Inside the main hall, incense and candles curled up.
Someone had already carried Master Deming away and sent him to the Zen room next to him.
But Zhang Sanfen still looked ugly.
The old monk Mingyi recited a Buddhist chant softly: "Everyone has his own destiny. The path that nephew Deming took was his own choice. Even if he dies, he will have a clear conscience."
Zhang Sanfen said: "Master, I want to borrow something from the temple, but I don't know if it is convenient or not."
The old monk Mingyi said: "Mr. Zhang is my friend from Berlin Zen Temple. If you want anything, just ask. There is nothing inconvenient."
Zhang Sanfen said: "I want to borrow the Karma King Kong for use!"
The Karma Vajra is a Buddhist magic weapon for subduing demons. Its general shape is like two demon-subduing pestles crossed together.
Ordinary monks don't need this thing when chanting sutras and chanting Buddha's name.
Even the protective monks are accustomed to using cassocks, pestles, copper bowls, nine-tin Zen rods, etc.
But in the late Qing Dynasty, a Dharma monk appeared in the Berlin Zen Temple who was best at using Karma Vajra.
This monk has a hot temper and hates evil. Because of what happened in his childhood, he is determined to conquer demons and bring peace to the world.
It was he who held the Karma King Kong and roamed the land of Middle-earth, killing zombies and evil spirits who were frightened by the news.
Even the spirit that became a climate trembled when it heard Vajra Monk.
Later, the Vajra Monk passed away, and the Karma Vajra remained in the Berlin Zen Temple. It can be regarded as a very powerful magic weapon.
When the old monk Mingyi heard that Zhang Sanfen wanted to borrow this, his eyebrows fluttered slightly and said, "Are you going to find the little cursed corpse in western Sichuan?"
Zhang Sanfen said: "When the corpse wakes up, someone has to do it."
The old monk Mingyi recited Amitabha again.
"The little cursed corpse in western Sichuan was cursed to death. As long as you are close to the surrounding area, you may be cursed by the corpse."
"Although Junior Nephew Deming is back, no one can say whether he will survive. If you are going to Western Sichuan, I'm afraid something will happen to you."
Zhang Sanfen said: "If I don't do some things, more people will die. What's more, I also have a reason to go."
The old monk Mingyi looked at Zhang Sanfen quietly and said, "Since you are going, what if I lend you the Karma King Kong?"
"You take a rest here first, I'll go get something."
After the old monk Mingyi went out, I couldn't help but ask: "Boss, are you really going to touch that little cursed corpse?"
"Didn't you say that whoever touches this thing will die?"
"Master Deming is like this, aren't you afraid?"
I asked a barrage of questions, which made Zhang Sanfen impatient and said, "There's so much nonsense!"
"You work hard these days. I'll be back in a few days."
I said dissatisfiedly: "Boss, you can't just run out and take risks. If anything happens, who will pay me my salary?"
"By the way, what on earth is the Little Cursed Corpse in Western Sichuan?"
"Are you still awake? Does being awake mean that you are pretending to be a corpse?"
Zhang Sanfen sneered: "Fake corpses? If this thing fakes corpses, I don't know how many people will die!"
"Don't worry, boss, since I'm going to go, I'm 90% sure that I can make it happen!"
"But the buddy who called me, I have to find a way to find out who he is."
I know that Zhang Sanfen never speaks big words. He says it can be done, but he basically agrees.
But the little cursed corpse in western Sichuan...
The name of this thing makes it hard to mess with.
I hesitated for a moment and said: "Boss, what is the origin of the little cursed corpse in western Sichuan? It's not written in the night shift management manual you left me."
Zhang Sanfen hesitated for a moment and said, "It doesn't matter if I tell you, lest you touch something you can't touch in a daze."
"The little cursed corpse in western Sichuan is a female corpse."
"This female corpse was cursed when she was alive. Anyway, she was miserable while she was alive. She had to endure all kinds of pain and suffering. She will not die until she is eighteen years old."
"After a normal person dies, the three souls and seven souls leave the body, leaving only the body. After being buried, the ashes will return to ashes, and the soil will return to earth."
"But this is different for the poor woman who was cursed. After she dies, her three souls and seven souls will remain in her body because of the curse, and she will not be able to escape even after she dies."
"In this case, the soul of the deceased cannot be freed, but has to endure pain and torture, which will naturally breed resentment. The longer the deceased is tortured, the more resentment will breed."
"Such a corpse is a cursed corpse."
"Because this female corpse is in Western Sichuan and is no more than 18 years old, she is called the Little Cursed Corpse in Western Sichuan."
I was dumbfounded and said, "What kind of deep hatred does it take to torture someone to death?"
Zhang Sanfen sneered and said: "Hate can make people lose their minds. The most indispensable thing in this world is all kinds of perversions."
"This female corpse was originally a young lady in the early 1930s. She was cursed by her enemies when she was seven years old. Her skin was ulcerated, her hair fell out, her bones were regenerated, and her internal organs were misplaced."
"Anyway, he suffered so much that he couldn't bear it anymore when he was fourteen years old, and he died tragically at home."
"That's not all. The enemy stole her body in the middle of the night and buried it quietly in an unknown place just to make the girl's father suffer and regret."
"This burial lasted more than ninety years. It was not exhumed until a few years ago. It is said that when it was exhumed, the corpse had turned into a zombie. The corpse gas in the coffin poisoned the two tomb robbers on the spot.
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"The remaining tomb robbers are also very knowledgeable. They know the power of this kind of corpse curse, so they turned around and ran away without hesitation. They dared to bring people over the next day to fill the hole they dug with cement."
"What he's afraid of is that the cursed corpses will follow their yang energy and catch up with them and kill him."
"It's just that after they returned, they found that their bodies had been contaminated with corpse poison. Two or three days later, their whole bodies fester and died. When they died, many corpse moths crawled out of the corpses, buzzing and flying. Fortunately, these tomb robbers
I live in a relatively remote place so I don’t implicate innocent people.”
The tomb robber is dead when he dies, but the body has absorbed the yang energy and is no longer lying peacefully in the coffin.
Fortunately, the tomb robbers poured cement into the tomb so that the cursed corpse did not crawl out at that time.
But as time went by, more and more corpse moths flew out of it, and locals were also attacked by corpse moths and suffered from muscle ulcers.
This attracted the attention of some local people.
They knew it was corpse poison.
So the little cursed corpse in western Sichuan appeared in the sight of the corpse collector.
Anyone who is in the circle basically knows how powerful the cursed corpse is. So everyone did not touch the poured cement tomb, but instead blocked up all the loopholes.
The Corpse Moth finally disappeared.
I thought that was it, when everyone was fine, but who would have imagined that not long after, the corpse guards in southern Yunnan began to blow whistles and shake people, trying to move the little cursed corpse in western Sichuan.
With this movement, something happened.
Speaking of this, I suddenly asked: "Boss, the night I just started working, couldn't I be the corpse-keeper in southern Yunnan who called you?"
The boss said expressionlessly: "Master Deming said that the corpse keeper is dead."