The white-haired ghost's tone was unusually arrogant. As he spoke, I could clearly see the strange and disappearing winds gathering in its palms to form a small, awl-shaped whirlwind.
Is this the reason for its arrogance? Was it originally a wind-attributed ghost? But it's natural to think about it, a guy who can become a general must be more than a simple thing.
I was a little worried that the sudden sneak attack by the white-haired ghost would bring trouble to Lu Shan. After all, I didn’t know how prepared Lu Shan was for his spells, but compared to me, Lu Shan, the person involved, seemed much calmer. His expression didn't change at all.
Since the white-haired ghost was attacking from a sneak attack, how could it give Lu Shan a chance to breathe? In the short moment I was thinking about it, its palm with the 'Wind Cone' gathered in it was slowly approaching Lu Shan, 'Wind Cone' 'Everywhere I passed, I could even clearly feel the fragmentation of the mysterious energy surrounding Lushan. It felt very strange, specifically like an electric drill drilling into a hard wall.
The white-haired ghost seemed a little excited. During this short period, it pulled up the mask on its face, with a cruel smile on its mouth, and the excited light flashed in its eyes, as if victory was within easy reach.
But that was not the case. When the extremely fast 'wind cone' was less than five centimeters away from Lu Shan, Lu Shan suddenly smiled at the white-haired ghost: "It's too late, your suspicion has already made you The best opportunity was lost.”
While speaking, Lu Shan suddenly dropped the drumstick and made a strange hand gesture. The air above the surface of the drum on the ground rippled like water waves, and a Qianqian Su hand appeared first. Before our eyes.
This is... I can't imagine what kind of existence would appear from the drum, but I knew it from the beginning. After he stopped playing the drum on the road, he had been thinking about communicating, but didn't want to... .. .
The moment Qianqian Sushou appeared, the white-haired ghost's 'Wind Cone' had already broken through Lu Shan's last line of defense. How could Lu Shan just sit there, waiting to be attacked? Before that, he had already floated into the air to avoid the blow.
Just when he stood up, that layer of protective shield disappeared.
"Do you think you can run away?" The white-haired ghost said with a hint of anger. For it to be so cautious, for fear of making mistakes and endangering its own existence, how could it be in its heart when it was defeated by Lu Shan? No anger
As it spoke, it quickly retracted the 'Wind Cone' and attacked Lu Shan again at a very fast speed. However, Lu Shan, who had lost the protection of the shield, remained completely motionless and allowed the white-haired ghost to move towards him. Rushing, with a look of pity on his face, he just shook his head.
At that moment, a figure stood between Lu Shan and the white-haired ghost. The pair of delicate hands grabbed the red sleeves of the white-haired ghost. An ethereal voice suddenly appeared: "Put down the butcher knife and take refuge in me." Buddha, when you turn around you will reach the shore."
I didn't expect that the existence that appeared in the drum turned out to be a girl. She was wearing very obvious Tibetan clothes and had a white face. Just by looking at it, you would feel from the bottom of your heart that this girl is from the snow-capped mountains. The clear spring is so pure and pure.
Her eyes didn't seem to have the emotions of ordinary people, but only a sense of sacred piety. She looked extremely weak, but she could catch the extremely fast white-haired ghost with just one hand, and even made the white-haired ghost unable to move.
Lu Shan put his hands in his pockets and sighed as he looked at the figure in the sky. He seemed to be saying to me, and seemed to be talking to himself: "Unless you don't call out her soul, if she comes out, the ghost will be gone." The odds are against me! I am a coward, and she is the only one I can always rely on, but I..."
Lu Shan fell silent, but all this made me feel strange. I knew that the girl who appeared from the drum must not be that simple, but the problem is that from her appearance to now, all I have seen is that she is an ordinary person. What does the girl's spirit body represent
Lu Shan looked at the girl intently, with a kind of sad silence and reminiscence in his eyes. I couldn't understand the emotion in it, but I could clearly see that as soon as Lu Shan finished his sentence, the girl suddenly burst out with an astonishing emotion. The power of the Buddha, the purity of this power, made Jue Yuan take several steps back. Hui Gen'er, who was fighting with another red-robed ghost, also noticed it. The robed ghost was blown away with one punch.
"What are you? Let me go!" The white-haired ghost was indeed 'cowardly' to the extreme. His voice actually became sharp and trembling.
