My enemies became my companions

Chapter 501 Chen Yi solves the case (two in one)

At the crossroads, cold wind occasionally blew across the mountain road mixed with soil and sand. The shadows of people were dim, with their sleeves fluttering in the wind, looking like a ghost coming back to life, so creepy.

Fankong stopped and Qingniu also stopped immediately.

His expression was slightly stern, and he put away his previous gentle and even slightly flattering face, and instead looked a little more solemn. The strong wind blew across his white beard, and there was more of the feeling of a Taoist priest going down the mountain or a monk breaking his vows.

The man had a grim face, his eyes slightly closed, a faint smile on his face, his hands still resting in the air, his lips still repeating the same words,
"One more to go."

Fan Kong pulled Qing Niu and asked coldly:
"You are clearly already a dead body in a grave. What obsession do you have that makes you unwilling to reincarnate?"

"Nowhere to go." The Taoist replied, and a cold wind blew around him.

Fan Kong seemed to think of the situation in the town and sighed, "It's a pity that you have been exposed to the sun and rain all day and have no way to return. Forget it, forget it. I will help you to reincarnate."

"Old Taoist friend, you have a kind heart." The Taoist said, but the girl beside him did not say anything, as if she did not agree or disagree.
"Although my power is low, my heart is kind. Go with peace of mind, fellow Taoist."

Fankongdao chanted, made a compassionate face, made hand seals with one hand, and prayed:

"The number of the ten-direction celestial masters is as numerous as the sand and dust. They transform into the ten directions to save all the heavenly beings..."

As the voice fell, the Taoist's figure seemed like a candle swaying in the wind.

"Gather your energy and merit, and together we will save the sinful souls. The sinful souls are truly pitiful. I am now reciting the wonderful sutra, and you should recite it without rest, and you will not stop until you return to your body. You will enjoy great happiness in heaven, and there will be no suffering in hell."

Under the Hunyuan scarf, Fankong's compassionate expression remained unchanged, but his voice was a little slow. The salvation of souls has always been extremely energy-consuming, and the more resentful the ghost is, the more difficult it is to resolve its resentment.

The Taoist priest had become ethereal, like a flickering candle flame.

"Then the flying gods and kings, countless in number, looked up at your face and chanted the following odes..."

Having said this, cold sweat broke out on Fankong's forehead, as if he was stuck. He looked at the Taoist again and found that most of his body had disappeared, only a little bit was missing to save him. However, his magic power was at its limit, and every word of the Taoist scriptures for salvation seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and he could not utter them.

“Say…Say…” Fankong said to the end, and suddenly said: “Namo Amitabha, Dothagata…”

The girl next to her suddenly looked up.

This...is the monk's sutra?
Suddenly, a gleam of light flashed in Fan Kong's eyes, and his hand swept over like lightning!

As the previous scriptures fell, the Taoist's figure was suddenly enveloped by spiritual energy, and "shackles and chains" pulled on his limbs. There seemed to be faint Sanskrit sounds in his ears that made his mind feel ethereal. Fankong's palm came down in shock, wanting to send the Taoist to the place of reincarnation!

call…

The palm stopped in mid-air, and the Taoist pointed to ask it to be raised. The force of his palm was like a drop in the ocean, causing slight ripples between the two sides.

Then, the "shackles and chains" that shackled the Taoist's body broke into pieces, and a recoil force flowed upstream along his fingertips.

Fan Kong's expression suddenly changed. He gritted his teeth, shouted loudly, and then sent out another palm. The powerful energy was superimposed on the previous palm. A violent shock surged over him, and he flew into the air with the recoil.

The old Taoist retreated who knows how many feet, and the green ox leaped forward and landed several feet later, and Fankong's figure happened to fall on its back, standing on one leg, looking like a great master.

"You Taoist priest are so ignorant. I used my magic power to liberate your soul, but you used it as bait and tried to harm me." Fankong's face was gloomy, but his words were righteous.

"Old Taoist friend, you are indeed merciful," Chen Yi raised his fingertips and smiled slightly, "But how come you are talking about a monk's sutra?"

