Buddha beads are called prayer beads, counting beads or song beads, is a tool to record the number of Buddha when chanting, how many times to twist how many pieces, the purpose is to make the practice of kung fu not to decrease, the mind is single-minded, eliminate distracting thoughts, perseverance.
The Tibetan phase belief bead is the treasure of the gods, is a stone falling from the sky, and is one of the seven treasures of Tibetan secrets.
According to the records of the Tibetan scriptures, the highest grade rosary is 1,080 because it is too long, and it is only used by a very small number of eminent monks or cultivators, and the top 100 and 8 pills are 110 grains for tantric practitioners, 54 grains for the middle grade, and 27 grains for the lower grade.
The Central Plains Pure Land sect has 36 grains, and the Zen sect has 18 grains.
The 1,080 rosaries include 108 numbers of the 10 Dharma realms, 108 are for the 1008 afflictions, 54 are for the bodhisattvas' stages of dwelling, walking, direction, and ground, and 27 are the 27 sages and saints.
Huang Jianguo swallowed this string of Buddha beads but only ten grains, for the meaning of the ten Dharma realm, more than 600 years ago, the second great treasure King Karma Pakshi injected is the "retreat spell", not the "killing curse", its original intention is to retreat the demons, not to blindly bloody killing, is the so-called "put down the butcher knife, stand on the ground to become a Buddha" meaning.
In his opinion, it is the first evil art in the world, of course, the more evil the better, people and ghosts are sucked, reaching the peak, there is no ancient, no one will come after.
Until 324 A.D., Guo Pu calculated that his yang life was over, so he repented, feeling that this evil magic was too bad, and the user lost his life, so he added a "curse lock" and buried it underground for a long time so as not to harm the world.
At this moment, the "Bardo Corpse Sucking Dafa" in Huang Jianguo's body is fighting to the death against the "Demonic Curse" in the Buddha beads, and the Sanskrit sound is also intermittent.
Suddenly, the blue fog whirled and moved out of the courtyard gate, rushing north like a whirlwind, and gradually disappearing into the mountains and forests.
Han Sheng wanted to track it down, but he still hurried to check the injuries of Uncle Shanren and Ye Lao.
"Uncle Shanren, your true qi in the sea of yin and yang veins has been lost, I am afraid that it will take several months to recuperate, and your life is worry-free, but your martial arts are difficult to recover."
Han Sheng pointed to the three levels of Wu Chushan, and said regretfully.
Shanren smiled bitterly: "In this way, martial arts have been abolished by Huang Jianguo, a yin person, it's just good, it's good to be an ordinary person who has no quarrel with the world. ” Han Sheng helped Ye Lao up, and comforted him in his mouth: "Ye Lao, after all, you are a thousand-year-old leather corpse, as long as the soul is there, there is an old cuihua possessed, but don't worry, you can't die." ” Ye Lao's eyes were red, and he said weakly: "The rivers and lakes are sinister, even the hairy corpse has returned to the coffin, and Lao Cuihua and I are going back, it's better to be in the Kanto region."
"Who is she hairy corpse?"
asked Han Sheng.
"The hairy corpse turned out to be Meng Zhuqi's wife, and the old man Huang was secretly dropped," Wu Chushan recounted the discovery under Wengong Mountain.
Han Sheng was surprised when he heard this, so he said: "In this way, Old Man Huang has only stayed in the Tai Chi Yin Halo for one day, and his strength is enough to make Huang Jianguo survive several times in great disasters and desperate situations, which is really amazing." ” "Yes, it only takes five days to be buried alive and can be integrated with the magnetic field of the five elements of the earth, the first day is gold, gold is from the revolution, with slaughter, change, and the land is born, so it benefits the third generation of the Huang family Huang Jianguo has been resurrected several times, and the anger is flourishing."
Wu Chushan said slowly and weakly.
"Uncle Shanren, that Meng Hongbing is also the third generation, why did he fail to benefit the power of Tai Chi Yin Halo?"
asked Han Sheng puzzled.
