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Chapter 118: Greed, Anger and Ignorance! (Please subscribe!)
The activities of the Hungry Ghost Festival are obviously not limited to the setting of lotus and river lanterns.

Purdue Dharma Assembly, put flames out, and pray for a good harvest
Holding an umbrella, Yan Jing wandered around the town, witnessing frequent strange events.

At the Dharma meeting, people first worshiped the evil ghosts, and then worshiped the Sandu Buddha. The ghosts of the families who should have been worshiped by incense were put at the end; the monks gave food to the evil ghosts according to the ritual of putting out flames, and the latter were ambushed aside as soon as they appeared. In the ritual of praying for a good harvest, the buffalo with wheat ears, corn, and chili bunches all over its body suddenly exploded and trampled pedestrians.

It was originally a festival to pay homage to ancestors and pray for well-being, but now people and ghosts are out of order and evil spirits are rampant!

So Yan Luo, the dragon and the tiger, appeared one after another to set things right.

In the pagoda last night, Yan Jing discussed with Yu Zhen how to establish the image of Dragon and Tiger Yama.

The latter is worthy of being an expert in this field. The points mentioned in the speech can be applied in many situations, and even the psychology of ordinary people in this era can be figured out. Yan Jing has gained a lot from practice.

While taking advantage of the chaos everywhere to promote Yan Luo, the dragon and tiger, Yan Jing is also searching for the most important show girls, Chi Tong and He Jianbing.

Although the plan discussed with Zhao Ganwu and others last night was to avoid the edge and just evacuate safely, but with Yan Jing's character and his speculation about the torch, if he can meet the guy who is alone, he will never miss the opportunity.

However, after wandering around half of the town, Yan Jing still couldn't find them, and he knew in his heart that they must be hidden somewhere, just waiting for the eruption after Youshi.

It was three o'clock in the afternoon when we returned to Chengjing Lake again, and there was only one hour left before You.

Yan Jing, who made up her mind to maintain a sense of mystery, did not go to the restaurant rashly, sat in the Huxin Pavilion, flipped through Buddhist scriptures, and waited for Yu Zhen to finish her work.

Twisting the pages of the book with her fingers, Yan Jing's gaze stayed on a certain passage in it, thoughtful.

Suddenly there was a cold wind blowing into the pavilion, and the rain splashed on the paper, staining large wet spots.

Yan Jing closed the Buddhist scriptures, got up and walked to the edge of the pavilion, looking up.

The clouds were getting thicker and thicker, the sky was dim, and only the pale light flickering when the thunder and lightning surged could be seen.

hiss~
A stabbing pain came from the back of her head, and Yan Jing lowered her head subconsciously, only to feel that the surrounding scene seemed to be covered with an illusory curtain of light and shadow for a while, and everything was gradually distorted.

"Lord Daoist Raja!"

"Uh, what's wrong?"

Yu Zhen's voice changed from blurred to clear, Yan Jing woke up suddenly and turned to look over.

"There seems to be something wrong with your mental state. I've been standing next to you for almost 2 minutes and you haven't noticed?"

After untying the string of the hat, Yu Zhen looked at Yan Jing worriedly.

"It should be because of the wisdom erosion. I can feel that the environment in Jingjiang Town is becoming more and more chaotic. Let alone this, how is the situation on your side? Has the sealing formation been completed?"

Taking out a bottle of refreshing potion from the space and drinking it, Yan Jing asked instead.

"It succeeded, but I don't know what the final effect will be. Although Wu Qi provided a lot of manpower and material resources, according to my observation, these people's beliefs are seldom pure, and most of them are selfish. I'm not sure what will happen next." How much will they can accumulate in a short period of time."

Like Yan Jing, Yu Zhen also noticed the problems of Wu Qi and others,

"I wanted Wu Qi to call the townspeople who believed in the other two evil spirits to change their minds, but the effect was worse than expected. They have never witnessed the death of their own beliefs, and the image of evil spirits still maintains an authoritative image for them. Very strong bondage."

"Speaking of which, when I was wandering around Jingjiang Town, I didn't see fanatic followers of Xiunv and Chitong."

"Wander around?"

"I wasn't idle when you were setting up the sealing formation. I walked around. People like Wu Qi alone couldn't meet the requirements."

While speaking, his eyes turned to the surface of Chengjing Lake outside the pavilion. Yan Jing was stunned for half a second, his face changed suddenly, his hands on the fence suddenly tightened, and several cracks appeared on the stone railing.

"Oops, their actions seem to have started ahead of schedule!"

I saw that a large area of ​​black spots appeared on the wide surface of Chengjing Lake in just a few seconds.

Their source is the black rain falling from the sky.

It's just that this time it didn't only appear in a small area like the day it first arrived, and it was filled with black rain as far as the eye could see.

"Go! Go back to the pagoda!"

Yan Jing turned around without hesitation and went straight to the corridor outside the Huxin Pavilion, Yu Zhen also did not dare to neglect, and followed closely behind.

The Buddhist scriptures on the stone table were lost.

After the wind and rain blew, the pages kept turning, and finally stopped at the two pages that Yan Jing had been reading before.

