The evil Buddha's voice is inhuman, unpleasant and strange, as if it can pierce the eardrum and cause lifelong trauma. Few ordinary people can withstand it.
Many people left the live broadcast room, and even those who stayed in the room muted their voices. This was a live broadcast room with hundreds of millions of fans, but at this moment, it was almost like an encrypted conversation.
An Rugu raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "Don't you even know the Maoshan Lightning Induction Technique?"
Last time, she used this trick to deal with Qingshan Ghost King, a ghost from the underworld. When the other party saw the golden lightning, he quickly understood.
However, this evil Buddha does not seem to be very smart and is far inferior to the Ghost King of Qingshan.
When the evil Buddha came to his senses, he realized that he had overthought and became arrogant again.
Countless people were mumbling, full of compassionate words: "Donor, what's the good of being a human? The Western Paradise is the supreme heaven, why not convert to Buddha and ascend to paradise together!"
An Rugu was too lazy to argue with the evil spirit, and moved his fingertips slightly. The golden light of thunder in the sky became deeper and deeper, illuminating the sky of the ancestral hall of Foxin Village as bright as day.
Maoshan's lightning-inducing technique is useless against others, but it is like a nuclear weapon against evil spirits.
The residents of Foxin Village were horrified and looked up at the sky. After a long time, they knelt down, and their faces, which had been numb like dead water, suddenly came alive.
"Thor? Is that Thor? Please, Thor, give Xiaojun back to me."
"I don't want immortality or longevity, I just want my children."
The moment they saw the thunder and lightning, they suddenly recalled that day more than ten years ago.
The village chief convened a meeting and brought them to the main hall of the ancestral hall. A golden Buddha statue stood high in the hall, looking down at the people below with cold eyes.
All children under the age of ten were taken away, including infants in swaddling clothes. Even unborn children were booked.
As long as they leave the village, they will be unable to sleep all day, and the evil Buddha's whispers will always ring in their ears. Many people will never return to the village, and eventually go crazy.
The evil Buddha may have done this for merit, not because he did not benefit them. He made them live longer and younger than their peers.
But they understand that what they enjoy is not their own life span, but what they get in exchange for selling their children. Only those who have experienced it can understand the feeling of separation from their loved ones.
Maybe there are people who are willing to change, but they don't want to.
…………
The golden lightning in the sky condensed the power of heaven and earth, as if it could tear the sky apart. The evil Buddha only took a glance, and red blood beads appeared in the Buddha's eyes.
In the void, the evil Buddha faced the pressure of thunder, his eyes widened, his hands clasped together, his face full of compassion, and he was somewhat submissive: "Amitabha, donor, put down the butcher knife, and turn back."
"If you mind those children, I will send them back."
As soon as he finished speaking, the secret passage behind the Buddha statue suddenly opened, and the sound of children crying reached his ears.
Inside the secret passage
"Brother Zining, when can we leave?" the boy cried in fear.
He grew up in a dark secret passage and had never seen the sun in his life. He could only breathe the outside air when others brought him food.
He can accept darkness, unless he has never seen light.
Wei Zining, who was about seven or eight years old, held the baby in his arms, lowered his voice, hushed, and said cautiously, "Speak softly, don't let anyone hear you."
The boy shrank his neck when he heard this, and hummed, his heart full of gratitude.
Wei Zining also grew up in a secret room, but he illuminated everyone like the sun. He never tired of learning from those who were sent here after going to school. Whenever they broke down, he would come to comfort them. Without him, they might have given up long ago.
In an instant, the door opened and dozens of children were pushed to the door by an invisible force.
Countless voices echoed in the hall: "Amitabha, you guys go."
Many children: “!!!”
The sunlight outside was so dazzling that it made people cry, but they were tears of shock and joy.
Some people even suspected that they were dreaming. Why did the bad guy suddenly let them go?
The evil Buddha looked at the group of children viciously, his eyes lingering.
If the Buddha descended, it would surely cause a strange phenomenon in the heaven and earth, and the fragrant smell would not be blocked even from a distance of thousands of miles. He had planned for so long, spent countless time and energy, but before the Buddha appeared, he was intercepted by someone.
He suppressed the surging anger in his heart, put his hands together, and said again: "Amitabha, this should be fine."
An Rugu didn't know why the evil Buddha called these children here, but he felt that he was not a good person. He looked calm and raised his hand to put away the lightning.
The overwhelming dark clouds dispersed, and the golden thunder returned to the sky and disappeared.
When the evil Buddha saw that the pressure had disappeared, he breathed a sigh of relief and his eyes rolled around.
This man is obviously a good person. After this matter is over, he will sneak back and take them all away.
An Rugu turned on the mute function of the live broadcast room and turned to look at the lazy little white dragon next to him.
When Xiao Bailong saw her looking at him, he laughed out loud: "I said it was the evil Buddha, am I right?"
"How do you know?"
"The Ji River runs through so many towns, and I have seen everything that happened in those towns. I have seen people worship this evil Buddha."
An Rugu thought for a moment and asked, "Can you solve it?"
