Chapter 183 The Yellow-skinned Evil

"Quick! Run away!"

"Bodhisattva save me, Buddha save me."

"Don't come here, don't come here!"

The sun was blazing high in the sky and wailing sounds of terror resounded through the air.

The two monks had been extremely alert since they entered this dilapidated village, but they never dreamed that even with such caution, they still ended up provoking a terrifying creature for unknown reasons.

That thing is weird.

He was eight feet tall, and his body was covered with cracks, like a clay sculpture that had been dried out by the sun.

Its entire body is a strange dark brown color.

Just by taking a look, it was as if I could hear the desperate roars of countless gods and demons.

It seems as if this strange clay sculpture feeds on gods and demons.

Wow…

It was as if the sound of dry leaves being blown by the wind was heard.

The expressions of the two monks changed drastically in an instant.

"Escape separately!"

The two monks each turned into a beam of light and fled to the left and right.

But these two people just flew out.

Then he retreated in despair.

Because there were two ghosts chasing after him on each side.

The two ghost things, the one on the left was a skeleton with heads hanging on it. There were male and female heads, old and young, as well as gods and evil spirits. The eyes of the skeleton monster were spewing blood, which dripped onto the ground and instantly turned into little people.

The little people laughed and chased after the skeleton monster.

The one on the right is a monster with an animal head, a human head, a sheep head, and even all kinds of strange things. The monster has feet under its belly, like a centipede, and its belly is swollen to the extreme. You can faintly see a face trying to get out of it.

The two monsters seemed to know each other. They forced the two monks back while making creepy noises.

The sound was like the whispering of evil spirits from the underworld.

Filled with deep malice.

The two monks looked at each other and smiled miserably in despair.

Then, they all sat down cross-legged without any prior arrangement.

I saw them putting their palms together.

The Buddhist shrine on his back shook slightly, and then there was no change.

There is an arhat in each of these niches.

There is no essential difference between Arhats and gods. The former are Buddhist gods, and the latter are Taoist gods.

Gods can protect mortals.

"Venerable Shemibi, Venerable Mahavairocana, please protect us."

The two monks chanted scriptures and kept begging in their hearts.

However, the two Arhats were extremely angry.

They were in a shrine, and although their strength was enhanced, the skeleton monster outside and the thing that looked like the reincarnation of a starving ghost were not something they could contend with at all.

The power alone, the darkness and evil aura revealed in his every move, was enough to terrify them.

"You and I are no match for them."

"Go find the walker Du'e and ask the Bodhisattva for help!"

The two Arhats communicated with each other through their minds and immediately jumped out from the niches.

The monk was overjoyed: "Venerable, save me!"

"You are not sincere when you try to cram for the exam!"

"And you, you too!"

As the two Arhats finished their words.

The two monks instantly became confused and rushed towards the two monsters uncontrollably.

"My Buddha is compassionate!"

"Subdue demons and monsters!"

The monks burned their own vitality and burst into an incomparably bright light.

But the two Arhats didn't even look at them.

So he fled in the direction he came from.

For a moment, the monks were completely in despair.

Ever since they entered Buddhism, they have been worshipping the Buddha in the temple day and night.

But now that disaster is imminent, the only two Arhats who can save them confuse their minds and push them out to die in order to buy them time to escape.

Unfortunately, they don't have the ability to refuse.

In the entire Western Buddhist country, from top to bottom, from ancient times to the present, the belief in Buddha is engraved in the bones.

The water they drink, the food they eat, and even the air they breathe all belong to the temple.

Belongs to Buddha.

But at this moment.

The strange rustling sound rang out again.

puff...

That was the sound of flesh being pierced.

Shemibi Luohan lowered his head and glanced.

He saw a withered and sharp branch piercing his chest. The branch seemed to have life, constantly devouring his blood, magic power, and even his soul.

Look not far away.

The Great Arhat of Great Enlightenment was even more miserable.

A branch pierced through its head, and the indestructible head of the arhat became as useless as a paper one.

The arhat's eyes rolled up and he lost consciousness.

But its body was constantly twisting and shaking, and there were black things moving around on the surface of its skin.

Those are not its meridians, but branches that have taken root and sprouted inside its body.

"No wonder I feel so itchy."

Shemibi Luohan laughed miserably and swallowed his last breath unwillingly.

But even when it died, its eyes did not close. Instead, they widened to the point that they almost popped out of their sockets.

next second.

