There are three most representative people in the Japanese arena: Onmyoji, warriors and entertainers.
Among them, Onmyoji inherits many ancient witchcrafts, among which the hidden arts are the most common. Kirigakure, Water Hidden, Fire Hidden, Earth Hidden, Light Hidden and so on.
The most offensive evil arts are shikishenjutsu and evil surrender. The former is said to be a kind of evil spell that raises ghosts and kills people. The killing method is to create terrifying illusions in the target's mind. In the end, the victims are frightened to death. of. The latter mainly spreads a kind of worm through hair and blood to harm people. The practitioner masters a kind of worm and divides it into a mother and a child. He first gets the hair or blood of the victim, crushes the daughter worms to death and then mixes them together. The mother worm senses The breath of death from the worm will seek out its victims for revenge.
The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department has an Yin-Yang branch, which is dedicated to dealing with such criminals.
A very few smart people also know a kind of killing technique, which is to kill people with music.
In martial arts novels, there is a saying that the Tianyin sect uses the Tianmo Qin to perform the Tianlong Bayin to spread the inner power to kill people invisible. This is a figment of the novelist's imagination, but in the old world, there were indeed people who knew how to use music to kill or save people. The ancients said that eyes are for the body, but ears are for the soul. Using music to kill people sounds mysterious and terrifying, but it is actually a form of hypnosis. There are records about this in Changfeng Miscellaneous Notes written by Liu Changfeng.
Beautiful music can cultivate one's temperament, make people intoxicated, and even affect people's emotional ups and downs. Either joy or sadness. Huang Zhong Da Lu and silk and bamboo strings are fascinating and can also be enchanting. In order to kill people invisible, the performer's performance level must reach an extraordinary and holy level, and at the same time, his ability to perceive subtle changes in the outside world must reach a state where movement and stillness can be clearly seen from the heart.
The flute sounded, and Li Muye had a gun in his hand.
The simplest and most direct way to kill people is this thing, a dummy bullet, which can hit the vital point at close range. Even the most tenacious grand master cannot withstand it.
The sound of the flute penetrated his ears from all directions like a tide, and Li Muye was unable to locate Feng Jian Xiao's position.
The air was filled with the fragrant smell of vegetation. Li Muye inadvertently looked up and saw a blood-red full moon. He immediately realized that his mental state had been affected by the sound of the flute and slowly closed his eyes.
call out!
A sharp whistle sounded in the air, and a glass bead was ejected towards the direction Brother Ono sensed. After it flew away, it made a sharp sound when it rubbed with the air.
The sound came back without any lag, and Feng Jian Xiao was not in that direction.
In such an environment, people with eyes are worse than those without eyes.
Feng Jian Xiao was not born blind, and Li Muye would not be inferior to him in terms of perception even if he closed his eyes. Ono's biggest advantage is actually his physical skills.
The sound of the flute filled his ears, covering up the sound of Feng Jianxiao's heartbeat. He accurately controlled the rhythm of his heartbeat, allowing himself to become one with the sound of the flute. Within a radius of less than thirty meters, Li Muye was unable to locate his position.
"Fengjian Xiao, you're a good flute player, but it's a pity that you can only maintain a rhythm that is in harmony with your own, and you can't free up your mental perception to feel my heartbeat and breathing." Li Muye moved slowly and paid attention to his surroundings. Dongjing said calmly: "I often see Japanese women who like to play the flute, but I didn't expect that your Yin and Yang Grand Master also has this hobby. However, your melodious sound seems to be a little less interesting."
Brother Xiao Ye tried his best to belittle Feng Jian Xiao, but the other party's flute sound was not messy at all and still perfectly covered up his voice.
If we just maintain this form of confrontation, Li Muye will actually have the upper hand over time. But at this moment, countless birdsong suddenly came from all around, which caused great interference to Brother Xiaoye's hearing.
But this is not Feng Jianxiao's most important attack method.
Hundreds of birds were flying toward the phoenix in the sky, and while they were chirping, some birds began to spray feces on Li Muye's body.
"Oh, it turns out that you old boy didn't play the flute for me at all." Li Muye suddenly said: "Using birds as your shikigami and using bird droppings to spread the bugs, this method may have the blessing of being called the Yin Yang God Clan. The Yasuji Abe family is not as good as you." After saying that, he suddenly raised his head and let out a few muffled groans in the air!
More than a dozen birds fluttered in the air and fell down.
From the darkness came Feng Jianxiao's exclamation: "Sound hit!"
call out! A glass bead followed the sound and chased after him.
A ball of fire suddenly burst out there, and with a bang, Feng Jian Xiao lost his trace again.
Li Muye chased the fire and the direction of the explosion, but there was still nothing but black fog and nothing could be seen.
"Hehe, you are indeed the director of the Special Task Force, a man who dares to marry Bai Wuxia." Fengjian Xiao's gloomy and pitiful voice resounded in the dark night: "Even the blood poison worm can't help you. There is probably no one in this world. What kind of poison can hurt you? It's a pity that I haven't learned sword kung fu, otherwise if I stab you in the back with a sword at this time, you will definitely die."
