The boy clenched his enlarged hand, grinned happily, and immediately ran towards the monster's other leg, with saliva trailing at the corners of his mouth!
The headless mud monster saw him running towards it with drooling mouth, but staggered back in panic, extracting a part of the blood mud from its body and turning it into a leg, then turned around and ran away! On the empty ground, there was a monster being chased by a young man!
The coffin master looked at it and laughed: "It's enough to eat... It's enough to eat... It's still fresh, no need to eat corpses anymore..."
"How can you laugh?" Suddenly, a sharp voice came from above his head. Guan Ye raised his head casually, but saw that the plum tree behind him was covered with mouths!
The branches of plum blossoms were covered with those mouths, opening and closing like strange insects breathing.
Coffin Master jumped up in shock and took a step back.
"Yong Wei! You killed your own son!"
"Yong Wei! It's you who turned your own son into the monster he is now!"
"If my son has to survive by eating humans, I would rather let him die right then and there!"
"You cruel man—"
"You cruel man—"
"You selfish person—"
"How dare you still be alive—"
"You killed us all—"
"You killed us all—killed us—"
Coffin Master was defeated again and again by the words of condemnation, and his strength was drained by their contemptuous words one after another. His eyes began to become empty, and his brain began to buzz. He was powerless to refute them. He knelt in front of them, because every word they said was... the truth...
“I’m sorry… I’m sorry…” A look of pain appeared on the old face of Guan Ye. He covered his face and sobbed in front of these mouths, “I’m sorry… It’s me… I harmed the child… Ah——” He raised his face in pain and kept screaming, “Ah-ah——”
The heart-wrenching, agony-filled cries of the coffin master drowned out the accusations, echoing above the blood-red sky...
"Xiao Yao—Xiao Yao—Coffin Master—Coffin Master—" The fat Buddha continued to move forward while paddling the black pot. The whole painting looked small. Who would have thought that there was such a huge world inside? There was no sun or moon to indicate the direction. The light that Lian Youyou had used to lead the way had also disappeared. The fat Buddha immediately lost his way here.
Fat Buddha looked to the left, and saw the same plum tree. He looked to the right, and saw the same plum tree again.
He stopped, lowered his head and thought for a moment, this was not a solution. He looked at the pot under him: "Pot, pot, let's see how big you can get." After that, he put his hands together, "Come on, Brother Pot! Let me see what you can do! Big! Infinitely big!" Immediately, the pot under Fat Buddha began to grow rapidly, and Fat Buddha was stunned, "Brother Pot, you can really grow!"
Not only did the black pot grow, but the fat Buddha also grew along with it. It was as if the pot was a world of its own and everything placed inside it could grow along with it, just like anything put into a cornucopia could turn into a treasure.
"Wow, wow, wow—I've grown too." The Fat Buddha's body became bigger and bigger, and was already the same size as the Bodhisattva statue in his Bulguksa Temple.
Suddenly, the plum trees on both sides began to show their fangs and claws, and their branches lashed towards the Fat Buddha, trying to stop this alien object from wreaking havoc in their world.
The black pot grew bigger and bigger and began to squeeze the plum trees on both sides. The thick roots of the plum trees began to coil together, entangled with the black pot, as if a stove was built underneath, lifting up the growing black pot and threatening to overturn it!
The Fat Buddha stuck out his head, which was as big as a small mountain, looked at the edge of the black pot and smiled: "It's time to light the stove, Amitabha, then I'll boil a pot of water for a bath. Om——"
The deep voice sounded like the ringing of a thousand-year-old heavy bell in a Buddhist temple. With a huge echo, a golden "Om" came out of the fat Buddha's mouth. The golden "Om" grew bigger and bigger and flew to the right side of the whole black pot.
Then, as the Fat Buddha slowly chanted the Great Bright Mantra, large golden characters flew out of his mouth one after another: "Mā-ni-Pa-mi-Hum—"
Six large golden characters began to surround the fat Buddha. The Buddha's light turned into a golden thread connecting the six golden characters, and then turned into a golden protective net, completely covering the big black pot!
The plum tree wrapped around the big black pot was instantly ignited by the Buddha's light, and immediately a shrill sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling was heard!
"ah---"
“Ah———”
The human heads shook violently among the plum blossoms, trying to escape the scorching Buddha's light. However, as the black pot continued to grow larger, the Buddha's net also grew larger, trapping the heads in the net and purifying the resentment that remained in this world!
The huge chopstick box slid rapidly on a blood-red hillside. Yun Yao sat up from the coffin and looked forward. Her eyes widened and she screamed again: "Ah———"
It turned out that there was a sea of blood ahead, filled with the most disgusting corpses to Yun Yao!
"Sister Youyou, I hate you——" Yun Yao yelled to the sky, which really pissed her off. Although she was a demon, she was also a human being, so they didn't have the habit of eating humans, and even rarely ate meat on weekdays. Sometimes they couldn't help but eat chicken, duck, and fish, but as for other small animals, they never ate them again.
Therefore, since entering this bloody realm, Yun Yao has been in a state of extreme nausea. Sometimes, nausea is not something you get used to, but it will only make you more nauseous, and even leave a serious psychological trauma, and you will never be able to look directly at the bloody scene next time.
Today, Yun Yao saw it all thoroughly, was terrified to the core, and felt so disgusted that she began to doubt her life.
Suddenly, hand bones jumped out from the sea of blood and began to sway towards Yun Yao, as if welcoming her arrival. They wanted to tear her into pieces!
Yun Yao couldn't stand it anymore and shouted in the rapidly sliding coffin: "Bing Yu——"
The blue, crystal clear ice jade spear immediately flew in front of her, and Yun Yao held it in her hand: "If you are really smart, please teach me how to do it - I don't want to slip into the sea of blood and leave -"
A silver-white word "fly" suddenly appeared on the tip of the Ice Jade Spear!
Yun Yao was stunned: "It can really talk!" She suddenly came back to her senses, "Yes! I was so scared that I couldn't even fly!" Yun Yao felt that she was so stupid today. Fortunately, her idiot brother was not here, otherwise he would definitely laugh to death. Today, she was so scared that she completely forgot her own functions. This is a black history in her life! (To be continued)