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When Yong Bowen returned to the ward, he saw Ai Liyun sitting on the head of the bed, tearing the chicken wings unconsciously in her hands, but did not eat, frowning, looking thoughtful and distracted.

"What are you thinking?" Yong Bowen pretended to greet calmly with a ghost in his heart.

"It's nothing." Ai Liyun came back to her senses, and patted her injured leg lightly, "This is troublesome, I can't go anywhere."

"What's the trouble?" Yong Bowen sat next to him, and the black cat in his arms immediately jumped over and got into Ai Liyun's arms. Ai Liyun lowered his head to touch the black cat, and he took the opportunity to stop the jade bottle hidden behind him. After entering the backpack, he smiled and said, "If you want to go, just tell me, and I will carry you on my back."

"Without ambition, you wouldn't say you bought a car and took me there?" Ai Liyun snorted dissatisfiedly, put down the black cat, and stuffed a chicken wing in it, "You can eat some too."

Yong Bowen took the chicken wings with a dry smile, and muttered indistinctly while biting: "What's the problem? After I earn a lot of money, I can buy an Airbus as your special plane."

Ai Liyun chuckled and said, "You just brag about it, bragging about it, I can fly on it, and save the money to buy an Airbus."

The two chatted for a while, until after two o'clock in the middle of the night, Yong Bowen couldn't resist the drowsiness, so he fell asleep in a daze while talking.During the whole day, he fought ghosts and corpses, ran from the urban area to the outer suburbs, tossed and tossed from morning to midnight, tired and exhausted, even a man of iron could not hold on.

The black cat jumped out of the bed, ran to the front of the backpack, pawed it with its paws, then looked at Ai Liyun and screamed twice.

"I know." Ai Liyun shook her head, stretched out her hand to caress her boyfriend who was sleeping quietly like a baby beside her, her slender fingers brushed over his face and the bruises left by the fight in Fei's Manor , there was an indescribable complexity in his expression.

After a while, she raised her hand and flicked in the air a few times, golden light flashed, as if a golden lotus bloomed out of thin air, and then she saw a wisp of faint black air emerging from Yong Bowen's body, followed by Jinlian disappeared into the air together.She stared blankly at the place where the black energy disappeared, sighed faintly, and murmured: "What is supposed to come will come, after all, I can't stop it." There was an indescribable loss and sadness in her tone.

The black cat Mian Mian jumped onto the bed and got into Ai Liyun's arms, "Meow Meow" softly, as if to comfort her.

Ai Liyun patted the black cat, the corners of her mouth were upturned as if she wanted to smile, but two crystal clear teardrops leaked from the corners of her eyes, slipped across her delicate and smooth cheeks like porcelain, and disappeared in the darkness.

Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, deep in the Himalayas.

In this land closest to the sky in the world, there are too many mysterious fields that have never been discovered by modern civilization.

This is a vast valley, surrounded by continuous snow-capped mountains, but in the valley is green grass, lush and in full bloom, full of spring.

The valley is covered with thick clouds all the year round, and even the dense satellites in space cannot penetrate the clouds and cover the valley.

A white mountain peak rose into the sky in the middle of the valley, like a sharp sword, straight into the sky.The four walls of the mountain peak are absolutely dangerous, and they all go straight up and down like knives and axes, without any access.

The top of the mountain without any roads does not have the tip like other peaks, but it is extremely flat, as if it was cut in the middle by a giant axe, which is indescribably abrupt.

There is a magnificent Buddhist temple built on this flat peak.

The Buddhist temple rises from the top of the mountain, with overlapping buildings, majestic palaces and grandeur. From the top of the peak, it overlooks the entire valley.The entire Buddhist temple is shrouded in a faint golden light. Looking from a distance, it is majestic, as if the entire mountain peak is just the base of this Buddhist temple.

This is the topmost room of the Buddhist temple. Looking down from the window, you can see that the entire valley is centered on this mountain peak and divided into eight domains, as if the eight-petal lotus in full bloom surrounds the Xianfeng Buddhist temple.

Each area presents a different color, and the low houses of the same height are densely covered in it, which can be vaguely seen, and strange equipment, large and small, shuttle back and forth, flying and falling.

This room is about a thousand square meters, and the four walls are covered with colorful murals.But the content of the murals is not a common Buddhist story, but one after another of the bizarre and tragic war scenes, the scenes are cruel, the content is bloody, and the painting style is so realistic. feeling of terror.

A three-meter-high statue stands on the east side.This is not the usual Bodhisattva Vajra Arhat, but a white-faced old man with a high nose and deep eyes and a beard. The left half of his face has a kind expression, and the right half of his face is ferocious and terrifying. It is really weird and unpredictable.The old man was wearing a crown and a battle armor. He held a scroll in his left hand and a face wheel in his right hand. The wheel was stained with red blood, and it seemed that the blood was still dripping.In front of the old man, there is actually a statue of a naked woman. This woman has a round and plump body and a lifelike expression. She kneels in front of the old man, looking up at the old man, her face is full of sacredness and solemnity.

