Kowloon pull coffin

Chapter 15
Buddha is beautiful, so I think her eyes must also be beautiful, black and white, clear and bright.

However, when I saw her eyes, I was so horrified that I couldn't utter a word, and I only felt distressed.

Human eyes should be black and white, but Buddha's eyes are like broken crystals, covered with countless cracks...

I don't know how many times I have to suffer and how many tears I have to shed to become like this.

When her eyes swept across my body, I felt a feeling of being seen through my whole body, sensing my emotions, Buddha said faintly: "Did I scare you?"

"No."

"If there is a choice, I would rather not have this pair of wisdom eyes, even if I was a little blind since I was a child, I would be willing. Unfortunately, not everyone has a choice."

After saying this, Buddha walked lightly to the bow of the boat with lotus steps, knelt down on one knee, and began to stare intently at the river below the boat.

The river itself was as black as ink, and there was a thick layer of corpse oil on it. I couldn't see any abnormalities, but I saw her expression as if she really saw the water.

Buddha looked very engrossed, his body was as motionless as a sculpture.

I don't know how long it took, but I saw her eyes start to shed tears. At first, it was just a drop or two, and after a while, the tears formed into threads.

Her body began to tremble, her brows furrowed, and a pained expression appeared on her face.But she still gritted her teeth and persisted, keeping her eyes on the water.

After a long time, Buddha's tears seemed to have dried up. At this time, two lines of blood began to flow from the corners of her eyes, and it was particularly shocking to fall on her pale cheeks.

"No, Xie Lan quickly cover her eyes!" Bai Laogui hurriedly reminded me after seeing Buddha bleeding.

I picked up the ribbon she had untied and was about to wrap her eyes.

At this moment, the rotten boat suddenly began to tremble violently. Just as I put my hand around her forehead, she suddenly limp and fell into my arms.

The white old ghost stood up suddenly, picked up the oars and started paddling vigorously back and forth.

"Uncle Bai, what's going on?"

"It's over, and the thing I was most worried about happened. It's my fault. I thought she would retreat after seeing the bones in the black hole like a mountain of bones and dead souls like a sea. Who knows that she is so courageous and wants to See through the black hole."

The black hole under the water of Jiulong Grotto was formed by the evolution of the unblocked river eye. Even the world of Tianshi Mansion did not come up after walking down. It can be seen that there is a kind of taboo in the black hole.

As the water became more and more turbulent, an undercurrent surged under the thick corpse oil.The old ghost Bai's face was extremely pale, and he desperately waved the oars.And behind us, the water level is getting lower and lower, and a mysterious vortex is gradually forming.

The water flow became more and more violent, and the vortex became deeper and wider, and its diameter became larger and larger.

The rotten ship was originally moving slowly because of the oil from the corpses. According to the current speed of the vortex, I am afraid that we will be sucked in by the vortex in a short time. At that time, the Queen of the Yellow River will not be able to save us.

At this time, the old ghost Bai couldn't care less about disturbing the souls of the dead, so he gritted his teeth and started the motor.

The machine started, and the speed of the rotten boat accelerated, barely leaving the waters of the Jiulong Cave before the radius of the vortex reached us.

I turned around and looked back, and saw countless bones of humans and beasts, the wreckage of ships, and the rocks and vegetation of the original branch of Funiu Mountain. These things that were originally immersed in the bottom of the river were stirred up and pulled into the whirlpool .

As the water flowed continuously, I seemed to see something slowly floating up in the depths of the vortex.

It's just that the gathering is too far away, and the vortex is pitch black again, and I can't see clearly at all.

The old ghost Bai was also staring at the depths of the vortex, with a seriousness on his face that I had never seen before.

Although he doesn't have Buddha's eyes, he can still see underwater corpses, and his eyesight must be much better than mine.

"Uncle Bai, is there something in the whirlpool?" I asked.

"Yes, but it shouldn't appear now. It must have been alarmed by Buddha's wisdom eyes, so it appeared earlier."

"What is it?"

"Do you still remember what I told you about the nine evil dragons? Taoist priests set up formations with the eyes of the Yellow River and cast nine golden dragon heads to appease their grievances. But because of my great-grandfather, only eight evil dragons were suppressed. The remaining evil dragon didn't dissipate its grievances and died, and the thing that wanted to float out of this vortex was its headless dragon corpse."

I naturally remember this story, but I have long been confused.

