59 Chapter 59 (Three in One)
◎What are you talking about? How dare you eat without paying?◎
The investigators' vigilance was immediately shattered by Ye Ping'an's unexpected action of tying up the Buddha statue.
That’s right, [Ghost Takeaway] is just low-level weirdness. After confusing people, their reaction is unlikely to be as agile as Ye Ping’an’s.
...It is even more impossible to kidnap the [Salvation Monk] in return.
Since we are not being attacked from both sides by monsters, no matter how strange the monster fighters who come to help are, they are still our own people.
As he got older, it was easy for him to get tangled up in his head trying to understand Ye Ping'an's outrageous logic. Zhou Xing silently looked at Yan Mingyue, who was being dragged away by the others.
The Buddha's roar of punishment had abruptly ended not long ago. Yan Mingyue wasn't immediately flattened like the van that had driven right into the Buddha's path. But the sound of Buddhist chants lingered in his mind, and his body subconsciously followed the group's advance.
The team stopped, and Yan Mingyue had just come to her senses when she received looks from her companions, indicating that she should continue communicating with Ye Ping'an.
Yan Mingyue: ...?
Wait, she was affected by the [Salvation Monk] for more than ten seconds, not more than ten hours, right?
Could the one who is tied up like a caterpillar be the [Salvation Monk] who has his back against the evil spirits and is beating them so hard that they can't get close to him?
This thing isn't actually growing entirely in the blood pool? Who's controlling it?
Following his teammates' gaze, Yan Mingyue saw...
Boss Ye shows the payment code with a smile on his face.
ah?
The investigator's habit of observing ghosts made her subconsciously look at the shorter van.
So the "Salvation Monk" can attack inanimate objects? If I can get out alive, the bonus, meal money, and car fare compensation should make Boss Ye happy...
So Boss Ye's strange creature can actually control all entities it touches?
However, the cost of using C-level and above monsters can't be so small that it's completely invisible, right? Not to mention that Ye Ping'an looks so good now!
Little question marks popped up one after another. Yan Mingyue felt like she was in a dream and almost found her tongue.
Although they had only been together for a short time, Yan Mingyue knew very well what the [Duhua Monk] should do when he was controlled. When he looked at where everyone was parked, he noticed the van that was blocking the road.
Yan Mingyue quickly took out a hundred-yuan note—they were supposed to be materials for exploring the mysterious patterns in the ghost cave—and gave it to Ye Ping'an, urging her to move the car. "Boss Ye, the rest of the money will be transferred later. We're going to catch the 'criminal' and we're going to Workshop No. 4..."
Before he could finish his words, the bubbling pool of blood suddenly began to churn.
The Buddha statue fell to the ground with a thud, tied up with ordinary hemp ropes and unable to break free. At the same time, the chanting of the old man on the lotus platform was interrupted again.
"You can actually suppress a 'monk'?" The hooded old man's face turned grim as he snorted coldly, "You're nothing more than an ant before the arrival of a god... Now you should have a taste of what it's like to be a hungry ghost in the sea of blood!"
The blood-colored oil dyed the inside of the lotus petals red, and the blood-colored pool water rolled like waves.
"We are friends now. I feel at ease if you transfer the money. I also want to go to No. 4. The road here is too narrow and difficult to walk on. I will drive you there?" Ye Ping'an smiled happily and took the money away.
Before Yan Mingyue could answer, her attention was also drawn to the movement in the pool. She was a little surprised, "The factory is still in operation?"
“So hungry… so hungry…”
The cries and the drooling sounds came from the bottom of the pool.
The viscous pool water was still blood red, but it had become translucent enough to see the bottom of the pool clearly.
It was also a wall of flesh made up of broken limbs and corpses with their eyes open frozen together.
But as the blood rolled, the corpses' mutilated or rotten mouths opened and closed, spitting out crazy desires, and their stomachs swelled, as if they came alive.
