Chapter 33 I like this sacrifice
The most nervous person was Jiang Yuan's captain, Xu Qiang. "What kind of gang are you from? This kid is from the Metaphysics Guild and has never done anything bad. You..."
"Captain Xu, don't be nervous." Duan Anluo heard the other party's concern and responded gently: "Thank you for taking care of my child."
"Are you his great-grandfather?" Everyone in the team knew that Jiang Yuan's great-grandfather had come looking for him. Hearing Jiang Yuan say that he was young and very powerful, Xu Qiang breathed a sigh of relief, but then his heart began to tighten again. "Are you possessing Jiang Yuan?"
The kid didn’t say that his great-grandfather was a ghost!
Duan Anluo loosened the rope in his hand to avoid strangling the two men to death at once, and explained with a smile: "The secret technique of the sect, I am a living person."
Xu Qiang finally relaxed. "Then I won't ask any more questions. I'm glad you're alright."
"I left two helpers to watch over these two people. Come and get them."
Xu Qiang understood what he meant and quickly said, "Wait for us to come over, don't act on your own!"
Duan Anluo opened the car door and prepared to get out. "If we take too long, we'll alert the enemy."
The two little foxes that had been following Jiang Yuan strangled the two men's necks with their tails. When they were about to strangle them to death, they loosened their tails to let them breathe. Fearing that they would run away, they tightened their tails again.
At the critical moment of life and death, red lines grew around the middle-aged man's pupils, and the shadow of an animal vaguely appeared on his body.
The little fox slapped his mouth with her claws and scolded him in a milky voice, "You think you're worthy enough to play tricks on me? If this place weren't so small, I'd rip out your soul and use it as a bell!"
Duan Anluo got out of the car, took two steps and looked at his legs, then took two more steps and looked again. He was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. They were so short!
He took small steps into an abandoned yard, walked to the end, pushed open a small door, and a small hole appeared on the ground.
Duan Anluo looked around, drew a void talisman and flew down to explore the way. After making sure there was no danger, he followed.
There was a pitch-black basement below. After walking about ten meters, a faint light appeared in front of me.
A narrow underground passage, at the end of the corner, there is another iron gate.
Duan Anluo thought of what Xiao Liu had said to Jiang Yuan, that the temple was planning to expand and buy up the entire back area. It looked like they were planning to make the underground area like a rat hole, which would not only serve as a den for criminals but also allow them to escape at any time.
I don’t know why they still ran away even though the temple was collapsed.
After entering and walking about ten meters, I saw a door ajar and a pungent smell of blood hit me in the face.
Duan Anluo saw a middle-aged man wearing glasses and with a gentle appearance standing at the door, as if he was waiting for him.
Duan Anluo said politely, "Uncle, I'll get the meat."
The person in charge was stunned: "What kind of meat?"
Duan Anluo waved the sack in his hand: "Didn't you ask me to get the meat? I've brought the sack, but where's the meat?"
The person in charge scoffed inwardly: "After hypnosis, you still remember the meat? The last person who was hypnotized remembered to go home and do homework. It has been burned into powder and used as flower fertilizer. Bone meal makes flowers bloom extraordinarily beautifully."
Duan Anluo sighed, "He even deceived an idiot. He's really not a human being."
The space here wasn't large, only about a hundred square meters, and it looked like a place for sacrifice. Countless iron hooks hung on the walls on both sides, covered in a lot of black blood. So much blood had seeped into the walls, and the stench was emanating from there.
At just one glance, Duan Anluo saw countless stray cats and dogs hanging there, struggling desperately.
He closed his eyes, letting the image flash by, the red in his pupils deepening.
In the center stands a three-meter-high statue of a Bodhisattva, standing barefoot on a lotus platform, holding a double-headed flower in his hand, looking down.
With its eyes narrowed and a faint smile on its lips, it looked even more evil than the Buddha statue in the yard.
Duan Anluo raised his head, looked into the Buddha's eyes, and said indifferently, "Even if this image has been abandoned by the Bodhisattva, you cannot touch it."
The person in charge noticed something was wrong and stepped back cautiously, "Who are you?"
Under Duan Anluo's feet, pure Buddhist true energy formed a lotus that looked similar to the soles of the Buddha statue's feet. As the spiritual energy increased, the lotus began to grow larger.
"I am a practitioner of Buddhism, Taoism and Taoism. I am whoever you think I am." Duan Anluo walked in step by step. With every step, the lotus under his feet grew a little bigger.
Until it was as big as the lotus platform at the feet of the Bodhisattva sculpture, he stopped and the petals bloomed, revealing an identical lotus platform inside.
Duan Anluo looked around and smiled happily, but his eyes were cold. "This place is great. No matter how loud the noise is, no one will hear it."
Unfortunately, he lacked a thug, so he had to do it alone.
