Day and night tour

Chapter 71: Dharmakaya
Yang Moxiang's miserable condition seemed magical to the dog king Liao Zhongsheng.

Even though the storyteller who pretended to be blind did nothing, Yang Moxiang actually started to hurt herself.

Liao Zhongsheng didn't want to sit there and wait for death. When Yang Moxiang was cutting his hands with coins, he tried to help, but his feet were out of control and he couldn't move.

It was as if the bluestone ground beneath his feet was a flowing sand pit, with the constantly sliding quicksand sucking his two feet firmly to the ground, making it impossible for him to move at all.

"It's almost time to win the game."

Yuan Buyu glanced at Yang Moxiang, and suddenly there was a loud cry of "Winning the Card"!
"Win! All the same color, one dragon!"

"Win! Big Four!"

"Tian Hu, seven pairs!"

"Hu!"

In the small building on the second floor, a dozen people seemed to appear out of nowhere, both men and women, old men and young people. Their voices were filled with the madness of gamblers who have won money, and they smashed the cards like rammed earth.

The sounds of winning and smashing cards were pleasing to the ears, like a devil's sound, penetrating Yang Moxiang's eardrums and rushing into his ventricles.

"Stop screaming, stop screaming!"

Yang Moxiang felt as if countless bugs were pouring into his head, and there was a tendency for the bugs to continue pouring in. He could only cover his ears tightly with his hands to block out the sound of the cards being played.

But blood oozed from his ears into his fingers, staining his sleeves red.

Less than half a minute later, his eyes turned from painful to confused, and he clapped his hands and shouted "happily" like a fool.

"Haha, I won the game, I won the game too! Oh, I haven't won yet, I'm going to win! Haha, I'm going to win!"

The fortune teller of Sanzhuxiang, the natural enemy of storytellers, has now become a madman.

After Yuan Buyu finished cleaning up Yang Moxiang, he changed his sitting position, with his hands hanging down, and the folding fan and the wake-up stick slipped from his sleeves into his hands.

When Liao Zhongsheng saw it, he secretly groaned, it’s over, it’s over, the storyteller has lit the wake-up stick, is he going to be in a dream?
But he didn't know that he was already in a dream at this moment.

And it’s not just a dream!
After Yuan Buyu pretended to be blind and entered the house, he had two dreams through two soliloquies and two very subtle knocks on the wake-up stick!

"There's the sound of mahjong, it looks like I've found the right place!"

This was the first layer of the dream that Yuan Buyu created, and everyone in the room heard the sound of mahjong.

"The carpenter is building a cabinet, bang bang bang, it's this place, I'm blind and I'm not mistaken."

This was the second level of the dream, and everyone began to hear the sound of cabinets being hit.

Both layers of dreams were intended to create a sound similar to "ringing wood" to interfere with Yang Moxiang's deduction of the money hexagram.

The Money Hexagram can only calculate when there will be the sound of wood noise around. If it predicts it, you can cut your hand in advance and use the pain to prevent being involved in the dream.

As a result, the sounds of mahjong and banging on the cabinet were heard constantly, and they were all deduced from the money hexagram.

It was deduced that the hexagram would change. Every time the hexagram changed, Yang Moxiang would cut his hand. After being tortured dozens of times, it was impossible for him not to go crazy.

"Dog King, the fortune-telling dog has gone crazy. Now it's your turn."

Yuan Buyu smiled and gently waved his folding fan.

Liao Zhongsheng then noticed that the quicksand under his feet seemed to have disappeared, his legs and feet could move again, and the thought of escaping came to his mind again.

But he didn't have the confidence to run away. He thought of using someone's cover to escape in the chaos. He touched the chopsticks on the table with one hand and pushed his accomplice's crutches with the other hand: "You two, go and deal with the storyteller. Don't be afraid. I guarantee that you won't hear the sound of the wood. As long as you can't hear it, he won't be able to pull you into his dream!"

The words just fell,

Liao Zhongsheng took the chopsticks and poked them hard into the ear hole of a cripple.

puff!

Blood gushed out of the ear hole.
He poked three more times, deafening all four ears of the two cripple. A deaf person cannot hear any sound, so naturally he cannot hear the sound of the wood - at least, this was the rough understanding of Liao Zhongsheng and Yang Moxiang.

As a result, the two cripples were deaf, but their bodies could not bear the pain and rolled on the ground. They had no time to deal with Yuan Buyu.