"Alms, has the alms started? Save us, save us, we are so hungry——"
Fierce faces rose from the bloody mess, their red eyes fixed on the living people outside the pool. They struggled forward desperately, eager to get a sliver of food.
Yan Mingyue stood in front of the car, with a pool of blood beside him. The shouting seemed to ring directly in his ears and penetrate into his mind.
The investigators' lips were pale, and a chill emanated from them, making them look more like corpses than living people.
The hemp rope tightened. Snake scales emerged densely. A shadow rose from beneath his feet, part of his body vaguely transformed into a shadow. Deep cuts from the ancient sword appeared on his body, though they had not yet broken. The unconscious body of the investigator, who looked like he was crouching in a black porcelain jar, shrank ever smaller...
Creature, hungry.
Ye Ping'an was completely oblivious to the silent changes. He leaned in to look at the splashing water and shook his head in disdain. "This isn't work, this is a performance. No wonder Workshop No. 4 is so small and the takeaway location only says No. 4. So they're not doing their job properly, and the oil pool is a special performance area provided by the factory leaders?"
"The water curtain laser show is quite clear, but the aesthetics are so low... Tsk tsk, is all that garbage outside a special decoration? Anyway, as a vulgar person with no artistic talent, I can't appreciate it. Even selling gutter oil is not allowed to be done like this, it's so dirty."
The hooded old man clearly heard the comments and was so angry that his vision went dark.
I'm not affected by the "Hungry Ghost" influence, perhaps because I have an extremely strong will. But what about poor taste and filthiness... Is the new investigator crazy?! Go ahead and curse me, and you'll be speechless soon.
The hooded old man used all his strength to make the blood pool surge. The hungry ghosts crawling out of the blood pool were getting closer and closer to the water surface. The sound was as if it had substance, and almost everyone felt the burning hunger.
The strong smell of blood, but also the rich and tempting aroma of food, kept drilling into people's noses.
Yan Mingyue felt her mouth dry, the hunger she'd barely suppressed since entering the ghost cave rising up, unable to stop. The hemp rope tightened, and she could already smell the weakness and decay of her body.
Damn it, damn it! Damn the hungry ghost! Damn the [hanging rope]! How could she fall here!
Yan Mingyue's calmness gradually dissipated as his will, which had been repeatedly damaged, was like a candle in the wind. His eyes were red with anger, and he instinctively couldn't help but greedily pursue the chance to survive and the chance to succeed.
Hunger is always there.
I am so hungry, so hungry... I take refuge in the Buddha, I take refuge in the Buddha...
The chaotic shouts and bursts of Buddhist chants continued to be heard, as if they had never disappeared.
"Hungry..." Yan Mingyue murmured in a trance.
Beside her, the investigator who was half stuffed in a jar and the investigator holding a knife both grumbled about being hungry.
"It's the three poisons of greed, anger and ignorance of hungry ghosts!" The captain and Zhou Xing insisted, gritting their teeth and giving reminders.
But they no longer had the strength to stand up and move forward, and were forced to get into a stalemate with the hungry monsters on their bodies.
Under the driver's seat of the van, the facial lines were faint and blurred.
The floor of the carriage seemed to have turned into a swamp. The few people who mechanically walked forward with their hands clasped together had most of them sunk in. However, they seemed to be afraid of something and did not swallow their prey whole.
The extinguished car lights reflected a pool of blood on one side and Ye Ping'an who was watching the performance on the other side. The car lights flickered slightly, and the sound of hungry swallowing could be heard from deep in the car.
Hearing the increasingly obvious cries of hunger, Ye Ping'an looked at the police officers with a subtle look, "Why are you all here watching the show? Why don't you get in the car and go to Workshop 4? If you're hungry, just eat. The food is all for you. We don't provide feeding services in this restaurant, let alone for a baby who is several hundred months old!"
