Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 1035 Ancestors
"Xiaoxiao? Gu Qinglan?" Wu Zhanzhan stared at Ji Xiaoxiao and Gu Qinglan for a long time before asking.

It seems that this reaction is still a little behind.

Gu Qinglan gently helped Wu Zhanzhan sit up and asked, "Zhanzhan, how do you feel now?"

"Yes, junior sister, how are you doing now?" Ding Ermiao also asked softly.

Wu Zhanzhan glanced at everyone, closed his eyes again, sat cross-legged on the bed, and said: "I feel upset now, as if... my soul will leave me at any time. Moreover, I have the urge to kill."

"Junior sister, please control your mood and recite the Calming Mantra again. I will recite it with you?" Ding Ermiao asked.

Wu Zhanzhan nodded, eyes still closed, and followed Ding Ermiao's rhythm, slowly chanting the mantra.

Li Qingdong, Wan Shugao, and Li Weinian all rushed over when they heard the sound.But Li Qingdong blocked Wan Shugao and Li Weinian outside, preventing them from going in to disturb Wu Zhanzhan.

After reciting the meditation mantra for about half an hour, Ding Ermiao slowly stopped, looked at Wu Zhanzhan's face, and asked, "Junior sister, how do you feel now?"

"A little better..." Wu Zhanzhan opened his eyes, nodded weakly, and then said: "In the future, you should stay away from me. I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and accidentally hurt you."

"It's okay, junior sister, I will be here with you." Ding Ermiao said.

Wu Zhanzhan sighed and closed his eyes again.

"Uncle Wu...?" Li Qingdong walked in cautiously and called softly.

"Don't talk, I'm very irritable." Wu Zhanzhan did not open his eyes, but his breathing was rapid and his face was changing. It could be seen that his mood was indeed very unstable.

Ding Ermiao was so anxious that he had no choice but to suddenly have a flash of inspiration and thought of a few Buddhist mantras given to him by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!

"By the way, junior sister, I have a few Buddhist mantras, which are very effective in calming down the mood and deterring the mind. Why don't you recite them with me?" Ding Ermiao said hurriedly.

"Okay!" Wu Zhanzhan nodded hard and said.

Ding Ermiao hurriedly sat down cross-legged, faced Wu Zhanzhan, and read word by word:

"Be patient and firm with faith, like a wonderful mountain; always hold on to the depth and breadth, like the sea; have spiritual feet without hindrance, like the void; eliminate all deceiving and obscuring habits, like the scorching sun that dissolves light ice; always avoid meditation, the colorless righteous path, all Zhizhi, the wonderful treasure Zhouzhu, can turn the great prayer wheel without any function..."

Wu Zhanzhan read along sentence by sentence, pausing from time to time to ponder the meaning.

Li Qingdong and others stood aside, not daring to express their anger.

After about ten minutes, Wu Zhanzhan read more and more familiarly and faster.Ding Ermiao gradually lowered her voice, allowing Wu Zhanzhan to recite the mantra on his own.

Another half hour passed, and Wu Zhanzhan's complexion finally returned to normal, and his breathing became much calmer.

"Huh..., I'm much better now." Wu Zhanzhan stopped chanting the mantra, opened his eyes and looked at Ding Ermiao, and asked: "This Buddhist mantra is indeed effective. Where did you get it?"

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva gave it to me when I was in the underworld." Ding Ermiao told the truth.

Wu Zhanzhan nodded: "It turns out to be Ksitigarbha's Buddhist verse, no wonder..."

With that said, Wu Zhanzhan moved his hands and feet and was about to get out of bed.

Gu Qinglan and Ji Xiaoxiao hurriedly stepped forward and supported her from left to right.

Ding Ermiao saw that Wu Zhanzhan had improved greatly, so he took Li Qingdong and others to temporarily retreat and wait in the next room.

After a while, Wu Zhanzhan finished washing, changed into a set of loose pajamas, and walked in slowly accompanied by Ji Xiaoxiao and Gu Qinglan.

Ding Ermiao quickly gave up her seat.

"Don't worry, everyone. I always recite Ksitigarbha's Buddhist verses silently, and I feel much better." After sitting down, Wu Zhanzhan smiled slightly and said:
"I originally thought that this time I would go crazy or lose my mind. Unexpectedly, by chance, I got this Buddhist verse. It can be regarded as a blessing for me."

Seeing that Wu Zhanzhan spoke normally, Ding Ermiao was completely relieved and said with a smile: "Junior sister, you scared me to death. It turns out that there is such a big risk when the soul leaves the body, so I'd better not play next time."

Wu Zhanzhan sighed and said:

"If it weren't for the reputation of the Maoshan sect, I wouldn't take the risk. Alas... I'm also a little impatient. Master was eager to try this spell, but finally gave up because he was worried that something would happen after the soul returned to his body."

Li Qingdong laughed and said: "It's good that Master Wu is fine. Now Master Wu's condition has improved, but it's not yet stable. Therefore, I suggest that Master Wu not be a director for the time being, put everything aside, and rest peacefully."

In the recent troubled times, all kinds of confusing things have been mixed together, and neither Li Qingdong nor Ding Ermiao can figure it out.

Therefore, Li Qingdong was worried that Wu Zhanzhan would be stimulated by these chaos, which would be detrimental to his recovery.

"It's okay. When my heart is ups and downs, I can calm down immediately by reciting Ksitigarbha's Buddhist gatha silently. It is estimated that within a month or two, I can fully recover and my soul will be firm."

Wu Zhanzhan said: "As long as I don't take action or fight, I can control my state. Things that should be discussed still need to be discussed. Using your brain will be beneficial."

"It makes sense..." Ding Ermiao thought for a moment and said, "But junior sister, you have to take care of yourself. If you are tired, you can rest at any time."

Wu Zhanzhan nodded, looked at Li Weinian and asked, "Where was the zombie that I split in half that night?"

Li Weinian was stunned and said: "It was burned. Uncle Li ordered it, saying it smelled too bad..."

"Oh..., have the zombies checked and found anything?" Wu Zhanzhan asked.

"Lao Zhan has been dead for at least more than 100 years. He has a strange smell on his body. He should be a zombie cultivated with potions and not naturally formed." Li Qingdong said, "I checked carefully before letting him be burned."

"The zombie's attack power is not very strong, especially in front of our Maoshan sect's ghost-hunting mage. It has almost no lethality. Two sweeping boys can kill him in seconds."

Wu Zhanzhan looked at the crowd and asked, "Why did the old ghost from Lingshan County take such pains to bring a zombie here? Have you analyzed this issue?"

Li Qingdong trimmed his beard, frowned and said nothing.

This is another difficult point that cannot be explained.

Ding Ermiao's face suddenly turned ugly. She opened her mouth but stopped talking.

"Er Miao, what do you want to say? You might as well say it directly." Wu Zhanzhan asked.

Ding Ermiao stood up, gritted his teeth, and said, "I didn't see that zombie, but I have a hunch that that, that... should be the... corpse of my ancestor."

Everyone was taken aback and looked at each other.

"I destroyed the body of your ancestor?" Wu Zhanzhan was also very surprised and said with a wry smile: "Are you sure about this?"

(End of this chapter)