A strange figure appeared in its pupils.

The figure was about eight feet tall, and its body was covered with dense cracks. It looked like a mud statue that had been exposed to the sun and then hit by a heavy rain, so it cracked on the spot.

The clay figure is wearing a black garment.

The clothing looked like a cloak, but also like a straw raincoat.

A strong, sickening smell of blood emanated from the black clothes.

The bloody aura gathered together, and faintly, faces that looked like gods or demons appeared, roaring in pain to the sky.

What's even weirder is.

There are two palm-sized small temples hanging on the belly of this clay monster.

Chen Huangpi walked up to the body of Shemibi Luohan and looked into his eyes seriously.

He saw his current appearance in the other person's eyes.

"Huang Er, my guess was correct."

Chen Huangpi said: "To them, we are also evil."

The brass oil lamp did not respond.

Because it was wondering what was going on in this damn place.

At this time, the Soul-Calling Ghost and the Golden Horn also came over with the two monks.

"Master, these two monks are very fierce."

"If that Arhat hadn't taken the initiative to separate from them, it would probably not have been so easy to capture them."

In the eyes of the Soul-Calling Ghost and Golden Horn, the two monks were bloated and covered with pustules. The pus in the pustules kept oozing out and the stench was overwhelming.

Moreover, the two monks were screaming like crazy and chanting dark and evil Buddhist scriptures.

Chen Huangpi watched this scene.

He suddenly felt an indescribable sense of absurdity in his heart.

The strength of the Soul-Calling Ghost and the Golden Horn is now much stronger than that of ordinary robbers.

However, the cultivation level of these two monks is only equivalent to that of Nascent Soul Stage.

Even if those two Arhats really fought, the Soul-Calling Ghost could easily kill them.

But this place is too weird.

The dark night for Chen Huangpi and his friends is the day for these monks.

There seems to be a mirror between night and day. Whether standing in the night or the day, what you see will be completely different.

The monks saw the dilapidated village, the scorching sun in the sky, and the brutal evil.

What Chen Huangpi saw was the desolate and silent Zhenxie Village.

As well as the equally cruel monk Xieyi and Arhat Xieyi.

"I seem to understand."

The brass oil lamp suddenly said, "We are all creatures of the old world, but these people were born in the present world. We are not essentially the same kind."

"And this damn place must have some kind of power that can separate us from them."

"So they fell into the day, and we fell into the night."

"Tai Yizi is just like us, a creature of the old world, so in his eyes, these monks are evil and demons."

Listen to the brass oil lamp.

Chen Huangpi said thoughtfully, "So we can only see them at night, and they can only see us during the day, but why do the methods they use also change?"

The two monks are still struggling.

"Spare your life, spare your life!"

"Brother, what exactly are these evil people trying to do?"

"Don't talk. That clay sculpture is staring at us."

The two monks hid their heads in their clothes, not daring to look at the clay monster in front of them.

The two temples hanging around the monster's waist were extremely evil.

Moreover, there was a piece of yellow paper pasted on one of the temple doors, with two strange words written on it. Although I didn't know what the words meant, for some reason, just by taking a look at them, I had the urge to go into the temple.

"Seal the water!"

Chen Huangpi whispered: "Those two words are pronounced as Fengshui."

In the eyes of these monks, he was the clay monster.

There are two small temples hanging around the waist.

A yellow talisman was pasted on one of the temples. The four corners of the talisman had blood and flesh patterns on them, and the word "Feng Shui" was written in the center of the talisman paper. It represented the kidney temple because kidney belongs to water.

As for the Liver Temple, there was no yellow talisman pasted on the temple gate.

Chen Huangpi understood that it was because although his liver temple had been built, he had not actually invited the gods in yet. If the gods were invited successfully, his liver would disappear and be replaced by the liver temple.

At that time, the way these people see you will be like yellow paper on the liver temple.

The disappearing organ was the yellow talisman paper.

This was not something Chen Huangpi saw in the entire text of the Five Internal Organs Spirit Refining Method, but something he guessed from the blood and flesh patterns on the yellow paper of the Kidney Temple.

Because the blood and flesh patterns are exactly the same as the internal patterns of a human kidney after it is cut open.

“I can’t see this yellow paper.”

Chen Huangpi thought to himself, "Perhaps it is because of this yellow paper that the black smoke in my kidney temple cannot escape. And in their eyes, am I really made of mud?"

Although he had long known that his body was very strange.