Ye Ping'an patted the bag in Zhou Xing's hand, and the lid of the casserole rattled. The wet towel covering it fell off, revealing a crack.
The pig's trotters have been stewed until the soup is almost dry, and the gelatin is stuck to the surface. As soon as the lid is opened, a rich aroma of sauce rushes out.
The food is not exquisite, and it does not have the rich and stimulating aroma of the surging pool water, but the simple taste makes me feel like I’m back home.
When put together, there was immediately a strong sense of separation, and the strong fragrance of the blood pool seemed false.
Yan Mingyue came back to his senses with a start, only to find that he was so hungry that he bent over and almost touched the pool of blood.
The ancients said: One thought of greed and one thought of anger, every thought is confusing and the sea of desire is deep.
The hunger of hungry ghosts is not really because they are hungry, but because they are suffering from the three poisons of greed, anger and ignorance, and their desires are insatiable.
But... hunger seems to have changed?
An idea flashed through Yan Mingyue's mind. He hurriedly stepped back, opened the bag, and scooped out a spoonful of soybeans.
Many of the factory’s rules are related to “oil” and “meat”. I don’t dare eat pig’s trotters, but soybeans are okay.
The soft soybeans turn into a smooth bean paste as soon as you take a sip. After absorbing the sauce and the unique solid feeling of carbohydrates, a warm feeling slowly spreads from the stomach.
——It works! It’s not an illusion, Boss Ye’s food really works!
Yan Mingyue had an incredible guess.
Although I've never heard of any strange creature making food that can be eaten or used as supplies, the world is full of wonders. Is it possible that Boss Ye controls more than one special strange creature, and more than just C-level ones?
There were many things she couldn't figure out, but that didn't stop Yan Mingyue from taking action immediately. She quickly scooped up some soybeans and pressed them against the lips of her teammate, who was struggling to cope with the monster's backlash.
The unconscious investigator clenched his teeth, not caring if the beans were crushed into a paste in his mouth.
The captain and Zhou Xing, who were still struggling to hold on, paid some attention and were surprised to see that not only Ye Ping'an seemed unaffected by the hungry ghost, but Yan Mingyue, who almost fell into the blood pool, also became lively and energetic.
What's going on?
Before they could finish their thoughts, Yan Mingyue came over with a spoon and stuffed a spoonful of soybeans into their mouths, "Eat quickly!"
Both of them:?
Zhou Xing nearly choked to death on a spoonful of soybeans, his eyes wide open. "The weird thing... stopped. My body hasn't recovered any better, but it hasn't gotten any worse either. What did you give me to eat? Sand, a casserole???"
She was already in very poor health and could not taste anything, but the slight warmth in her stomach was particularly noticeable amidst the coldness all over her body.
The rich aroma that he had to resist with great difficulty before now smelled nauseating. He suddenly broke free from the chaotic greed and regained some composure.
The captain looked at Ye Ping'an deeply, then turned to Yan Mingyue, "Her strange thing..."
Yan Mingyue spread his hands: Don’t ask me, I just found out too.
team leader:……
Captain: "She just said she's going to deliver food to number 4. Does that mean she has a plan of action? Once the Blood Pond Hungry Ghost appears, the Lotus Platform will probably move. We can fully cooperate with her."
"It should be, it means literally." From [Half-Ghost] to [Charcoal Butcher], Yan Mingyue has never seen Boss Ye have any plans!
team leader:?
Crash~crash~
Hungry ghosts struggled and stretched out their hands from the depths of the bloody water, pushing the waves even bigger, but they were still some distance away from catching a living person.
Unable to catch anyone alive, the big ghost at the back grabbed the little ghost in front and opened its rotten mouth, but it couldn't bite the fat bloating in the other weird bellies.
The little ghost turned around and bit back, opening its mouth wide and trying to suck the fat from the big ghost's belly.
A pool of hungry ghosts were gnawing at each other, their gaping bloody mouths unable to take in any food. Their eyes grew redder and the water in the pool grew thicker.