Wu Chushan thought for a moment and muttered: "I think because Meng Zhuqi's wife is already a white bone, Tai Chi Yin Halo can be buried alive for five days, the corpse is buried for fifty days, and the bone burial takes five hundred days. ” At this time, Lan'er walked to Han Sheng's side, and said with red eyes: "Feng Sheng was shot, I'm afraid I'm about to die."
Han Sheng stared at Feng Sheng, who was lying on the bed in the east room and was dying, his face was pale at this moment, his eyes were closed, unconscious, and there was a bullet hole in his left chest that had congealed black-brown blood stains.
"Feng Sheng has a pneumothorax and needs to be operated on urgently."
Han Sheng pondered.
"Hansheng, the bullet hit the heart, I have already ordered a few acupoints for him, I don't know if he can be saved" Wu Chushan asked suspiciously.
Han Sheng smiled slightly and said, "Fortunately, he is a right-hearted person, and his heart grows on the right side, so the bullet only penetrates the lungs." ” "Right hearted man" Wu Chushan looked at Feng Sheng in surprise.
"I read the records in the book, the right-hearted person is also called the mirror person, the heart is on the right and the liver is on the left, and the five internal organs are all reversed, and it is said that the probability of appearing is one in a million, which is extremely rare."
Han Sheng explained.
"Do you want to take Feng Sheng to the hospital?"
asked Lan'er worriedly.
"If you take it to the hospital, the gunshot wound will attract the attention of the police."
Wu Chushan replied cautiously.
"I'm going to operate on him."
Han Sheng said that since the last time he successfully performed an operation on the disembowelment of the disabled child at the Tianmen Inn in Xiangxi, he felt that he was sure.
"I have to go to Wuyuan County to buy all the surgical instruments and medicines."
Wu Chushan reminded.
"I see that Feng Sheng's condition is quite stable, wait until I deal with the corpses of Gu Mao Yiyan and Liangzi, and then rush to the county seat."
Han Sheng said.
"It's a pity I can't help you."
Wu Chushan sighed in annoyance.
"I can do it myself."
Han Sheng said, let Lan'er find two sacks, and go to the yard to load the two corpses separately, Liangzi is a woman, weighing less than 100 catties, and if she doesn't turn into a bone grass, it is a Taiyin refining form, which is equivalent to the weight of bones.
"I'll go with you."
Lan'er said and picked up the sack containing the bones, picked up an iron hoe, and Hansheng carried Liangzi's body, and the two hurried towards the foot of Nanshan.
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After passing through the bamboo forest, Han Sheng found at a glance that the original site of the Zhu family's ancestral tomb had been excavated, and the ground was scattered with pine branches, loess, and some fragments, and the soil still left and exuded a smell of black gunpowder.
Next to the tomb lay a charred corpse, with a torn belly, internal organs scattered, a heart that had been bitten and fell to the ground, and next to it was a large intestine that had not been eaten, and he recognized the dead man as Kurosawa.
Lan'er threw the sack, squatted aside and vomited.
"This must have been done by Huang Jianguo," Han Sheng muttered to himself, then put down the sack, stepped forward and gently patted Lan'er's back, comforting her, "Lan'er, don't be afraid, I'll throw them all into the tomb now." ” Han Sheng looked into the depths of the tomb and found that there had been a violent explosion in the ancient tomb, which had already affected the thousand-year-old white-haired corpse.
"Alas, old-timer, I didn't expect that after a thousand years, your old man would still suffer this catastrophe, so I would better bury you in the soil."
Han Sheng sighed and raised his hoe to shovel the soil, he thought that the rotten corpse was the cell head of the year, but he didn't know that this person was Guo Pu, a famous generation of Yixue grandmaster in the Central Plains of the Western Jin Dynasty.
After the lowest ancient tomb was filled, Han Sheng threw Ryoko and Kurosawa and those stumps and broken arms into the earth pit, and then quickly filled them up, and the auspicious "shrimp and crab eyes" on feng shui were buried in such a mess.