"You can't blow me to death just by blowing with your mouth." Li Muye continued to speak rudely, saying: "You are good at playing the flute, but you don't seem to be very good at bragging. Your meager tricks are all leftover from my Chinese Qi Men game. Just wait and see how I can dig out your brain after I find you."
"Do you think you are sure to win?" Fengjian Xiao said gloomily: "Tonight's show has just begun. There may be more than one stage. Now we are talking about the outcome. It is still unclear who will win."
By the way, it’s really good and worth installing. Even Android and Apple phones support it!
After Fengjian Xiao finished speaking, the flute sound started again, still firmly within a specific rhythm.
Li Muye was concentrating on searching while he was talking, but he still couldn't determine the location of this guy.
The sound of the flute is like crying and complaining, as if a resentful woman in a boudoir is mournfully crying about her fate. The sound of the flute seems to be telling a story. A lonely woman was abandoned in a building in the wilderness. The man's ruthless abandonment made her grief-stricken. The child who was waiting to be fed made her even afraid to die. Every night She was tortured by the deep loneliness and could not sleep. How much does she long to meet a strong man to share her responsibilities and warm her loneliness
Li Muye suddenly felt something in his heart, thinking of Lu Shaofen and then of Diana. Memories came to mind like water, and Ono began to feel ashamed. A woman appeared in front of her, it was vaguely the tall and cute Xiaofen standing there, staring at her with resentment and lust in her eyes. Brother Xiaoye took a step forward, but the woman took a step back. When he looked at her again, she had turned into Diana.
"Li Muye, didn't you promise me to get my daughter back?" She asked Brother Xiaoye in a sad voice with anger, anger, and resentment in her brows: "I have been waiting for you in Moscow, and I have been waiting for you to give your daughter to me. I want to come back, but you fall in love with that female devil, and you are even willing to fight for her."
Li Muye sighed and said, "I really didn't mean to hurt you. If possible, I would rather never see you."
Diana said sadly: "But you already know me, and you have brought me endless harm."
Li Muye said: "I hope I can have the opportunity to make amends with you. I gave you a great career. Isn't this enough?"
"Of course it's not enough!" Diana said sadly and angrily: "The pain in my heart is like a sea, which can never be filled!"
"What should I do? What do you want me to do so that you won't feel the pain?" Li Muye said struggling.
"The sea of suffering is boundless and there is no way back!" A Huang Zhong Da Lu's voice suddenly shouted: "It's better to go back, it's better to go back!"
The sound of the flute suddenly changed, like Sanskrit chanting scattered all over the sky.
Li Muye stared blankly ahead, and a thought suddenly came to his mind: If there were no Taoist and Buddhist concepts of heaven and hell, the cycle of cause and effect, endless life and reincarnation, death would be death, death would be the result of life, and the cessation of all would be the end of life. . What's the difference between me dying and continuing to live? Rather than struggling and suffering in this world of mortals, it is better to go back!
"It's better to go back, it's better to go back, it's better to go back!" That voice was full of lust, and seemed to have found a flaw in Brother Xiaoye's soul.
What is the difference between sentient beings and Buddhas and Bodhisattvas? Buddhas and Bodhisattvas know where life comes from and where death goes; ordinary people do not know where life comes from and where death goes, so they are afraid of death. Buddhas and Bodhisattvas know clearly and clearly that this place is dead, where is death! The body was lost. The body is not me, the body is just like a piece of clothing. If the clothing is worn out, dirty, or worn out, take it off and the clothing will die. If you don’t want it anymore, put on a new one, so it’s not dead!
A voice as loud as the warm sun shining on the earth seemed to fall from the sky.
Suppose I achieve Buddhahood, and there will be hells, hungry ghosts, and animals in the country, and I will not achieve enlightenment.
Suppose I become a Buddha, and the heavenly beings in my country, after the death of my life, return to the three lower realms, and will not achieve enlightenment.
Suppose I become a Buddha, and those gods and humans in my country who do not know the true golden color will not achieve enlightenment.
Suppose I become a Buddha, and among the heavenly and human beings in the country, those who are different in appearance, good or bad will not achieve enlightenment...
The voice spoke faster and more urgently, and the more it spoke, the more irresistible it became.
Li Muye's heartbeat was like a war drum, beating crazily to the rhythm of his recitation, and the energy and blood in his body burned violently like an explosion.
"What are you still insisting on? What are you still hesitating about? End it all, you have such ability!" The voice continued.
"I haven't lived enough yet. There are still people and things that I can't let go of!" Li Muye said with a look of struggle on his face and a trace of blood flowing from his lips.
"Letting go doesn't mean leaving. Come and serve me as Buddha. You will have eternal life, the Buddha's Kingdom in the heavens, and the Land of Ultimate Bliss. There will be no more guilt, no more complaints, no more sorrow and regret, and all living beings will be equal... . ... "
"I have to ask, who is bigger, Buddha or me?" Li Muye's flushed face suddenly faded away like a tide, he took a step forward seemingly casually, and sneered: "Old fox, if I don't risk my life to give you some hope, then I will." I really can’t find where you are hiding..." (End of Chapter)