Wu Qiudao suddenly woke up and felt that he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember it.
He sat up and looked around. There were broken bones and limbs everywhere, and a few wild dogs were gnawing on the bones. From time to time, he raised his head to glance at himself who was still moving.
He picked up the stone and hid next to the tree. At this time, the remaining memories in his body gradually came to his mind. These memory fragments could not even remember the name of the original person. He only knew that he was a medicine man who was captured by a strange Taoist.
, it may be made into a human elixir at any time.
The demon who came to capture people gave everyone a volume of "The Seven Chapters of Xuanjun's Secret Book" and required every medicine man to practice this secret book of immortality, otherwise he would be thrown into the alchemy furnace. However, after practicing, the original body suddenly became a
Falling down and being killed on the spot, the memory ends here.
Wu Qiudao was completely naked. He shuddered and said to himself: "Where is this place?"
An old voice sounded in Wu Qiudao's ears: "This is the cemetery selected by the Tibetan Buddhist monks of Bao'en Temple on the mountain. It is called 'Shitulin' after an allusion in the Buddhist scriptures. Later Bao'en Temple was occupied by the demon Taoist, and this place became
The place where his body was abandoned was called a mass grave.”
Wu Qiudao was startled. He looked around, trying to find the owner of the voice, but in vain.
The voice laughed: "There is no need to look for it. I am just in a daze. I can't find anything. It's not here or there. It's neither birth nor death. It's neither empty nor existing. It's only in your heart. I'm here in the corpse forest."
Lord, just call me 'Duda'."
"Duda?" Wu Qiudao hesitated. For some reason, he always felt that this voice was very familiar. It seemed that the voice should not be called this name, but another name. He didn't know why he had such an idea.
"That's right." The voice said, "I am the unique protector of Chakrasamvara and Dakini. The monks of Baoen Temple on the mountain chose a forest with a sky burial as my dojo, so I am the tomb of this pure land of corpses.
host."
Wu Qiudao hesitated for a moment: "Mr. Duda, can you come out for a moment? Are you filming some variety show? I just drank some wine and fell asleep during the company team building, why did I come here?
Are you here?"
"Hahahahaha!" the corpse master laughed, "Do you think this is just a game, an illusion?"
Wu Qiudao became anxious and shouted: "Mr. Duda, stop making trouble and come out quickly!"
Several wild dogs looking for food were frightened by Wu Qiudao's shouts. They "whimpered" a few times and then ran away everywhere.
"Hush!" The voice of the Lord of the Corpse Forest also became louder, "No sound! If we provoke the demons on the mountain, it will be no good to you or me!"
Wu Qiudao was startled and had to ask softly: "Where are you?"
"Oh, didn't I tell you?" the voice of the Lord of the Corpse Forest was a little helpless, "I was originally the Master of the Corpse Forest in this pure land of corpses, and I lived in the Palace of Skulls in the Corpse Forest. However, the demonic path on the mountain defiled me.
The Taoist temple has driven away my followers, taught me that my body is suddenly extinguished, and I am not happy in this seat."
"It happened that your body was carried down from the mountain and thrown into a mass grave. I saw that you were just a corpse and that your vitality was not extinguished and that the spiritual platform was about to be destroyed, so I got into your intestines and took up temporary residence.
Stimulate the vitality of the physical body and save your life."
"In this way, you are my lotus and sun disk seat, and this seat is your nectar kabala. You and I are of the same body, we live in the same quilt, and we die in the same hole. Do you understand this explanation?
?”
Seeing Wu Qiudao shaking his head, the master of the corpse forest said impatiently: "Why don't you understand?"
Wu Qiudao asked: "In general, I probably understand what you mean. From now on, I will have an extra grandfather with me. I understand this. But I have a question: Why can't you, a protector, defeat a demon?
?”
The Lord of the Corpse Forest paused for a moment, then explained slowly: "It's not that I can't defeat the mortal monks, it's just that I was transformed by a little spiritual light from the Master of the Corpse Forest, and the Tuodu body realm has not yet condensed, and not all siddhis are there.
Be successful."
Wu Qiudao asked curiously: "Where did that demonic path come from? What is its name?"
The master of the corpse forest replied: "His name is Goutizi, and he is a strange Taoist priest from Qingcheng Mountain."
"What? Hook Tizi!!!"
At this time, Wu Qiudao felt that the whole world suddenly stopped. The sound of wind, barking dogs, and streams all disappeared. Before he could react, everything returned to normal.
"Boy! Boy!" the master of the corpse forest shouted several times.
Wu Qiudao woke up from his distraction and asked quickly: "What happened just now?"
The Master of the Corpse Forest replied: "I am just telling you that I don't know the origin of the name of that evil spirit. You suddenly lost your focus. It is really rude!"
Wu Qiudao nodded and no longer paid attention to the strange demon path. Instead, he asked the master of the corpse forest: "I'm sorry, Mr. Duda, but can you get out of my body?"
The master of the corpse forest was silent for a while, and then replied: "I don't know either."
Wu Qiudao felt very unhappy. After learning that he had a plug-in for his grandfather, after the initial excitement passed, he was left with the awkwardness of having his privacy invaded and the discomfort of sharing his body with other beings. He asked again: "I really can't go out."
?”
"I really don't know!" the Master of the Corpse Forest sighed. "At that time, I had experienced the five degenerations of heaven and human beings. I was about to turn into a little spirit and return to my true form. But I was unwilling to accept it, so I used your corpse as a life-saving straw.
It went in, and when I woke up it was like this."
Wu Qiudao had no choice but to follow the advice of the master of the corpse forest, quickly grabbed a coat and put it on, picked up a branch as a walking stick, and after leaving the mass grave, hurried down the mountain.
After walking for about two or three hours, Wu Qiudao felt that his legs were about to break. Then he saw the outline of Yongshou Town at the foot of the mountain in the dark night. Someone kept a dog at the gate of the town. When he smelled the scent of outsiders, he barked suddenly.
Got up.
Several men were holding dung forks and torches, looking at Wu Qiu warily and asking: "Stranger, where are you from?"
"How's it going? Do you want me to help you?" the corpse leader suddenly asked.
"What move?" Wu Qiudao asked in a low voice to the corpse master in his body.
"I can give you the initiation and transfer the power. After the initiation, you only need to wave your hand gently, and they will all obey you!"
"No!" Wu Qiudao quickly refused. Unexpectedly, his words aroused the vigilance of the residents guarding the gate of Yongshou Town.
The leading townsman shouted: "Hey! Stranger, what evil creature are you talking to?"
Wu Qiudao explained: "I didn't talk to any evil spirits. In fact, I was a traveling trader. I was robbed by bandits while walking on the mountain road. I only had one coat left on me. I wonder if I can stay overnight in Guibao.
Leave tomorrow morning!"
A man asked: "Brother Wang, look at his clothes. Isn't he a corpse swindled from a mass grave?"
The leader, Brother Wang, carefully identified the clothes on Wu Qiudao's body. He was worried in his heart, but it didn't show on his face. He waved his hand directly: "This little brother, I'm really sorry. The town is not peaceful recently. There are many villages nearby.
Many people are missing, so we cannot receive you."
Wu Qiudao understood their vigilance, sighed, and turned to leave. But at this moment, he suddenly felt that his vision was blurred and his head hurt. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was standing at the gate of the town again.
The leader, Brother Wang, stepped forward and touched Wu Qiudao's head: "You're poor, you must have suffered a lot by yourself, right? Just wait here for a while, our mayor will be here soon."
The men guarding the door were all smiling, with friendly and caring expressions on their faces.