Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 1249 Fate
The poisonous dragon is looking for its nest in the Mu Basin.

Ding Ermiao stood under the moonlight, among the flickering will-o'-the-wisps, surrounded by three old ghosts in Lingshan County, and beside his family's ancestral grave, and couldn't help but feel chills in his heart.

Is it really fate?Somewhere, this moment was already doomed?
After studying Taoism hard, experiencing the world of mortals, and going through countless hardships, I still can't escape this bad fate in the end?
But the strange thing is, why did I stand beside the ancestral grave, but my heart was calm and unaffected in the slightest?

Master said that he must not return to his hometown until the feng shui bureau of his ancestral tombs is resolved.Even within three hundred miles of his hometown, he would be in danger of having his heart ruptured at any time.

Why can't I feel this kind of fluctuation in my heart today at all?

"Ding Ermiao, since you know that the poisonous dragon seeks its nest, how can you not understand that the tired bird returns to the forest?" Liu Gui put his hands behind his back and walked slowly around Ding Ermiao, saying:
"You were born here and have been here for a long time. Today, your soul returns to your hometown and is buried in your ancestral tomb. It is also fate. Therefore, I advise you not to make any resistance. We can be merciful and leave your body intact."

Ding Ermiao suddenly sneered and said: "It's better to die than live, Liu Gui, I won't give up until the last moment."

"You don't want to shed tears until you see the coffin, Ding Ermiao. You are trapped in a dead place with no hope of escape, so why are you stubborn?" Old Ghost Liu sighed.

Ding Ermiao thought for a while and asked: "Well, life and death are determined by fate and wealth. If I die here today, it will also be my fate. But I want to know, what kind of hatred does our Ding family have against you? Why? , you must put me to death?"

"We have no enmity or hatred." Old Ghost Liu shook his head slightly and said with regret, "It's just that you were destined to live longer. In other words, you shouldn't have come to this world in the first place."

"Can you make it clearer?" Ding Ermiao asked.

Old Ghost Liu hesitated for a moment and shook his head: "The secret must not be leaked."

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Ding Ermiao snorted and sneered: "Old ghost Liu, you just find a place to fake a layout of a poisonous dragon looking for its nest, pretending to be my ancestral graveyard, just to trick me into giving up resistance and capture me without mercy. ? Your special code seems to be a bit more energetic!"

Having said that, Ding Ermiao shook his arm to activate the sword energy of the corpse whip.

"Wait a minute!" Old Ghost Liu waved his hand and said, "You said I faked the Poison Dragon Nest Hunting Bureau? You said this is not your family's ancestral tomb?"

"Of course not! If it were, I would definitely feel the emotion. Liu Gui, you are so smart that you have been fooled by your cleverness. Have you forgotten this joint?" Ding Ermiao laughed loudly and whipped Liu Gui. Roll away.

When talking to Old Ghost Liu just now, Ding Ermiao understood it carefully and did not find that his heartbeat was affected in any way.

Therefore, Ding Ermiao concluded that these old ghosts were setting up a conspiracy to take advantage of the chaos and kill him.

The black-faced general came to fight with his sword, and the middle-aged scribe also fired three to five points of ghost fire to resist Ding Ermiao.

Old Ghost Liu took the opportunity to hide aside, put away the magic mirror, took out a bell from his arms, and shook it vigorously.

Ding-ding, ding..., ding, ding-ding..., the sound of the bells is long and short, very rhythmic.

"Yin Yang bell?" Ding Ermiao smiled and said, "I also have this thing. Do you want me to shake it for you?"

But before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw three old ghosts retreating rapidly in three directions.Only Old Ghost Liu rang the bell hastily while retreating.

"What the hell are you doing? Want to escape?" Ding Ermiao was stunned. He was about to chase Old Ghost Liu, but suddenly felt a violent shock in his heart!
It was like a heavy hammer suddenly hit his chest.

What else could his bell summon?
Ding Ermiao staggered, and finally stood firm. He swallowed back the blood that surged into his throat, forced himself to calm down, and looked around intently.

Ding ding ding..., ding, ding ding...

The bell is still ringing, clear and sweet, with a long ending.

But for Ding Ermiao, this is undoubtedly the life-threatening magic sound!
As the rhythm of the bells quickened, Ding Ermiao's heartbeat became faster and faster.

He could clearly feel that his hands and feet were cold and his limbs were numb. It seemed that all the blood in his body was concentrated in his chest, as if his chest would burst at any time.

Finally, Ding Ermiao couldn't support herself, so she staggered to one knee and knelt in the middle of her ancestral grave.

A wisp of blood slowly flowed out from the corner of Ding Ermiao's mouth.

Old ghost Liu, the black-faced general, and Mr. Tian, ​​the scribe, floated over again and surrounded Ding Ermiao about a foot away.

"Now, do you believe that this is the Mu Basin, your family's ancestral tomb?" Old Ghost Liu looked at Ding Ermiao who was kneeling on the ground, and asked slowly.

"So what if it is? So what if it's not?" Ding Ermiao asked through gritted teeth.

"Ding Ermiao, I have told you before that you are destined to escape, so why bother to support it?" The bell in Liu Gui's hand was still shaking, but the rhythm slowed down a bit.

"Old ghost, unless my soul, Ding Ermiao, is gone, I will never let you go!" Ding Ermiao held an umbrella in one hand and raised his head with difficulty.

Under the moonlight, a stream of blood flowed from Ding Ermiao's mouth, nose, eyes and ears. She looked as terrifying as a ghost.

"Ding Ermiao, destiny cannot be violated, you don't have to complain to anyone." Liu Gui sighed and said: "I miss you living a lonely life, bumpy and wandering, I will leave you a whole body. Let go of everything in your heart and go. .”

After saying that, Old Ghost Liu suddenly raised the bell above his head and shook it violently.

Ding ding ding ding ding...!
The ringing suddenly became urgent, and the ground beneath his feet began to tremble.It seemed that something underground was summoned by the ringing of the bell and was about to burst out of the ground.

"puff……"

Ding Ermiao couldn't bear the huge pressure in her chest, and finally a large mouthful of blood spurted out, shooting five or six feet away.

But a mouthful of blood spurted out, and Ding Ermiao's heart lit up.

There was a voice roaring in the back of my mind: "I can't die, I can't die like this!"

With a thought in his mind, Ding Ermiao immediately sat cross-legged and recited a mantra:

"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..."

This is a Heart Sutra passed down by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to Ding Ermiao in the execution chamber of hell that day.

Now that I am trapped in a desperate situation, I hope this section of the Heart Sutra can calm my heart and bring me a way out...

"Boy, what's the use of reciting spells?" The black-faced general sneered, raised the big knife in his hand, and slashed at Ding Ermiao's neck.

Ding Ermiao sat there, unable to move at all, watching helplessly as the big knife struck him.

(End of this chapter)