Now that Hong Xiao has entered such a state, no matter how powerful Boss Ji is, he can't help Hong Xiao.

This time, it's up to him.

However, Boss Ji is still very confident in whether Hong Xiao can see through his heart and finally successfully complete this epiphany.

After all, Hong Xiao seems to be the kind of person who makes others very confident.

However, as time passed, the sometimes bright and sometimes gloomy aura on Hong Xiao's body became heavier and heavier, but there was no sign of sobriety.

Boss Ji was surprised to see this situation.

"It shouldn't be, Hong Xiao, this little guy has a good heart and a firm mind, why didn't he wake up?"

Obviously, Boss Ji also can't understand the situation that Hong Xiao is encountering now!

In Boss Ji's thoughts, Hong Xiao should be able to get through this level easily, at least not as difficult as it is now!

What is the problem in this link?

Just when Boss Ji was puzzled, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed.

"I see!"

Boss Ji was rarely a little excited.

"Hong Xiao, this little guy has killed too many people, and the murderous and aggressive aura on his body is too heavy, and this time, it is an inner torture about the problem of murder, so he is so embarrassed, it seems that if he wants to get through this level easily, it will not be so easy."

found such a problem, Boss Ji naturally couldn't ignore it.

This experience is very important for Hong Xiao, if Hong Xiao can successfully have an epiphany, the future is bright!

It stands to reason that others can't help a little bit in such a situation, and that's one person's business.

However, Boss Ji is different.

She can indeed help Hong Xiao's way.

I saw Boss Ji groaning for a while, suddenly closed his eyes, his sexy lips opened slightly, and "Pure Heart Mantra" came out of his mouth.

"Ji Shou took refuge in Emperor Su Xi, bowed to the seven jugs, I now praise the great Zhun Ti only willing mercy and protection, Nan Wu sa murmur, three despise the three Boddha and the three bodhisattvas, and humble. Nephew him, oh, fold the lord, quasi-mention of the Po He. ”

"The Mantra of Pure Heart" was passed down by Master Zhizhen of the Ming Dynasty. The pure heart mantra of Buddhism, also known as the Great Compassion Mantra, is full name: Thousand Hands and Thousand Eyes Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva Vast Perfection Unhindered Great Compassion Dharani Sutra.

"Pure Heart Mantra" is also the only mantra created by later generations in addition to the ancient Buddhist scriptures, and its function is to clear the mind and calm the mind, to annoy and stop evil.

There are many people who know the "Pure Heart Mantra", and I don't know how many people study the "Clear Heart Mantra", but there are few people who can use the Pure Heart Mantra to influence a person like Boss Ji, and they are still in an epiphany.

As Boss Ji's "Pure Heart Mantra" was recited, the aura around Hong Xiao's body suddenly calmed down a lot, and his hideous and tangled expression also improved greatly.

Obviously, Boss Ji's method is very effective.

Seeing this, Boss Ji also put his mind at ease and concentrated on reciting the "Pure Heart Mantra" to help Hong Xiao resist the attack of evil in the depths of his heart.

At this time, Hong Xiao was like a flat boat in the sea, the sky was full of storms, and he was swaying in the storm.

At the beginning, Hong Xiao was able to keep the boat stable, but as time passed, his stability became worse and worse.

The dark blue water around them had turned pitch black, and the wind roared like a ghost crying wolf, and it seemed that many ghosts had passed away.

These people seem to be the people Hong Xiao once killed.

At this time, Hong Xiao was facing his own heart, and everyone who was killed, Hong Xiao could actually remember what they looked like.

It's just that in normal times, Hong Xiao naturally doesn't think of them for no reason, but now they are all out

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At this time, Hong Xiao was far less determined than in his usual state, and his heart shook in the face of so many ghosts who seemed to be looking for his life.

Hong Xiao's shock, the small boat, shook even more, and it looked like it was about to overturn.

However, just when Hong Xiao couldn't control the boat, the golden light flashed under this piece of heaven and earth, and then the golden light rushed directly to the boat that Hong Xiao turned into, wrapped the boat, and slowly stabilized.

Hong Xiao felt it carefully, only to find that this golden light was not an ordinary golden light.

It turned out to be the scriptures.

"Ji Shou took refuge in Emperor Su Xi, bowed to the seven jugs, I now praise the great Zhun Ti only willing mercy and protection, Nan Wu sa murmur, three despise the three Boddha and the three bodhisattvas, and humble. Nephew he, oh, fold the lord, quasi-Ti Suo Po He......"

The loud Buddha voice sounded in Hong Xiao's ears like the hammer of the earth-shaking hammer.

After listening to the scriptures, the boat incarnated by Hong Xiao suddenly stabilized and was no longer in turmoil.

……

The length of the 100,000 mountains is not only 100,000 meters, but the width is not known, which is just a name.

No one knows the size of this mountainous area at all, and even if it is taken from the air, it is only incomplete.

Because of the sky above the 100,000 mountains, helicopters in some areas can't pass through, and they can't shoot at all.

At this time, in the depths of the 100,000 mountains, in a relatively large Miao village, it is now boiling the pot.

It is a house on stilts.