The waves of the blood pool beat against the shore, and hungry ghosts big and small were tearing each other apart, just a hair's breadth away from climbing out of the water.
The captain and Zhou Xing stepped forward from the left and right, standing vigilantly beside Ye Ping'an.
"It's still a performance with actors and water curtains? They're soaked in gutter oil every time they perform. The actors must have made a huge sacrifice."
Ye Ping'an didn't even move, still standing on the shore, talking seriously to the group of hungry ghosts, "Can you help call someone? Whoever ordered takeout in workshop 4, come out and get it if it's here!"
On the lotus platform, the chanting of scriptures was nearing its end. The hooded old man listened to the nonsense outside and chanted with gnashing teeth.
Crash!
A group of hungry ghosts emerged from the water, the rich fragrance rose exponentially, the blood mist swayed, and the hungry growls in the van became louder and louder.
Hungry ghosts burst forth from the sea of blood, as if hell had descended. Above the throng of ghosts, the petals of a white lotus pedestal slowly opened, revealing a figure sitting cross-legged.
Although he was sitting there, his body could not be seen from any direction, as if he was just a vague shadow.
The oil in the lotus core was becoming less and less. As the oil lowered, the hooded old man's body had already lowered to the level of a hungry ghost face near the bottom. He looked at the shadow that appeared above the lotus seat, his eyes filled with ecstasy, "...Success! The descent has begun!"
The towering lotus petals and thick fog blocked his view, but the hooded old man used the power surging at the moment to clearly see everything outside.
It was as if he had become the shadow sitting high on the lotus.
After a slight pause in his gaze, the hooded old man was surprised to find that the people on the shore were not only not suffering from the pain of hungry ghosts, but seemed to be in good spirits again.
"Amitabha!"
The old voice chanted Buddha's name loudly, gazing at the ghosts in the sea of blood below with compassion.
The group of ghosts rushed up faster as if they were whipped.
The first hungry ghost to climb ashore gnawed at the ground, its face twisted in a mixture of pain and longing. Unable to swallow, yet still hungry.
"Is the show reaching its climax? Go find someone else to interact with." Ye Ping'an didn't care about the performance. With shining eyes, he waved at Workshop No. 4, where someone had appeared. "Customer of Workshop No. 4! Your takeaway has arrived. Come out and pay!"
Ye Ping'an shouted with full energy, and the van's headlights lit up with a faint light, like the slits of a person's eyes raised quietly.
The wheel turned an angle beside Ye Ping'an, and the shadow of the invisible road under the wheel slightly extended out of the car body, with ill intentions, just pressing on the edge of the blood pool.
The ghost hands showed no sign of shrinking back, and they could not wait to grab the hungry ghosts that were climbing up, grabbed the floating blood mist, and dragged them under the car.
Sneaky, eating and drinking lavishly.
The flattened carriage was repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye, but no one paid attention to the small car at the moment.
The figure on the lotus platform clasped his hands together, "Donor, your five desires are intense, and excess is as bad as deficiency. You must know that the sea of suffering is boundless, and turning back is the only way out!"
The sound was not loud, but it was like a wake-up call.
The Sanskrit sound was like thunder, and almost everyone's internal organs were shaking instantly, and their brains could hardly think normally.
"Don't listen!" the investigator warned sternly. The snake skin had just spread and pushed away a few hungry ghosts that crawled onto the shore, and then scattered in chaos. He had to stop to stabilize his consciousness.
Zhou Xing tried hard to stay awake, spread out his shadow, and tried to rescue Ye Ping'an before he fainted and fell into the hungry ghost's mouth below, but he found nothing.
Ye Pingan did not fall, and the hungry ghost who had just climbed ashore disappeared. The ghost vaguely "saw" that the hungry ghost had been eaten.
Zhou Xing:?
Was she actually stunned? Was the van eating hungry ghosts?
