After the cold wind passed, Hu Xue frowned slightly, glanced at Wu Dazhi, and said lightly:
"Dazhi, be careful, you are already contaminated with the spirit of the ten-faced evil ghost. It's easy to attract the same kind here!!"
Wu Dazhi was almost carried away by Hu Xueqi. What the hell, why did he become a ghost clan!!
"Fat man, cast a purification spell on Dazhi!" Hu Xue ordered in a cold voice, completely ignoring Wu Dazhi's sullen expression.
The purification spell is one of the tantric spells. As the name suggests, it can be imagined as a tool to purify the air. Unfortunately, it is not used to deodorize, but to remove yin. Of course, the purification ability of this spell is different from that of caster.
The cultivation level of the curser has a lot to do with it.
As soon as Hu Xue finished speaking, Zhou Zijing recited a mantra. With the sound of the mantra, his fingers continued to change his fingerprints. This is also a major feature of the esoteric religion. The combination of mantras, handprints and spiritual power can drive away most demons.
Even if magic weapons are needed in large-scale battles, in most cases, there is no need to open an altar like the Taoist priests in Maoshan. Only the magic weapons can be added based on the combination of the three parties.
However, people like Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing, who were not yet popular esoteric practitioners, had no chance to use magic weapons.
While talking, the three of them had already entered the Ghost Mother Dojo. As soon as they entered, they were greeted by an empty playground-like hall. There were no decorative items in the hall, except for a few large pillars standing there stupidly.
Hu Xue carefully walked around the hall twice and found nothing unusual. Only then did Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing feel relieved and began to walk along the path Hu Xue had walked just now.
Zhou Zijing seemed to be very interested in archeology. He did not just look around like Wu Dazhi, but went to the dozens of large pillars to look at them.
"I said Fox, have you noticed anything strange about this pillar?"
Hearing what Zhou Zijing said, Hu Xue and Wu Dazhi, who were still studying the entrance to the second floor, came over and found out that there were seven huge stone pillars in the hall.
According to general building rules, things like stone pillars should be in even numbers, but here it happened to be an odd number, and the three of them couldn't help but feel suspicious.
"Fox, why do you think there are seven pillars?"
"It's probably related to primitive beliefs!" Hu Xue thought for a while and said with some uncertainty: "Buddhism was introduced to Tibet relatively late. Tibet itself also has its own beliefs. Esoteric Buddhism is a combination of Hinduism, Buddhism and Tibetan primitive beliefs.
and formed!”
Wu Dazhi was not good at history, and he was a pure Han Chinese. It can be said that he had no idea what the religious beliefs of ethnic minorities were.
However, it was obvious that Hu Xue's answer did not satisfy Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing, and they continued to stare at Hu Xue and wait for his further explanation.
Hu Xue was stared at by the two men and couldn't help but cursed: "Oh, you humans, ask me about the hair of a fox!!"
Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing were stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing. They both said that a dog jumps over the wall in a hurry, but it turns out that a fox also curses when he is in a hurry!
"I said, Fatty, what you discovered is that there are seven pillars here, right?" Hu Xue said with some dissatisfaction. He was looking for face for the embarrassing thing just now.
"Fox, if I tell you something that is so easy to discover, my IQ will be as low as yours!!"
Zhou Zijing didn't know whether he was familiar with Hu Xue or thought it would liven up the atmosphere, so he started talking loudly again.
Wu Dazhi on the side was really sweating for him. They say you can't guess a woman's thoughts, but you can't figure out the temper of a fox. Who knows if Hu Xue will be angry because of Zhou Zijing's words and eat him.
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Fortunately, Hu Xue was a generous fox and didn't take Zhou Zijing's words to heart at all. He just asked with a slightly gloomy face: "Fat man, don't be so pretentious and tell me what you found!"
"Fox, look at the ambition!" Zhou Zijing rarely became serious, "It stands to reason that if a pillar like this is decorated, the entire pillar should be decorated. If there is no decoration, the entire pillar should be missing!"
Zhou Zijing's words were a bit convoluted, but Wu Dazhi and Hu Xue still understood them.
"But look, these seven pillars have no decoration at all. The only difference is that each pillar has a different symbol." As he said that, Zhou Zijing took Wu Dazhi and Hu Xue with him to the seven pillars.
Walked it again.
Sure enough, as Zhou Zijing said, each pillar is engraved with a pattern at the same position, whether it is a circle, a triangle, a square, or some shapes they cannot name.
"What on earth is going on?" Hu Xue was also a little confused this time.
Wu Dazhi started chewing his fingers again. This was a habit he had developed over the years. Whenever he was thinking about a problem, he would definitely chew his fingers.
"I think these symbols should be a kind of password!" After a moment, Wu Dazhi finally said, "This is the first level. Maybe the secret to deciphering these symbols is on the second level. How about we go to the second level to have a look?"
There were too few clues, and Wu Dazhi, no matter how smart he was, couldn't figure out what was going on.
"Well, if that's the case, then let's go down!!" Hu Xue nodded and said in agreement.
This time it was Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing's turn to be confused. What do you mean, go down? Damn, don't we still need to dig a tunnel? Is the Ghost Mother Dojo a mausoleum?
That's not right. Zhou Zijing looked around. It didn't look like a mausoleum, but more like a sacrificial temple.
"Uncle Hu, it seems you haven't told them enough!"
Just when Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing were puzzled, a pleasant female voice came from the entrance of the Ghost Mother Dojo.
The three people couldn't help but be shocked. Without looking, they knew that the person coming was Xie Rusi. Although they were mentally prepared to know that she was coming back, was it too fast?
The three people looked at each other, but neither of them answered Xie Rusi's words.
Xie Rusi didn't care at all and walked in on her own. What she was wearing today was not the fiery red gypsy-style red skirt yesterday, but a white long skirt with a Roman style and a pair of flip-flops.
It makes her feet look slender and beautiful.
The red nail polish added a different style to her. But Wu Dazhi was a little puzzled. This outfit looked like she was traveling.
"This is the branch of Tantric Buddhism, the sacrificial temple of the Ghost Mother Sect! In the words of Central Plains Buddhism, this is the Ghost Mother's dojo!" While Wu Dazhi was stunned, Xie Rusi smiled coquettishly and walked slowly towards the three of them.
"The Ghost Mother Sect prospered quickly and declined very quickly. In less than a hundred years, it disappeared in Tibet, and it took decades later for the Central Plains to disappear. No matter what the process is, the result is the same.
It’s really a pity!”
As Xie Rusi said this, she walked lightly to Zhou Zijing's side. Her hands, like green onions, scratched his body intentionally or unintentionally. Zhou Zijing's body swayed subconsciously. Who could be so sexy, innocent and charming?
How can a woman not react when she teases her?
Zhou Zijing's reaction only elicited a vague smile from Xie Rusi, and then she walked to Wu Dazhi's side.
She still lightly stroked his body with her hand, but to her slight disappointment, Wu Dazhi's body did not respond.
"Brother Dazhi, you are so determined!"
Xie Rusi continued to walk forward, but did not stop beside Hu Xue. She walked straight to the front pillar and continued her one-man show.