"Dog King, you are good at making dog skin, but your brain is not very good. If you were deaf, you would not be able to hear the sound of the storyteller's wood. Then we would have been hunted down and killed by the martial arts world long ago." Yuan Buyu shook his head and said, "The sound of the wood is called sound, but it is activated by perception. As long as you are a living thing, you have perception and you cannot escape this sound, unless you have the corresponding means!"

Liao Zhongsheng was furious when Yuan Buyu ridiculed him, but it was useless. The situation was stronger than him, so he just thought about how to save his life.

He slowly raised his right foot, ready to make a last gamble. This foot was his means of four incense sticks - a Dharma body outside his body.

In this gang of kidnappers, all their tricks during the first few incense sticks are done with their feet.

After one stick of incense, "the wind will come to your feet", which will make your legs strong and your speed incredibly fast.

Two sticks of incense will leave no footprints on the grass. The foot bones will be hard, the soles will be soft, and there will be no sound when walking.

Three incense sticks of "Gecko Climbing on the Wall" means that dense bone spurs will grow in the bones of the soles of the feet. With the help of these spurs, one can walk on walls and trees like a gecko as if it were flat ground.

As for the fourth incense stick, "Dharmakaya outside the body", while lighting the fourth incense stick, use a bone-cutting knife to chop off the sole of your right foot, and then draw the same evil Taoist talisman on the sole of your right foot and the front bone of your right leg, and water them with boy's blood every day.

After a long period of ritual, the severed right sole became connected to the right foot.

The soles of the feet will be refined into a magical weapon, which is not only as strong as steel and indestructible, but also can be controlled by the owner. When not in use on a daily basis, the feet will grow on the feet. When needed, the feet will be able to fly away from the body and become a Dharma body, killing the enemy several meters away.

Liao Zhongsheng was muttering something, and bloody talismans appeared on his face and soles of his feet.

Yuan Buyu remained motionless. In his eyes, Liao Zhongsheng, who had entered the two layers of dreams, was like a fish in a net and a turtle in a jar. Not to mention strong winds and waves, even the slightest disturbance would make him unable to flutter.

"Break!"

"go with!"

Liao Zhongsheng pointed at Yuan Buyu with his left hand, and his right foot broke out of his body like a sharp blade and shot towards Yuan Buyu's heart.

Yuan Buyu slowly walked half a foot to the left, and his feet hit empty air.

"Sweep! Press down!"

Following the command, he changed his foot's move and first kicked towards Yuan Buyu sideways. When he was about to kick his arm, he suddenly changed his direction in the air, flew high, and stepped down on Yuan Buyu's head.

He still stepped on nothing, not even a hair of Yuan Buyu. He only stepped out a large hole of two feet in radius on the bluestone ground beside him.

Brick and stone fragments flew everywhere, but it was just thunder without any raindrops.

"It's been a while since I've teased a cat or dog. It's fun to play with Yang Moxiang. It's really boring to play with you."

Yuan Buyu hit the fans with wooden sticks, and his figure disappeared from Liao Zhongsheng's eyes.

This is the storyteller’s method of “strolling in the garden”, which allows one to enter and exit the dream freely.

Yuan Buyu’s figure no longer appeared in the dream, and Liao Zhongsheng’s broken leg had lost its target.

He was a little confused for a moment. How could the blind old man just disappear if he wanted to? If he didn't want to disappear, then just run!
After recovering his broken leg, Liao Zhongsheng ran frantically towards the door, but the distance was only about ten meters, and he ran so breathlessly that he finally reached the door.

He grabbed the door handle, pulled it hard and opened the door, but two big black dogs with a tuft of white hair on their foreheads jumped in from outside!
He recognized the two dogs; they were his own dogs, Yang Moxiang and Zhu Tingsheng.

The two dogs pounced on him and bit him madly, tearing off chunks of flesh one by one.

"You two dogs, get out of here."

Liao Zhongsheng drove the broken leg to hit the dogs, but the two dogs were invisible and intangible, and the broken leg went straight through their bodies without causing any harm.

"Wang! Wang!"

After two fierce barks, a big hole was torn in Liao Zhongsheng's belly.

"Yang Moxiang, don't forget my kindness to you. At that time, you had an acute illness and your body was rotten. It looked like you were going to die. It was you who begged me to put on a dog skin and help you survive!"

"Zhu Tingsheng, you too, you've suffered retribution, your body is covered with tumors, if I hadn't covered you with a dog skin, you would have died long ago."

"I gave you life, and you actually bit me!"

Liao Zhongsheng cursed and kicked at the same time, his thighs had been bitten to the point of only bones left...

(End of this chapter)