Fan Kong didn't take it as a challenge, nor did he show any shame on his face. He just stared at Chen Yi's ethereal face, his brows becoming more sinister.

I knew that this town was indeed weird, so I made sufficient preparations for it and laid many ambushes. I thought I had accomplished the task, but I didn't expect that Cheng Yaojin would appear halfway.

This time when I went down the mountain, I really saw a ghost!
Chen Yi raised his hand and said, "One more is missing."

Fan Kong's hand unconsciously pressed the corpse carried by the green ox. The "one more thing missing" he mentioned was referring to Guan's corpse. The story just now was just an excuse for an indirect reference.

Why? Did the Taoist ghost have a plan in mind and set his sights on the Ghost Mother? Or was he overthinking it, and it was just that the ghost was quite spiritual after death and had some perception?

Fankong couldn't be sure.

But he had been planning for Duan Guan's corpse and Duan Siyuan's soul for several years, and he nearly died several times. The most dangerous time was when he accidentally lost half his life because of that loser Li Xian.

Now I am about to return, I am just a ghost, I must not capsize in the ditch!

Fankong's expression was determined. He urged it again, and then realized that his Yuan Qi was empty.

He looked at the Taoist's figure again, and it was no longer erratic. There was no sign of him being saved. He thought again and sighed, "Fellow Taoist, you have a trick. You appeared as a ghost, made me let down my guard, and used up my magic power by saving me."

No matter whether they are monks or Taoist priests, once they lose their magic power, they are like a tiger with its teeth pulled out or a jackal with its claws removed. Even if they have thousands of abilities, they are just fish on the chopping board.

Even if I want to escape, I can't escape...
But suddenly, Fankong's mouth corners opened up.

"But if you are out there in the martial arts world, wouldn't you have a backup plan?"

The Taoist seemed very surprised and asked, "Backhand?"

"You are indeed cunning, my friend,"

As Fan Kong finished speaking, an illusory gate appeared behind him. It was vermilion in color and had bronze beasts carved on it.
"It's just that you appear as a ghost,

Do you really think I can't invite the local city god? ! "

The green ox under Fankong's command swayed its tail, and while the old Taoist was speaking, it actually outlined a spell with its tail.

The Green Ox is spiritual, and has been raised by Fankong for so long that its mind has long been the same as that of ordinary people. And all along, when Fankong fights against the enemy, this Green Ox that can form formations and draw spells is always the last resort. The enemy's attention is often focused on him, and they don't notice the Green Ox's movements at all.

And it was the same this time. Qing Niu formed a formation and drew a spell to ask the City God to capture and kill the Taoist ghost of unknown origin.

It is natural for the City God to catch ghosts.

only…

Fankong suddenly felt strange. Why was this Taoist... not moving?
...I'm shaking a little bit. Is it because I'm scared? Or am I panicking?

Why are you laughing?!
The illusory door behind him was suddenly pushed open from the inside out. The City God had arrived. Although he was confident of victory, Fan Kong's heart suddenly trembled. He slowly turned his head, and a chill rushed up his forehead against his spine.

Inside the gate, an identical Taoist smiling face appeared.

"Are you inviting me?"

…………

puff.

“Fellow Daoist…Fellow Daoist, spare my life!”

Fankong was stepped on the chest, and blood flowed from his seven orifices due to the backlash. His whole body was shaking. The green bull was stopped by a talisman, and was wrapped with layers of golden chains and pinned to the ground.

Chen Yi raised his eyebrows slightly and said slowly: "Call the City God."

"Lord City God, please spare my life, Lord City God, please spare my life! I am ignorant and have offended you. I beg Lord City God to have mercy, have mercy..." Fankong spoke without thinking, his tone was panic.

Chen Yi said: "Li Xian has seen you, Duan Zeng has also seen you, and the Five Gods have also seen you. This has been planned for many years."

At the moment, he was like a fish on the chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered, so Fan Kong took the initiative to say: "City, City God... I was also forced by others, and I did not intend to capture Duan Siyuan's soul and Duan Guan's body..."

"Then tell me, what's going on."

