Chapter 19 The sound of the beginning of the wolf smoke

Yong Bowen returned to the ward and saw Ai Liyun sitting at the head of the bed, unconsciously tearing the chicken wings in her hand, but she did not eat it. She frowned and looked like she was thinking.

"What are you thinking about?" Yong Bowen had a ghost in his heart and pretended to greet him calmly.

"Nothing." Ai Liyun came to her senses and patted her leg gently. "It's troublesome now. 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 her head to touch the black cat. He took the opportunity to stuff the jade bottle hidden behind him into his backpack. Then he smiled and said, "If you want to go, just tell me. I'll go behind my back."

"If you don't have the ambition, won't you say that buying a car will take me?" Aili Yun snorted dissatisfiedly, put down the black cat and stuffed a chicken wing. "You can eat some, too."

Yong Bowen took over the chicken wings with a dry smile. While biting, he muttered vaguely, "What's so difficult about this? When I make a lot of money, I'll buy an Airbus as a special plane for you."

Ai Liyun smiled and said, "You just blow it and blow it to the sky. I can just ride the cow and fly. 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 sleepiness and fell asleep while talking. He crawled and catching ghosts and corpses on this day, running from the city to the outer suburbs, tossing from the morning to the middle of the night, tired and tired, even the iron people can't support it.

The black cat jumped out of bed, ran to the front of the backpack, scratched it with its claws, and then stared at Ai Liyun and shouted twice.

"I know." Ai Liyun shook her head, reached out and stroked her boyfriend who was sleeping as quiet as a baby. Her slender fingers scratched his face and the brute marks left by the fight at Fei's Manor. There was an indescribable complexity on her expression.

After a while, she raised her hand and scratched a few times in the air. The golden light flashed, as if a golden lotus flower in the sky opened a little. She saw a faint wisp of black gas coming out of Yong Bowen and disappeared into the air with the golden lotus. She looked at the place where the black gas disappeared, sighed faintly and muttered, "The return of what should come will come. After all, I still can't stop it." There is unspeakable loss and sadness in the tone.

The black cat cotton jumped to ** and got into Ellie Yun's arms. "Meow" shouted softly, as if to comfort her.

Ai Liyun patted the black cat, and the corners of her mouth seemed to want to smile, but two crystal tears came out of the corners of her eyes, sliding over her porcelain-like delicate and smooth cheeks and flashed away in the darkness.

The Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, deep in the simaryan mountains.

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 snowy mountains, but the valley is full of green grass and bloom, with a strong sense of spring.

The top of the valley is covered with thick clouds all year round. Even the dense satellites in space cannot penetrate the clouds to find the valley.

A white peak rose to the sky in the middle of the valley, like a sharp sword, straight into the sky. The four walls of the peak are extremely dangerous, all of which go straight up and down like knives and axes, and there is no way.

The top of this mountain peak without any road does not have the tip of other peaks. Instead, it is extremely flat, as if it is unspeakably abrupt as if it was cut off by a huge axe.

There is a magnificent Buddhist temple at the top of this flat peak.

The Buddhist temple rises from the top of the mountain, and the buildings overlap, and the palace is majestic. At the top of the peak, it looks at the whole valley, and there is a tendency to pass through the sky. The whole Buddhist temple is shrouded in a faint golden light. Looking from afar, it is magnificent, as if the whole mountain is just the base of the Buddhist temple, which makes people can't help but have an impulse to worship from the bottom of their hearts.

This is the top room of the Buddhist temple. From here, standing at the window and looking down, you can see that the whole valley is centered on this peak and divided into eight fields, as if the eight-petal lotus flowers are clustered with dangerous peak Buddhist temples.

Each area presents a different color. The low and low houses of a unified height are densely visible, and strange instruments, large and small, shuttle back and forth.

This room is about more than 1,000 square meters, and the four walls are full of colorful murals. However, the content of the mural is not a common Buddhist story, but one strange and tragic war scene after another, the cruel scene, the bloody content, and the realistic painting style makes people can't help but have a sense of horror of being in the hell of Shura.

There is a three-meter-high statue in the east. This is not like a common Bodhisattva Vajra Han, but a white-faced old man with a high nose and deep eyes. The left half of the face is kind, and the right half of the face is ferocious and terrible. It is really strange and unpredictable. The old man wore a crown, armor, a scroll of scriptures in his left hand, and a round wheel in his right hand. The wheel was covered with red blood, and it seemed that the blood was still dripping. There is also a ** statue in front of the old man. The woman's round and plump expression is lifelike. She knelt in front of the old man and stared at the old man on her back, and her face was full of sacred solemnity.

If you look down more carefully, you can also find that the old man stepped on a painful head under his feet, and blood gushed out from the broken neck and spread down, making the color of the base of the statue become black and red, as if it were blood.

There is a large yellow bed in the middle of the room. Six or seven beautiful girls who look only fifteen or sixteen years old are lying on **, caressing and kissing each other. The soulful moans and gasps keep ringing, adding a touch of **mi's atmosphere to this gloomy and strange room.

With a bang, the door was pushed open.

