Terror broadcast

After breakfast, Lao Fang apologized to Gyatso and the monk, and then drove his children to school. Lao Fang's wife was watching TV at home. She should have gone out to buy groceries at this time. But it cannot be said that no one is staying at home. After all, there are still two installation masters at home.

Gyatso and the monk were in Xiaowen's room, waiting for Lao Fang to come back.

"This is the surveillance in the bathroom." Gyatso said while adjusting the surveillance records on his desktop computer. "The Yellow Spring Water was actually photographed."

"When oranges grow in Huainan, they become oranges; when oranges grow in northern Huaibei, they become oranges. This is roughly the truth. Generally speaking, in the real world, it is basically impossible to capture the complete metaphysical picture with surveillance equipment and mobile phone cameras and other modern video equipment. At most, it is A ghost blur or a blurry face appearing in a distant place out of focus.

But because this house is a system of its own, it has a strong transformation ability. If you don’t see it, our bodies should still be lying on the floor in the living room, but we can’t see them now. Of course, if you want to see them , it’s not difficult for us, but after finally integrating into this house, we can’t separate ourselves from the system of this house just to admire our own appearance. "

"Yellow spring water, it looks a bit like the liquid secreted by the human body, and you are still soaking in it for so long." Gyatso also had a rare sense of humor at this time, or maybe only they could understand it. Let's talk and joke with each other like this. One is an eminent monk from the Central Plains and the other is an eminent monk from Tibet. The two people must have many different understandings and concepts of the meaning of Buddhist scriptures, but there are more similarities between the two people.

"It doesn't smell much, at least, the poor monk can't detect much of it." The monk smiled slightly, "At that time, the poor monk felt like Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva."

"That's right, Qilu. It seems such a pity. You can become a Buddha by soaking in it for a while longer. Why waste your time in Qingdeng Ancient Zen." Gyatso said.

"Pursuing Buddha focuses on a process and accumulation. Praying for Buddha is not about seeking an official position. There is no shortcut. The road that seems to be a shortcut is actually the most bumpy and tortuous." The monk said seriously.

"There is something in the words, Qilu, are you insinuating that I turned from Buddha to devil?" Gyatso didn't mind either. He turned off the monitoring records in the bathroom and opened the records in Xiaowen's bedroom. Soon, he and Xiaowen appeared. I am constantly taking bones out from under the bed, one by one, one by one, over and over again, tirelessly.

"You were forced to turn from a Buddha to a demon by the times. At that time, if you did not become a demon, you would have to die. Keep a Buddha in your heart, ignore the demons, maintain a Buddha's heart, and use your demon body to open up a dignified avenue of Buddhism. This is your path, and it is you. of creation."

Gyatso smiled, pointed at the display screen and said, "Did you see that bone hand?"

The monk nodded.

"We have integrated into this house now, but how do we find him, and how do we communicate with him after we find him? Qi Lv, tell me clearly, do you want to seek profit, or do you want to save him? Or maybe, just out of curiosity."

"It's all there." The monk looked at the image of Gyatso desperately pulling on the bone hand on the screen.

"Lao Fang should be back soon. It's not far from his children's school." Gyatso said while looking at the time in the lower right corner of the computer.

"But his family doesn't think so." The monk stood up and stood up from the chair in front of the desktop.

Gyatso took a deep breath and stood up.

The two monks looked at the door of Xiaowen's bedroom. Outside the door, stood Xiaowen, Xiaojuan and Lao Fang's wife.

This family of three just stared at the monk and Gyatso with expressionless faces. Sometimes, when it comes to human expressions, the absence of expressions makes people feel even more chilled because you can't clearly tell the message from his face. It is used to capture the opponent's psychological state and judge his next move. The unknown is precisely one of the most famous sources of fear in humans, the G-spot.

"Amitabha."

The monk recited the Buddha's name solemnly,

"This poor monk is here to liberate you and others."

The monk did not continue to pretend to be an installation master, because at this time, it seemed that there was not much meaning anymore. Moreover, what he needed to do and what he needed to achieve was actually the last step left at this time, which was also the most difficult step. He was no longer allowed to hide it.

Gyatso stood behind the monk, looking at the solemn appearance of the monk in front of him. He did not reveal his demon body, nor did he show his Tibetan Buddhism. Maybe, for deceiving people, well, this is considered a trick. It is said that the Central Plains monks are more experienced.

"Master, the toilet in my bathroom is blocked." Old Fang's wife said to the monk expressionlessly.

"Master, my game console is too deep under the bed and I can't take it out." Xiao Wen said expressionlessly.

