“Amitabha, let’s take a walk through the painting, enter it, and take a look~~” The fat Buddha walked into the painting with a smile, and Yun Yao followed closely, pulling his sleeve.
Coffin Master lowered his right hand, and a small chopstick box slipped from his sleeve into his hand. He looked at it carefully, and plunged into the painting without hesitation.
The entire secret realm became quiet. Yunxi, Sanniang, Xiaoluojie and the unusually quiet He Shiqi all stared at the oil lamp and the thread that guided everyone home.
Lian stood leisurely in the painting. The world before her could be described as a sea of blood and purgatory.
The beautiful red plum blossom painting seen outside is actually a bloody and brutal world inside.
Blood-red petals slowly fell from the dark red sky. The plum trees on both sides grew abnormally thick and tall. They were nothing like the ordinary plum trees outside. Each tree looked like a huge tree monster with bared fangs and claws standing in the blood-red world.
The tree was in full bloom with red plum blossoms as big as small round tables. Inside the hearts of the red plum flowers were the peeled, screaming human heads that everyone had seen outside.
"ah--"
"Save me—"
“I’m in so much pain—”
"ah---"
One heart-wrenching scream after another echoed in this bloody world.
Looking more closely, it was not that these people had lost their bodies, but that their bodies were inside those thick tree trunks! It was the tree trunks that devoured their bodies, wrapped their bodies, and drew nutrients from their bodies that allowed them to continue to grow wildly.
“What on earth is this…” Mr. Guan looked at the scene in surprise, and his old voice trembled.
Lian Youyou stood in front of the three of them, looking at the blood-red strange plum tree: "It's evil, all evil. The evil here has become an army."
Coffin Master, Fat Buddha and Yun Yao had never seen the evil creature before, but from the look on Lettuce's face when he mentioned it before, they could sense the fear that she was feeling. It was definitely not something they could imagine or deal with under normal circumstances.
The Fat Buddha could never have imagined that one day, the evil obstacles mentioned in the Buddhist books would become living creatures. Evil obstacles would no longer be a word, but a terrifying, alien race!
They were not the demons, monsters, ghosts, or monsters that he knew. No wonder the descriptions of karma in Buddhist books were so mysterious. It turned out that they were not among all the things he knew.
I can really learn more from Master Lian!
Lian Youyou turned around and said, "Before we go in, I have something to tell you. First, there are many evil spirits gathered here. Their power is already very strong and can have a certain impact on you."
"What impact?" Yun Yao asked curiously.
Lian Youyou smiled at her: "Don't worry, you are very open-minded, it won't have any impact."
“…” Yun Yao puffed up her face pitifully and narrowed her big eyes. Why did she feel that this sentence didn’t sound like a compliment to her
Lian Youyou looked at Master Guan meaningfully: "They have the greatest impact on people who have hatred in their hearts, so, Master Guan, you have to be careful."
The coffin master opened his eyes, lowered his gaze slightly, and a trace of melancholy and sadness appeared on his old face. So, this was a test for him.
Lian Youyou then looked at Fat Buddha: "Fat Buddha, I have a treasure for you."
Fat Buddha immediately rubbed his hands happily: "It's finally my turn?! Hehe."
Lian Youyou casually took out a black tea bowl and threw it into the air: "Big!"
With a loud bang, a small tea bowl suddenly turned into a black pot and fell towards the Fat Buddha. The Fat Buddha was also caught off guard and stood there.
Pot, pot
Still a black pot...
Amitabha, why does he feel a little unlucky
Mr. Guan looked at the pot and remembered what Lian Youyou said. Could it be this pot
"This pot is for you. If we can't go out for a day or two, you will be responsible for cooking." Lian Youyou said softly and turned forward.
The Fat Buddha laughed dryly for a moment, and really accepted it obediently: "Thank you, great god, for the pot!" He looked at the pot and thought, Amitabha, it is better to have something than nothing. If you get it, you should use it. You should have a normal mind. Although this pot is not as handsome as Yun Xi and Yun Yao's Wuji Spear, it is also destined for him, the Fat Buddha. As a human being, he believes in fate the most.
He picked up the pot and looked at it with a smile: "Hehe, you and I will be comrades-in-arms from now on, please take care of me." After that, he held the big pot, thought about it, and decided to wear it as a hat. So, he really put it on his head, which made the old face of the coffin master next to him stiff. This fat Buddha is really not picky.
The golden light passed through their bodies and extended into the depths of the painting.
Yun Yao followed behind Lian Youyou, stepping deep and shallow, stepping into the mud. She frowned, lowered her head and looked, and immediately jumped up: "Ahhh!!!!" She saw that it was not mud under her feet, but meat paste! With one step, she stepped out a hand that looked like it had not been fully digested.
Yun Yao's move, on the contrary, caused the blood and flesh to accumulate on her body, making her numb from head to toe: "I can't walk! I can't walk! Ah! It's so disgusting! Sister Youyou!" Yun Yao was almost crying in anxiety. The little girl, who loved beauty the most, was stepping on corpses and flesh with one foot after another, and the blood was gradually oozing onto her skirt, which was unbearable for her.
Lian Youyou just stopped walking, her expression was so calm and calm that it made people feel scared, as if she often stepped on corpses and waded through seas of blood. She stood on this pile of corpses and flesh, but she was so calm, as if she had returned to her home ground, her world of purgatory.
Yun Yao looked at Lian Youyou's expressionless face and was so frightened that she dared not speak anymore.
"I'll do it, I'll do it." The coffin master stepped forward and picked up the chopstick box in his hand. "I found another wonderful use for this box. Come on! Big!"
Mr. Coffin threw out the chopstick box, which instantly grew larger in the air, floating above the meat paste, like a small boat.
"Everyone, sit on it. Haha." Coffin Master jumped lightly onto the chopstick box that looked like a laughing coffin lid. He sat cross-legged, looking leisurely and comfortable. It was obvious that he had already known the wonderful use of the chopstick box.
"Wow! It can fly!" Yun Yao quickly sat sideways on the chopstick box, feeling much happier. As soon as she sat on the chopstick box, she quickly took off her shoes and shook off the meat paste on them. The strips of meat made her vomit.
"And me, will it sink?" Fat Buddha made a joke and sat on the chopstick box, but the chopstick box was still stable.
"Great God, please come and sit down too." Coffin Master said to Lian Youyou who was leading the way in front.
Lian glanced at them indifferently, and suddenly, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Only when I step on the bloody mud can I feel myself coming back to my senses..." She spread her hands, raised her face, and laughed, "Hahahaha - hahahaha -" She turned around and continued to step on the corpses one by one forward.
The three people on the chopstick box tensed up at her appearance. If they hadn't believed Lian Youyou's words, they would have really thought that Lian Youyou was a demon who came down to earth to slaughter the world! (To be continued)