The petals suddenly scattered, and Duan Anluo raised his hand, "Get up!"
A spiritual lotus cage instantly enveloped the entire space. Within the cage, black evil energy surged. Duan Anluo looked at the Buddha statue with a smile, "I like this offering very much!"
The black evil energy was like a sticky liquid, madly absorbing all the negative energy in the cage... evil energy, ghost energy, resentment, murderous energy... Anything that came into contact with the black energy would be devoured.
The holy lotus, the solemn Buddha statue, and the evil black air were mixed together and gently stirred by the small hand, forming a strange confrontation scene.
The person in charge was scared. This kid was just pretending to be stupid!
What a fucking pretentious guy!
He wanted to escape, but bumped into the cage. The lotus turned into a sharp thorn and stabbed towards his throat, but at the moment of piercing, the tip barely stopped.
Duan Anluo endured and endured, and finally his spiritual energy turned into a rope and tied the man up. He didn't want to kill Jiang Yuan with his own hands. After a while, the child's colleagues came and the child was in trouble for explanation.
Duan Anluo felt so comfortable tying the other person up like this, so he just hung the person up, like those small animals, and hung him on the wall, like bacon waiting to be dried.
After hanging the man, Duan Anlu still felt unsatisfied, so he simply hung the man upside down. He did not cut open his stomach and hung him up, which was a sign of his mercy.
Jiang Yuan was still wondering why he hadn't beaten this scumbag to death. He was so excited that he almost fainted. This was how he imagined himself! This was it!
He imitated Duan Anluo's movements in his mind. He raised his hand and a spiritual array erupted. His Taoist Qi allowed him to kill any god or Buddha who stood in his way! With every move, lotus blossomed. The immense Buddhist spiritual energy left no place for the enemy to hide, annihilating them in smoke! "Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Duan Anluo twitched his lips and reminded him: "Yuan'er, you are too noisy."
Jiang Yuan quickly covered his mouth. Had he already screamed out in excitement? He was about to pout. He was so excited.
At this time, the Buddha statue's expression also changed slightly with Duan Anluo's movements.
The person in charge who was hung upside down on the wall suddenly realized at this moment: the dwarf had taken the Buddha statue as a sacrifice!
Duan Anluo snapped his fingers, and the black energy turned into black lines that climbed on the statue like vines, absorbing the evil aura attached to it.
Hou Qing's ability is in his hands, and he plays with him like his son. Duan Anluo is now very open-minded. Since it does not harm anyone and can strengthen the body after absorbing these evil spirits, why not use it?
A knife, in the hands of a good person, is a good knife for slaying demons and eliminating evil.
In the hands of bad people, it is an evil knife that kills people indiscriminately.
It all depends on the character of the person using it.
As the black gas absorbed more and more negative energy, the Buddha statue suddenly moved!
Creak... creak... the harsh friction sound echoed in the enclosed space, and then the Buddha statue, which had been half-closed its eyes, opened its eyes.
Duan Anluo stood still and gently reminded the thing inside: "Come out, don't destroy this Dharma body."
At the same time, the pile of animal carcasses piled up in the corner, which had not yet been dealt with, began to move strangely!
They stood up unsteadily. Some of them had been dead for many days. Their bodies had already rotted and were even covered with maggots, emitting a strong stench of decay.
Some were disemboweled, with their internal organs dragging outside. The pain before death was engraved on their faces like masks, and their suffering can still be seen today.
Some were missing arms and legs, with only stumps left, unable to even stand. But at this moment, they seemed to be pulled by invisible strings, struggling and staggering to their feet.
Duan Anluo's eyes focused, and his spiritual energy suddenly pressed down. "Bang!" A dull loud noise exploded in the enclosed space.
The rotten animal corpses that had just stood up were instantly knocked down by the spiritual energy, and then the evil energy controlling them was forcibly sucked away.
Realizing that if this continued, his own strength would be drained away, the Buddha statue slapped Duan Anluo's head with its palm. Duan Anluo stood still, and the lotus petals moved according to his thoughts, stacking into three layers, with countless spikes growing on them, facing upwards like armor.
With a loud bang, one of the Buddha statue's stone arms was shattered.
Duan Anluo waved his hand, fanning the stone dust from his face. "I warned you not to destroy this Dharma body, but why didn't you listen?"
Duan Anluo's attitude completely angered the Buddha statue. The animal corpses that were knocked down by the shock began to move again. Some of them struggled so hard that they broke their bones. They dragged their bodies and internal organs and crawled on the cold ground, making a teeth-grinding sound of bones rubbing against each other.
Duan Anluo's face turned cold, "If you disregard life and play with the dead, you will never become a Buddha!"
This Buddha statue absorbed the resentment of the small animals before they died and became spiritual. Even though it knew how the small animals died, it still accepted the believers' sinful killing of animals. It looked like a Bodhisattva, but it did not inherit any Buddha nature.