A middle-aged man in a big red lama robe ran in breathlessly, rushed to the window, lay on the ground with a salute, and said in a low voice, "Live Buddha, the spiritual tower cries blood!" His voice trembled slightly, showing the extreme excitement that he forcibly suppressed.

There was a ** man standing in front of the window. Facing the window, he could not see the frontal appearance. The back was muscular, his limbs were slender, and his skin was as white as jade, but there was still a faint blush.

Although he did not have a trace, he stood with his hands on his side, and naturally there was a strong majesty.

** The man did not withdraw his eyes from the window, but asked faintly, "Oh, how many floors?"

"All nine floors!" When the red-pain lama said this, his whole body couldn't help shaking. "At that time, all nine people in the class of Bancuo guarding the tower were sucked in."

"Ha ha..." ** The man let out a deep and evil laugh, "The era that belongs to us has finally come."

"Yes, yes..." The red-robed lama stuck his face to the ground and did not dare to look up, but whispered.

"The guardian of the four directions!" ** The man's laughter subdued, and his voice suddenly became extremely cold, making the temperature of the whole room seem to drop a lot at once.

The red-paved lama got up without saying a word, half bowed his body, lowered his head and walked backwards, and exited the door and disappeared.

The ** Mi's voice was still ringing, and the seductive body was still wriggling, but the two never glanced at the big ** during the conversation, as if the sound was just an illusory bubble.

Wakayama Prefecture, Koya Mountain.

After entering the modern society and becoming a tourist holy place, the Jingangfeng Temple, where Dongmi Zhenyan Sect is located, has no longer the sense of mystery of the past. The tourists sent to the solemn Buddhist holy place every day are full of ignorant vulgarity and copper smell, and the aura and purity are gradually disappearing. It is difficult to find a monk who really has a pure mind and a manager Buddha.

From any point of view, Shingon Buddhism, like other religions, inevitably fell into the dilemma of sunset after entering the Internet era.

But this is just an image.

If anyone has the opportunity to pass through the King Kongfeng Temple in the middle of the night, he will find that there are many paths in the dense forest behind the mountain, which was originally undiscovered. Go along this path. If you have the ability to cross the obstacles of the ecstasy array, you can see the houses deep in the dense forest.

Those are just short wooden houses, scattered under the tall trees. If you look from above, you won't see anything except the dense trunk.

This is where the real head of the True Word Sect is located, and it is also the hub where Dongmi, as a secret dynasty in the shadow of history, affects the whole of Japan. That is, it is the "Sato Takano" that has been passed down by word of mouth but can never be confirmed.

It was the darkest moment before the Zero Ming Dynasty. There was a dark silence in the dense forest. Occasionally, the breeze came, and the branches and leaves swayed softly, as if the ghost with thousands of arms stretched their arms in the dark.

The Changming Buddha lamp on the Royal Shadow Hall swayed gently in the breeze, shaking the whole lobby. The empty sea dharma statue in the middle of the main hall also kept flashing between light and darkness, and his face was uncertain, as if he had survived.

The old monk, dressed in a thick cloth jacket and white and thin beard, sat in the center of the lobby, closed his eyes tightly, pinched a string of black Buddha beads in his hand, and his lips were silent.

This is really a scene full of ancient style. If an uninformed person suddenly walks in, he may suspect that he has inadvertently traveled through time and space and returned to ancient times.

All of a sudden, the quietly burning Changming Buddha lamp exploded. The flame rose so high with this explosion. The whole Buddha hall became unusually bright at this moment, and even the 100-watt electric light bulb was not as bright as it was at this moment.

The three cobalt pestle on the air sea method statue flashed a colorful light at the same time. The brilliance rose from the ancient cobalt pestle like a fireworks, and silently burst in the direction of the air sea method like staring at the eyes, turning into an empty light spot, and slowly falling from the top of the old monk like a flower.

The old monk shouted a Buddha's name and suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were peaceful, like an ancient well. All the visions on the Buddhist hall disappeared as he opened his eyes. Everything returned to normal, as if the gorgeous and strange scene just now was just an illusion.

The old monk sighed, put down the Buddha beads, pinched the single cobalt seal in his hand, silently praised the King Kong Sa's heart spell, and shouted "Fain" in a low voice! The world of light and shadow suddenly paused, as if in that roar, time also stopped. Then, he slowly got up, walked out of the Buddhist hall, stood in front of the door, and looked up.

Above are the densely stacked branches and leaves of ancient trees, which cover the sky tightly. But when the old monk looked up, the branches and leaves moved, and in a moment, a void flashed from the projection of his sight.

The starry sky fell into his eyes. The old monk took a look and slowly closed his eyes, as if he had turned into a clay sculpture and stood motionless in the night.

"What did the old man see?" A slightly slippery voice sounded behind the old monk, and a faint figure appeared out of thin air like a ghost, full of clarity, and turned into a seventeen or eight-year-old teenager. He was wearing a big trousers and a floral shirt, his hair was dyed burnt yellow, seven or eight small earrings in his left ear, and a popsicle was biting in his mouth. This outfit is nondescript, as if he deliberately wanted to dress up as a bad teenager, but he couldn't do it. As a result, it was as ridiculous as a bun.

