Punch Hu Jianren

Through the long Yong Road, Hu Jian was almost blinded.

Only this time, he was not blinded by the gorgeous scene around him, but by the golden Buddha statues on the platform.

Each of these Buddha statues is no more than the size of an ordinary person, most of them are old dragon bells, but their faces all have a peaceful expression, looking so peaceful, just like the real Buddha.

However, looking at these Buddha statues, Hu Jian couldn’t help frowning slightly, the dead qi he felt before came from this Buddha statue, these were not Buddhas, but dead people.

The real Buddha did not have this kind of dead qi on his body, and his body looked shining golden, but Hu Jian did not feel any compassion from these corpses.

Hu Jianhao was also a well-read Buddhist scripture, and he did not feel this feeling similar to these “Buddhas” in front of him from the Buddhist scriptures he was looking at.

“Huh? No, there’s something else, not here, it’s underneath. Hu Jian observed the Buddha here very carefully, although he already sensed something was not quite right from the Buddha here.

Hu Jian has a great desire to learn, since he encounters something curious, just look for the answer he wants to know.

“It should be down here?” Hu Jian knocked on the floor and directly raised his fist.

With a roar and vibration, the entire ground of the ruins was directly opened by Hu Jian into a huge crater.

Hu Jian is on the first floor, to be reasonable, this should be the ground, it is almost impossible to have underground water veins, if there is really groundwater, such a tall building will not be built here, let alone exist for more than two thousand years.

But what appeared in front of Hu Jian was a huge crater and countless corpses in this pit.

The top layer of these corpses looks new, and the degree of decay is not high, and it seems that it may have been dropped in recent days.

So the question is, Hu Jian did not see any organ-like existence in this room, so how did these corpses fall down?

“Amitabha!” Just as Hu Jian was about to continue to investigate, a Buddhist chant suddenly sounded in this room, and I saw that the Buddhas who heard the breath of death suddenly opened their eyes.

It’s just a dead man, but at this time he opened his eyes… Wait, isn’t it normal for dead people to open their eyes in this world?

“Who are you?” Hu Jian has no fear of the dead opening his eyes, he directly raised his head and looked at the Buddha statue that made a sound, no, it is a bunch of Buddha statues, dozens of Buddha statues open their eyes together to see you feel, in exchange for ordinary people really have a creepy feeling.

“We are Buddhas.” The golden Buddha who spoke first continued to speak.

“What? Buddha? Hu Jian raised his eyebrows, “Then I’ll see if you have the qualifications to become a Buddha.” ”

Buddha? Without strength, without merit, you dare to call yourself a Buddha?

Hu Jian just tried the abilities of these guys who called themselves “Buddhas”.

That Buddha listened to Hu Jian’s words, and a kind smile appeared on his face, maybe in the eyes of this Buddha, he might just be listening to the nonsense of a little brat.

“Ang~” However, before he could say anything, more than ten golden dragons were directly photographed by Hu Jian, and they were all eaten directly in the moment when those golden Buddhas did not react at all, and their speed was completely unimaginable.

“Looks like you’re not!” Looking at the golden Buddha that was swept away, Hu Jian shrugged his shoulders and said to himself, “Shouldn’t these be the so-called living Buddhas of the past?” ”

Hu Jian thought after touching his bare head, but soon he didn’t care about this kind of thing, and the corpses that appeared in front of him now were what he cared about.

“Huh? Where is the cave? Suddenly, Hu Jian found a cave hidden in the shadows with the night pearl in his hand.

After seeing this cave, Hu Jian jumped directly to the entrance of the cave, which is a dark cave, but the traces of human activities can be clearly seen.

If there are traces of activity, there must be a way out.

Hu Jian didn’t think about anything else now, he only knew what the situation was now, why there were such corpses here, and these corpses obviously could not be accumulated in a short time.

The cave is not wide, and at the same time, it seems a little cold because of the yin qi, but the thing that makes Hu Jian feel most curious is why there are no ghosts here?

With so many corpses and not a single ghost, it is obviously impossible, after all, this is really a world of ghosts.

Walking out of the passage, Hu Jian went to find that he was already outside the mountain, looking back, the brightly lit Potala Palace looked a little noisy, just now Hu Jian made such a big movement, if this is not able to react, it would be hell.

Suddenly, Hu Jian seemed to hear some sounds, as if someone was walking in this direction from a distance.

It was an old man in ragged clothes with thin yellow muscles who was trembling from afar, and he seemed to be just a person.

The reason for the Qinghai-Tibet High is the relationship between the sea wave high, so it is very cold in the morning and evening, not to mention that it is still midnight.

And the old man did not have much clothing on him, but his steps were still very firm, and his eyes were full of persistence, which was attachment to faith.

Looking at this old man, Hu Jian did not intend to leave, but he did not plan to leave either, he just wanted to see what was going on.

The old man continued to move forward, and soon knelt down directly before coming to this cave, and then reverently threw himself directly into the direction of the Potala Palace, kneeling three times and knocking nine times, looking so reverent, Hu Jian could feel it when he looked at it.

After doing all this, the old man stood up tremblingly, and then continued to walk directly towards the cave.

Hu Jian seemed to have understood this old man’s thoughts, he was already going to die, since he was going to die, it was time to show his devotion to the Buddha.

This kind of thing should be known to everyone, in this era and place where productivity is simply not high, the elderly are a burden to the family, so they come here voluntarily, pray for their families, and give their lives by the way.

No wonder in that corpse pit, Hu Jian couldn’t even feel a trace of resentment.

Watching the old man enter the cave, Hu Jian raised his head and looked at the tall Potala Palace, he finally knew why this place was completely liberated in the face of the red wave

Because there is really nothing worth coveting here, easy to defend and difficult to attack, the place is still remote, although the resources are rich, but the same mining is also difficult, this is almost a chicken rib-like place, and it is not surprising that warlords and the like are not interested.

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