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Eight hundred and eighty-three portraits are soul-frightening


I heard that several more families died last night, and they all died silently.The three of them didn't have a good way to investigate the matter, so they had to go their separate ways.As soon as Chu Li entered the street, he saw a young lady in her twenties who was blackened in Yintang and followed her for a day.In the evening, the three of them beat up and communicated together, which was what they had learned during the day.After telling the movements of these people separately, Chu Li fell into deep thought, and always felt that something was wrong in that place, and when he was about to think about it, Ah Xu's voice came from his ears."

Senior aunt, could it be that we are using the wrong method?"

Chu Li sighed and said, "We have been sealed with mana in this realm, and no matter which aspect of perception, it has been reduced to the minimum, and even the perception is not as good as these aboriginal monks!"

Ah Xu, you have to be careful, we are all outsiders, and we need to be careful of capsizing in the gutter.Strange things like today, things that used to only need to be swept away by the divine sense, now with the loss of most of their perception, they need to be more careful. ”I don't know if this situation will be slowly alleviated!"

Senior aunt, there seems to be an intersection between them, portrait!"

After being reminded by Ah Xu, Chu Li's eyes widened suddenly: "Monk, have the few people you followed all passed by a painting stall and painted portraits?"

”"Amitabha, exactly!"

These groups of people don't know each other, and there is no intersection in their life trajectories, except that they have all been to a painting stall and painted portraits."

Did they take all the paintings home?"

The empty monk nodded.Chu Li hurriedly said: "Monk, you take Ah Xu and leave quickly, you go to the house that you follow during the day, and I go to the house of the brother and sister, if the three days pass, I am afraid that their lives will not be guaranteed?"

”Finally had some goals, and Chu Li quietly appeared in Xiang Yuan's room.Her brother was in another room, and their portraits of that day were hung on the wall.Both of them were asleep, and Chu Li hid his figure and sat quietly in the corner.At midnight, a gust of night wind blew, and I saw Xiang Yuan, who was lying on the bed, suddenly turned over and sat up, and walked to the portrait like a marionette.Chu Li saw that the thin lines in the center of her eyebrows were entering the portrait on the wall.And Chu Li found that Xiang Yuan had lost two souls and four souls.People have a total of three souls and seven souls, and now looking at the situation, Xiang Yuan has to be extracted one soul and two souls every day, and when all the three souls and seven souls of a person are drawn, he will die completely.At some point, at some point, several silk threads appeared, extending in an unknown direction.Chu Li's divine sense swept over Xiang Hua's room and found that Xiang Hua was also the same phenomenon.Chu Li "Huo" had to stand up and follow in the direction of this silk thread.The silk thread is extremely thin and uncertain, if it weren't for Chu Li's extremely careful attention, I'm afraid it would be extremely difficult to find.In the end, Chu Li came to the courtyard of a family, and saw a hundred and ten silk threads, floating like a wire net to a lighted room in the middle of the courtyard.At this time, the silhouette of a scholar was printed on the window lattice.Chu Li's divine sense swept over, and saw that on the desk by the window, a painting was spreading, and on top of this painting were portraits of young men and women of various shapes.A wolf's pen drew these silk threads outside the window and dotted them on these portraits.The men and women in these portraits are as if they were alive, their figures writhing back and forth, in various forms.At this time, two familiar breaths also followed, and it turned out to be the empty monk and Ah Xu arrived.Chu Li nodded at the two of them, and the figure floated into the room in a flash.The scholar, who was concentrating on painting, suddenly raised his head when he noticed that something was wrong, and when he saw the three people who appeared in the room, his pupils shrank, and he knew that his appearance was exposed.As soon as Chu Li pointed out, it fell on the scholar's body, and then he saw the scholar's body shake, and immediately broke a hole.The scholar's originally round body suddenly became thinner, like a deflated ball, and fell to the ground like a paper man.A puff of green smoke dissipated, and a paper man was left on the ground, and a thin filament like a blood vessel appeared on the body of the paper man, which was a wisp of blood and gas, and it was still wriggling.No wonder Chu Li couldn't see that the scholar was a paper man, with these blood bonuses, the paper man was like a living person.Now that the spell has been broken, the paper figure spontaneously combusted without wind, and soon turned into ashes, and the wind blew into the air.At this moment, the pen on the table lost its command, and the silk thread contracted violently and wriggled and broke.Chu Li looked at the picture intently, and saw that the figures on it were still writhing."

Amitabha, inside the painting are the souls of the dead, who were imprisoned in the painting by evil magic!

Almost hundreds!

”"Yes, monk, return the remnants of those who have lost only a few souls in these three days!

As for the others who have long since died, let's go beyond them and reincarnate!

And the real culprit has not been found, we still need to cut off the root cause!

Otherwise, there will be endless woe!

”"Amitabha, good, good!

Nothing to say!

”Chu Li and the monk took advantage of the night to send back the two souls and four souls of the people who had been drained of their souls, and began to transcend the souls of the dead who had died in these days and were detained in the portraits, and the three of them crossed together, and soon opened the door of reincarnation, and the door of reincarnation opened with Buddha power was very different from the door of reincarnation opened by Chu Li with mandala flowers.What exactly is different, Chu Li doesn't know, it's just a feeling.Before dawn, all the souls were overtaken by them, and a large amount of merit light fell from the void and entered the bodies of the three of them.Chu Li's soul was refreshed for a while, and the beads condensed by the light of merit in the sea of knowledge were a little bigger.Moreover, Chu Li found that with the descending of the light of merit, his six senses were much loosened by the original interface suppression, and his eyes, ears, mouth, nose, touch, and divine consciousness immediately regained some sensitivity.At the same time, she seems to be in tune with this world, and her repulsion is a little less.The monk is right, this world is very tolerant of Buddhist practice, and the light of merit has indescribable benefits for them.Recently, Chu Li would always take some time out to input the light of his merit into the Soul Transformation Card.She knew that in the case of finding the Heavenly Punishment Bench to no avail, Lan Mo wanted to break free from it, and it was almost far away.With the help of these rays of merit, no matter what kind of punishment he receives, he will be able to resist a little more, and he will be able to hold on to the heavenly punishment platform for a little longer!

Chu Li thought about earning more light of merit in these hundred years.Moreover, the light of merit is not the same as strength, and it cannot be obtained through cultivation.In this world, she has the right time, place, and people, and she will naturally not let go of this good opportunity!

And Chu Li had a hunch that this world would give the answer he wanted!

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