If you look down carefully, you can still find that there is a painful expression on the head of the old man, and the blood gushes out from the broken neck and spreads down, making the base of the double figure black and red. , It's really like blood clotted together.

In the middle of the room was a big yellow bed, ninety-seven girls with beautiful figures who looked no more than fifteen or nineteen years old were lying naked on the bed, caressing and kissing each other, soul-stirring moaning and panting sounded continuously, giving the eerie The eerie room adds a touch of obscenity.

With a bang, the door was pushed open.

A middle-aged man in a red lama robe ran in panting, rushed to the window, threw himself on the ground with a plop, and said in a deep voice, "Living Buddha, the stupa is weeping blood!" His voice Trembling slightly, showing the extreme excitement that he forcibly suppressed.

There was a man standing in front of the window, facing out of the window, he couldn't see the front face, his back was muscular, his limbs were slender, his skin was crystal white like jade but there was still a faint blush.

Although he didn't wear a trace, but standing with his hands behind his back, he naturally had a powerful majesty ready to come out.

The man didn't look away from the window, but asked lightly, "Oh, what floor?"

"All nine floors!" When the red-robed lama said this, his whole body couldn't help shaking. "At that time, all nine people from the first group of Bancuo Gang who guarded the pagoda were sucked in."

"Hehehe..." The man let out a deep and sinister laugh, "Our time has finally come."

"Yes, yes..." The red-robed lama pressed his face firmly to the ground, not daring to raise his head, but responded in a low voice.

"Honor Xuan Sifang Dharma Protector!" The man stopped laughing, and his voice suddenly became extremely cold, which made the temperature of the whole room drop a lot.

The red-robed lama got up without a word, bowed his body halfway, walked backwards with his head bowed, and walked out of the door in a huff and disappeared.

The obscene voice was still ringing, and the seductive body was still twisting, but the two of them never glanced at the big bed during the conversation, as if the voice and the scene were nothing but illusions.

Wakayama Prefecture, Mount Koya.

After entering the modern society and becoming a holy place for tourism, Jingangfeng Temple, where the Dongmi Shingon sect is located, no longer has the mystery of the past. Reiki and cleanliness gradually disappeared without a trace.Even it is difficult to find a monk who truly purifies his mind and recites the Buddha.

No matter how you look at it, Shingon Buddhism, just like other religions after entering the Internet age, inevitably fell into the predicament of sunset.

But that's just an appearance.

If anyone has the opportunity to pass through Jingangfeng Temple in the middle of the night, they will find that there are many trails in the dense forest of the back mountain where there was no trace.Going along this path, if you have the ability to overcome the obstacles of the magic circle, you can see the houses deep in the dense forest.

Those are just some small wooden houses, scattered under the tall trees, if you look from above, you won't see anything except the dense tree trunks.

This is the real headquarters of the Shingon sect, and it is also the hub where Tomi, as a hidden dynasty in the shadow of history, influences the whole of Japan.

It was the darkest moment before dawn, and the dense forest was dark and silent. Occasionally, the breeze would blow, and the branches and leaves would sway softly, as if a ghost with thousands of arms stretched its arms in the dark.

The Changming Buddha lamp on the Yuying Hall swayed gently in the breeze, shaking the entire hall on and off, and the statue of Kukai in the center of the main hall was also flashing between light and darkness, with a gloomy expression, as if Generally alive.

Dressed in a coarse cassock, a skinny old monk with a white beard sat cross-legged in the center of the hall, with his eyes closed tightly, a string of black Buddhist beads in his hands, and his lips whispered silently.

This is really a scene full of antiquity. If someone who doesn't know it suddenly walks in, they may suspect that they have traveled through time and space inadvertently and returned to ancient times.

Suddenly, the quietly burning Changming Buddha Lamp exploded with a bang, and the flame shot up quite high with the bang. A [-]-watt light bulb can't match the brightness at this moment.

The three cobalt pestles on the statue of Kukaifa flashed a multicolored splendor at the same time, and the brilliance rose from the ancient cobalt pestle like fireworks, and exploded silently in the direction where the statue of Kukaifa was staring, turning into a sky full of Spots of light slowly fell from above the old monk like a goddess scattering flowers.

The old monk uttered the Buddha's name in a low voice, and opened his eyes suddenly, with peace in his eyes, as calm as an ancient well.All the visions in the Buddhist hall disappeared without a trace when he opened his eyes.Everything returned to normal, as if the gorgeous and weird scene just now was just an illusion.

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