Tyrant and Gyatso were like the two brightest flames in the dark night, dispelling the surrounding haze together.
They were willful and indulgent. The two eminent monks were usually solemn and serious, but now, they were like lunatics who had just been released from prison. They were yelling and screaming. At the same time, they were filled with killing intent and malice. They no longer had the demeanor of a Buddhist monk. They were like the reincarnation of a demon king.
Su Bai clenched his teeth and followed behind them. In his body, the bloodline of zombies and vampires were constantly alternating. Whenever he suppressed one, the other would suddenly appear. Su Bai couldn't allow his bloodline to take over his mind. Otherwise, he would either become a vampire who only knew how to drink fresh blood or a zombie who only knew how to kill people for their Yang energy.
At that time, what awaited him would be the radio's sanctions, and he might not even be able to wait until the next story world. Once the radio showed that once the task was released, other listeners around him would immediately flock over after receiving the task. They would treat him as a delicious cake to please the radio and increase their favorability in front of the radio.
Moreover, even Su Bai himself wasn't willing to become a beast and lose his sense of self. Otherwise, what was the difference between that and death?
It might even be a fate worse than death!
"You two bald donkeys, I really want to take out my phone and take a picture of your current state. Let's see if you still have the face to act cool in front of me in the future!"
Su Bai said fiercely. His eyes were sometimes clear and sometimes turbid. Obviously, he wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer. This was under the premise that Gyatso and Tyrant burned their Dharmakaya to help Su Bai absorb most of the pressure. Now, both Gyatso and Tyrant were almost at the end of their rope.
Su Bai knew very well what kind of people these two were. Whether it was Tyrant or Gyatso, they wouldn't burn their Dharmakaya to sacrifice themselves. They would definitely leave themselves with one breath, hoping that Su Bai would be able to bring them out of here. They didn't want to die and would never be stupid enough to throw their lives away for Su Bai.
By that time, not only would Su Bai have to escape alone, but he would also have to carry two burdens!
This was a promise!
Fortunately, Su Bai discovered that this area was filled with resentful spirits. They couldn't move, so the three of them had already left the center of the resentful spirits. They were less than a kilometer away from the edge.
Normally, Su Bai would be able to reach it with a few leaps, but at this time, Su Bai was desperately suppressing the rebellious bloodline in his body. Even when he was running, he was staggering. He didn't dare to release his true strength at all, otherwise, he might not even be able to hold on for half a second.
"Amitabha!"
Tyrant chanted the name of Buddha and immediately fell to the ground. His entire body was incomparably weak. He was as thin as a piece of white paper and his breathing was gone. Of course, there was still residual warmth in his body. He was definitely using the Turtle Breathing Technique to prolong his life.
"Damn it!"
Cursing, Su Bai stretched out his hand and put the monk's body on his left shoulder.
"This sovereign is powerless!"
Gyatso let out a sigh. The hatchet was integrated into his body as his Natal Weapon. He knelt in front of Tyrant and his breathing was weak.
When Su Bai passed by, he also carried Gyatso and placed him on his other shoulder.
Su Bai only felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier. He couldn't help but want to release his strength, otherwise, his whole body would collapse. However, Su Bai was very clear that releasing his strength would also release the endless negative emotions in his heart. At that time, Tyrant and Gyatso would definitely die here, and he would become a beast wrapped up by resentful spirits.
"Hold on!"
"Hold on!"
Su Bai shouted to himself in his heart.
At this time, the windbreaker automatically appeared and appeared on Su Bai's body. However, this wasn't Su Bai's summon because Su Bai didn't dare to summon it at this moment!
Magical tools had spirits, and the windbreaker was even more so. Although Su Bai had erased the original consciousness of the windbreaker when he fused with his Natal Weapon and completely integrated it into his body, Su Bai didn't erase the windbreaker's spirit. At this time, even if the windbreaker didn't have a spirit, it was finally out of control. In other words, it wasn't the windbreaker that went out of control, but Su Bai's own emotions and rationality had become so chaotic that he began to command the magical tool on Su Bai's body.
