Chen Zhi and the others followed the tour guide and walked a long circle on the mountain on the ladder. There was a lot of noise and commotion everywhere, and the smell of women's perfume could make people hallucinate. By the time they got down the mountain, they were already dripping with sweat.
Chen Zhi asked Lao Jiandou to negotiate with the people from the mountain committee management committee to see if they could stay here at night so that they could carefully inspect the big stone Buddha, but they were sternly rejected by the management committee.
The rules of Mount Xuqing are like this. You can come and visit at will during the day, but you must leave at night. You cannot stay for a moment longer after sunset.
No matter how many upper-level connections Lao Somersault found and how much money he stuffed into managers, the management committee’s answer was: “Absolutely impossible!”
In the end, Chen Zhi and the others had no choice but to go back in a small boat, but they kept the route in mind along the way and waited until night to think of a way to see if they could find a way to sneak back.
After they returned to the B&B, it was noon and the sky was still bright.
Lao Jiandou received a call that all the weapons on land would be delivered tomorrow. They just had to wait now.
During this period, Ding Ning, who had no idea about it, was very happy. There were countless shops in Xuqing County, with all kinds of facilities. It was very lively. The entertainment facilities in the B&B were also very complete, and there was even a home-made garden in the backyard.
The hot spring pool is simply a private luxury hotel.
Ding Ning's favorite has always been the beautiful Ji Ying, and now he has added a blonde, blue-eyed, hot-figured Miss Mina. His boyish heart has been completely ignited, and he is running around and playing everywhere.
He's going crazy. Everywhere he goes, he has to stay and take photos and post them on WeChat, and he forces Fat Wei to give him likes, which makes Fat Wei wish he could just tie him up and send him to be fed to demigods...
…
However, Chen Zhi stayed in the B&B waiting for night to come. He closed his eyes and felt the aura around him. From the moment he entered Xuqing County, the aura of Ghost Sword disappeared.
Chen Zhi found a quiet room, opened the high-definition photos he had just taken, and looked at them carefully.
His mobile phone was specially customized. The camera has higher pixels than the most high-end digital cameras today. The details are very clear when zoomed in. Chen Zhi zoomed in on the photos of the railings of the small prison one by one, and then looked at the mottled patterns.
Go up and look for the traces of divine writings.
Those iron railings were really rusty, with layers of rust on them, and most of the words engraved on them were unclear. Chen Zhi had to move these words onto white paper, and then complete them bit by bit.
, and finally translated these sacred words, I discovered that it was a whole repeated mantra, like a judgment book for punishment. The main meaning is:
"The cruel god descended from the gods, used his magic pen to enchant all living beings, painted gods and ghosts, and caused trouble in the world. Later, he was suppressed by the giant mountain gods and Buddhas at the foot of the mountain.
I don't want him to be unrepentant, escape from prison, and continue to do evil!
Now I have been ordered by God to imprison him again! Kill your descendants, peel off their skins, expose their bodies and hang them by the river, hoping that the gods and witches will warn you and cause trouble again, this is the end!"
"What are you writing there...",
At this moment, Fat Wei came over, looked at the words Chen Zhi wrote on the white paper, and asked: "What do these words mean? Why do they look so fascist?"
"This should be a punishment spell...",
Chen Zhi replied,
"The characteristic of divine inscriptions is that there are no adjectives or any false exaggeration. Even if it is a mantra, the meaning will be clearly written on it. It seems that during the Tang Dynasty, so much manpower was spent on building this giant Buddha, it is indeed
Things happen for a reason.
And in the small prison-like areas on the cliffs around the Buddha, some things were indeed imprisoned, but those imprisoned were not humans or living creatures, but skinned corpses!"
"You mean..."
After hearing this, Fat Wei began to think about the words carefully.
"You mean that the giant Buddha was built here to scare away evil spirits?
Haha, it seems I was right, those emperors are not so kind-hearted!
'The cruel god, enchants all living beings with his magic pen...' Judging from this sentence, this so-called cruel god should be a demigod, right? His main tool for committing crimes is a magic pen, so isn't this tnd what we want?
Is that the magic pen Ma Liang you are looking for?
There was a quarrel for a long time. At that time, our magic pen, little brother Ma Liang, did not use this magic pen to give the farmer uncle a flower cart, but instead did something immoral. It really ruined his childhood~~~"
"There is still a big gap between fairy tales and reality, but there are connections..."
Chen Zhi looked at Fat Wei with a smile,
"Have you ever imagined that if you have a magic pen, anything you draw with this magic pen will become real, a dragon will become a dragon, a phoenix will become a phoenix, anything you draw will be given life, even if it is a golden mountain
, will come true, then are you still willing to paint windmills..."
"Oh, damn! This proposition is a bit too big. To be honest, I don't even dare to think about it..."
After Fat Wei finished speaking, he raised his eyes and looked up. He thought about it for a long time and said with some ecstasy:
"Then I'm going to draw a bullshit windmill~~, first I have to draw a wagon full of gold.
No~~no~~~no~~, gold is too vulgar, I want to draw two beauties. No! There are beauties in a room, must have long gourd-shaped hair, and a figure even hotter than Mina~~~~
~
I also want to draw a cow cloud to help me make money, and... eh?"
Fat Wei suddenly woke up:
"Why should I draw money-rich beauties? I might as well draw an army of my own, fight for me, conquer the world, and let me have a taste of what it's like to be an emperor! Then nothing will be mine..."
"Yes, you understand now!"
Chen Zhi looked at Fat Wei with a smile:
"Human desires are endless and have no boundaries to satisfy. They can bring life to the things they draw. Whatever they draw will be what they are. What is this concept?
It can be said that whoever has this kind of power can basically be said to be the creator. If he is already God, how can he talk about desire? How could such a powerful demigod exist in this world? If it really existed, he would be afraid of it.
what?"
"That's right..." Fat Wei nodded silently in agreement, and then heard Chen Zhi continue,
"So, if I guess correctly, this demigod is extremely powerful, so powerful that it can rival a god. That's why he was frightened by the mountain stone Buddha here.
Just like the nine-tailed fox in the past, the tomb of the God of Wanqing buries the corpse! Don’t forget, such a large-scale prison is the treatment that only gods can have~~~"
"If there really is such an awesome demigod, how come there isn't even a trace of legend left behind? We can't even touch a shadow~~",
Fat Wei asked incomprehensively, "Besides, if he is so powerful, why is he locked up here? Just draw a door on the wall and run out~~"
"So..." Chen Zhi nodded and said,
"This kind of power must have limitations. In other words, that magic pen can't draw everything, and this demigod is not invincible!",
After Chen Zhi finished speaking, he looked at the mottled divine inscriptions on the iron railings, "At least, he has not defeated this person who can imprison him..."