"Master, my mirror is crooked." Xiaojuan said expressionlessly.

"They are all at the formation eye." Gyatso stood behind Qilu and said softly.

Qi Lu nodded, indicating that he understood.

Immediately, Qi Lu began to recite the scripture silently:

“Namo Amitabha spends the night in Duotagadu;

Duo Diye Ta Amitabhavi;

………”

Under the "Rebirth Mantra", the expressions of the family of three seemed to have been softened to a certain extent. At least judging from the facial expressions, their facial lines were no longer as clear as before and were much softer.

"Master, please help me clear the toilet later." After speaking, Old Fang's wife turned and left.

"Master, help me get the game console from under the bed later." Xiaowen turned and left after saying that.

"Master, help me fix the mirror later." Xiaojuan also turned and left after finishing speaking.

"A rebirth mantra only adds a little bit of time to us." Gyatso sighed, "Qilu, do you have any regrets now? Perhaps, we should have brought one more person in, such as , that fat man, his proficiency and accomplishments in formations are no less than those who specialize in strengthening formations, but he has always kept it secret and hidden it too deeply."

"It's hard to do. Su Bai is a very smart person. The two of us staying here together are already the limit that he can't notice before. If there is one more person, it will be impossible for him to notice. Moreover, Maybe he wouldn't even want to leave the house at that time.

There are two of us inside, and there are two people outside. This will give him a safe feeling that even if he leaves the room, his teammates will support him outside. If there are more people in the room than outside, he will subconsciously feel that there are more people in the room. Safety will increase his fondness for this house. In that case, he will not be willing to insist on Lao Fang sending him out of the house that morning. "

Gyatso suddenly felt a little funny and said: "Monk, you are dedicated to worshiping the Buddha. There is nothing else in your heart except yourself and the Buddha. Why do you feel that you have another person now? Are you so afraid of Su Bai?"

"Once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of straw ropes for ten years. The success rate of what we are doing is still very high. It just requires a little patience and enough tenacity. This is not an unbreakable situation, and we do not have to bear any responsibility. It is impossible to lose too much. Perhaps, in a desperate situation, Su Bai's presence can have an unexpected effect in breaking the situation, but it is obviously not a desperate situation now. With him here, the poor monk cannot feel at ease. "

"If Su Bai knew that he actually left his own psychological shadow in the heart of such an eminent monk, would he feel proud?"

"Amitabha, practicing Buddhism is all about cultivating a heart that fears all things." After the monk finished speaking, he looked around, "Let's start from here. There is no need to change places."

Gyatso nodded, squatted down by the bed very skillfully, and then began to reach in and take out the bones one by one from the bottom of the bed. The monk stood behind Gyatso, silently reciting Amitabha.

About half an hour later, when the bones piled up in the room turned into a hill again, Gyatso stopped. He grabbed a bone hand, and then began to wrestle, starting to zombie. In the end, the bone hand slowly He was pulled out from under the bed.

After the bone hand, there are arms, a body, and a black head. It seems like a person is being pulled out from under the bed by Gyatso.

A feeling of anger began to ripple through the room.

"Amitabha, this poor monk understands that you still have a mind."

The monk is very sure of this.

"If you have really become a fool who can only express emotions and not know how to communicate, in the past two years, you will not be able to survive in the story world, and you will not be able to survive. Even if you are strong, even if you are terrifying, But according to the aesthetics of horror broadcasting, a pure beast is definitely not the type it likes. Moreover, if you lose your mind, how can you understand the main mission and side missions?"

A sigh came from under the bed,

Gyatso did not continue to pull out, did not completely pull the opponent out, but remained in a stalemate.

"What do you want? What do you want?" The voice coming from under the bed was hoarse and weak. This was a man who was exhausted mentally and physically, a man who was tortured.

Gyatso and the monk looked at each other, ready to talk.

After working hard to get to this point, all I want is to start this conversation.

"What we want is..."

Before the monk finished speaking, an angry roar suddenly came from under the bed.

"Arrogant juniors, you took the initiative to disturb my life, and now you actually want to destroy it, destroying the beauty that you have worked so hard to create!"

Gyatso's complexion suddenly changed, and his body transformed into a demonic body, but he still could not suppress this terrible pressure. At this time, the airflow in Xiaowen's room turned into terrifying winds, sweeping down continuously.

The monk looked solemn and spread his hands to block the strong wind. At the same time, a angry look appeared on his face:

"It's Su Bai, it must be Su Bai again, what on earth is he doing outside!"