The old white ghost first talked about the nine evil dragons venting their anger and flooding the banks of the Yellow River. Later, he said that the flood was caused by the king of the Yellow River. Now I don't know what the truth is.But judging from his current tone, these nine evil dragons definitely exist, otherwise there would be no headless dragon corpses.

"Uncle Bai, did Buddha's eyes hurt because he saw the dragon corpse?" I asked.

"No. Although the dragon corpse is terrifying, it is far from being an existence hidden by heavenly secrets. Those nine evil dragons could be counted dead by Taoist priests and beheaded before they were alive. How much trouble can they cause after death?"

"What? You said that the evil dragon of Jiulong was killed by a Taoist priest?" I was taken aback.

"Of course it's not due to the Taoist alone. The Eight Great Kings of the Yellow River also contributed a lot, and they all died in battle. The so-called Funiu Mountain God's splitting of the remaining veins to suppress it is just a means used by the Taoist priests to cover up their eyes and ears. In fact, there is no What's the matter with Funiu Mountain God, that half of Funiu Mountain was moved by Taoist priests."

I was so shocked that I couldn't be more shocked, and I secretly thought that this Taoist priest is too perverted, right?
Not only did nine evil dragons die, but even the eight kings of the Yellow River were used as cannon fodder by him.

And the technique of moving mountains is a Taoist supernatural power, which can be called a miracle, otherwise he would not push this matter to the mountain god of Funiu Mountain.

"Since Taoist priests are not afraid of evil dragons, why would they set up battle formations to quell their grievances, even sacrificing themselves to block the eye of the river?"

"What Taoists are taboo about is never the resentment after the death of the evil dragon, but the things behind the evil dragon. It's a pity that what should come will come after all. Even though Taoists can calculate ghosts and gods, they can't calculate the reincarnation of heaven."

"So, what the Buddha's eyes see is the thing behind the evil dragon?"

"Yes. That's why I told her in advance not to tell anyone no matter what she saw. I hope she can keep her promise, otherwise it will be really troublesome..."

When I was chatting with Bai Laogui, I kept paying attention to the movement in the depths of the vortex.

The movement made by the dragon corpse was extremely spectacular, gushes of black air gushed out from the mouth of its severed head, and the black air soared into the sky.

Maybe it's because the timing hasn't come yet, it still hasn't come up from the depths of the vortex after all.

With an unwilling cry, the dragon corpse began to sink, and the centrifugal force of the vortex became weaker and weaker. The river water spit out from the depths of the vortex again, and finally the water surface returned to calm.

The last mournful cry of the dragon corpse resounded on both sides of the Yellow River, and the Wang family who were waiting in the outer waters could naturally hear it. Seeing us come back, Wang Hansheng immediately asked us what happened.

And when he saw Du Foye passed out in my arms with blood and tears all over his face, his face turned completely pale.

The Wang family only has the eyes of the Buddha. If something happens to her, the loss to the Wang family will be as serious as a water-dividing sword, or even worse.

I am also very worried about the Buddha. Her eyes were bought with blood and tears. If it is ruined, I may be full of guilt for the rest of my life.

Because the old fox Bai Laogui knew that Buddha's trip was doomed to return in vain, and it was impossible to retrieve the Water Dividing Sword.The reason why I took her here for a while was to plot against a drop of tears from the Wang family, but it was also plotting against me...

Seven days later, Buddha came to visit again in a soft sedan chair.Fortunately, although her eyes were severely injured, she still saved her wisdom eyes.

She came here this time to deliver the tears of the sharks. I felt ashamed and wanted to decline, but after being glared at by Old Ghost Bai, I accepted it embarrassingly.

After this incident, the Wang family really gave up on the water-dividing sword. In modern society, science and technology are advanced, and if you want to go into the water to find treasure, you don't have to use the water-dividing sword.

When we were parting, Buddha specifically asked me to give her a ride. Of course, I couldn't refuse this request.

I sent her down the embankment and saw that the Wang family had prepared a caravan to take her back.

Buddha stepped out of the sedan chair and motioned for the four old women to go first, then she looked at me with eyes covered with black ribbons and asked, "Do you want to know what I saw?"

"I don't want to know." I told her.

Although I was extremely curious, I was also afraid that she would be punished by heaven for uncovering the secret, just like Chen Qiu.

"Xie Lan, I remember you. If one day you want to know what I saw, come to Nanjing Wuyi Lane to find me."

(End of this chapter)