Chapter 105 Demon Sealing Stele

Zhang Ming urinated around the tree, and the top of the locust tree began to tremble slightly, as if it was blown by the breeze.

At the same time, the urine seeped down along the roots of the tree, slowly flowing to the roots of the basement below.

Then these roots swayed slightly like the tentacles of an octopus, and the female ghosts stuck on the roots fell down from the roots in a hurry.

The pen fairy ghost looked at this scene with an angry face and said, "Boy's urine? It must be that boy, damn it!"

After these female ghosts fell off the roots of the tree, they all made angry sounds, but no movement could be heard from above.

After Zhang Ming finished peeing, he looked around the tree and said, "Those female ghosts below must be feeling bad, hehe!"

Hu Fei said, "This tree is between the male and female dormitories, will it harm us?"

Zhang Ming shook his head and said, "I don't know yet, but the school is so yin-filled, I guess it's all because of this tree and the ghosts at the roots.

Although there are many ghosts and the yin is heavy, this is a school after all, there are more people, and the yang is also strong during the day, so it shouldn't be a big problem."

At this point, Zhang Ming was a little worried. There were many people in the school, and he thought that maybe the yin could be suppressed.

But what about when there are fewer people in the school? For example, on weekends? It's hard to say!

But at present, it seems that those ghosts can't come out, otherwise there wouldn't be only one Pen Fairy ghost chasing out.

And so far, it seems that only the Pen Fairy ghost can come out.

Although I don't know why, it is obvious that the Pen Fairy ghost is more special, but it alone cannot pose a threat to Zhang Ming.

So we have to figure out what's going on with the eighty ghosts, why they can't come out, and what's going on with this big tree!

Zhang Ming thought about it, and went back to the dormitory with Hu Fei, went out of the window again, walked to the big stone slab and looked at it.

This big stone slab is an ordinary stone, there is nothing strange about it.

But he looked carefully at the words on the stone slab, these words did not look like Chinese characters, but more like some strange runes.

But after careful confirmation, Zhang Ming felt that it was more like Sanskrit or Tibetan.

"Hu Fei, take a look, do these characters look like Sanskrit or Tibetan?" Zhang Ming asked Hu Fei.

Hu Fei looked at it and said, "It seems so. I'll check it online..." As he

said that, he took out his mobile phone, set the input method to Sanskrit translation, and began to imitate the characters on the stone tablet by handwriting.

Then he read out the large and obvious Sanskrit characters on the top of the stone according to the translated pronunciation:

"Om~~Ma~~Ni~~Pa~~Mi~~Hung......"

"Huh?" Hu Fei was stunned and said, "Om, Ma, Ni, Pa, Mi, Hum?"

Zhang Ming also heard something and said, "Isn't this similar to the six-character mantra of Buddhism?"

"I don't know the six-character mantra, but I know that monks say these six words." Hu Fei said.

Zhang Ming looked at the stone slab again, which was engraved with dense Sanskrit, and couldn't help but guess: "Could this be a Buddhist scripture?"

Hu Fei also thought it was possible. If so, then it could explain why the cave entrance was sealed and the female ghost inside could not come out.

The only thing that could not be explained was why the pen fairy ghost could come out!

Could it be that this stone slab engraved with the Buddhist six-character mantra and Buddhist scriptures was useless to the pen fairy ghost?

With doubts, the two returned to the dormitory. It was getting late and they had to rest.

The next day, the two had no classes in the afternoon, so they took a picture of the stone slab and ran to Huangmao to let Huangmao and Fatty look at the stone slab.

After taking a look, Huangmao also shook his head and said he didn't know.

But then he said that his master Zhang Quezi knew a monk who lived on a small hill not far behind this street, and they could go to him to ask for advice.

So Huangmao led the way and took Hu Fei and Zhang Ming to the small Buddhist temple on the hill.

The small Buddhist temple was a very small temple. Usually, people around would come to burn incense and add incense money, which was enough to support the lives of several monks in the temple.

There was an old monk in the temple, who looked to be fifty years old, very fat, with a round head, a round belly, and was sitting at the door of the temple.

When Zhang Ming and the others came, the monk stood up, put his hands together, and asked Huangmao with a smile:

"Huangmao, your master hasn't come back yet?"

"Master Sanyuan, my master hasn't come back yet." Huangmao said.

The monk nodded, then looked at Hu Fei first, and then said to Zhang Ming: "What's the matter with you, benefactor?"

Zhang Ming said: "Master, I would like to ask you to help me look at something!"

As he said that, Hu Fei handed the phone to Master Sanyuan. Master Sanyuan looked at Hu Fei again, then took the phone, took a look and said:

"The Demon-Sealing Stele!"

"What is the Demon-Sealing Stele?" Zhang Ming asked.

"The Buddhist demon-sealing stele has scriptures engraved on it, which can suppress and seal any ghosts and evil spirits. This thing is just like that, but it seems to be quite powerful."

Hearing this, Zhang Ming asked again: "Master, but this demon-sealing stele cannot seal a female ghost, what's going on?"

"Oh, this Buddhist demon-sealing stele is not like some of the Taoist sealing methods. This demon-sealing stele will always seal whoever it seals at the beginning, and it is ineffective against other ghosts."

Listening to the master's explanation, Zhang Ming thought that it really resembled the consistent style of Buddhism.

Indeed, Taoism is different. The methods and spells used by Taoists are feared by any demons and ghosts. Unlike Buddhism, sometimes they are targeted.

Just like Buddhist scriptures, they can subdue ghosts and can also save ghosts.

"Then Master Sanyuan, under this demon-sealing monument in my school..."

Zhang Ming told him about the situation in the school. After listening, Master Sanyuan was also slightly moved and said:

"Eighty ghosts... are hanging at the root of a big locust tree to transport Yin Qi? This tree... I'm afraid it has become a spirit!"

Zhang Ming was stunned and said, "No way? It's so exaggerated to say it has become a spirit?"

"If it is not a spirit, how can so many female ghosts be at the root of the tree to transport Yin Qi for it? This tree is definitely not easy to deal with!" Master Sanyuan said with his hands clasped together.

Zhang Ming asked again: "What should we do? Will there be any harm?"

"Of course there is. It gathers female ghosts and extracts their Yin energy for cultivation. If this tree becomes a spirit, it must be evil." Master Sanyuan frowned, and then said:

"Since there is a Demon-Sealing Stele suppressing the passage, it means that a Buddhist master once took action. That Demon-Sealing Stele is not simple either."

Then he looked at Hu Fei and said, "Well, you come in with me later, and I will teach you some Buddhist teachings. You slowly learn to use the Demon-Sealing Stele, and maybe you can unleash its power."

"Learn Buddhism?" Hu Fei shook his head and said, "No, you bald donkey, you want to trick me into becoming a monk?"

"Little guy, you have a connection with Buddha. Learning Buddhism can allow you to deal with ghosts and evil spirits. How can you not be willing?" Master Sanyuan looked at Hu Fei.

Hu Fei rolled his eyes and said, "Even if I am killed by ghosts, killed by zombies, and jump off from here, I will never learn Buddhism and become a monk."

Hearing this, the old monk stepped forward and whispered a few words in his ear. Hu Fei was stunned:

"Okay, then I will learn from you. Come on, teach me quickly!"

(End of this chapter)