"Then why not let them go, let them go on their own, and then go and harm the people of China?"
Chu Tianshu sneered: "Master, I don't know if this is a good virtue?"
Being teased by Chu Tianshu in this way, Shi Huaixin was not upset, he just put his hands together and declared the Buddha's name: "Amitabha."
Chu Tianshu urged: "Master, time is running out. You'd better make a decision early. If there is a collapse inside, so many people will die here."
Huang Qianzhong tried his best to hide the murderous intention in his heart, and said patiently: "Abbott, as long as you let our father and daughter leave, I can guarantee that we will restrain our disciples and never set foot in China again for the rest of our lives."
Chu Xidao said quietly: "The way in has been blocked. I'm afraid that even if the master wants to let them leave now, they won't be able to leave."
Chu Tianshu sneered: "Doesn't that mean we have to kill him?
You can’t take two undead people with evil intentions and go deep into the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, right?”
Huang Caiwei's eyelids were twitching wildly, and she didn't even bother to say anything to retort.
Huang Qianzhong was also anxious and said hurriedly: "Master, we can wait here. I promise that we will never step into the Mausoleum of the First Emperor."
Chu Tianshu sneered: "If your guarantee is effective, the old sow can climb the tree."
Huang Qianzhong glared at Chu Tianshu: "I am a noble undead Duke. For me, reputation is more important than life."
Chu Tianshu laughed, his face full of disdain.
Bei Youya looked at the luminous watch on Hao's wrist, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Master Abbot, the Jedi situation is critical and every second counts. You'd better make a decision as soon as possible..."
Speaking of this, she glanced at Huang Qianzhong and Huang Caiwei, her father and daughter, and said in a cold voice: "However, no matter what decision you make, I don't want any aliens to enter the Mausoleum of the First Emperor."
He said that he would let Shi Huaixin make his own decision, but in fact, his words had already blocked Shi Huaixin's path.
Chu Tianshu cast a grateful glance at Bei Youya, then stared at the letter of relief and said: "Master Abbot, make a decision quickly."
"Amitabha."
Shi Huaixin pronounced the Buddha's name and looked at Huang Qianzhong and Huang Caiwei.
Huang Qianzhong and Huang Caiwei looked frightened, and their expressions were extremely complicated.
The tone of the letter of relief was still as plain as before: "I got two Buddhist sacred objects many years ago, called the Soul Binding Curse..."
As he spoke, he reached into his arms and took out two golden rings.
The two golden circles are the size of a bowl, similar in shape to the Qiankun circle used by the monks in Luohan Hall.
The difference is that both gold circles are engraved with densely packed scriptures.
Chu Tianshu asked curiously: "Master, how is this soul binding spell used?"
Huang Qianzhong and Huang Caiwei looked at each other with panic in their eyes.
Shi Huaixin went on to say: "This object is a magical weapon used by Buddhism to subdue demons. When worn on the demon's head, it will take root in the flesh."
He stared at Huang Qianzhong and Huang Caiwei and said in a cold tone: "If a demon refuses to obey discipline, there are Buddhist mantras that can make it miserable and even make it miserable."
"Holy shit."
Ren Changfeng grinned and said, "Isn't that even more awesome than the Tightening Curse?"
Shi Huaixin continued: "I can't say it's powerful, but it is indeed the same type of magical weapon as the legendary tightening curse."
"Then Master is going to surrender these two demons?"
Chu Tianshu sighed, "There were so many undead people who died just now, are these two the only ones missing?
I really can’t figure out why Master is so affectionate towards them.”
"God has the virtue of good life."
Shi Huaixin clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha."
He paused, looked at Chu Tianshu and said again: "I saved their lives not just to save them, but also to save the millions of people in China."
Ren Changfeng couldn't help but muttered: "What do these two undead have to do with the people of China?"
"The master said there is a relationship, so of course there is a relationship. How can we mortals understand it?"
Chu Tianshu said with a smile, looked at Ren Changfeng and said: "Your woman is injured, if you don't stay outside with your woman, why are you following her?
Are you ready to cry now?"
Ren Changfeng rolled his eyes: "What are you going to do with her? It's more exciting to follow Young Master Chu."
Chu Tianshu felt a chill: "Stop it."
Xie Huaixin took two gold rings and walked up to Huang Qianzhong and Huang Caiwei: "Juesha, Juexin, if you are wholeheartedly doing good, just wear the Soul Binding Curse, and it will not have any impact on you.
If you don’t wear it…”
He snorted heavily: "It means you are not sincere in reforming, so I will have to use vajra methods to subjugate demons."
Huang Qianzhong gritted his teeth and said, "To prove my determination to do good, I wear it."
With that said, he stepped forward and took a soul-binding spell from Shi Huaixin's hand and put it on his head.
When the golden hoop was placed on Huang Qianzhong's head, "swastika"-shaped runes floated on it.
Golden "swastika"-shaped runes floated around Huang Qianzhong's head along the golden circle.
As the runes floated, the golden circle quickly adjusted to fit the size of Huang Qianzhong's head at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Then, all the golden runes disappeared into the golden circle and disappeared.
Although the scene in front of them was magical, several people present had seen too many incredible scenes recently, so they were not too surprised.
Shi Huaixin handed the remaining golden circlet in front of Huang Caiwei, smiling and saying nothing.
Although she was full of reluctance, her father had already put it on, so what else could she say?
Huang Caiwei could only reluctantly put on the gold ring.
Not to mention, the golden headband, coupled with Huang Caiwei's head full of silver threads and pale and beautiful face, complement each other and are very beautiful.
Xie Huaixin looked at Bei Youya, clasped his hands and said: "Donor Beiyou, they are now bound by the soul-binding spell, and their life and death depend on me. Even if I bring them into the imperial mausoleum, I can guarantee that they will not cause trouble."
Any trouble."
"Master Abbot, how can you prove that their life and death depend on your thoughts?"
Chu Tianshu came to Huang Caiwei, stretched out his fingers, and flicked the golden ring on her head twice: "How to use this thing?
Are you also chanting incantations?
Why don't you, Master, read it twice and let us take a look?"
Everyone's eyes were immediately focused on Shi Huaixin, and they obviously had the same idea as Chu Tianshu, including Bei Youya.
Shi Huaixin glanced at Huang Qianzhong. In Huang Qianzhong's slightly panicked look, he clasped his hands together and began to twist verses that no one could understand.
Huang Qianzhong's eyes widened instantly.
Then, he covered his head with both hands and looked in pain.
As the scriptures popped out of Shi Huaixin's mouth, Huang Qianzhong couldn't help but wailed: "Shut up... Monk, shut up..."
He had a splitting headache and felt as if his soul was being pulled out of his body. This was the first time he had experienced this kind of pain in hundreds of years of life.