"F * ck …"
The windbreaker wrapped around Su Bai and began to fly backward. Su Bai roared and inserted one of his hands into the concrete below to stop his declining momentum.
Gyatso and the monk landed on Su Bai's body.
Su Bai's entire face had turned red. He shook his head desperately, but no one knew what he was thinking.
"Who is it? Who is it? Who is it? Who is it? Who is it?"
Su Bai let out this kind of angry roar,
Even though he knew that at this time, there must be a group of people hiding behind the scenes, watching his angry roar and secretly delighted. He was like a monkey dancing on a red-hot iron plate for others to admire.
Now, he couldn't even control his own magical tool.
Around him..,
The vengeful spirits were faint and kept roaring. They kept crashing against Su Bai's psychological defense line and kept nibbling away at the rationality in the depths of Su Bai's heart.
Depression..,
Depression..,
And depression..,
It's like the ocean is pouring down on your head!
Gyatso and the monk's bodies were lying on the side. Their Dharmakaya had self-immolated and their injuries were extremely serious. Their divine senses had fallen into silence. They did not have to worry about going crazy because of the surrounding environment, but how could the vengeful spirits and vengeful spirits around them be weak?
If Su Bai was not beside the two of them, countless vengeful spirits and vengeful spirits would have whizzed over and eaten the monk and Gyatso's bodies clean!
In Su Bai's eyes, the bloody light had already occupied more than 90%. The clarity above the spiritual platform was like a candle in the wind, about to be extinguished at any time.
However, at this moment, Su Bai stopped shouting. Su Bai stopped shouting. Even the windbreaker that had already "rebelled" actually calmed down at this moment. It was like a considerate little cotton-padded jacket that was ironed and stuck to Su Bai's body.
He knelt on one knee and supported himself on the concrete ground with both hands
This sudden disaster..,
Came without any warning, and there was no rationality in it..,
Even Su Bai found it hard to believe,
The monk and Gyatso, who had been talking excitedly in the car just now, were now on the verge of death.
This is really an unexpected disaster.
However, the corner of Su Bai's mouth revealed a smile,
He nodded slowly,
"Damn monk, you predicted that I would come to this, didn't you?
You predicted that even if you and Gyatso burned your Dharmakaya, you would not be able to successfully open a path for me to leave this place, right?!
"Previously, you told me that as long as I could preserve your bodies, you would owe me a favor. At that time, I was still wondering why you became so polite,
"Now, I finally understand."
The blood color in Su Bai's eyes began to fade. His eyes became completely clear and transparent. The fire around his body dissipated without a trace. The blood race bloodline was completely restrained, and the zombie bloodline was completely silent.
He slowly stood up,
He took a deep breath,
He was like a tired person who had just done many squats on the ground. When he stood up, he felt much more comfortable
However, the touch of coldness on Su Bai's body had become almost as cold as water droplets at this time. His every move carried an absolutely indifferent aura.
He bit the tip of his tongue lightly, and a mouthful of blood fell onto the concrete ground. It splashed out, and the blood was instantly sucked dry by the surrounding vengeful spirits.
"Good, good. Daddy still has more blood here. Daddy has plenty of it, hehehe …"
Su Bai laughed as he sprinkled blood. The surrounding vengeful spirits were completely attracted at this moment, and Su Bai's expression was as usual. In fact, he was much calmer than usual.
If the monk and Gyatso were awake and saw Su Bai's current appearance, they would probably be so scared that their teeth would ache,
This guy..,
Was acting up again,
If he was acting up, the severity of his madness would be much colder and more unscrupulous than the so-called heart demon, or the so-called wild beast!
..
At the foot of Mount Zhijin, Count Sha Er observed the water vapor in front of him curiously. An image appeared in the water vapor.