"What are you yelling about? It's so noisy! What are you chattering about?"
Ye Pingan rubbed his ears, turned around, opened the car door, and immediately saw the incubator. "Huh? Did I put it at the door before? Never mind."
The swampy floor of the carriage squirmed and silently shrank back.
Ye Ping'an took out the casserole from the insulated box and held it up to show it to Workshop 4. "Have you eaten yet? Your order has arrived. The four rice dishes and the braised pig's trotters you ordered are here. I still need a thousand for the delivery fee. Do you want to pay by cash or scan the QR code?"
The hooded old man was stunned for a moment.
Why, she has no reaction?
[Ghost Takeaway] has been made one of the sacrifices, and he could vaguely feel that this young woman was indeed the prey marked by [Ghost Takeaway].
But the intention to deliver food is so strong that it is not even affected by the Buddhist chanting? ? ? What a joke!
Ye Pingan waited for a few seconds, looking suspiciously at the motionless figure sitting in Workshop No. 4, his face unfriendly. "I worked so hard to deliver it here, but where's the delivery fee you promised me? You have such a big factory and you still have money to watch a show. You're not going to eat without paying, are you?"
No money? Has the Bureau changed its tactics in humiliating people?!
The hooded old man's face was grim. "If you want to eat so badly, go feed the hungry ghosts... Where are the hungry ghosts?!"
His low, cold smile suddenly changed its tone, and he noticed that hungry ghosts continued to emerge from the blood pool, but... none of them climbed ashore to bite the group of investigators.
The ghosts seemed to disappear at the edge of the blood pool as soon as they went up. [Ghost Shadow] Blurred shadows spread out and covered the shore, and he couldn't see clearly what was going on.
"Hmph, hiding and lurking. You can only delay time before the great power of the gods descends."
The descent has begun, and the offerings must be completed before midnight for the awakening to be perfect. If the ghost group cannot quickly capture these people, then...
"My power has been sacrificed, but the domain still belongs to the Hungry Ghost. Now, experience what it's like to be a true Hungry Ghost."
The hooded old man clasped his hands together and bowed down into the dwindling grease, gazing at the ghost face in the grease that looked half ferocious and half serene.
"All living things suffer, and all things are originally nothing. In this evil world of the five turbidities, the true spirit lives forever! Please send down the gods—"
"[Hungry Ghost]!"
At the bottom of the fat, the hungry ghost’s eyes are red.
The team walking on the "intestines" under the lotus platform, driven by the rapidly wriggling "intestines", walked faster and faster, and their pious and dull faces began to distort, as if they had turned into hungry ghosts.
"Hungry... so hungry..."
Amidst the howls of hunger, for one second, two seconds, the hooded old man's determined expression became a little stiff.
The ghost's face at the bottom of the grease was ferocious, looking back at the sky, motionless, with the corners of its cracked mouth showing inexplicable mockery.
The sea of blood surged, and the already reduced oil in the flower core rose slowly, covering the old man's chest. The Hungry Ghost Mask, which had been motionless at the bottom, finally slowly floated up.
The hooded old man breathed a sigh of relief, shaking off the uneasiness in his heart.
Perhaps the sacrifice drew away too much power, causing the reaction to become slower when driven.
As the ghost face rose, a blood mist thickened like a tide, and the water level in the blood pool surged, turning the entire space into a sea of blood. The hungry ghost no longer had to struggle, and was directly carried up by the waves.
The white lotus platform still stood high above, and the figure looked down. The old voice shouted angrily, "You are still stubborn!"
Yan Mingyue supported the two unconscious teammates and formed a triangle formation with the captain and Zhou Xing, leaving the middle for the van and Ye Pingan that were blocking the road.
Judging from the situation, a big one is coming. Even with Boss Ye's help, I'm afraid it will be difficult to resist. I'll just have to hold on for a while longer.
