Spiritualist

Chapter 1291: Enchantment of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion

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According to Daochang Li, I myself have to stay here for three fierce nights before he returns.

Add the previous two nights, and that will be the fifth night!

The problem is, starting on the fourth night, if it is found that the target cannot be scared to death, the ghosts will attack. The specific method is unknown, but it must be extremely scary. Can I be able to stop it by myself

But what Daochang Li said also made sense. In order to withstand the increased aggressiveness of the attacks in the last few nights, I had to strengthen my ability, that is, I had to find tools that ordinary people could use, so that there would be a silver lining.

In this way, I had to accept this arrangement, but I had to face the risk of three consecutive nights alone.

After pondering for a while, I knew that there was no better way. Even if I followed the moral and spiritual view, the result was no different.

Limited by the characteristics of the Yin Ling curse technique that excludes others, the spiritual masters can't intervene in close proximity, and I still have to be carried by my own brother. It seems that this is the fate.

Slowly raised his head, staring at Li Gaogong and said: "Dao Master, just do as you say, but I hope you will return before the sixth night, otherwise you may not be able to wait for the time to collect the money, because I It's all turned into a corpse."

"Haha, my little friend joked. Pang Dao promises you that no matter whether you can grind the tools from the master, you will definitely return before the sixth night. As I said a long time ago, I have to curse amplitude when I have to. Poor Dao can't watch the risk of power, but the premise is that you must resist the three nights that follow and don't die!"

After Li Gaogong said this, he hit me with a squad, shouted "The Immeasurable Heavenly Sovereign", then turned and walked outside the hall.

I watched his figure stay away until it disappeared. Then I withdrew my gaze, then let out a light sigh, and my heart became cold.

He clenched the mahogany sword with his backhand, and knew in his heart that from this moment on, life and death were in his own hands.

Daochang Li has done his utmost for the current situation, and the cinnabar talisman covered with me is proof.

Even if he stays here, he can't continue to reinforce me in a short period of time, so it is the most optimal choice for him to find the master to borrow the tools. Once he succeeds, my chances of survival in the last few nights are bound to increase.

I always hear people say that there are great horrors and great opportunities at the moment of life and death. Does my current situation count

Sit

I thought about life there for a long time, without a clue.

Take out the phone and check the battery and time.

Fortunately, there are still two-thirds of the battery power of the mobile phone. According to its advertising slogan, it can last for half a month. It saves use and should not shut down without power.

This Falong Temple is too old-fashioned, I didn't see where there is a power supply, this place completely abandoned modern equipment, let alone power supply.

"It's safe during the day. Do you want to go down the mountain to find a hotel to rest and return at night?"

After pondering it in my heart, it was completely unnecessary.

There is no shortage of food and water. There are so many houses in this place. Where can I not live? It's much more convenient than when I go up and down the mountain.

Not to mention anything else, going down the mountain and going up the mountain itself is physical work. It is justified to save energy and energy to deal with the bad night, so this choice is not advisable.

"In that case, just stay here at ease, sleep as much as possible during the day, and stop sleeping at night."

I made up my mind. After cleaning up, I checked the wound and found that it was getting better. It didn't hurt anymore, and my heart couldn't help being calm.

Carrying a bag to go out of the Nine Saints Temple, wandering aimlessly in the Falong Temple.

The empty temple is bathed in the morning sun, and it is peaceful and quiet. Who can understand my mood

At night, wherever I am, the surrounding area is hell!

Before the stroller arrived at a palace, there were dozens of steps, and I looked up and saw the three characters'Cangjing Pavilion' came into view.

"I'm going, there is such a place? I have only watched it in TV dramas before. It is said that the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is a forbidden area in some famous temples. It is not allowed to be approached by other people. There are many Buddhist classics in it. Remember the martial arts TV series. All of his magical powers came from the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Any ancient martial arts are not good at dealing with Yin Ling, but maybe there are Buddhist scriptures or tools for dealing with Yin Ling in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Be careful not to leave any traces, and do not take the books away. Take a look at it secretly. There shouldn't be any major problems, right? "

Such an idea came to my mind.

The truth is, I have too few methods, and I'm too bottomless in the face of the next fierce night, so I want to try any way to enhance my ability.

This is driven by the survival instinct.

I stepped on the steps, towards the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion

Walking through the closed door.

When I walked halfway, I stopped suddenly, because some movie clips flashed in my mind.

"Generally speaking, a place like the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is guarded by old monks with meritorious deeds. It will not be polite to anyone who steals. Remember that many martial arts thieves in the movie want to steal into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. He was beaten into a pig head by the monk guarding this place."

Thinking of this, I can't help but hesitate.

"God knows if there is an old monk in it who does not ask questions, don't I have been scared to death by the Yinling, but was beaten to death by a high monk. Isn't that a death injustice?"

Standing there thinking wildly, I gritted my teeth.

"You don't want to do anything that has fallen short for Shan Jiuren. I don't have an arrow back when I open the bow. How can I retreat at the moment? There is no big opportunity to walk into the Tibetan scripture pavilion. I have experienced the great horror of life and death several times. Where is the big opportunity?"

Thinking like this, I no longer hesitate.

He strode upwards, and soon he was in front of the gate.

Reached out and pushed tentatively, the fruit did not move.

"Is the lock locked? Why can't I push it if I don't see the lock?"

I was surprised and looked around and found that there was a window sash not far away.

When I walked over, I was pleasantly surprised to find that there was a gap between the two-page window sashes, but they were not fastened. Does this mean you can enter the room from the window

"Although, stealing into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion like this is not so good-looking, but there is no personal figure on the left and right. What kind of face do you care about? Lizi is the most important thing, isn't it?"

Reach out to open the window.

"what?"

I froze in place.

Obviously the window was not fastened, but no matter how hard you tried, the sash remained motionless, as if it were iron piles. When you broke it with both hands, your body was bowed like a prawn, and it still couldn't shake the sash for half a minute.

"What's happening here?"

I let go and looked at the window sash suspiciously. From the gap, I could even see the old screen not far away with many Buddhas painted on it.

A word popped up in my mind, enchantment!

This term often appears in big animation and fantasy movies.

Originally, I would not think about this, but what happened in the past few days told me that the world is no wonder, plus Li Daochang's appearance, so I immediately thought of this possibility.

(End of this chapter)