I'm not immortal

Chapter 550: Sutra Bowl

In that niche, Maitreya Buddha is enshrined.

It's just that the Maitreya statue in front of him is always smiling, but the Maitreya statue has a very strange smile.

Jiang Qi stared at the Maitreya statue for a long time.

Then he saw blood and tears flowing out of the statue of Maitreya.

Several people's expressions changed at the same time when they saw the blood and tears.

"retreat!"

Dingshan frowned and shouted loudly.

When he spoke, Jiang Qi and others were already evacuating.

In just a short period of time, green smoke was seen coming from the Maitreya statue.

Smoke filled the air and quickly enveloped the entire room.

Then I heard bursts of strange and shrill sounds echoing in the room.

Jiang Qi was aroused by the voice and fell into a trance.

Confused, Jiang Qi seemed to see a huge Maitreya statue appearing in front of him.

Strands of sweet scent continued to penetrate into the nostrils, and a floating feeling came over the whole body.

Suddenly, this floating feeling quickly dissipated.

Jiang Qi shuddered fiercely and then woke up completely.

Thinking of all the previous events, his face turned ugly.

Next to them, Lin Guoer, Lao Qian and others woke up, but their previous memories had not faded away with the feeling. Thinking about it now, everyone's face was as sinking as water.

If someone had suddenly attacked them before, the consequences would have been disastrous.

"What was that thing before?"

Jiang Qi frowned and whispered.

Dingshan's response came to his ears.

"That thing is the ghost Maitreya statue!"

"Statue of Ghost Maitreya? I only know about Maitreya, but I don't know what Ghost Maitreya is."

Lin Guoer shook his head and asked.

She was considered to have a family background, and even she had never heard of it. Lin Guoer was somewhat skeptical of Dingshan's words.

"You don't know that's a given!"

Dingshan didn't think it was a pestle.

"The so-called ghost Maitreya is nothing more than a group of fallen demon monks manipulating some demons and ghosts."

"A normal Maitreya image is sitting and lying sideways, with a big belly and a wide smile."

"There is a picture of Buddha in Buddhism. It is a picture of six naughty boys playing Maitreya. The six boys represent the nose, ears, eyes, tongue and body respectively. They are also called the six thieves because these six thieves control the human senses respectively, and they control joy, anger, sorrow and joy. They all come from these six thieves."

Dingshan talked eloquently, and the people who were listening were fascinated. Suddenly, Dingshan changed the topic and his tone.

"The ghost Maitreya statue itself is a normal Maitreya statue, and it is supported by believers. It has some magical things, and it needs to be soaked and watered with blood. This is to infuse the three slow poisons of greed, anger and ignorance to induce the Buddha to become a demon."

"This is just a way for a group of monster monks to comfort themselves!"

Dingshan said.

"And the reason why you and I were attacked before was because of the poison of the incense in the Maitreya statue."

"This poison is very harmful, and it attacks quickly, so you and I didn't even react before."

Dingshan said this, but his inner expression did not change at all.

It can be seen that I already have a way to deal with it.

"It's just that I'm curious, why did that person take the initiative to keep his hand?"

Dingshan had already prepared a response, but who would have thought that the poison of the incense would dissipate on its own initiative.

It's really unexpected.

Of course, Jiang Qi himself couldn't figure this out.

Just then, the landline rang in the living room.

Several people looked at each other, and Jiang Qi stepped forward and answered the phone.

"Boss Lin, are you you?"

A clear voice came from the phone, it was Mao Yuan.

Jiang Qi winked at Lin Guoer. Lin Guoer understood instantly and immediately answered: "Mao Yuan, where are you now?"

"Sure enough, you still found my home, maybe it was Lao Qian who told you!"

Mao Yuan sighed with relief, seemingly not surprised that Lin Guoer would appear on the other end of the phone.Lao Qian shrank back with guilt, being talked about by an old monster of unknown age was not a good sign.

"Mao Yuan, where are you now?"

Lin Guoer repeated the previous question again, with a slightly serious tone.

"You brought those people to Yan Song, right? Now they've destroyed my store, should you give me an explanation?"

The conversation on the phone fell into silence, and the sound came again after a moment.

"I'm sorry about this matter. I didn't expect those people to come to your door so quickly."

"But it's not my fault! I'm a victim too."

Mao Yuan was smiling bitterly.

"You don't have to look hard to find me, you can't find me."

"And I'm leaving soon."

After speaking, the other party quickly hung up the phone.

Jiang Qi was still talking on the phone in his hand, and Jiang Shouzhen's voice came from inside.

"There's enough time, the technical department will be in position soon!"

"Ok!"

Looking up, Jiang Qi couldn't help but smile.

"As expected, he is an old-timer who doesn't even fully understand modern technology."

"Doesn't he even watch TV? The call lasted for more than 1 minute, which is enough to locate his location."

"For the Mystery Bureau, now only 30 seconds is enough!"

Jiang Qi didn't know what to say.

Dingshan sighed with the same meaning.

Living in modern times, practitioners really need to understand technology.

Mao Yuan's layout is not careless, it would have definitely worked in the past.

But now, who would have thought that he would die because he talked too much?

Just because he said a few words, he was easily found.

"I found it and sent you the location."

Jiang Qi perked up and quickly opened the map software and navigated there.

"Start navigation, 1.3 kilometers away from the destination..."

……

After hanging up the phone, Mao Yuan walked out of the phone booth.

I glanced at the moon above my head, and for a moment I didn't know where to go.

I originally thought I could live quietly in Lin Guoer's shop for a while, but who would have thought that I would be approached so soon.

Mao Yuan tightened his backpack and looked gloomy. He didn't know how those people could find him accurately every time.

If the reason is not found, I am afraid it will be found soon.

But now he can only hide first, and go a little further this time to take a look.

Mao Yuan made up his mind and was about to leave, but saw a figure suddenly appear at the intersection.

"Mao Yuan, where do you want to go?"

The familiar hoarse voice shocked Mao Yuan's whole body.

"Wu Jianghe!"

Mao Yuan's heart sank to the bottom.

Following Mao Yuan's words, the figure kept getting closer, revealing its true appearance.

It was a thin old man who looked sinister and sinister, and his gray hair was combed meticulously.

"Why are you running around here? Why don't you just follow me back?"

Wu Jianghe shouted loudly and reached out to grab Mao Yuan.

Mao Yuan immediately took two steps back, and at the same time there was something in his hand.

It was a copper bowl filled with scriptures written in small regular script.

Mao Yuan flicked the alms bowl with his fingers, and a clear sound resounded. Wu Jianghe's pupils shrank slightly, and he was about to move back. There was a sudden pain on his palm, but he saw that his hand was torn open, and blood fell out. .

Wu Jianghe looked ugly and was about to have a seizure when he heard a slight sound.

"I found it, it's here."

(End of this chapter)