The team of investigators sent into the ghost cave has the second-highest capabilities after the restricted area, and their wills have been tempered and stabilized many times.
Even so, he almost suffered a great loss among the hungry ghosts. He had to endure the cold and oppressive feeling of the surging sea of blood. He couldn't even speak and could only grit his teeth to hold on.
Ye Ping'an, however, seemed fine and stood motionless by the pool.
Is Boss Ye perhaps observing the core rules? It must be said that seeing Ye Ping'an still standing there lazily, seemingly confident, is very reassuring.
However, we can't rely entirely on Boss Ye.
While Yan Mingyue was guessing, he held the hemp rope tightly and stared at the rising waves vigilantly, ready to intercept them at any time.
Crash!
The ghost face flew out of the lotus and flew high over the old man.
The fog was like being swallowed by a whale and sucked into the sea. Wisps of fog seeped out of the howling hungry ghost's body and then it fell down. The water in the blood pool also evaporated into mist and all rushed towards the hideous ghost face in the air.
The gathered strange aura was quickly swallowed up, and in the blink of an eye, a huge blood-red hungry ghost face appeared in the air, like a fluttering mask flag.
The hooded old man felt a little distressed, but the strange aura within the "Hungry Ghost" gathering area actually made it easier to offer sacrifices. He looked at the ghost face expectantly.
Go, go and devour them—what?!
The ghost-faced creature swept away the blood mist without stopping, let alone immediately devouring the living beings within its reach. The [Hungry Ghost] ghost-faced creature turned and fled, drifting in the opposite direction of the investigators without even glancing at the hooded old man.
Run, run?!
The hooded old man looked in astonishment at the ghost face floating away in an instant with a large amount of blood mist. In addition to being shocked, he was even more horrified.
--how so? ? ?
Although the Hungry Ghosts were sacrificed, they were already high-level spirits. How could these investigators not be affected by the spirits? How could the spirits have escaped?
Like, fear?!
The blood mist quickly faded, and the factory fell into a strange silence for a moment.
Not only did the blood pool spray fail to crash down, but the giant creature that flew up even ran away. What the hell are the people from the True Spirit Society doing?
The investigators were on edge, not daring to relax at all, alert to the strange murder patterns that could be triggered at any time around them.
Yan Mingyue's gaze drifted unconsciously towards Ye Ping'an. Had Boss Ye already made his move? Or had he anticipated a strange reaction and remained motionless?
After waiting for a few seconds, Ye Pingan became impatient and yawned. "I've let you shout, and the show is over. What are you standing there for? Come and pay the bill. Haven't you found the money yet?"
Investigator:?
Hooded Old Man: ???
The new investigator looked so heartless and out of control that the hooded old man almost vomited blood.
[Hungry Ghost] just came out and ran away, why is she still thinking about money? !
No, that's not right...
The fog thinned, and the hooded old man finally saw clearly what the van on the shore was doing.
Most of the blood pool evaporated into mist and was swept away. The van squeezed at the edge of the pool, and the shadow of a road stretched from the shore. Small black hands crawled out of the road and plucked away the remaining sticky liquid from the pool. They plucked it once and ran away, plucked it again, and ran away again.
He feels very stealthy and does the most arrogant things.
Is this car strange? It's actually snatching and absorbing strange aura right under his nose?!
No wonder the hungry ghosts that crawled ashore disappeared. It wasn't that the investigators intercepted them quickly enough, it was that they were all eaten!
The old man in the hood was so angry that his eyes turned black. He clapped the lotus petals and made a "supporting" gesture.
"The offerings are not over yet. No matter what you did... [Hungry Ghosts], you, you can't escape."
Buzz——
Striking the lotus was like striking a bowl, and distant vibrations spread out in waves.
Behind the mist, the walls stood tall, strangely without any sharp corners, like a circular arc. The workshop floor trembled and sank, becoming rounder and deeper.
Like... a giant bowl.
