Poisonous dragon nesting, Mu Basin.

Ding Ermiao stood in the moonlight, standing in the flickering ghost fire, standing in the encirclement of the three old ghosts in Lingshan County, standing on the edge of his ancestral tomb, and couldn't help but feel cold.

Is it really fate? In the dark, this moment has long been destined for a long time?

After studying the Tao hard, experiencing Hongchen, and going through countless hardships and tortures, he still couldn't escape this bad luck in the end?

But the strange thing is that why is he standing on the edge of the ancestral grave, but his heart is calm and not affected in the slightest?

Master said that before the feng shui bureau of the ancestral tomb was broken, he must not return to his hometown. Even within 300 miles of his hometown, he is in danger of breaking his heart at any time.

Why can't you feel this fluctuation of heart today?

"Ding Ermiao, since you know that the poisonous dragon is looking for a nest, how can you not know how to return to the forest?" Old Ghost Liu put his hands behind his back, slowly walked around Ding Ermiao, and said:

Ding Ermiao suddenly sneered and said, "It's better to die than to live, Old Ghost Liu, I won't give up until the last moment." ”

"You don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin, Ding Ermiao, you are trapped in death, and there is no hope of escape, why should you be stubborn?" Old Ghost Liu sighed.

Ding Ermiao thought for a while and asked, "Okay, life and death are in the sky." If I die here today, it will be my fate. But I want to know, what kind of hatred do our Ding family have with you? Why, do you have to put me to death? ”

"We have no hatred, and we have no hatred." Old Ghost Liu shook his head slightly, with regret on his face, and said, "It's just that you are destined, and the sky will not live long." Or rather, you shouldn't have come to this world in the first place. ”

"Can you make that clear?" Ding Ermiao asked.

Old Ghost Liu hesitated for a moment and shook his head: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed." ”

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Ding Ermiao snorted and sneered: "Old Ghost Liu, you just find a place, forge a layout of a poisonous dragon to find a nest, and pretend to be my ancestral cemetery, just want to fool me, let me give up resistance, and be arrested?" You're a little more energetic! ”

After that, as soon as Ding Ermiao shook his arm, he was about to urge the sword qi of the corpse whip.

"Wait!" Old Ghost Liu waved his hand and said, "You said I faked the Poison Dragon Nest Search Bureau?" You say this isn't your family's ancestral grave? ”

"Of course not! If it were, I would have been emotionally sensitive. Old ghost Liu, you are smart but you were mistaken by cleverness, and you forgot about this joint, right? Ding Ermiao laughed and swept towards Old Ghost Liu with a whipped whip.

When he was talking to Liu Laogui just now, Ding Ermiao experienced it with his heart and did not find that his mood was affected in any way.

Therefore, Ding Ermiao concluded that it was these old ghosts who were arranging a suspicious plan to take advantage of the chaos and kill themselves.

The black-faced general came to fight with a horizontal knife, and the middle-aged scribe also hit three or five ghost fires in a row to resist Ding Ermiao.

And Liu Laogui took the opportunity to dodge and hide to the side, retracted the magic mirror, took out a bell from his arms, and shook it vigorously.

Ding, ding, ......ding, ding......, ding

"Yinyang bells?" Ding Ermiao smiled and said, "I also have this thing, do you want me to shake it to you?" ”

But before the words fell, he suddenly saw that the three old ghosts were rapidly retreating in three directions together. Only Old Ghost Liu retreated and rang the bell hurriedly.

"What the hell? Want to escape? Ding Ermiao was stunned, and was about to chase after Old Ghost Liu, but suddenly felt a violent shock in his heart!

It seemed to be a hammer that suddenly hit the chest.

His bell, what more to summon?

Ding Ermiao's body staggered, and he finally stood firm, swallowed back the mouthful of blood that surged up his throat, forced himself to calm down, and looked around.

Dingding......ding, dingding, dingding......

The bell is still ringing, crisp and pleasant, and the tail note is long.

But for Ding Ermiao, this is undoubtedly the magic sound of life!

As the rhythm of the bell accelerated, Ding Ermiao's heartbeat became more and more urgent.

He could clearly feel that his hands and feet were cold, his limbs were numb, and it seemed that the blood in his body was concentrated in his chest, as if his chest would burst at any time.

Finally, Ding Ermiao could not support it, shook one knee to the ground, and knelt in the middle of his ancestral grave.

A wisp of blood also slowly flowed out from the corner of Ding Ermiao's mouth.

Old Ghost Liu, the black-faced general, and Mr. Wen Shitian floated over again, surrounding Ding Ermiao's side a foot away.

"Now, do you believe that this is the Mu Basin, your family's ancestor?" Old Ghost Liu looked at Ding Ermiao, who was half-kneeling on the ground, and asked slowly.

"So what? Isn't it? Ding Ermiao asked through gritted teeth.

"Ding Ermiao, I said earlier, you are fate, why bother to support it?" The bell in Old Ghost Liu's hand was still shaking, but the rhythm slowed down a little.

"Old ghost, unless my Ding Ermiao's soul is scattered, I will never let you go!" Ding Ermiao held an umbrella in one hand and raised his head with difficulty.

Under the moonlight, there was a wisp of blood flowing down Ding Ermiao's mouth, nose, eyes and ears, looking terrifying as a ghost.

"Ding Ermiao, destiny is hard to disobey, you don't have to complain about anyone." Old Ghost Liu sighed and said, "Thinking that you have been lonely and wandering all your life, I will leave you a whole corpse." Let go of everything in your heart and go. ”

After saying that, Old Ghost Liu suddenly raised the bell above his head and shook it violently.

Dingding......!

The bell suddenly became urgent, and the ground under his feet began to tremble. It was as if something underground, summoned by the bell, was about to burst out of the ground.

"Poof......

Ding Ermiao couldn't bear the huge pressure in his chest, and finally a large mouthful of blood spurted out, shooting straight five or six feet away.

But a mouthful of blood spurted out, and Ding Ermiao's heart lit up.

There was a voice that roared in the depths of his head: "I can't die, I can't die like this!" ”

As soon as his mind moved, Ding Ermiao immediately sat down cross-legged and recited a mantra in his mouth:

"Patience firmly believes, like Myoko Mountain; It is always deep and wide, like the sea; God is unhindered, like vanity; Destroy everything, confuse obstacles and habits, like the scorching sun, dissolving light ice; Always avoid meditation, colorless righteousness, all wisdom, Miao Baozhou Zhu, can be useless, turn the great prayer wheel ......"

This is a Heart Sutra passed to Ding Ermiao by King Jizo Bodhisattva in the hell torture chamber that day.

Now that I am in a dead place and in a desperate situation, I hope that this Heart Sutra can calm my heart and bring me a way to live......

"Boy, what's the use of you reciting spells?" The black-faced general sneered, raised the big knife in his hand, and slashed towards Ding Ermiao's neck.

Ding Ermiao sat on the ground, unable to move a bit, and watched the big knife slash.