Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing walked tremblingly on the broad road home. Don't tell me, this road is really easy to walk. There are not even any cars or horses.
The two of them ran all the way towards the other side of rebirth with the feeling that a big girl is beautiful and a big girl is romantic.
"Dazhi, where are you going? Why don't you go home for dinner?" Wu Youyou's voice suddenly came from behind.
Wu Dazhi was excited, they had arrived home so soon? But there was still a long distance ahead of Kangzhuang Avenue, so they probably hadn't reached the place yet.
Is this the wandering spirit that Long Zhi said? Wu Dazhi glanced at Zhou Zijing hurriedly, and saw that he also had a solemn look on his face, but he had no intention of looking back.
The two looked at each other and made up their minds to just run away. At the most dangerous time, any choice was not practical and they started running towards the two of them.
After waiting for a while, the sound behind them finally disappeared, and the exhausted two people stopped. When they looked up, the scene around them turned into a familiar street market.
"Oh, Dazhi, what do you think that is?"
Suddenly Zhou Zijing grabbed Wu Dazhi and pointed in the direction not far ahead. It turned out that there was a stall selling snacks, which was the famous hometown dish Guobaorou.
After doing the math, the two of them hadn't eaten anything seriously in seven days. When they saw this pot of meat, they couldn't wait to take a bite. Suddenly, they had the urge to buy it.
Wu Dazhi secretly screamed, it turned out that Wandering Soul had changed his tactics. He hurriedly grabbed Zhou Zijing and ran away again.
"Shit, the road home is really not smooth!" Zhou Zijing complained.
Wu Dazhi patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Forget it, you know, there are too many lonely souls and wild ghosts now. Who doesn't want to return to the earth again? If you have such an opportunity, can you give up? This is a rare opportunity to cheat!"
Zhou Zijing nodded, and the two of them moved forward with full vigor, fearing that something might go wrong on the way, so they confessed.
Fortunately, there were no wandering spirits to harass them along the way. As they walked along the bright road, they soon saw the magnificent First Hospital of xx University.
Oh my god, I am finally coming back again. This trip to Tibet and the underworld has tortured them to death.
In a happy mood, the two of them ran towards the inpatient department with wind at their feet. Just as they were about to go in, they suddenly stopped in unison. Someone seemed to be staring at them from behind.
"Wu Dazhi, Zhou Zijing!!! You are finally willing to die and come back!!"
Is it Xie Rusi? Why is she here? Did she come all the way? In desperation, the two of them turned back in a hurry.
But what caught their eyes was an old man with a wizened figure wearing a cloak.
When Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing turned around and saw the wizened old man, they knew they had fallen into a trap. Sure enough, the most dangerous trap was not at the beginning, but at the end.
It's just that the reactions of the two people seemed to have been expected by the withered old man. He chuckled, and a dull voice seemed to come from his abdominal cavity:
"I said that the person I like will never escape my control!!"
At the same time, Wu Dazhi, who was obviously a spirit body, felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, as if a sharp knife had been cut across his neck.
A giant hand extracted the extremely vivid vitality that burst out from the wound. Wu Dazhi felt that his body was no longer controlled by him, and the body a few steps away was also on the hospital bed at the moment, suffering from pain.
twitching.
He saw his grandfather, who had some gray hair standing in front of the hospital bed, stood up nervously and performed emergency treatment on his body.
Standing on the side was the all-too-familiar Hu Xue. Now he seemed to be stained with the traces of human time. Wu Dazhi could clearly see the vicissitudes of life on his face.
Also, the old man standing guard in front of a hospital bed not far away is probably his master, Mr. Zhou, whom he has never met before.
For a moment, Wu Dazhi felt a mixture of emotions in his heart. The withdrawal from life continued. The arrogant smile of the mysterious old man in front of him made Wu Dazhi retching.
I don’t want to die! Wu Dazhi’s heart roared like a wolf.
A force seemed to be boiling in Wu Dazhi's chest, and his throat spontaneously let out a beast-like howl. It didn't seem to come from him, but rather from some mysterious force from ancient times.
The wizened old man standing opposite him smiled interestingly. He originally thought that Wu Dazhi would surrender obediently, but what he saw in front of him suddenly made him realize that things were different. The young man in front of him was the same as him a month ago.
What I saw at the Ghost Mother Dojo was different.
The dull voice of the withered old man sounded again: "You are my good prey! I give you two choices now. One is to follow me, and the other is to die here!"
Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing looked at each other. It was obvious that they would not agree to this ridiculous and unreasonable request.