"You guys want to deal with that Tibetan monk, right? But now, the other monk is also on the verge of death. That guy has also been possessed by the heart demon. This is the death of three veteran listeners in a row
"Could it be that the radio station gives special treatment to your Eastern listeners, so you won't be angry even if you play like this?"
Count Shar asked as he stood behind the two speakers like a curious baby.
Amuri, on the other hand, stood far behind. He was in charge of watching over Fatty who had been subdued. One less audience member killed meant one less punishment, so they only sealed Fatty, who was already heavily injured, and did not kill him.
One of the two speakers was very young, about eleven or twelve years old, and the other was very old, about seventy or eighty years old.
"Earl, you're wrong. We've come here just to release the souls of the dead from purgatory and accumulate merit. If anything happens to these dead souls or the eight thousand corpses, it'll be a catastrophe for the living beings and the human world.
"We Buddhists should take the responsibility of saving the world and the people. As for the three people who came into contact with these eight thousand corpses, it was beyond our expectations. Now, if these vengeful souls want to be reincarnated as humans and not become animals, they can only disperse their resentment to others. They have been sealed underground for sixty years, and the only impression they have is the three people who just entered the underground.
Now, it seems that the three listeners have really suffered an undeserved disaster.
We are also suffering because of this, but the eight thousand vengeful souls are more important. We can only do this against our will. We believe that the three listeners are also reasonable people, and they also know the importance of this matter. One person went to expiate a thousand people, even if he died nine times, he would not regret it. "
The speaker looked like a child, but when he spoke, he sounded especially old. Obviously, this speaker's real age was not as simple as it looked.
"Buddha is merciful. After the matter is over, we will definitely do a great expiation for the three listeners and accumulate great merit. I hope that they can reach paradise soon." The old speaker said.
At this time, in this place, there were only the two speakers, Amuri, Count Shar, and the unconscious Fatso.
Hearing these words, Count Shar stuck out his tongue. He used to think that the politicians in his country who liked to give speeches and appear in front of the people, even the layers of dust on their leather shoes, were hypocritical and disgusting enough. In the end, he did not expect to meet a master of hypocrisy in the East.
Count Shar chuckled. "I will believe this explanation for the time being, but do you think that the broadcast is as understanding as I am?"
The young speaker clasped his hands together and said with compassion, "If the broadcast wants to punish us, we are willing to accept the punishment."
Earl Shar was speechless. He knew what the loudspeakers were trying to do. They insisted that it was an accident, but the broadcast would definitely know everything. However, that was the rule of the broadcast. It was omniscient and inflexible. Plus, the loudspeakers were doing a good deed. Therefore, the broadcast would be punished, but it would not be as serious as killing three senior listeners.
The speakers probably accepted the punishment in their hearts, but to them, as long as they got rid of the "righteous" Tibetan monk, they could really promote the establishment of a country. When that time came, they would be blessed by the country's fate, and they would gain far more than what they would lose.
Earl Sha Er was already planning in his heart. Let's continue watching this show. If these loudspeakers really didn't suffer too much, and they really achieved their goal and obtained the fate of the nation, then could I do the same?
For example, the Scots and the Welsh wanted independence from the British Empire for a very long time. It was not like he did not have a chance. At most, as a member of the royal family, he could be the vanguard of national liberation.
However, Count Sha Er immediately realized that something was wrong. He asked, "Those two are crippled, and the remaining one has turned into a beast. Why do I feel that something is wrong? He actually dispersed his blood energy to rope in those resentful souls."
The young speaker's face immediately sank. He said doubtfully, "No, something has changed. This person did not become a beast. This is not a sign of being invaded by resentful souls!"
The old speaker asked, "But this person has lost all his rationality. The Poor Monk can clearly sense this. He has lost all his rationality."