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"Little evil Buddha." Xiao Bailong straightened up, his face full of seriousness, trying to restore his weak image in her heart: "Even if my strength is damaged, it won't take half a minute to beat him, right?"
An Rugu said decisively: "Then I'll leave it to you."
The thunder was too destructive and there were so many people around that she was worried about hurting other people.
"Of course I can." The little white dragon stretched out its claws and pressed them on Bie's deflated belly, complaining, "But you told me that you would take me out for dinner after that damn live broadcast is over."
That's why he waited until now.
"I'll talk to you when I get back."
Little White Dragon turned his head away, feeling dissatisfied, and snorted: "You have delayed several times, I don't believe you."
Seeing this, An Rugu took out his phone and booked the highest-rated hotel in South City. He put the phone in front of Xiao Bailong and said, "The room is booked."
The braised pork is red and mellow, the roast suckling pig is red with a hint of gold, and the roasted whole lamb is burnt and tasty...
The next second, the little white dragon soared into the air with a whoosh, flying into the sky like an arrow from a bow, and there was no figure beside it.
An Rugu had no choice but to remind him: "Can you become invisible? Remember not to scare others."
"clear!"
..............
Even though the police were well-informed, they had never seen so many children locked in a secret room, and they were terrified.
There were babies in swaddling clothes and people in their twenties. One after another, it took a long time to deliver them all. Over more than ten years, they raised more than twenty people in total.
The evil Buddha finally stopped talking in delirium, and everyone returned to normal.
The burly exploration anchor ran outside the ancestral hall and cried to the audience in the live broadcast room: "I have explored so many ghost villages, but none of them have real things. I finally wanted to relax, but I encountered something scarier than a ghost."
As the strange sound disappeared, the audience in the live broadcast room also came back and laughed at what was said.
[Ghost Hunter: Who would have thought that I would actually get the real thing this time? ]
[Damn, I really want to know how they solved it, but the sound was too scary, my sanity dropped drastically, so I had to mute it. Did you hear what happened? ]
[I vaguely heard someone say, "Why do gods have to trouble gods?" Could it be that the host is a god? 】
[What? Is this the first time you know this? The anchor is so awesome, if he is not a god on earth, he is at least a god in reserve.]
[Hahahaha, the evil Buddha personally sealed the deal. ]
Seeing how scared Xiao Zhang was, An Rugu simply said, "You often go to places with strong yin energy, which affects your body and mind. You can come to Chuyun Temple to buy a jade pendant to ward off evil spirits. Wearing it with you will be much better."
Brother Zhang felt that she had saved his life, and nodded hurriedly, wishing he could fly to Chuyun Temple right now: "Okay, okay, I'll go after get off work. I really can't stay in this damn place for a moment."
Seeing that the people from the Special Management Bureau intervened and Xiao Bailong also went there, An Rugu felt relieved and contacted the second person with a destiny, Dongfeng Express.
After the call was connected, a man wearing yellow clothes and a helmet appeared in the live broadcast room.
He was probably in his thirties, with the food delivery platform logo printed on his body and carrying food in his hands. He was not as anxious as other food delivery guys, but rather looked very relaxed.
He walked slowly towards the electric bike, not forgetting to say hello to An Rugu: "Hello, anchor. I'm delivering food. I was just watching your live broadcast at the entrance of the restaurant. I didn't expect to win a prize."
"Hello." An Rugu said politely.
When the destined person arrived, the audience in the live broadcast room instantly became excited.
【Let us welcome the second destined person! 】
【Warmly welcome the second great enemy! 】
[Are you not busy today? You actually have time to watch the live broadcast? ]
The destined person saw these comments and laughed and cursed: "My life is ordinary. I can't make a fortune, but I'm not unlucky either. I can't be blamed. There is not much business today. I waited for a long time and only got this one order."
He pinched his chin and thought for a moment, then sighed, "Host, when I was 20 years old, I consulted a fortune teller, who said that I would definitely wear a yellow robe and eat delicious food."
"I was thinking about wearing a yellow robe, wow, this is the rhythm of becoming an emperor. There were no emperors in that era. I guess he wanted me to become a rich man. At that time, I was still worrying about how to spend my money in the future."
"I didn't expect... that he would really wear a yellow robe and be accompanied by delicious fish and meat."
At this time, an enticing fragrance came.
Dongfeng Express suddenly opened his eyes wide, sniffed the air, looked at the takeaway in his hand, swallowed his saliva, and said with a straight look: "I don't know what this customer bought, it smells so good, my saliva is about to flow down."
The audience in the live broadcast room burst into laughter when they saw this.
[The God of Calculation! He is indeed wearing a yellow robe and is surrounded by delicious food, but he cannot eat any of it.]
【The delivery guy is attacking your takeaway! 】
【Guest: Smiling on the face, but feeling sad inside. 】
Dongfeng Express caught a glimpse of the rapidly scrolling comments and quickly put away his expression, saying with a smile: "You guys think too much. If I eat this, I'm afraid I'll have to file a complaint, and then my day's work will be in vain."
He immediately looked at An Rugu on the screen and touched the back of his head with his right hand: "Host, the fortune teller predicted my career so accurately, please do the same for me."
