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Chapter 344 Ask God to seal the door

In front of Zhang Ziyu, there are dozens of clay sculptures of different sizes. The big ones are about one meter high, and the small ones are only twenty or thirty centimeters. They are all covered with red cloth strips, with Brahmi inscriptions on them and their backs to the door.

The clay sculptures are weird, they look like children.

These are the children of the Chen clan who were sacrificed to the Great Black Buddha Mother. The older ones have bigger clay sculptures, and the younger ones have smaller clay sculptures.

They dedicated their flesh and blood to the Buddha Mother, and then they were devoured by insects, leaving only the white bones sealed in the clay sculptures.

Disgust flashed in Zhang Ziyu's eyes for sacrificing a human being, and he was still a child.

Whether it is for glory and wealth, or because you want to preserve Chenjia Village after sealing the Buddha Mother, it is an unforgivable thing.

If the people from Chenjiacun were still here, Zhang Ziyu might have considered burying them.

"tick"

A drop of blood dripped from the ceiling. Zhang Ziyu looked up and saw that the blood came from the Buddha statue on the ceiling.

The ceiling mural is located in front of a temple pattern background. Inside is a portrait of a six-armed Bodhisattva wearing tulle. The Bodhisattva is sitting on a black and red lotus platform. His posture is dignified and weird, and he is holding something in his arms.

It is not a Buddhist ritual weapon.

The first pair of arms of the Bodhisattva form a reverse seal of the Eight Directions in front of the body. The second pair of arms are twisted, holding a blood-dropping Buddha head in one hand and holding a baby in the other.

Then there is a pair of arms, one hand is holding the toad, and the other hand is holding the hair, lifting it up and down, as if it is holding a manor magic weapon.

Looking at the face of the Bodhisattva in the mural, we can see blood holes all over the face. The true appearance is no longer visible, only drops of blood are slowly dripping.

The entire mural exudes a strange atmosphere, which makes people feel creepy and chills behind their backs.

Zhang Ziyu was not afraid. Instead, he smiled and said, "Who are you trying to scare with this little trick?"

Everyone is here and the gray fog has broken. The methods of the Big Black Buddha Mother are not much of a deterrent to Zhang Ziyu.

However, at this moment, the clay sculptures immediately turned around, facing Zhang Ziyu one by one, and the looming human faces suddenly condensed on them.

"Kaka"

The clay sculptures shattered and human bones were exposed. They began to move in unison and rushed towards Zhang Ziyu.

The whole room instantly became dark, and the light disappeared, as if Zhang Ziyu was being deprived of his senses.

The speed of the clay sculptures was very fast, and in an instant dozens of clay sculptures were surrounded by Zhang Ziyu.

The Big Black Buddha Mother's plan is not bad. After all, even if Zhang Ziyu's large pet is summoned in the room, it will be too late.

However, this wave of Big Black Buddha Mother is undoubtedly too confident.

Zhang Ziyu's body flashed with lightning, and the entire space was filled with hundreds of arcs, which instantly swept through all the surrounding clay sculptures.

"rumble"

Thunder roared, and in just a short moment, all the clay sculptures were directly and physically transcended by Zhang Ziyu.

Zhang Zi's torpedo method broke the situation, and even the strange Bodhisattva picture was destroyed.

He stepped out of the ancestral hall, took a handful of yellow paper in his hand, and scattered it toward the sky.

"The art of tying paper to control spirits, the art of transforming into human beings"

Zhang Ziyu quickly punched out the magic formula in his hand, and then, visible to the naked eye, thousands of pieces of yellow paper quickly changed shape and size under his control, and continued to stick together.

More than a dozen paper dolls appeared in front of Zhang Ziyu, all dressed in white, with no facial features and no face.

Zhang Ziyu continued to cast spells in his hand and flew into the bodies of these paper figures.

The talismans he used were all evolved from the magic of the gods. As the talismans hit the tall paper man one after another, the paper man soon gradually acquired charm and became more agile.

"The sky is clear and the earth is clear. Zhang Ziyu, a disciple of Maoshan, please ask the gods to guard the front door today."

"As soon as I ask the emperor, General Guan, to come and guard the east."

"Second, please invite the third prince to come and guard the west."

"Three please ask for two additional generals to come and guard the south."

"Four Invitations to the Monkey King, Monkey King, Come to the North"

...

There is no true god in this world, and the power of incense is particularly strong. Zhang Ziyu really can't stop inviting gods this time.

From the Second Master Guan to Zhou Cang, and then to the Third Prince Nezha... Zhang Ziyu succeeded in more than a dozen of them in a hurry.

The paper man was possessed by the divine power of the incense, and his face instantly appeared in front of the corresponding paper man and slowly merged into it.

Zhang Ziyu's success in summoning the gods cost him a lot of money, but since he was able to prove his breakthrough in the magic of the gods and his curiosity about the world, there was no problem.

All the incense divine powers were successfully possessed, and they immediately set off to fly around the village according to Zhang Ziyu's instructions, and then firmly guarded the entrance and exit.

"The door is also blocked, let's see where you go to escape."

After everything was ready, Zhang Ziyu began to think about setting off to the back mountain.

Chenjia Village is built on the mountain, and the so-called back mountain is behind the village.

Zhang Ziyu walked along the path towards the back mountain. Along the way, there were detailed scriptures, old colored cloths and piles, all of which gave off a strange atmosphere.

There is nothing else in the back mountain, only a cave that has been sealed for who knows how many years.

The door of the cave had been kicked open, and the dark cave stood in front of Zhang Ziyu.

The black hole exudes a strange aura, and the black air lingers.

Zhang Ziyu knew that this was where the Great Black Buddha Mother was.

"The ruthless black snake, tear down the house."

Zhang Ziyu had no intention of going in. The cave was cramped and gloomy, and there were many tricks of the Big Black Buddha Mother. Although going in would not necessarily be life-threatening, it would definitely be a bit embarrassing.

Of course, if Zhang Ziyu enters, if he is lucky, he may encounter a half-sealed big black Buddha Mother.

It might be easier to deal with at that time, but it's also possible that the Great Black Buddha Mother recruited was not strong enough and her trip was in vain.

So Zhang Ziyu decided to adjust the difficulty and recruit a energetic big black Buddha to work in Monster Ranch 007.

After receiving Zhang Ziyu's instructions, the Violent Bone Black Snake immediately grew in size, and then began to destroy the dark cave entrance.

"Rumble"

The demolition speed of the Violent Bone Black Snake was quite good. In less than half an hour, the underground tunnel had been dug out.

"You're looking for death."

The black energy kept churning, and a faint voice reached Zhang Ziyu's ears. This was the ultimatum from the Great Black Buddha, but Zhang Ziyu didn't take it seriously.

Now that we've reached this point, we're going to pay each other's grave every time we meet, so what's the use of threats?

"call!!"

Just when the Violent Bone Black Snake was attacking fiercely, suddenly there was a strong wind in the back mountain. Zhang Ziyu looked intently, and the black air began to condense. One arm stretched out from the surging black air, looking extremely pale.

Bloodless.

Only the six arms in the middle are looming, completely black, and holding strange objects in their hands. Aren't they the arms of the Great Black Buddha?

The Great Black Buddha Mother, she is coming.


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