"This place has an unusual origin, and it is suspected to be an ancient place. I was entrusted by my master to come here to seek an opportunity. This opportunity is the Ghost Mother Goddess, who is the deity of my Buddhist sect."

Ksitigarbha…the deity in Buddhism…

Chen Yi was confused, but did not say anything. He just glanced at Yin Tingxue.

Yin Tingxue beside him did not dare to neglect and quickly said in her mind: "It is Heli Dimu, one of the guardian gods of the heavens. According to legend, the Ghost Mother Goddess died of miscarriage during her lifetime and turned into a ghost after her death. She kidnapped and killed countless babies. When Sakyamuni Buddha heard about this, he converted her with his great wisdom. From then on, the Ghost Mother Goddess became one of the guardian gods of Buddhism."

The little fox, who has always believed in Buddhism, was able to tell Buddhist stories with ease. After listening to it, Chen Yi raised his eyebrows slightly.

Seeing Chen Yi remained silent for a while, Fan Kong asked tentatively, "The City God doesn't know the Ghost Mother Goddess..."

"Empress Heli, what don't you know?"

Fankong's pupils shrank slightly. Knowing the name of Ksitigarbha Goddess was not surprising, but knowing the name "Heli Emperor Mother" was another matter. This name was Sanskrit.

It turns out that this Taoist City God has studied the Buddhist scriptures in depth, so even if he wanted to conceal something, he couldn't.

After thinking quickly, Fan Kong said, "City God... Just now I was asked by my master to find the Ghost Mother Goddess. Although I don't know the specific reason, have you heard that the reason why Guan Shi became a ghost after his death is closely related to my master?"

"Your master?"

"Yes, my master's Dharma name is Jiyuan. Several decades ago, he taught Duan Guanshi Dharma and guided her to adopt Duan Siyuan." Fankong paused and said with some tears: "It's like planting a tree and waiting for it to bear fruit. Now I am asked to take back the fruit."

Where there is a cause, there is an effect. Cause and effect and reincarnation are the principles of Buddhism.

And this way of taking the result based on the cause sounds like an evil path no matter how you look at it.

"What are you taking the fruit for?"

"One is to add a guardian deity to my temple, and the other is to allow my master... to visualize the Ksitigarbha Mother Goddess and gain enlightenment from Sakyamuni."

"that's it?"

“That’s all I know…”

After Fankong finished speaking, he quickly lamented:

"I am so sad! I became his disciple and wanted to learn Buddhism, but he threatened and forced me to do evil things over and over again! It was not my will! Please, City God, please help me!"

After asking all the questions that needed to be asked, Chen Yi raised his eyebrows, looked at Fan Kong, and said, "You are a monk, why are you dressed like a Taoist?"

"The City God also knows that I was forced by my master to do evil things," Fankong paused and said honestly, "Amitabha... I feel that I have let down the Buddha, so every time I do evil, I dress up as a Taoist priest..."

"Hehehehe..."

Amidst the cold laughter, Fan Kong felt a slight chill in his pores. He looked at Chen Yi with trembling eyes, and after a long while, he asked in a trembling voice:

"Lord City God, can you...can you let me go? I am willing to serve you like a slave, to sacrifice my relatives for the greater good, to kill my master to prove my truth..."

Before Fankong could finish, Chen Yi walked away a few steps.

"It's okay to let you go."

A look of joy appeared on Fankong's face. He climbed up and was about to put his hands together to show tears of gratitude.

At this time, Chen Yi clapped his hands.

"However, some people have reported the grievances to the authorities."

A cold wind suddenly arose, and five balls of black air rose from afar, descending from high above amidst flying sand and rocks.

Five familiar figures fell into his sight, and Fan Kong's eyes widened. They were the Five Gods who had a grudge against him!
But seeing the five men slowly approaching, the deep hatred that was evident in his words made him shudder.

As the dark wind was about to sweep in front of him, Taoist Fankong shouted:
"It's unfair, Lord City God! I will report it to the authorities, I will report it to the authorities!"

His voice suddenly stopped.

Dark shadows rushed over, and the raging cold wind buried him...

(End of this chapter)