Creation of Animals in the Extermination of Corpses and Ghosts in Xiangxi

The old man's expression was shocked, and he lowered his eyebrows and said: "This Buddha is my ancestral property, and I will not lend it to you. I am afraid that you have found the wrong person."

"Really?" Bai Han said with a chuckle, "Tibetan secrets are not offered to Han Buddha, even the past, present, and future three Buddhas are not decorated the same way as Han Buddha. It’s not Tibetan Buddhism, but Han Buddhism in the Central Plains?”

"My teaching is extensive and profound, and the offerings to Buddhas are countless. How can you recognize them all? I don't welcome Han people here, please go back."

Bai Han smiled slightly: "What if I must take it away?"

The old man was trembling with anger, and said: "You, you are robbers, get out of here, or I will call someone."

Bai Han ignored the old man, and said to himself: "When I was young, I met a Tibetan in the Central Plains. He had something in his pocket. He sold me three buckets and three liters of pearls, three buckets and three liters of gold, and three buckets and three liters of silver. But he refused to show me what was in his pocket. I was so angry at that time that I wanted to grab it, but I was no match for this person, and that person wanted to put me to death. Fortunately, a master in my clan came to help , saved my life, and snatched something from that Tibetan's pocket. Do you know what it is?"

The old man's expression changed, and he said coldly: "Your story has nothing to do with me, please leave, I don't welcome you here."

But the corner of the Tibetan old man's mouth trembled a little. Naturally, such a detail change couldn't be hidden from an old fox like Bai Han: "The thing in the Tibetan's pocket is half a book, a half book written in Tibetan." It's a pity that people from the Central Plains don't know what this book is, and think that the Tibetan is a charlatan, but since he is a charlatan, how can he be willing to charge such an outrageous price? That friend of mine used some tricks , I have come to the origin of this book, this book is an extremely mysterious treasure in your Tibetan tradition, called Hei Dian, old man, have you heard of this book?"

When Bai Han said the word "Hei Dian", the old man obviously couldn't hold it anymore, his expression changed drastically, but he still said firmly: "I haven't heard of it."

"Old man, we came all the way from the Central Plains to tell you a story. If you don't believe me, roll up your sleeves."

The Tibetan hurriedly lifted up his sleeves, only to see a faintly visible black thread flowing between his meridians, the Tibetan immediately shouted in panic, "What's going on, what's going on here."

"Don't move, old man. Life and death are in my hands when the knife enters the body. Whether you want to live or die is in my mind."

"I have no grievances with you, why do you want to kill me!"

"Bai has always killed people without asking right or wrong, just based on preferences. Of course, you should know why we came here, old man."

The Tibetan sat down on the chair and said, "I know that debt collectors will always come... 30 years is not too much, and you are really punctual." The Tibetan glanced at Wei Qiu who had been silent all this time. Xi said: "If my guess is correct, you should be a disciple of the Wei family, right? Are you here to get your things back?"

Wei Qiuxi nodded and said: "Old man, as long as you are willing to tell me the whereabouts of that person, I will definitely let Bai Han relieve you of the evil knife."

"You can't find him, he's already dead."

"Dead?" Wei Qiuxi quacked, "How did he die? How did he die?"

"He was obsessed with the black code, and wanted to rely on half of the black code to cultivate the art of immortality. It's not that easy. He died of a madness more than ten years ago."

Bai Han nodded and said: "In that case, let's take our leave. We have traveled thousands of miles and we can't return empty-handed. We took this Buddha statue away, so it can be regarded as an explanation for us, Zhu Youmen."

The Tibetan hurriedly said: "This Buddha statue is a thing passed down from my family and I must not let you take it away."

Bai Han said calmly: "If things are gone, at least there is still life. If even life is gone, what's the use of keeping things?"

The Tibetan stared at Bai Han steadfastly, and said, "Don't bully people too much!"

Bai Han didn't shy away from Tibetan eyes, and said coldly: "Then tell us honestly, where is your master, and the whereabouts of Wei Tianjun."

The Tibetan looked at Bai Han and sighed, "Thirty years ago, we only met once. I never thought you would recognize me with your hand."

Bai Han snorted and said, "Bai has always had a good memory, but her patience has always been poor, so don't test my patience!"

The Tibetan said: "Back then, my master and I had no choice but to enter the Central Plains because we were not compatible with Tibetan Buddhism. Back then, my master accidentally got the secret treasure of the Black Sect at the bottom of the Potala Palace. There is no way to comprehend the art of longevity by relying on half of the black code, but it becomes a burden. We thought that we could sell this half of the black code to a rich man in the Central Plains in exchange for the glory of the rest of our lives. Wealthy, but I didn't expect to meet you as soon as we entered the Central Plains."

Bai Han said: "You obviously covet the power of the Wei family, and you have no one to match, so you deliberately exposed it to me. The purpose is to rely on me to lure Wei Tianjun."

The Tibetan said: "I don't know what the master thinks, but since the master borrowed the palm thunder from the Wei family, I have never seen him again, and I followed Wei Tianjun back here, because he doesn't understand Tibetan, So it is up to me to translate the Black Code for him, and by the way, let me find out the whereabouts of the second half of the Black Code for him."

"And then, where is Wei Tianjun now?"

The Tibetan pointed to the Buddha statue and said, "You guessed right, that Buddha statue is indeed Wei Tianjun. It's just that he has passed the death test, whether he is alive or dead, I don't know."

Bai Han was stunned and said, "What do you mean?"

The Tibetan said: "When we came here, we searched hard for the whereabouts of the second half of the black code. Wei Tianjun entered the Potala Palace many times, but there was no whereabouts. He dragged on for 20 years relying on the half of the black code. I couldn’t drag it any longer, so he referred to the death test method in this black book, and asked me to pour Tibetan silver mixed with copper juice to pour my whole body, turning myself into a Buddha statue, and sat the death test. He said that he would take at least three years , at most five years, he will be able to realize the secret of immortality in the black code, but now a full ten years have passed, and he is still sitting in prison."

"Pouring your whole body with copper juice, wouldn't you be yourself?" Wei Qiuxi said, "Why would he do that?"

"Putting him to death and rebirth, don't you Han people often say that? I have to admit that Wei Tianjun is indeed a heavenly genius. He was already terminally ill back then, but my master still failed halfway. If he hadn't been ill, he probably And you won’t lend us the Lei from your Wei family obediently.”

Bai Han frowned and said, "Then where is your master?"

"I said I don't know, since he borrowed Lei from your Wei family, there has been no news about him."

Bai Han said coldly: "I remember that you only borrowed mine for 30 years, now that the 30-year period has expired, should you pay it back?"

The Tibetan smiled and said, "Borrowing thunder for 30 years is just an excuse we gave you back then. You don't really naively think that my master will return it to you, do you?"

"You should return the things you receive. You are considered Buddhists. You should understand that if you are a monk, if you don't tell lies, you won't be afraid of dying and going to hell?"

The Tibetan said: "It is my master who borrowed the thunder. You should ask him to pay it back."

Bai Han said coldly: "Of course we are looking for him, and your life is just a little interest for us!"

The expression of the Tibetan changed greatly: "I have served Wei Tianjun with all my heart and soul in the past 30 years, translating the black scriptures for him, and I ask myself that I am not sorry for you in the slightest, why are you doing this to me?"

"If you want to survive, either let us find Wei Tianjun, or take us to meet your master."

The Tibetan sighed and said, "I really can't find my master. I can only help you get rid of Wei Tianjun's death. Whether he lives or dies depends on his own destiny."

Bai Han said: "Then don't hurry up!"