On the left is a drawing, which is somewhat similar to the relief drawn by the seal array under the pagoda, while the text description on the right is not complicated. There is only one content mentioned throughout:
From the very beginning, all Buddhas are always in the three poisons,
It grows in Baifa and becomes in the World Honored One.

The three poisons: greed, hatred and ignorance.

crackling~
Thunder strikes!

As the evening approached, the flow of people on the street gradually decreased.

The townspeople either go home to prepare for the ancestor worship in the evening, or gather in some special places in the town.

For example, the former Earth Temple in the town is now the Earth Immortal Temple.

Before the time of You, a meeting to welcome the gods is being held here, and it will last until night.

On the table in front of the main hall of the temple, two bronze statues of earth immortals are placed in the middle, surrounded by various melons, fruits, and livestock tributes.

At least two to three hundred people gathered in the square directly facing the table.

There should have been more, but this time, Wu Qi and those who believed in He Bo did not appear.

The crowd formed a circle, leaving an open space of about 72 square meters in the center, and placed 9 porcelain bowls filled with soybean oil in [-] rows. They were placed at a distance of about one meter from the front, back, left, and right, and then lit.

This is the preparation for jumping sky lanterns.

Several groups of people came out from the crowd. They were all wearing ghost masks, painted with bright colors and weird patterns, holding wooden fish, snare drums, gongs and cymbals and other instruments of various sizes, followed by the last A few people held high yellow and black prayer flags.

At the beginning, one person takes the lead in beating the wooden fish, and jumps back and forth in each row of lights in a rhythmic and regular manner.

When the corner turns, everyone has to do some jumping and turning movements, and blow the musical instruments and props they hold in their hands.

Such a scene is undoubtedly lively, even though the rain is still expanding, the crowd still erupted with great enthusiasm, they followed the team of jumping sky lanterns and waved their hands, shouting the gods of beautiful girls and idiotic children From time to time, he bowed down to the statue on the table.

until it rains
The black raindrops fell into the porcelain bowl and mixed with the soybean oil, the bright yellow flame suddenly became grayish green.

The colorful costumes of the parade of sky lanterns were also stained with large stains, and the ghost masks on their faces became more ferocious at the moment, and the joyful crowd gradually fell silent. Their bodies and cheeks were covered with black rain, and suddenly someone exclaimed loudly,
"Look, how come there are so many ghosts, they are all ghosts!"

I do not know when, the square in front of the main hall has been filled with fuzzy ghosts, they are gathered in the incense sticks everywhere, which should be invisible to ordinary people, but the black rain pours down, but these ghosts should be in another place. The ghosts of the space are also photographed.

The crowd was in a commotion for a while, but on the other hand, the ghost side seemed to be so frightened that both sides retreated.

At the same time, the porcelain bowl seemed to be filled with too much rainwater, and the black liquid began to overflow from the edge of the bowl, and then joined each other, turning into large black spots, spreading to the feet of the surrounding people and ghosts.

The gongs and drums sounded.

People holding musical instruments in the procession looked at the objects in their hands and looked around in a daze. They obviously didn't hit the objects in their hands. Where did the sound come from?

The sound of the music was high and loud at first, but as time went on, it gradually became low and sharp.

Eventually it turned into a restless whisper.

The already gloomy sky was completely plunged into darkness at this moment.

It didn't take long before there were wailing and painful cries from the crowd, and the situation of many ghosts on the side seemed to be similar, except that they couldn't make a sound, and could only twist their bodies crazily, trying to get rid of the black viscous liquid entwined .

Goo ~ slightly ~
A muffled thunder-like sound resounded from the heights of the Dixian Temple.

Two huge black shadows lived separately on the left and right, and the eaves and beams of the house were cracked because they could not bear their weight.

"God, God is here!"

The chaotic crowd unexpectedly calmed down.

The townspeople quickly fell to their knees, praying to the two gods to rescue them from the crisis, and the black viscous liquid gushing out of the black rain that attacked everyone did temporarily stop moving.

At the same time, a figure walked out slowly from the center of the roof of the Dixian Temple.

"Heh, the people in this town are really interesting. The name Shangshen sounds pleasant to my ears."

With his right foot stepping on the carved cloud at the top of the ridge, his face was full of pustules, and He Jianbing, who could barely see the human form, was grinning like a toad, his eyes swept over the gold and silver vessels on the table, and there was a strange light in his eyes , paused, turned to look behind,

"The people and ghosts here are almost enough for a meal, right?"

As the voice fell, dozens of scarlet rays of light lit up in the shadow on He Jianbing's left side, and the girl's charming laughter gradually sounded, while on his right side, dozens of dark tentacles rushed out impatiently and went straight to the square believers and struggling ghosts.

Something more terrifying than the black rain descends here.
There was a spine-chilling howl and swallowing sounds one after another.

About ten seconds later, a ghost grabbed the gate of the Dixian Temple, and there was only a rough outline of the head with its mouth wide open.

In the next second, several sallow palms protruded from behind it.

It bit its body like a hunting dog and beast, and dragged it back to the Earth Immortal Temple.

Bang! ! !
closed door
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