"Then you pay the divination fee, a high-energy salute."
"Okay." Dongfeng Express checked the time and saw that it was still early for delivery, so he gave a reward directly: "Host, how will my career be in the future? Can I make a fortune in the future?"
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An Rugu counted with his fingers, opened his eyes after a long while, and said to the other party with expectant eyes, "The eight characters are a waste of life and wealth, but the fortune is not good. The eight characters are all wealth stars and food injuries.
You will have ten years of good luck from the age of thirty-five to forty-five. You are hardworking and diligent, so you may not become extremely rich, but you can become a little rich. "
Dongfeng Express calculated the time, his face was full of smiles, his eyes were full of excitement, and he said enthusiastically: "I will be thirty-five this year, it seems that my fortune is coming. A small fortune is not bad, when I get rich, I will treat you to a meal."
"No need to treat me to a meal." An Rugu waved his hand.
Dongfeng Express was extremely excited. They got on the electric car, hung their cell phones around their necks, recalled the navigation location, and drove in the direction of the customer.
As time passed, the surroundings became more and more desolate, with no one in sight.
An Rugu calculated carefully and changed the subject: "Stop the car first. I think you will have a disaster this year."
When Dongfeng Express heard this, he almost lost his grip on the handle and was horrified: "What's wrong? Is there any disaster? Am I going to get some disease?"
An Rugu shook her head: "It's not a disease. I'm afraid you will be scared. You should stop the car first."
When Dongfeng Express heard that it was not a disease, he laughed and said, "It's nothing serious. I'm afraid that the customer will complain to me if he waits too long, so I'll stop there first."
Seeing this, An Rugu stopped trying to persuade him.
Soon, Dongfeng Express arrived in the suburbs. He stopped the car and looked at the address sheet on the takeaway. His pupils shrank inch by inch: "This is it."
"Wait, what, No. 13, Fangcao District, Nanhai Cemetery???"
He followed the navigation all the way without paying attention to the detailed address, and only then did he realize that the destination was the cemetery!
As soon as he finished speaking, the audience in the live broadcast room felt a chill all over their bodies.
[Oh my god, is the person who ordered takeout a ghost? My little heart can’t take it. ]
[Wow, I was just saying wow, this live broadcast room is getting more and more exciting, just like what it feels like to listen to ghost stories late at night. ]
[Everyone stay calm, there are staff at the cemetery, maybe they ordered takeout. ]
The cold wind blew, and Dongfeng Express's legs trembled. He looked around fearfully. The cemetery was in a nice environment, with green trees and a dark monster at the entrance, trying to devour him.
He couldn't help crying and wailing, "Host, you said I could become wealthy in the future, so I shouldn't lose my life here today, right?"
"You won't lose your life, but being frightened is inevitable," said An Rugu.
Dongfeng Express was reassured, but still afraid.
At this moment, new message suddenly came from the background of the mobile food delivery APP.
Customer: [Where is the rider? Why hasn’t he delivered the item yet? I’ve been waiting for so long that the flowers are almost withered. ]
Dongfeng Express took a deep breath, suppressed his fear, and replied: [Sorry, I have something to do. I can't deliver your takeaway. Can I buy it for you? ]
Although he was very afraid, he did not dare not communicate and thus receive complaints.
This takeaway smells really good, making him drool. It’s worth buying it.
Unexpectedly, the customer immediately replied: "No, I just like this. If you dare not send it to me, I will complain."
Dongfeng Express's scalp tingled: [But your delivery address is a cemetery. How many people have the courage to deliver food to you? Are you a human or a ghost? ]
The customer replied decisively: [Of course it’s the people, isn’t it just a matter of money? I’ll give you a red envelope. ]
With a ding-dong sound, the customer transferred six hundred and sixty-six yuan.
Dongfeng Express: “!!!”
"I want to personally deliver every takeaway to others, definitely not for tips!"
Anyway, the almighty anchor said that he would be fine, so let's just send him off.
He turned and entered the cemetery, navigated according to the location the other party sent him, and started looking for it.
Suddenly, a woman in white clothes came into view.
“Boom boom boom!”
She took a small stone and hit the tombstone hard, splashing a lot of stone powder.
Dongfeng Express was so frightened that he jumped up: "Ahhhh, there is a ghost."
"Where is the ghost?" The woman in white followed his gaze, looked around, her face full of confusion.
She was probably in her twenties, relatively young, with a ponytail, and looked very normal, just like any other passerby on the street.
Dongfeng Express breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it was a living person, and hurriedly walked towards the woman in white, looking for a sense of security: "Oh my God, you scared me to death, sister, I thought you were a ghost, what are you doing knocking on the tombstone here?"
"Oh my, you broke all the photos. The tomb owner must be mad at you."
The photo on the tombstone was smashed to pieces by the stones.
The woman in white hit the photo with a rock and said angrily, "What's there to be angry about?"
Dongfeng Express was somewhat bewildered when hearing this, and made a guess: "This is your enemy, so aren't you afraid that he will be angry?"
"You think too much." The woman in white cursed: "They picked such an ugly photo for me, I should be angry, okay!"
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