Count Shar pointed at the water vapor and asked, "Eh, what is he doing? Is he taking 8,000 resentful souls on an outing? "
The young speaker and the old speaker's faces suddenly changed. They were so shocked that they stood up from the ground. They could not believe what was happening at this time, because this scene made them feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.
At this time, Amuri was no longer watching over the unconscious Fatso. He directly appeared behind the two speakers.
"Senior brothers, what is he trying to do?" Amuri asked.
The two speakers' faces were almost as white as paper. The old one stretched out his trembling hand and almost screamed, "He is crazy!
"He's crazy. He wants to bring 8,000 resentful souls who have been imprisoned underground for 70 years to Shanghai!"
"F * ck, f * ck, OMG, you Easterners are too scary. This matter has nothing to do with me. I was just passing by, just passing by. The broadcast is above me, God is above me, this really has nothing to do with me."
Count Shar was so scared that he immediately took out a precious space scroll. At this time, he did not hesitate to use the most precious space scroll he had to leave this place. He was really scared. He was really afraid that the broadcast would put the blame on him. Even if it was just a little bit, he could not afford to bear it. He had to leave as soon as possible. Otherwise, if the broadcast determined that he was an accomplice, he would really have no place to cry.
Amuri was so scared that he almost sat on the ground. His lips were trembling. He said blankly, "He, how dare he? How can he still have the ability to move? Shouldn't he be like a beast that only knows how to run out and kill? How can he still bewitch the resentful souls!
Moreover, how can he take them to the city of Shanghai? How many people are there? How many living people are there?
How can he do that? "
…
Gyatso and the monk's bodies were carried on Su Bai's shoulders. The surrounding resentful souls had already left. Under Su Bai's control, they did not eat their bodies.
And in front, in a place that was faintly visible.
A mass of dark clouds was moving forward, moving forward continuously.
"Two people on the verge of death, two people who have exhausted all their vitality. What's there to eat? There's only a little bit of vitality left. It's like old bacon. There's not much oil left.
In front is Shanghai, with a population of tens of millions.
That's your heaven. That's where you should go.
What's so good about reincarnation? After reincarnation, will you still be you?
Let's go to Shanghai. Let's eat people. Let's eat a lot of people. Let's eat each and every one of them into malicious spirits and stay in the human world forever. Isn't that the best? "
Su Bai spoke as he walked. He had a smile on his face. It was a very charming smile. The surrounding resentful souls naturally followed him forward.
Then, inadvertently, Su Bai turned his head slightly and looked at the position above his head. He said softly,
"Come on, if you want to die, let's die together.
Come on, let's hurt each other.
It's you guys who made me crazy.
I'm crazy.
Even I'm afraid of myself. "
…
At the foot of Mount Zhijin, the two loudspeakers and Amu Li quickly woke up from their fear and panic. The two loudspeakers began to burn their souls and began to destroy the Soul Guiding Array on the construction site as fast as possible. Amu Li, on the other hand, used himself as a seal to block the connection between the underground research institute and the surface. He did not hesitate to use his lifespan and his cultivation to cut off the connection between the eight thousand corpses underground and the outside world.
At this moment, the three of them were almost using their own lives and their own cultivation to destroy everything that the three of them had painstakingly set up here at all costs.
They had to make the vengeful souls completely disappear before that madman brought the eight thousand vengeful souls into Shanghai!
Otherwise..,
If they had previously thought that the "accidental death" of the three listeners, even if the broadcast punished them, they would be able to withstand it and accept it. But what if, on the basis of the deaths of these three listeners, a metropolis with tens of millions of permanent residents was also destroyed in one fell swoop?
"That person is really a madman, he's really a psychopath. He's crazy, he's crazy.
He really dares to bring vengeful souls to Shanghai! "
"Quick, quick, quick. At all costs, destroy the array here. At all costs, destroy the connection with the vengeful souls over there. Let the vengeful souls over there disappear. Otherwise, our lives will be over!"
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