But what is happening now can no longer be described by the word "strange".

At the very least, Chen Huangpi used to have black smoke coming out of his body, evil eyes, and occasionally words that looked like flowers, birds, fish and insects appearing, but other than that he was no different from an ordinary person.

Now, in the eyes of those monks, he has lost his human form.

It's a complete clay monster.

"Master, could it be that you really used the method of creating a god to create a body for me?"

Chen Huangpi looked at his hands and said in a complicated tone: "If that's the case, then where is my real body? Chi Xie said that he went from Little Chi Tian to the Shiwandashan Mountains just to snatch me when I was still an egg."

“At that time, I seemed to be at the altar.”

"Then the altar fell into the abyss. Could it be that my true body is there?"

"Benjia, your heart is in turmoil."

The brass oil lamp suddenly said, "We came here to find a fishing rod. After we find it, we will leave and don't worry about anything else."

It's not about not caring.

But I don’t have the ability to manage it.

Even in the underworld, the brass oil lamp had never felt more uncertain than it did now.

Now it just wants to get away from this damn place as soon as possible.

To avoid encountering any weird things again.

And just then.

suddenly.

A familiar voice sounded.

"How dare you, a bastard, to do evil in broad daylight!"

The traveler Du'e's hair and beard stood out as he glared at the four evil creatures in front of him.

Especially the evil one that looked like it was made of mud.

The evil creature kept staring at the two monks and chanting obscure and evil music.

It seemed as if the monk was to be polluted.

When Du'e Xingzhe waved his hand, the shadow of a Bodhisattva appeared behind him.

He has had this Bodhisattva in his body since he was born.

Therefore, the Bodhisattva and he actually had a relationship of life and death, so he could naturally make use of his full strength.

Chen Huangpi glanced at Du'e Xingzhe.

In his eyes.

This walker Du'e is now a huge lotus platform of flesh and blood.

And on the lotus pedestal of flesh and blood, sat cross-legged the true body of a Bodhisattva with a thousand hands and a thousand faces, pure and flawless throughout, like a piece of beautiful jade or porcelain.

However, the space between the eyebrows of the Bodhisattva's true body was empty, and one could see something moving inside.

"If this place wasn't weird, you wouldn't even be qualified to die in my hands."

Chen Huangpi shook his head slightly, and countless evil eyes around his body suddenly opened.

Then, he flew into the air.

A towering magic tree appeared at his feet, lifting him up to the highest point of the night.

The magic tree is also covered with evil eyes.

Today's demon tree has transformed into a catastrophic level.

With the power of the evil eye, Chen Huangpi doesn't even need to use the Shadow of Yama to defeat the walker.

But in the eyes of the walker.

The evil clay sculpture in black before my eyes was so weird.

There were two temples hanging on the evil creature's waist, one with a yellow talisman and the other without. In the temple with the yellow talisman, there were black branches sticking out from it, and the other temple had its door open, with blue-black evil eyes pouring out.

Both of these things made the clay sculpture even more terrifying.

Moreover, this evil creature was murmuring devilish sounds that could drive people crazy.

It seemed to be saying something to itself.

But the words were too obscure to be understood, nor could they be listened to.

"Follow me to make a seal! Save the demons!"

The traveler Du'e was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his palms clasped together. There was a faint golden light flickering between them, and there was a swastika in the golden light.

Behind him.

The remaining monks had arrived at some point.

They all sat cross-legged on the ground and began to chant Buddhist scriptures.

Even the Arhats in the shrines revealed their true forms and bestowed their power on the Bodhisattva.

It's not that they want to confront this evil clay sculpture.

But evil beings are born to eat people, and since they are human, there is no escape from it.

Chen Huangpi looked at all these evil things and said coldly: "Ah ghost, if you eat up the souls of these monks and arhats, can you transform into an calamity?"

The soul-seeking ghost said, "Of course you can."

"it is good!"

Chen Huangpi pointed his sword at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, the branches of the magic tree under him suddenly straightened up like sharp swords.

"Kill, kill, kill! Kill, kill, kill!"

Sharp and murderous sword energy rushed towards Du'e Xingzhe and his men like meteors.

That is Tai Sui's sword energy that kills demons.

Chen Huangpi only knows this one sword technique.

It is also the strongest sword energy he can create without using the Dongxu Divine Sword or relying on any external force.

And in a house in this village.

A startled voice sounded.

"Who used Tai Sui to slay the demon?"

(End of this chapter)

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