The corpses of the silent ghosts rolled to the bottom of the bowl, and the faces of the hungry ghosts that had disappeared and drifted away suddenly fell down, fell back and were pressed at the bottom.
Layer upon layer of ghosts and corpses crushed out a fragrant oil.
A faint golden light shone from the lotus platform, and the "intestine"-like flesh and blood tubes connected to it gradually disappeared. The blood-stained ground began to reveal the pattern of lotus petals, which also shone with a faint golden light.
The figure sitting on the lotus platform grew taller and larger, looking down compassionately at the hellish scene below.
The unclear figure gradually took shape, half of it looked like a Buddha statue gradually being painted in gold and color, and the other half looked like an old man.
During the shaking, only the ground beside the blood pool had not changed much. It was just twisting as if it was drunk, and the few people who were originally standing together were pushed everywhere by the curved ground.
But it was obviously only a matter of time before he was thrown into the bottom of the blood pool.
"He was Pu Cun, the richest man in Lin Province seven years ago. In his old age, he sought medical treatment and worshipped Buddha everywhere, then sold his property and disappeared. It turns out he went abroad and joined the Zhenling Society... This is an Indian-style alms bowl, no wonder it attracted the forbidden area."
The captain took a deep breath and remained calm. "Everyone who enters the core area of the ghost cave will enter the bowl. The [Hungry Ghost] has been sacrificed, and everything in the ghost cave has been accelerated by the sacrifice. There is no time to find the rules. Quick, awaken the [General Sword] and try to open it whether it is cut off or not!"
Sizzle—bang!
Before he finished speaking, there was a burst of rapid burning sparks, followed by an explosion. A flash of fire appeared in the center of the white lotus, and billowing black smoke emerged.
The continuously deforming ground stopped, and looking down at the half-human, half-Buddha figure in the "bowl", the Buddha half was intact, while the human half had hair standing upright, and was blown up like a piece of charcoal. As soon as it opened its mouth, it spewed out a puff of black smoke.
The hooded old man's angry roar echoed throughout the factory, his tongue numb, "What have you done?!"
He clearly possessed the power of a god, and ordinary monsters could not hurt him at all, but suddenly he was like being struck by lightning and became like this!
Ye Pingan stood at the door of the workshop and blinked, "Uh... Left Zero, Right Fire, Thunder God help me?"
Yan Mingyue: "Left and right fire?"
Why does it sound so much like the electricity usage propaganda at the police station next door?
The hooded old man was surprised and asked, "Thunder God?!"
"It's just a power outage, what's so surprising? The wiring is old and there seems to be some sparks. I hope the power didn't reach you guys?"
Ye Pingan casually waved his hand and said righteously, "This show is endless. If you keep going on, the takeaway will be overdue. The police officers are about to arrest someone, so it's okay for me to interrupt, right? Regardless of whether you are a pyramid scheme or a scam, come on, pay me first."
Investigators:?
Hooded Old Man Pu Cun: ???
Only then did Pu Cun discover that the factory walls that had been distorted by the ghost had returned to their original state. Like most production workshops, the power switch here was also at the entrance of the workshop.
Was he electrocuted by a power leak in the factory? It seems fine... No problem at all! Even if there was still electricity in the factory, it couldn't possibly have injured him!
Teasing, this is teasing and humiliation!
He suppressed his anger and said, "Buddha, have mercy on me..."
With the loud sound of Sanskrit, the half-human, half-Buddha figure disappeared from the lotus platform and suddenly appeared in front of Ye Ping'an.
"Convert now!" Pu Cun raised half of the Buddha's palm and pressed it flatly against Ye Ping'an's head.
Like a mountain, like a meteorite, even if it is not the direct target of the palm, you can instantly feel its infinite pressure.
The captain was anxious, "Ye—eh?"
Ye Ping'an grabbed the falling palm and slapped the "Buddha statue" with his backhand.
The big snake stood up and was stunned.
