's heart and his piety, and let these homeless souls go in. And the old monk Jingyuan's intervention at this time seemed to make these undead entrenched here see some kind of opportunity. They turned into a gloomy cold wind and gathered around him, tightly surrounding him. The two unicorn beasts guarding the gate of Fuyun Pavilion also smelled uneasiness at this moment, with golden rays of light shining from their eyes, staring at the old monk Jingyuan viciously, and the low growl in the chest gradually became stronger. The two unicorn beasts had already been harassed. Once these two guys spewed out the anger in his chest, his flesh and blood would be reduced to ashes in an instant. Beads of sweat began to ooze from the old monk Jingyuan's forehead. The two unicorn beasts had already started to approach him slowly. At this moment, the Sanskrit sounds wafting from the lips of the old monk Jingyuan could no longer calm the irritable hearts of the two monsters.A rage began to build in their chests. However, the gloomy cold wind that shook the monk's robes of the old monk Jingyuan did not stop entangled him, and they continued to gather towards him. Once the old monk Jingyuan opened the gate of Fuyun Pavilion, they would break through the door and leave. enter. Everyone longs for a chance.