The two of them looked at the ward in unison. Yes, their body was right in front of them. How could they give up so easily?
The two of them didn't say anything, they just shook their heads firmly.
The wizened old man made a strange cry, as if he was a little angry, but also like he was playing a very interesting game.
A long-lost excitement filled the whole body of the withered old man. It was a feeling of physical excitement that he had only experienced when he was chasing the most beautiful girl when he was just an adult.
The wizened old man suddenly formed the Vajra Wheel Seal on his hand and muttered the mantra from distant time and space:
"Om Supo you Supo hum tiller mile Hena tiller mile Hena hum tiller mile He Nabano hum A 曩 野薛波萐鐁 Furiluo hum Fa Zha"
The development of the matter left no time for Wu Dazhi and the others to react. The two knew that this spell was a powerful spell in the Tantric Sect. If they were really hit, they would only be wiped out.
What's even more tragic is that it's like there are roots under their feet, and they can't move a step no matter what.
The red light, the red light of death, was right in front of them. Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing closed their eyes. Why were they so unlucky?
You have obviously arrived at the door of your home and you are still being killed. Is this what people say, that fate is not something you can challenge?
When Wu Dazhi opened his eyes again, his soul had returned to the place he had left for a long time. Wu Youyou, Hu Xue, and Xiaoyou, whose eyes were red from crying, were all around him.
For a moment, Wu Dazhi didn't know whether he was lucky or unlucky. Maybe this was his fate.
Wu Dazhi turned his head to the side, and sure enough, the fat man was lying there, but he was not awake yet, snoring, and he looked very sweet.
I'm back, I'm really back, I'm really alive this time.
When the fat man woke up, it was already the next morning. Mr. Zhou went to buy breakfast for Zhou Zijing early in the morning.
Wu Dazhi held the back of his head with both hands and fell back into the habitual thinking. He clearly remembered that when the two of them came back, they were attacked by a wizened old man. It was obviously a very powerful spell. Who saved him?
What about theirs?
Could it be Hu Xue? Probably not, Hu Xue didn't see the existence of the withered old man at all. Who could it be if it wasn't him? Just when Wu Dazhi was wondering, Mr. Zhou had returned.
Carrying large and small bags in his hand, Zhou Zijing bought a lot as if he was afraid that he would be hungry. Seeing that Wu Dazhi had woken up, he immediately handed over a bag of buns.
"Would you like something to eat?" Mr. Zhou's smile was bright and he didn't look like an elderly man at all.
Wu Dazhi declined politely. Now he doesn't have as good an appetite as Zhou Zijing.
Wu Dazhi refused to eat, but Zhou Zijing ate enthusiastically and took the food from Mr. Zhou's hand. Apparently he wanted to supplement the various nutrients he lacked in the bardo world.
Seeing Zhou Zijing eating happily, Wu Dazhi smiled helplessly. He looked at Mr. Zhou sitting aside, and for some reason suddenly had a feeling that the old man in front of him seemed to know more.
"Grandpa Zhou, I have something to ask you!"
Mr. Zhou didn't wait for Wu Dazhi to finish what he said, and laughed to himself: "You want to ask who saved you yesterday, right?"
Wu Dazhi was stunned for a moment. This old man was indeed a powerful master. Then he nodded and told all the questions in his heart.
Mr. Zhou was not in a hurry to answer Wu Dazhi's question, but looked into the distance, looking at the rising sun outside the window, as if immersed in memories.
"Do you know who the old man you met is?"
Wu Dazhi shook his head. He didn't know that this was actually a mystery that troubled him.
"The old man you met, Master Longzhi, is one of the Eight Patriarchs of the Esoteric Cult. The last time he appeared was a thousand years ago, when the crystallization of ghost resentment appeared in the human world for the third time.
Mr. Zhou paused for a moment and glanced at Wu Dazhi. Seeing that he was listening seriously, he continued:
"But it is a pity that due to some unforeseen circumstances, he led the esoteric master to fight, but failed to prevent the fusion of the ghost resentment crystals. The ghost mother was finally reborn. He tried his best throughout his life to bring the ghost mother and ghost resentment together.
It was sealed, but a thousand years have passed and the power of the seal has become very little..."
Wait, when Mr. Zhou said this, Wu Dazhi seemed to hear something amiss, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
"Now the crystals of ghost resentment have appeared collectively in the human world. As far as I know, there are eighty-one pieces in total..." Mr. Zhou said slowly and leisurely.
Wu Dazhi was a little anxious: "Since those crystals have appeared in others, is it still too late for us to take action?"