Acting as a god and Buddha: starting from Guanzi

Chapter 59 Hear the voice and help the distressed
Some of the old thatched huts are extremely simple.

A woman in coarse linen clothes was kneeling in front of the bed, praying in a low voice, and lying on the bed was a small figure with a frighteningly black complexion.

This is a pair of mother and son. That day when Meng Yuan went to the south of the city to look for traces of Manzhu, he met a woman holding a child and begging for help.

The woman went out to do farm work during the day, and when she returned home, she found her son lying on the ground with a black complexion, and the window that was closed before leaving was opened for some reason.

When she picked up the child and found that she was just asleep, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and when she put it on the bed and was about to leave, suddenly, a gust of cool wind blew into the room.

"Ah, uh, uh——" The child on the bed suddenly showed a ferocious face, and started yelling, moving his hands and feet indiscriminately.

"Yao'er, what's wrong with you?" The woman hurriedly stepped forward to hold him down, but at this moment the little boy couldn't listen to his mother's words at all, and was still mad.

"whee."

A sharp chuckle suddenly sounded in the dimly lit room.

"Who?" The woman looked around nervously, but she didn't see anyone in the small room.

Then she looked out the window again, but there was still nothing, but a kind of uneasiness gradually lingered in her heart.

"Uh uh, hoo."

"Son, what's the matter with you, don't scare mother!" The woman held down the child's hands and feet, but he still let out all kinds of inhuman roars.

His strength is getting stronger and stronger, not like a three or four year old child at all.

This made the woman realize that she was afraid that her child might bump into something dirty again, and suddenly remembered that the holy monk she met yesterday gave her a scripture, and asked someone else to copy a copy and read it to her.

It's just that I couldn't remember clearly at this time, so I had to stumble and say: "Guan, Guan Zizai Bodhisattva, the practice of paramita, great mercy and great compassion, Guanzi Bodhisattva, please save my child!"

The woman was holding the quilt tightly to prevent him from moving around, and she was muttering, but she didn't know that a venomous gaze on the beam had been staring at her mother and son for a long time, and finally, it seemed that it couldn't bear it anymore.

"Hah."

The woman suddenly touched her neck, feeling the smell of pungent saliva, and immediately looked up.

"what!"

There was a bloody monster lying on the beam of the house. It had three heads, squeezed into a ball, but its body was not big. Seeing that the woman found it, it jumped down with its mouth wide open.

"Damn beast!"

A loud shout sounded, and the dark room was powered on, and a red light flew from the window and hit the monster.

boom!
The monster screamed and was knocked aside. The three heads looked out the window one after another. They saw a white horse appearing in front of the window at some point, and a monk in white sitting above it.

However, the three-headed monsters roared excitedly when they saw Manzhu in front of them. They seemed to have a special liking for children.

The soles of Meng Yuan's feet glowed, and he appeared in the room immediately, the woman also recognized him, and couldn't help shouting: "Master, holy monk, help me!"

Meng Yuan nodded slightly, took off his monk's robe and put it on the child, and then looked at the monster in front of him. It was not a ghost or demon, but a wraith that sucked energy, without substance.

These three wraiths were also cunning, seeing that Meng Yuan was powerful, they didn't bother him, but squeezed out through the crack of the door, trying to escape.

It's just that a ferocious yaksha with two wings has long been blocked outside, and the surrounding area of ​​the thatched cottage has long been surrounded by yakshas. Seeing it come out, one by one rushed up like wolves and tigers.

The Yakshas held it down, and then like thin noodles, each of them took a sip, eating up the resentful spirit in an instant.

This thing is formed by the accumulation and condensation of resentment, and it can be regarded as a close relative with zombies, but the fusion of resentment and flesh body of zombies is much more powerful than it.

In the room, after covering Meng Yuan's monk's robe, the child's complexion gradually improved. Meng Yuan sent a gentle spiritual power into his body to dispel some remaining evil spirits, and he woke up not long after.

"mother."

"Yao'er, you are fine, you scared me to death!" The mother and son wept with joy.

Then the woman knelt down again and said: "Little lady Jiang, thank you Master for saving me again."

"Please get up, please, monks are merciful. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. It doesn't have to be like this." Meng Yuan helped her up, and it was also the luck of the mother and son, who happened to pass by here not far away.

In the Netherworld, he obtained the supernatural power of hearing voices to save suffering. Within a certain range, he could hear pious and kind people's cries for help when they were in danger, and immediately urged his horse to come.

Then he asked: "Mr. Yang, did you take your son to some dark place a few days ago?"

That monster is obviously haunting this child. After dispelling the evil energy from his body yesterday, for ordinary evil things, if they are wise, they will know that there are high-level people behind them who are difficult to mess with and should avoid them, while those without wisdom are quite Once you lose your mark, you usually don't bother.

Unless its old nest is nearby, and there is only one family on this mountainside, it is natural to come to look for her.

"Only the day before yesterday, I took Xiaobao to the back mountain to pick up mushrooms." Jiang replied.

"Master, could it be that that dirty thing followed us back from the back mountain?"

"Maybe, I'll see it myself."

Just do what you say, Meng Yuan asked Manzhu to wait for him at home with Mingma, and went to the back mountain alone.

This mountain rises and falls one after another, like a wandering dragon. There are many strange things in the mountains and forests at night, and there are always various sounds in the dark. If you are timid, you may be scared to death.

But there was nothing to fear for Meng Yuan. He followed what Jiang said and came to a pine forest, and suddenly felt a coldness surrounding the place.

"It really is here!"

Immediately he summoned Yaksha to search carefully, and found a pit in the grass. After digging out the soil, Meng Yuan saw three small corpses in the pit, but two of them only had their heads left.

Looking at it with discerning eyes, Meng Yuan could see the resentment of the three people, and some pictures could not help but emerge in his mind.

A group of practitioners wrapped in black, with more than a dozen children in the middle, followed by several stiff 'people' like walking corpses. When they came here to take a rest, three children tried to escape, but unfortunately faced the practitioners Both are in vain.

The blood was sucked away by the corpse demon, and a hole was dug to bury the corpses. Then two more bodies were gouged by wild beasts. No wonder there was such great resentment, and resentful spirits were formed in just a few days.

"Poor! You have suffered in the past. If you are reborn in a good place in the next life, you will receive all blessings, and you will be born among gods and humans, and there will be no Amitabha Buddha."

A round light appeared on Meng Yuan's body, sweeping away the demonic atmosphere, all the cold air in the forest dissipated immediately, and then dug out three solitary graves to bury him separately.

After reciting Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's original vows once, he got up and left.

"Those people must be disciples of the Corpse King Sect, they are just children."

Through the resentment of the three children, he saw with his discerning eyes that in the picture, the people of the Shi Wangzong seemed to be escorting a group of children, and they were indeed on the same road as him.

Luoxia Town, I need to go back quickly!

(End of this chapter)