"Brother Mao, you died for the cold life, there is no way to repay it, it is better to bury you in the Tai Chi Yin Halo, if you have descendants, I hope their lives will be better."
Han Sheng said helplessly to the sack.
In the bushes, the earth pit of Tai Chi's yin halo is still there, which was left behind after Ye Lao secretly dug up the corpse.
Han Sheng untied the sack and gently carried the body into the grave, allowing him to sit in a comfortable position as much as possible.
"Brother Mao, a jealous and hateful hero like you, from now on, you may never be found in society again, Brother Mao, don't worry, you won't be lonely, Han Sheng will definitely come to see you often, talk to you" Han Sheng's heart was sour, and tears welled up in his eyes.
The Tai Chi Yin Halo was finally filled, and Han Sheng stepped forward to bow a few times, and then pulled Lan'er towards the bottom of the mountain.
It was night, and the work before the operation had been prepared, and all the herbs, Western medicines, and surgical instruments were bought from the county pharmacy in the afternoon.
The anesthetic is still using the hemp boiling powder on the green sac meridian, and there are mandala flowers, raw grass black, whole angelica, fragrant angelica, Chuanxiong and fried Nanxing several herbs, which were hurriedly prepared by Han Sheng before the evening, and then poured into Feng Sheng.
There was no electric light, so Han Sheng deliberately bought a few more flashlights, and asked Lan'er's father and daughter to hold flashlights to shine from different angles, which was quite clear.
"The hemp is boiling, it has been lost for 1700 years," Wu Chushan sighed with emotion.
"It's mainly the scopolamine in the mandala flower that works," Han explained.
"Don't talk, pay attention to sanitization."
Dudu reminded as he stood on the beam.
Han Sheng first disinfected his skin with iodine wine and alcohol, and then gently cut Feng Sheng's chest with a scalpel Lan'er quickly closed her eyes, her face was pale, and she didn't dare to look at it.
Feng Sheng's heart was really on the right side, not damaged, the bullet penetrated through the middle of the two ribs, and drilled a small hole in the left lung lobe, resulting in a pneumothorax, which did not hurt the arteries and blood vessels in the lungs, so there was not much congestion in the cavity, and the injury was much lighter than that of a disabled child.
"Like a pig's entrails," Dudu muttered, tilting her head.
Han Sheng carefully used tweezers to insert the bullet hole in the lobe of the lung, gently clamped the bullet out, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and then cleaned the bruise and disinfected the wound, and then still used a large sewing needle to suture.
The instruments of Western medicine, Han Sheng still can't use them, but they are not as fast as sewing needles.
In less than an hour, the operation was completed, and at this moment, Wu Chushan was almost prostrating, so he was quickly helped down by Lan'er to rest.
Lan'er made some supper for Hansheng and his father to eat, while Ye Lao had been lying on the bed to recuperate, and Xiao Cai was sleeping next to him.
The ghost baby was not only frightened today, but also sucked a lot of essence by Huang Jianguo, his body was very weak, and he went to bed early.
"Momo still hasn't been found?"
asked Wu Chushanren.
"There is no news," Han Sheng sighed, "and the Thai Police General Chao Phraya Kun Sawan has handed over Momo's portrait to police stations across the country, but there is still no news, and he said that the baby girl is most likely no longer in Thailand." ” "There are many countries in the Indochina Peninsula and the South China Seas, and it is very difficult to find them."
Wu Chushan said worriedly.
"The only thing that Old Ancestor thinks about is her daughter, if Han Sheng can't find Zu Mo back, she will not be able to die," Han Sheng said in great pain.
Wu Chushan was silent, and for a long time, he slowly comforted and said: "Hansheng, don't blame yourself too much, I believe that as long as you work hard to find her, you will find her one day." ” "Taiguan Lu has entrusted the world-famous Pinkerton Private Detective Agency in the United States to investigate Zu Mo's whereabouts."
Han Sheng told Wu Chushan.
The mountain man looked at the night sky outside the window, and said thoughtfully: "What I'm worried about is whether this big yin man Huang Jianguo is dead?"