One person above Qing Huang Ting

Chapter 773: Buddhism Becomes Demon, Magic Becomes Buddha

Prince Zhang's condition is very bad. Very bad.

Before meeting Prince Xiao Zhang, Kang Jin Long Nu had been mentally prepared after listening to what Hu Xiuwu had told her. However, when she actually saw Prince Xiao Zhang, she realized that she had still underestimated the severity of the situation.

The Chubai spear tip can bind monsters, and the pale sleeves can subdue them. Now in Jingle City, Dadi is famous and says Xiao Zhang!

She thought she would see a down-and-out warrior trapped in a cage, but in fact she only saw a blind and deaf madman lying on the ground, talking to himself against the wall.

When the sentimental Kang Jin Long Nu was feeling sorry and sad for Little Prince Zhang, the deaf and blind Little Prince Zhang twitched his nose and started to giggle:

"Hehehe, who is coming this time, a god? Or a monster?"

"It smells like a snake. No, it smells like a dragon... Who is it? Who is coming?"

Although he was missing two of his five senses and his mind was unstable, Prince Zhang's other three senses became more sensitive. His mind was more focused to a certain extent, and he returned to the innocence of a child.

Being crazy makes you more naive and more focused in thinking.

Prince Xiao Zhang thought more thoroughly: "Those who are imprisoned here are all enemies of Huang Mei. You are a dragon, and you are also an enemy of Huang Mei."

"I see, you are Kangjin Xingjun."

As he spoke, Prince Zhang laughed inexplicably again: "Hahaha, Lord Kangjin, you came to see me. Did that monkey come again to ask me for help in slaying demons and exorcising monsters?"

After laughing, Prince Zhang started crying again: "How can I help him in my current state? My weapons are all broken, and my brothers have been tortured by Huang Mei into monsters. I have no peace."

"Blame me, it's all my fault, woooooo~"

Prince Zhang is really crazy.

His inappropriate words frightened Kang Jinlongnu. Not only did he guess Kang Jinlongnu's identity, he also shouted it out loud, which made everyone else know the truth.

Fortunately, there were no patrolling ghosts in the lower level of the pagoda, and the jailer with lamps wandering back and forth in the pagoda world was in a daze, had no thoughts of his own, and had no ability to inform on others.

In addition, after Prince Zhang went crazy, he was used to shouting and screaming, so the jailers on the upper level vaguely heard the noise here, but it was insignificant.

This is the Buddha world where the devil's voice resounds. Even Yaksha and ghost jailers should not listen carefully.
Huang Mei is not a demon king who treats his subordinates well. He prefers to understand people's hearts. These Yakshas and ghosts are in a life-and-death struggle under him, and each of them suffers losses.

Even the conflicts between his subordinates, the Cloud-Piercing Monk and the Sword-Disciplining Monk, and the quarrels between the Yakshas and the abbot monk, were all secretly instigated by him.

Huang Mei likes to admire from a high position, the desires and ugliness reflected in their contradictions.

Kang Jin Long Nu was really like an ordinary white snake, with her body coiled in a circle, her head raised and her tongue sticking out vigilantly.

After waiting for a while, he found that Prince Zhang's crazy talk did not attract any monsters, so he relaxed.

Kang Jin Long Nu sent a message to Hu Xiu Wu: "What should we do now?"

Hu Xiuwu replied: "Come closer, I will transfer to Prince Zhang."

The white snake was crawling forward, and Prince Zhang felt it, but he didn't care.

He has lost all hope now, and the reason he hasn't died yet is simply because Huang Mei has rescued him from despair and suicide time and time again.

Huang Mei liked to see Prince Zhang in this state of despair, pain, frustration, coldness and madness.

He hadn't played enough with this toy, so how could he let Little Prince Zhang break it so easily? The white snake crawled to Little Prince Zhang's hand. The hand that once held a powerful gun had now become dirty and cracked, like an old beggar who had been begging for half his life.

A golden beetle, not even bigger than the white snake's scales and like a flea, crawled out from the gap between the white snake's scales, along the white snake's back, to the top of the white snake's head, and then landed on Prince Zhang.

Prince Zhang's fingers twitched, and he himself was confused. He laughed and said, "Who are you? You smell like that monkey."

Hu Xiuwu said: "You guessed right."

“Perhaps after you survive this ordeal, you can go a step further and gain a lot.”

Little Prince Zhang couldn't hear what Hu Xiuwu said, he just laughed and said: "It's related to that monkey, it's related to that monkey, no wonder you are here, no wonder you are here!"

Kang Jin Xingjun spat, "That guy Huang Mei actually made people look like this. Even so, he is considered a disciple of Maitreya Buddha. He has practiced Buddhism into this weird appearance."

"Can you cure him?"

Hu Xiuwu said: "I have two ways to cure him. One is the simplest. I will use [Shuangquan Hand] to modify Prince Xiao Zhang's soul and make him forget this memory."

"Without the memory, there is naturally no harm."

In the world of aliens, modifying a person's memory and soul is extremely difficult, but in other worlds, in the world of Fairy Sword, the gods and immortals, in the Lingshan and Heavenly Court in the Black Myth, it is possible.

It is extremely easy to modify a person's memory and turn him or her into another person.

What needs to be overcome is nothing more than the will of the person involved and his cultivation.

Sun Wukong had a strong will and great cultivation, so it was impossible to instill Buddhism into his head directly. That was why the Buddha made him a disciple on the Journey to the West, and tried to get him to convert to Buddhism by indirect means.

The Shuangquan Hands are indeed a miraculous skill in the world of extraordinary people, but after studying the magical skills in many worlds, the Shuangquan Hands are nothing to Hu Xiuwu.

It's just a skill that I use to help people.

Kang Jin Long Nu didn't think Hu Xiuwu's actions were strange when she heard this. She just frowned and said, "Being like this means that there is a crack in his state of mind. You just cover the crack without making up for it. It's just like covering your eyes with a leaf and stealing a bell with your ears covered."

Hu Xiuwu said: "So, I don't intend to use this method to treat him. I have other ways."

Lying on the top of Prince Zhang's head, Hu Xiuwu said earnestly:
"Huang Mei used Buddhism to draw out the inner demon of Prince Zhang, and I will use magic to get rid of it."

"He uses Buddhism to harm people, and I use magic to save people."

After Hu Xiuwu finished speaking, the manifested dragon lice spread its wings and flapped them at an extremely fast frequency, emitting one cicada chirp after another.

The chirping of cicadas, combined with the contact between Hu Xiuwu and Prince Zhang, directly entered Prince Zhang's brain.

“...Master, Master, I should chant Namo...” Prince Zhang, who was originally talking to himself facing the wall, suddenly paused and could not utter the next sentence.

There seemed to be two different voices in his mind, one of which was growing louder and more majestic, almost drowning out the original voice in his mind and echoing in his skull.

Prince Zhang struggled for a while, but finally couldn't help but recite the scriptures that echoed in his mind.

“Namo... Namo...”

"Emperor Namu Moro!"