Pu Cun felt a burning pain on his face, his mouth was full of blood, and he spat out several teeth.
Pu Cun couldn't remember how long it had been since he had felt this much pain. After joining the True Spirit Society, the pain seemed to have long since faded away. All he could see was eternal life with the gods.
But a slap in the face knocked him back from the clouds to the ground, as if he suddenly realized that he was still a mortal.
mortal?
How is that possible!
He already possesses the power of a god! Since when has a human been able to beat up a strange god?!
“Oh my god—ah!”
Pu Cun tried to mobilize the power surging in his body again, but before he could do so, he was slapped again.
"Take refuge, take refuge, take refuge!"
Ye Pingan was furious and slapped him on the head. "You're a big monk who came to the oil factory to watch a show and even ordered pig's trotters. I think you're a fake monk who only cares about food and wine. You beat me up even though I didn't pay you? Officers, look at him. He's going too far!"
Pu Cun: ??? Who is actually going too far?! How can you blame me?! It hurts!
One of Pu Cun's arms seemed to be clamped by an iron clamp, and he was completely unable to break free. He was hit on the head and face several times.
He finally seized the opportunity and recited scriptures, and one side of the half-body Buddha statue suddenly glowed with golden light.
Pu Cun sneered.
He had previously wanted the gods to arrive and awaken perfectly so that he could possess perfect power, and he was reluctant to take out the golden bowl to awaken the gods in advance.
If a tiger doesn't show its might, does that mean it's a sick cat?!
The investigators could see more clearly than the young woman that the center of the field had already been part of the golden bowl.
If he hadn't been caught inexplicably, he would have been able to come and go freely in the bowl. Now, the golden bowl suppressed and refined him, and no one could escape!
The golden light in the Buddha statue's hand outlined the contours of a golden bowl with a lotus pattern, which turned from a phantom into reality in the blink of an eye.
Half of the Buddha statue's body still had its eyes closed, but its expression was completely different from Pu Cun's, compassionate and gentle.
The golden bowl glowed with light, with bursts of golden light and the sound of Buddhist chanting lingering in the air.
It was like some incomprehensible and terrifying existence was about to appear. Just a ray of light was enough to shatter people's original will, and was replaced by the sound of endless chanting of Buddhist scriptures.
Pu Cun felt the surging power, and half of his face showed a look of confidence and pride.
How could these investigators outside the restricted area have ever seen the might of a great deity? Just one venerable being under the Buddha's throne was enough—eh?
The light did not cover the entire ghost den instantly, and it stopped before it completely enveloped the two of them.
After making mistakes one after another, Pu Cun felt something was wrong.
But, but this is a god who descended into the forbidden area!
"Your Excellency, she is offending..." Pu Cun opened his mouth to urge him, but found that he could not utter a single sound. It was as if he had no right to talk at all, and was directly forbidden.
Amidst the Buddhist chanting, a faint voice of doubt was heard.
"Who are you?"
Ye Pingan was even more confused than the monk. He looked at the monk in disbelief and patted his head. "You ordered takeout, and now you don't want to pay for it?"
The slapping sound was crisp and you could tell that no effort was used.
Pu Cun felt like his head was a smashed watermelon, it was about to burst with pain, and he couldn't even hold his hands steady.
No, that's not right.
It's not painful, nor is it that I can't hold it steady...
Pu Cun watched helplessly as the golden lotus bowl vibrated and hummed, then flew away.
The investigators who were trapped by the chanting suddenly woke up and realized something almost instantly. They all tried to catch up with the golden bowl.
No...no!
The golden bowl flew away, and Pu Cun watched in horror as the golden light quickly faded. The "Buddha body" he had worked so hard to condense quickly revealed its original flesh and blood. The surging power gradually disappeared, and the long-lost feeling of old age and weakness filled him with fear.
how so?
He had sacrificed so much and had already gained the power of a venerable, but the great spirit had abandoned him?!
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