The stilted building is a traditional building of the Miao nationality, which is an ancient architectural form unique to southern China.

The second half of it is built on the slope of a hill with a large slope, and the first half is supported by wooden pillars to form a stilted column, so it is called "stilted building".

The stilted building is divided into two forms: half stilts and full stilts, and generally has three floors: the upper floor stores the grain, the middle floor houses people, and the lower floor stacks sundries or livestock.

At this time, the middle floor of the Hangjia Building was already full of people, at least a dozen, but all of them had sad faces.

Among the dozen or so people, the old man sitting in the first place was the oldest, and his dress was not ordinary, and he looked like he should be a leader.

High Priest!

The old man at the head is the high priest of this Miao village, and he is an even more important figure than the patriarch of this Miao village.

But at this time, the high priest's eyes full of wisdom also revealed a trace of worry.

But fortunately, the high priest knew his importance, and if he panicked, the others would definitely be in chaos, so he kept his composure.

At the very least, he couldn't let others see the panic in his heart.

"High Priest, the time is almost up, what should we do?"

After being silent for a long time, someone finally spoke, the same old man, whose identity in Miao Village was not ordinary.

"Wait a minute, let's see what news Allah can bring back." The High Priest said.

"Ah......" Hearing the high priest say this, everyone else sighed.

Obviously, there is not much hope for what Allah has brought back.

Time passed little by little in the burning of firewood, and finally, when the old people present were a little unbearable, someone came.

The old men in the room were shocked, and their eyes were all focused on the person who came.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

After the sound of footsteps, a young man in a Miao suit ran in.

"High Priest!"

As soon as he reached the hall, the young man raised his eyes to the high priest.

"Did you find it?" The old man asked.

"Nope." The young man shook his head and opened his mouth to say, "Some traces have been found, but no clues have been traced!" ”

As soon as the words "Alas......" came out, all the people in the hall

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"After tomorrow, it is the day of sacrifice, at this time, our sacrifice is still not ready, if the gods are angry, what should we do?" An old man said.

An old man also looked sad, and said: "This is a ten-year sacrifice to the gods, how can there be no sacrifices, we have been preparing for ten years, and we must not fall short this time!" ”

"Hmph."

At this time, a middle-aged man suddenly snorted coldly, and said with an angry face: "Originally, our sacrifice was ready, but it was stolen, and now we can't find a new sacrifice, if the gods are angry, we will all die, and whoever lost the sacrifice before will be responsible for this time." ”

Hearing the middle-aged man say this, the sacrifice in their mouth seems to have been found, but then it was lost for some unknown reason, and now it can't be found, so it's in a hurry.

Hearing the middle-aged man say this, the other old man was immediately furious!

"What do you mean? According to what you mean, if you lose the sacrifice, it's my family's Ah Lang's business? You must know that our family Ah Lang took the initiative to guard the sacrifices, also for the good of everyone, but who would have thought that under such strict care, the sacrifices would still be lost? This is clearly not Alang's problem. The old man said.

"Hmph, these few times, the sacrifices are all good, but in the hands of Ah Lang, there is a problem, what do you say is this? Moreover, Ah Lang took the initiative to protect the sacrifice, and he also said that if there was any problem with the sacrifice, he was willing to take responsibility.

But now?

The sacrifice is gone, and after giving him so many days, not only did he not catch the person who stole the sacrifice, but he also failed to find a new sacrifice, shouldn't he be responsible for this matter?" said the middle-aged man angrily.

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man stood up and glared at the old man before.

"No matter what, Ah Lang is responsible for this matter, I'm not saying that he did anything wrong, it's just that something has happened, and someone always has to bear this responsibility."

"That's right, Ah Lang is responsible for this matter, after all, he is the custodian of the sacrifice, although such a thing is not what he wants to see, but the problem has arisen, and someone always has to bear it." Someone supported the middle-aged man and said.

"That's right, this time the sacrifice of the gods is very important, the sacrifice is gone, how can no one be responsible for this kind of thing, someone must be responsible!"

"You can't say that, everyone should know that Ah Lang is also well-intentioned, otherwise he can ignore this matter at all. And since Ah Lang began to protect the sacrifices, he has always been dedicated and very responsible, which no one can deny. Everyone doesn't want to see the sacrifice lost, but there is no way to do it, under such close surveillance, there are still people who can take the sacrifice, no one can blame this, and now the top priority is to find a new sacrifice. ”

"That's right, I don't think Ah Lang did anything wrong, this matter is not Ah Lang's responsibility, let's find a way to find a new sacrifice!"

……

In the room, everyone spoke out, and everyone responded.

Everyone expressed their opinions and was hustle and bustle.

However, in the midst of the discussion, the old high priest remained silent. Just watched quietly and listened to everyone's meaning.

Gradually, the argument in the hall became more and more intense, and it was almost time to start!

When everyone is arguing.

"Ahem!"

The high priest, who had not spoken all this time, suddenly coughed twice and opened his mouth to say, "Be quiet!" ”

The voice of the high priest was not very loud, not even as loud as those arguing.

However, as soon as the high priest spoke, the others shut up, very quickly!

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