The stone turtle on Chengliang Peak, the human head stone on Machun Mountain, the stone monkey on Pingzheng Dam... Similar stones in nature were destroyed by humans when they were about to take shape. Not only would their formation cause changes in heaven and earth, but also because they have no three souls and no human heart.
The Buddha statue that had lost one arm pressed down on Duan Anluo. The space was too small, so Duan Anluo could only dodge continuously. Without a thug by his side, it was difficult to work!
He had sent a message to Si Cang that afternoon, but the warrior hadn't replied. Duan Anluo had no other options. Si Cang had evolved and was no longer easy to trick. If he couldn't trick him anymore, he would just have to hire a few skilled thugs.
Si Cang, the warrior, was powerful, but disobedient and cunning. As a thug, you had to hit wherever you were told to, not study the boss, and certainly not carry him around like a charm.
Duan Anluo was calculating in his mind, but his movements were not slow. After taking a few quick steps back, he clenched his left hand. The vast spiritual energy instantly condensed, stretched, and took shape in his palm, turning into an ancient and majestic spiritual longbow.
Among the six arts of a gentleman, archery is one of them.
He pointed his right hand in the air, and the black evil energy turned into an arrow and was placed on the string. Its target was not the important parts of the Buddha statue, but it shot towards the shoulders, abdomen and legs of the Buddha statue in a cunning way.
The moment the tip of the arrow touched the Buddha statue, it suddenly turned into a black claw, grabbing the evil spirit hidden inside the statue.
Duan Anluo grabbed one end and pulled it back hard!
A voice that was neither human nor animal came out from the Buddha statue, and it was in a stalemate with Duan Anluo. The thing inside was reluctant to leave this stone body and refused to come out no matter what.
Duan Anluo gritted his teeth and pulled, but it didn't move. He was a little angry and said, "Am I playing tug-of-war with you?"
He made hand gestures with his left hand, "God of Thunder, obey my command, slay the evil—submit!"
“Boom!!”
A blinding purple lightning flashed out of nowhere, tearing through the darkness of the underground space. With divine power, it struck the Buddha statue's head precisely.
Amidst the deafening explosion, stone chips flew everywhere and smoke and dust filled the air!
The Buddha statue fell heavily to the ground and shattered into pieces!
Duan Anluo dodged the falling stones in panic. He needed a thick-skinned immortal to protect him. Xiaobai would be fine, but unfortunately Xiaobai's soul contract was with Si Cang.
At the other end of the black dragon claw, a mass of black substance condensed from resentment was completely exposed to the air. It rolled and twisted, gradually outlining the shadow of a miniature, but more evil and hideous Bodhisattva.
This is the soul that controls the Buddha statue.
It still couldn't escape the control of the black dragon claws, and could feel its strength being rapidly sucked away. It said in panic, "If you let me go, I will guarantee you immortality and the cure of all your illnesses."
Duan Anluo asked sarcastically, "Can you guarantee my immortality and cure all my illnesses by transferring other people's vital energy?"
He approached the other person step by step. "Is it because they are young, energetic, and full of life essence? Is it because they are inexperienced and easily deceived by lies?"
Duan Anluo's expression grew colder and colder. "Which child isn't the apple of their parents' eyes, the fruit of their parents' care and effort, nurturing them for over a decade? Their lives have just begun, yet they've become victims of your recruitment of believers. The most hateful thing is," Duan Anluo slapped his chest in anger, "you won't even let such an idiot go!"
Jiang Yuan was so excited that his soul was shaking and so happy that he couldn't stand steadily: Ah?
Duan Anluo raised his hand, and the black evil energy condensed into a narrow-backed Tang sword. Just when he was about to kill the evil spirit, his soul suddenly shook.
Duan Anluo's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad feeling.
He chopped down in a hurry, but before he could touch the head of the evil creature, the Tang sword turned into a shadow and dissipated above the head of the evil creature.
Jiang Yuan, who suddenly regained control of his body, was stunned: This... is not, that, where is the master?
Duan Anluo returned to his own body and looked at his hands in shock. His body had not fully recovered yet, and the time of possession was so short!
"Grandmaster? Grandmaster?!" Jiang Yuan called out twice, but found no response. He then looked at the gloomy and bloody surroundings, and then at the statue beneath his feet, which had been freed from its restraints...
Jiang Yuan gritted his teeth, took two steps back, and turned around silently.
The statue sensed that the aura that was oppressing it had disappeared. Black resentment surged, and it slowly stood up, its murderous intent so thick that it wanted to drown Jiang Yuan. "You're looking for death!"
Jiang Yuan immediately ran out, his short legs running like he was hurdling, almost throwing himself flat on his back, "Captain, save me!!!"
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