After maintaining this stiff movement for three or four minutes, Su Jiu came back to her senses.
"Black lotus?" Su Jiu couldn't help but murmured in surprise.
Under the illumination of the desk lamp, from Su Jiu's perspective, the back of the token appeared to be a black lotus pattern.
Su Jiu had encountered it once when he went to Tibet and entered the ancient tomb to capture the ghoul.
When I first discovered this black mark, I looked carefully at the black mark in front of me. At first glance, the first impression of the entire mark was that it was a mass of black. There was nothing special about it, just like an ink ball. But
Walking forward, under the strong light above the head, one can clearly see in the black mark a black pattern like a lotus.
After Su Jiu saw this clearly, he was immediately shocked.
"Ten-petaled lotus!"
The Buddhist scriptures say that the lotus in the world cannot produce dozens of petals, the lotus in the sky cannot produce hundreds of petals, and the lotus in the pure land has more than a thousand petals. And the black lotus on the wall in front of you has ten petals.
"Black lotus? Ghost tomb?"
Su Jiu recalled the scene when she first saw this black lotus.
The black lotus mark that appeared in the ghost tomb at that time represented the door of death.
Now, the black lotus appears on the token again.
What exactly is this token?
Why does the black lotus appear on this?
What does this token have to do with Buddhism?
How could my uncle's cause and effect be involved in this black token?
…
A series of doubts appeared in Su Jiu's mind. Su Jiu did not go to wash up, but sat on the bed again and began to think quietly.
The angle was wrong. The dark token was now in Su Jiu's hand. There was nothing strange about it, and the black lotus mark did not appear again.
Su Jiu, who was lying on the bed, looked at the black token in her hand and the lines on the back of the token.
The initial doubts in my heart did not disappear, but became even stronger.
The discovery of the Black Lotus mark was an accident.
I feel familiar with the pattern on the back of the token.
I've definitely seen it myself.
Where did you see it?
What does this pattern have to do with the ghost tombs in Tibet?
No! This pattern definitely did not appear in the tomb.
Different lines, but they can reflect the same black lotus.
Su Jiu's mind was spinning very quickly at this moment.
"Grave? Ghost tomb?"
Su Jiu muttered something softly and murmured.
Thinking quickly in my mind.
Suddenly, Su Jiu's eyes flashed with a hint of exquisite light.
The whole person stood up directly from the bed.
"I see!"
Su Jiu spoke to herself.
Look at the token in your hand.
"I finally remembered where I saw this pattern."
Su Jiu's voice was not loud. After speaking, she got off the bed and took out her white backpack.
"Stele!"
"Treads!"
"Jiuyou!"
"Token!"
"Overlord!"
"..."
Su Jiu muttered in a low voice, and thoughts came out of her mind one by one.
All kinds of thoughts emerged crazily, and at the same time, questions appeared in my mind one after another, connected in series.
Su Jiu thought secretly in her heart.
That time, when I entered the Nine Nether Underworld, in order to get the Flower of the Other Shore, I encountered the tomb of Xiang Yu, the overlord, and the tomb of Xiang Yu Hanba, who was suppressed by the Blue Dragon and White Tiger Formation.
The figure of the person appearing behind and the lines that appear before the figure appear are the lines on the back of the token.
No wonder it looks so familiar to me, but I can't remember it.
"Is there any connection between this token and Xiang Yu Hanbao's tomb?"
"Could it be that it's a token to command Xiang Yu?"
"Is this a magic weapon?"
"hiss!"
Su Jiu herself was shocked by her crazy and bold idea.
He stared at the token in his hand dumbfounded. After this crazy and bold idea appeared, it kept appearing in his mind and could not dissipate for a long time.
Su Jiu knew very well that her idea was a crazy guess with no direct evidence to prove it.
However, Su Jiu had a feeling that the truth was like this.
"Whether it is true or not, just try it and you will know whether it is true or not!" Su Jiu thought in her heart, her restless heart could not calm down for a long time.
As soon as this thought came out, Su Jiu was shocked.
Then the thought that popped up, and the thought of going to the Jiuyou Underworld became stronger and stronger.
He can travel between the Yin and Yang realms at will.
Going to Jiuyou Underworld is very simple and not difficult.
"With my current level of cultivation, I can't go. If I go, I won't be able to escape unscathed." But as soon as Su Jiu thought of the feeling when she faced that illusory figure, she felt a chill in her heart and calmed down.
I suppressed this thought for the time being.
Su Jiu regained her composure.
The scene in Jiuyou Underworld was originally a puzzle.
The ghost curtain in Tibet and the tomb of Wu Qi's son are also doubtful.
These things are all related to this black lotus.
What kind of thing is this token?
Su Jiu kept thinking about the speculations in her mind.
I didn't think about it for long.
Su Jiu placed the black token on the bedside table again. Once again, the mark of the black lotus appeared in Su Jiu's sight.
Looking carefully again, Su Jiu unexpectedly discovered that this black lotus was slightly different from the black lotus in the ghost tomb.
The black lotus reflected on this token is slightly larger than the black lotus reflected in the ghost tomb.
Seeing this scene, Su Jiu's heart moved.
In Buddhism, a lotus is considered large and has many petals.
If the two are compared, then the black lotus on this token is of a higher level than the black lotus in the ghost tomb.
The difference between the two is only a subtle difference. Most people would not notice these details at all, but Su Jiu had paid attention to it after seeing the black lotus in the ghost tomb.
After that, I also searched a lot of information and found out everything.
"Black token..." Su Jiu murmured, putting away the black token on the bedside table, already making a decision in her heart.
I simply washed myself and then rested.
A night of nothing, no dreams!
When Su Jiu got up early the next morning, she had temporarily put aside what happened yesterday.
After having breakfast, I received a call from my uncle.
Liu Jianmin is dead.
Last night, his injuries worsened and he died in the county hospital.
When Su Jiu knew the result, she was not surprised.