My master is the coffin

Chapter 416 Goddess of Ksitigarbha

The three of us walked halfway.I opened my mouth and was about to talk to Wushuang.However, there was a sudden shaking under his feet.

Immediately afterwards, all the cars and people on the street disappeared.Those buildings began to thin, round, and grow branches and leaves.They have become towering trees.

I knew something was wrong, so I quickly shouted: "Wushuang, I'm hallucinating again."

However, there is Wushuang around.Immediately afterwards, there was a cold on the inside of my neck.A sword was on my neck.

The owner of the sword was standing right in front of me, looking at me proudly.This person is none other than Ksitigarbha.

Ksitigarbha said with a smile, "Junior Brother, you are distracted again."

I looked at him vigilantly, and then shook the mahogany sword in my hand.Then he asked suspiciously, "We... what are we doing?"

Ksitigarbha took his sword back and said: "We are competing with swords. What do you think we are doing? Are you desperate? Brother, what's the matter with you today? You are always so absent-minded. If you encounter evil spirits and heretics, it is probably already died."

I looked hesitantly at Ksitigarbha in Taoist robes, and suddenly understood: "At this time, Ksitigarbha and I are still brothers, and we haven't turned against each other yet."

I suddenly remembered my mission, and said with a mysterious face: "Brother, I know everything about you."

As expected, Ksitigarbha's expression changed greatly: "You know everything?"

As soon as I heard this, I knew there was a door.Then he said, "You're chasing down that big secret, aren't you?"

Ksitigarbha was originally nervous, but after hearing what I said, his expression quickly returned to normal, and he asked easily, "What are you talking about? What's the big secret?"

I thought to myself: "Could it be that Ksitigarbha hasn't found any clues yet? So, his surprise just now was for something else."

So I started to insinuate and asked, "Brother, have you been anywhere recently? Who have you met?"

Ksitigarbha frowned: "You know, I never go down the mountain easily. In the past few days, I have only gone to the back mountain to practice in seclusion. What's the matter? Why are you asking this?"

I waved my hands again and again: "Nothing, nothing."

Ksitigarbha looked at the sky and said, "It's getting late now, let's go back. At this time tomorrow, I will compete with you again."

Then, the two of us walked out of the woods one after the other.There are two cabins outside the woods.This is our Taoism.

I'm pretty sure now that we're in the middle of nowhere.There is no one else here except the two of us.

I searched in the house for a while and found some corn buns.These steamed buns are as hard as stones. After knocking them with a mahogany sword for a long time, I finally cracked their shells and exposed the contents inside.

The surface of the cornbread has been air-dried, but the inside is not much better.Although not as hard as the outside.However, it's also deadly.Eating this kind of Wotou is like eating flour directly.

I barely managed to eat two, drank a stomach full of water, and never wanted to look at them again.

I was lying on the wooden bed.Prick up your ears to listen to the voice of Ksitigarbha next to you.The sound of sitting in meditation.The sound of joint construction in the house.Lying the sound of luck...

Ksitigarbha has been tossing and tossing around midnight without sleeping.I couldn't help cursing in my heart: "What a cultivator."

When my upper and lower eyelids are fighting and it seems that I will not be able to open them.Ksitigarbha finally lay down.His breath gradually became gentle and long.Obviously, fell asleep.

I slowly sat up from the bed.Put on your shoes.Then, step by step, he walked out cautiously.I muttered in my heart: "Houshan, Houshan..."

I don't know where the back mountain Ksitigarbha refers to.but.There are only two trails here, which have been stepped on step by step for a long time.One leads into the woods.Another one, leading to an unknown direction.

I embarked on an unknown road.Walk over slowly.

I don't know how many turns to turn. .I saw a cave at the end of the road.The surroundings of this cave are very flat, without gravel and weeds.Apparently, there are people who come here a lot.

Apparently, this is the place where Ksitigarbha retreated and practiced.

I walked in and looked around the hole.There is nothing here except a futon made of withered grass.I don't know how long it's been used, but it's a bit worn out.

I sat down on the futon.I thought to myself: "If Ksitigarbha is telling the truth, then he should seldom go down the mountain. Basically, he spends all his time practicing. If he can find out some secret. Could it be that the secret is in this cave?"

I started to grope in the cave, trying to find some mechanism.Touched for a while, except for the dust.Nothing was found.

Even I think my thinking is a bit naive.Ksitigarbha, who is so obsessed with cultivating Taoism, probably wouldn't touch anything in this cave, let alone build a mechanism.

I sighed and tried to get out of the hole.

Suddenly, I felt two eyes staring at me in this cave.

I stopped vigilantly, and then looked back: "Yes, there are eyes. I can feel it, but I can't see anyone."

I closed my eyes, carefully perceived the gaze, and walked forward slowly.Then, my hand touched the stone.

I can feel that the eyes just now are here.

I thought about it and shook the stone vigorously.The stone was shaken by me.

Then, I moved the stone down.Immediately, a face appeared on the stone wall.

It was a girl's face, and a pair of beautiful eyes were watching me.

This painting is very simple, with only one head, not even the hair.However, the eyes are too expressive and detailed.

These eyes are very clear, very simple.But it is haunting.I just glanced at it, and my heart started beating.

I suddenly understood what the secret of Ksitigarbha was.I suddenly felt a little funny.I didn't expect Ksitigarbha's past life to be so fun.It's fine to be obsessed with Taoism, and he is also so obsessed with women.

After watching for a while, I became more and more sure that this woman definitely existed in reality.No one can imagine such expressive eyes out of thin air.

I stared at the portrait for a while, then turned around and wanted to go back.

Suddenly, I heard someone calling me: "Xu You, how is it?"

I was startled, and when I turned my head to look again, I saw that the head on the wall was alive.Those eyes looked at me blinking and blinking, and one mouth was slightly opened.

I was taken aback, and felt it carefully, but I didn't feel the slightest ghost.I lifted the mahogany sword, pointed at her, and asked, "Who are you? What's going on here?"

The head said slowly: "I am Wushuang, don't you know me?"

I rubbed my eyes and said doubtfully, "Are you Wushuang?"

Then, I saw her face gradually plump up.Those eyes, too, had changed.It grows a neck, grows a body.Turned into Wushuang's appearance, and then walked down from the wall.

Sure enough, she is unparalleled.

I looked at her in surprise: "Why are you here? Why are you painted on the wall?"

Wushuang looked at me helplessly, then turned around and said, "It seems that he hasn't woken up yet."

Only then did I realize that there was a person standing behind Wushuang.This man is a ghost.

Immediately, the surroundings gradually brightened.I saw me standing in the living room of my own house.

I looked at Wushuang and said, "I'm already awake."

Wushuang nodded: "It's good to wake up. Just now you have been muttering, and it's a senior brother and what. What did you see again?"

I told the whole thing in detail.Wushuang couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "I didn't expect Ksitigarbha to be so dignified all day long, but he was so romantic in his previous life."

The ghost messenger didn't want any negative news about his master, so he quickly changed the topic: "There is something wrong with the woman you saw."

I tilted my head to look at him: "What's the problem?"

The ghost emissary said: "This woman must be very important. The Ksitigarbha once said that the memories preserved by the Ganoderma lucidum are either before death or about major choices in life. In short, they have a great impact on people. Something to remember forever. If this woman wasn't important, Ganoderma would not have been preserved for you to see today."

I nodded and said, "You mean, this woman has something to do with that big secret?"

(End of this chapter)