The old monk's eight-leaf dead wood did not look back and did not open his eyes. He Shi said in a low voice, "It's just a heartbeat."

"Oh?" The teenager grinned with a bad expression, "Hasn't your heart been trained? Unexpectedly, it moved again. This is really a big event. If your disciples know about it, I'm afraid they will be so scared that they will lose their souls.

"Move and move, not in the heart, but in the matter." The voice of the dead wood is stable, and he doesn't care about the teenager's attitude.

The teenager narrowed his eyes and showed a curious look, "Yeah? There is only one thing that can make you excited and never forget. Could it be..."

"Yes, the opportunity has come." The old monk suddenly opened his eyes again. The original peace disappeared, but was replaced by the burning desire!

With a roar of the bright lamp in front of the Buddha, it changed from a weak flame to a bunch of incandescent torches that could not be seen.

Kong Haifa's face, which has always been gloomy, is reflected in a blue and white.

New York, 4:36 a.m.

The ash and thick fog mixed with all kinds of exhaust gases shrouded the most prosperous city in the world.

Standing in the living room of the 133rd floor hotel suite, looking out from the large window, I saw tall buildings sparsely emerging in the gray clouds, as if there were lonely reefs on the sea.

The rising sun protrude half of its face from under the gray-blue plane. The golden light shows different shades of red twists and turns in the different blues above and below. It is quiet and moving, reflecting each other, like two giant snakes staring at each other across the distance between heaven and earth.

The sun shone in from the wide window, bringing the light to the room close to the sky ahead of the ground.

Although in terms of area, this should be a luxurious presidential suite. However, there is no luxurious decoration in the room that is usually found in senior suites.

To be precise, there is no decoration or object in this spacious room except the floor.

Looking at it, this is more like an empty room that has just been completed and has not been decorated yet.

In the middle of the room, the girl with a ** body is twisting her soft body against the wisp of early sun and light. Sometimes she supported the ground with one hand, and her body was parallel to the ground, but her feet turned over and hooked in her neck; sometimes she curled up on the ground, her body bent back, and grabbed her ears with both hands. Although every posture seemed extremely strange and was the limit that human limbs could not reach at all, the girl's movements were soothing and smooth without a trace of delay, as if There are no bones all over the body. Every joint can be bent at will, and every part can be bent and changed.

The golden sunlight falls on the flawless white jade-like beautiful and smooth body, with a faint halo, caged around the girl, giving people an indescible sense of holiness.

The door suddenly opened, and a woman in her thirties ran into the door with a phone in her hand. She opened her mouth to shout, but when she saw the scene in front of her, she immediately stopped and stood respectfully at the door.

At this moment, the girl happened to complete the last movement. Her whole body stretched as much as possible, forming a side-lying posture. There was no support on the flat ground, but it was suspended three feet, and the faint halo on her body converized her body. It was immediately dark in the spacious room, and the scattered sunlight was all concentrated on the girl!

The girl lay on her side in the air for about five minutes. Then she sat up cross-legged and slowly fell to the ground. Her hands stretched high into the air, and the sunlight seemed to have lost its restraint. It suddenly spread out and filled the whole space.

For a moment, the room was full of golden light, dazzling and eye-catching.

The girl stood up from the ground in the golden light and asked softly, "What's the matter?"

The female white-collar worker with an old-fashioned suit and a pair of black-rimmed glasses on her nose whispered, "I just received a notice. According to satellite monitoring, last night, I found a similar reaction between 43°05′ and 45°15′ north latitude and 124°18′ and 127°02 east longitude, but it was just too Weak, I can't be completely sure.

The girl picked up a loose sweatshirt from the corner of the room and put it on. She smiled at the female white-collar worker and said, "I'm afraid someone can't sleep."

The female white-collar worker asked hesitantly, "Miss, then we..."

The girl showed a strange smile on her face, "What did Mr. Gu say?"

"Mr. Gu has been closed since 12 noon yesterday, and claimed that he wants to understand the way of heaven and prepare to become a Buddha to break the void..." The female white-collar worker said, the lower her voice became, and she looked timidly at the girl who obviously showed an angry look.

"This old slippery man." The girl shook her hair dissatisfiedly and said, "Go and inform them to prepare. We will go back to China tomorrow."

"Yes, miss." The female white-collar worker answered happily and turned around and left.

The girl suddenly sighed softly and went to the window. She stared at the gray fog outside gradually dispersing to reveal the originally prosperous steel forest. Her hands knotted a strange seal on her chest, and then her hands collapsed outward. A faint light ejected out of the ten fingers blooming like a flower, as if it was playing fast in the camera. The growing small tree is like a winding and stretching upwards. In the blink of an eye, it turns into a flower tree with nine branches, and a colorful lotus flower blooms on each branch.

The light scattered from the stamens, and the starlight was all over the room, and the fragrance hit the nose.

"It won't be wrong this time." The girl stared at the nine lotus trees and muttered, "This day is finally coming."