Perhaps it was the Buddha's light that suddenly shone brightly that stung and hurt the white-haired ghost, or maybe it was the Sanskrit chant that suddenly sounded behind the Buddha's light that made the white-haired ghost feel trembling from the depths of his soul.
"Put down the butcher knife and look back. The light of Buddha will give you the final baptism, cleanse all your sins, and free you from this abyss of pain." The girl did not let go, but said softly, Although the voice lacks the emotion of normal people, it is as gentle as the spring breeze, making you forget all your worries and make your heart melt.
Looking at this scene, Lu Shan closed his eyes. I saw his brows furrowed, as if he was sad. Two lines of tears fell from the corners of his eyes. He did not speak, his throat rolled, and in the end he just left a choked sob. The breath.
I thought that the girl's spirit in the sky would be sensitive to Lu Shan's appearance, but she didn't even look at Lu Shan. She just used an unusual kind of compassion to convince a fierce ghost to convert to Buddhism.
"Ah!" Facing such a girl, the white-haired ghost made a cry of pain. It glanced at the girl with hatred and shouted: "I will not convert to Buddhism! I will never believe this in my life. In my most painful and tortured life, why didn't I see any bullshit Buddha come to save me? I only believe in myself, I only believe in power!"
While speaking, the white-haired ghost raised its palm, and the ethereal wind flowing in the air condensed into a sharp blade in its hand again. It glanced at the girl with resentment, glanced at Lu Shan, and then said nothing. Without hesitation, he cut his red robe and disappeared.
"Aren't you my opponent? Why did you send a strange woman out, you little turtle? Come and fight me." A voice sounded from all directions. It was the voice of the white-haired ghost. It sounded extremely anxious. Extreme anger.
"I have always been fighting you, and she appeared because my soul power was providing the most basic support." Lu Shan had already opened his eyes, and he didn't know when he had wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, his voice was calm and steady.
The girl's gentle voice still resounded throughout the square: "On weekdays, there is no kindness, no Buddha, no piety in my heart. When I am in pain, I crave for salvation and just long for salvation. How is that possible? How can it be fair to someone who has been pious all his life? Buddha has never been We don’t refuse to give opportunities to those who turn back, but Buddha is always fair. How come all living beings in the world are limited to the current life? Don’t they know about the Book of Three Worlds?"
At the end of the girl's words, there was a hint of anxiety. Jue Yuan sang a Buddhist chant in the square, with a hint of shame on his face. Looking at Jue Yuan's shame, I could clearly sense that he was ashamed compared to his piety to Buddhism. Not as good as the girl in the sky.
Almost pious to the core, pious to the soul!
Compared with Jue Yuan, Lu Shan once again showed a trace of sadness in his eyes, and even a sneer on the corner of his mouth. I don’t know what Lu Shan was thinking or why he had this expression, but I can feel Lu Shan’s sadness.
"Fuck you, I just need to live well in the present moment, believe in strength and climb up step by step! It's absolutely impossible for me to put my life in the hands of some Buddha! My life can only be mine." Bai The ghostly voices are still coming from all directions, and they don't seem to be convinced at all.
"Your life is yours, but it's a pity that you don't understand the meaning of life, and you don't understand that Buddha doesn't want anyone's life. He just compassionately wants to give everyone a chance to see life clearly, understand great compassion, and turn around. You let I'm angry!" The girl's voice really contained a hint of anger at the end.
After hearing the girl's words, Lu Shan touched his pocket. Looking at his look, I knew he wanted to smoke. Unfortunately, no matter how Yangshi this place is, smoking can't be done here. Lu Shan sighed and just said softly Finished: "It's over."
Who is finished? Before I could react, the next moment, the girl gave me an answer. In the Buddha light all over the sky beside her, during the Sanskrit chanting, several ferocious evil Buddhas walked out. One of them stretched out his hands in the air. Zoomed in, before I could see clearly, a figure in red robes and white hair suddenly pulled out from a corner. Wasn't it the white-haired ghost
Following the movements of the evil Buddha, Lu Shan snorted, his face suddenly turned pale, he smiled bitterly and said: "It's so cruel, so fanatical, and you don't care whether I can hold it or not?"
As he spoke, he took off the bone knife from his waist and threw it into the air. He also took off the horn on his back, facing the sky, and started playing it leisurely...