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Chapter 821 The Master Opens His Mouth 11
Chapter 821 The Master Opens His Mouth 11
This formation has a faint yin energy, which could not pose a threat to him originally, but now there are locust trees gathering yin everywhere, so he couldn't find the exit for a while.
In this plane, Buddhism is not as proficient in formations as Taoism. Even if there are, most of them are multi-person formations, mainly to increase attack power.
Ban Sha is not good at these things, and time is urgent. He calculated the direction and walked a few steps. When he found that he had walked back to the starting point after walking nearly a hundred meters, he sighed slightly.
Ban Sha clasped his hands together, said Amitabha Buddha, then walked to the nearest tree, raised his arms around it, and lifted it upwards with all his strength.
There was a faint golden light on Ban Sha's body, which was particularly conspicuous in the dark forest. His expression was indifferent, like a Buddha statue cast in copper water.
Following his movements, there were several muffled bangs from the ground, and the roots of the tree couldn't sustain this terrifying force, and were gradually pulled up from the ground.
Bancha gently put the tree aside, then bowed his head and chanted a Buddha's name to it, as if he couldn't bear it.
Then he turned around again and pulled up the second tree in the same way.
……
After finally stepping out of the formation in a simple and rough manner, he followed Huo Ling's breath and chased him to the depths of the woods.
Only then did he realize that there was actually a deserted building in the forest, which looked a bit like a ruined temple.
Of course, it only looks like it to ordinary people. From a Buddhist background, one can tell at a glance that there is something wrong with this temple—it may indeed enshrine something, but it is definitely not enshrining the Buddha.
Turning around the broken wall, there is a half-collapsed house in the courtyard. On the table in the center of the room, there is a twisted piece of wood with no shape.
In front of the table, there were a few worn-out futons, and Huo Ling knelt on one of the futons, muttering something in a low voice.
When Ban Cha rushed over, he only had time to hear the last few words.
The woman's back is thin and ruthless, she bowed deeply to the table, and said the last few words, "...I am willing to die in exchange for my enemy's corpse."
Huo Ling is a shrewd and capable businessman, but at the same time, she also has the kindness of most little girls.
A few months ago, an old woman in ragged clothes passed by the gate of Suxiangzhai. Huo Ling saw her skinny and lifeless, and thought she was very pitiful, so she gave her some food and brought her a bowl of hot soup .
The old woman was very grateful, biting the not-so-hard food with her yellow teeth, swallowing slowly mouthful by mouthful.
Perhaps because she was sad, she told Huo Ling about her experience at odds.
She also had a son and daughter-in-law before, and she even had a grandson in her arms early. Although life was a bit tight, it was barely considered a complete family.
However, a few days ago, when she took her grandson to the street, a horse rushed in, broke one of her legs, and trampled to death her young grandson.
After the incident happened, the daughter-in-law returned to her natal home in grief and indignation. After the son settled down with his mother, he hurried to chase after his wife, but encountered robbers on the way, and unfortunately died under the knife.
After the old woman finished talking, she smiled nervously, and suddenly talked about the dilapidated temple in the locust forest outside the city, saying that she could hear the grievances of the poor people there, and now she was going to avenge her grievances.
At that time, Huo Ling only felt that the old man was pitiful and didn't think too much about it.
However, a few days later, the number of officers and soldiers walking in the town suddenly increased, and it was only after inquiring that the only son of a county magistrate was missing.
The missing person was the one who rode his horse in the street after being drunk.
Others only thought that the young master was playful and had an accident, but Huo Ling always felt that what the old woman said might be true.
Now, she is finally coming to try this last road for herself.
(End of this chapter)
This formation has a faint yin energy, which could not pose a threat to him originally, but now there are locust trees gathering yin everywhere, so he couldn't find the exit for a while.
In this plane, Buddhism is not as proficient in formations as Taoism. Even if there are, most of them are multi-person formations, mainly to increase attack power.
Ban Sha is not good at these things, and time is urgent. He calculated the direction and walked a few steps. When he found that he had walked back to the starting point after walking nearly a hundred meters, he sighed slightly.
Ban Sha clasped his hands together, said Amitabha Buddha, then walked to the nearest tree, raised his arms around it, and lifted it upwards with all his strength.
There was a faint golden light on Ban Sha's body, which was particularly conspicuous in the dark forest. His expression was indifferent, like a Buddha statue cast in copper water.
Following his movements, there were several muffled bangs from the ground, and the roots of the tree couldn't sustain this terrifying force, and were gradually pulled up from the ground.
Bancha gently put the tree aside, then bowed his head and chanted a Buddha's name to it, as if he couldn't bear it.
Then he turned around again and pulled up the second tree in the same way.
……
After finally stepping out of the formation in a simple and rough manner, he followed Huo Ling's breath and chased him to the depths of the woods.
Only then did he realize that there was actually a deserted building in the forest, which looked a bit like a ruined temple.
Of course, it only looks like it to ordinary people. From a Buddhist background, one can tell at a glance that there is something wrong with this temple—it may indeed enshrine something, but it is definitely not enshrining the Buddha.
Turning around the broken wall, there is a half-collapsed house in the courtyard. On the table in the center of the room, there is a twisted piece of wood with no shape.
In front of the table, there were a few worn-out futons, and Huo Ling knelt on one of the futons, muttering something in a low voice.
When Ban Cha rushed over, he only had time to hear the last few words.
The woman's back is thin and ruthless, she bowed deeply to the table, and said the last few words, "...I am willing to die in exchange for my enemy's corpse."
Huo Ling is a shrewd and capable businessman, but at the same time, she also has the kindness of most little girls.
A few months ago, an old woman in ragged clothes passed by the gate of Suxiangzhai. Huo Ling saw her skinny and lifeless, and thought she was very pitiful, so she gave her some food and brought her a bowl of hot soup .
The old woman was very grateful, biting the not-so-hard food with her yellow teeth, swallowing slowly mouthful by mouthful.
Perhaps because she was sad, she told Huo Ling about her experience at odds.
She also had a son and daughter-in-law before, and she even had a grandson in her arms early. Although life was a bit tight, it was barely considered a complete family.
However, a few days ago, when she took her grandson to the street, a horse rushed in, broke one of her legs, and trampled to death her young grandson.
After the incident happened, the daughter-in-law returned to her natal home in grief and indignation. After the son settled down with his mother, he hurried to chase after his wife, but encountered robbers on the way, and unfortunately died under the knife.
After the old woman finished talking, she smiled nervously, and suddenly talked about the dilapidated temple in the locust forest outside the city, saying that she could hear the grievances of the poor people there, and now she was going to avenge her grievances.
At that time, Huo Ling only felt that the old man was pitiful and didn't think too much about it.
However, a few days later, the number of officers and soldiers walking in the town suddenly increased, and it was only after inquiring that the only son of a county magistrate was missing.
The missing person was the one who rode his horse in the street after being drunk.
Others only thought that the young master was playful and had an accident, but Huo Ling always felt that what the old woman said might be true.
Now, she is finally coming to try this last road for herself.
(End of this chapter)
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