Chapter 35 It's You
For Su Bai, his task was very simple. He would go to the appointment normally, talk normally, know him normally, distinguish him normally, and finally, he would kill someone normally.
For fat men, Jie Bing, monks, and Gyatso, their tasks seemed much looser and casual. The four of them did not make an appointment to ambush near the hotel. Various formations and magic weapons were ready, you 1 me 2 he 3 or 4 on the ground.
Because this is not an ambush battle. In fact, if the ambush battle is really set up, if the other party is really willing to take the call, the four people will be tied together and will be a temporary stop.
This is an action with the main purpose of finding clues. Its spirit is "focus on participation". The extremely low goal and extremely low success rate also gives the four monks more room for development.
However, maybe the four people and Su Bai did not expect that the other party seemed to have completely calculated this and adopted a preemptive attitude.
The fat man is still trapped in the hospital by the formation and shouting for radio, but the radio seems to be not in the service area. Jie Bing is sitting next to Su Bai's private room, but he is forced to immerse himself in the illusion of illusion. Although he is very close to Su Bai, he can still be said to be far away.
Moreover, both of them were hit without having time to send any message.
However, although neither of them sent a message, it is likely that the best information has not been sent for so long.
The monk sent several inquiry messages in a row. Seeing that after Su Bai replied to a picture in the WeChat group, no one else replied, he realized that something was wrong.
This problem seemed to appear a little early for the monk. At the same time, the monk couldn't help but sigh. He thought that the four people were in a hidden state were actually exposed to the other party's gaze.
But no matter how the situation changes, what should be done is actually something to do. Put your phone in, the monk pushed open the door of the balcony on the second floor and walked in.
This is Aunt Su Bai's house.
The monk is responsible for searching here.
Although the woman had stayed here and lived here, she should not be here now. If she were here, the monk would have to sit on wax.
Yes, sit wax.
The monk was not even mentally prepared. He pushed open the door and went in. He saw the woman sitting in front of him, looking at him calmly. This scene could not even be able to hold on to the monk himself. It gave people endless psychological pressure than facing the statue of gods and Buddhas when worshiping Buddha.
Fortunately, the picture did not appear, and there was no one in the whole room.
The monk began to check everywhere, and every message and every key point, as long as it can be found, is extremely important.
Before he knew it, the monk came to the wedding room of Su Bai's cousin and brother-in-law.
The monk saw the wedding photo hanging on the wall and the dressing table in front of him. After careful observation, the monk also found the nail scratches on the mirror of the dressing table.
For a moment, a picture also appeared in the monk's mind. In the picture, the woman was sitting here, slightly tilting her body, unconsciously rubbing her hand on the mirror, eyes looking at the wedding photos on the wall;
She watched it for a long time.
But what the monk was a little difficult to understand was that the woman really didn’t control her strength unconsciously, so she left scratches on the mirror?
Would a woman who can avoid radio and tracing her freely and freely make such a low-level mistake?
According to what Su Bai told, that brother-in-law is probably the real Su Bai body, the real child of that woman, but that woman,
Will your heart suddenly become soft and your motherly brilliance suddenly becomes bright and can't stop staring at your son's wedding photo here and be stunned?
possible,
It is very likely,
After all, even if you are an unforgivable bad guy, you can't let him think about how to do bad things 24 hours a day, or he may suddenly help the old lady cross the road on a whim.
However, the monk felt that women like that should not have such emotions.
and,
In the monk's opinion, there is actually no essential difference between her attitude towards her own son and her attitude towards Su Bai.
The monk stared at the mirror and wanted to look carefully, but suddenly another picture appeared in the monk's mind.
In the picture, a woman is standing here, yes, she stands here, then reaches out and gently scrapes the mirror with her fingernails while looking at her skin, her hair, and her beauty,
Then,
She turned around and left.
In the whole picture, the woman did not take a look at the wedding photo. What she purely admired was herself.
Because when the monk saw the wedding photo at first, he felt something was wrong, but at the beginning the monk did not wake up. Now, the monk finally figured out where the wrong thing happened.
Ordinary people, in the bedroom of newlyweds, will definitely hang a wedding photo if nothing unexpected happens.
But where is that placed?
The normal choice should be on the wedding bed of the couple, hanging on the wall on the bed, but the wedding photos in this room are placed on the right side of the entrance, facing the bed, in front of the dressing table, not even in the center of the wall, but close to the door.
this,
It was just something that the monk felt when he first came in.
Because normal people rarely choose to put their wedding photos in this position.
The monk immediately came to the bed and carefully looked at the wall above the bed. Suddenly, the monk was stunned because he found that there was an area on the bed, which was obviously a little different from the surrounding area. Because it was cleaned, it still left some visible traces.
That painting,
It should have been hanging here!
"This painting has been moved!"
The monk's breathing suddenly tightened. When he turned around, he happened to see the dressing table position. The monk's own figure was also reflected in the mirror, but in the mirror, there was a black figure next to the monk. The monk was very familiar with this figure, and this was his master!
"Amitabha!"
The monk puts his hands together and calms his mind.
The monk actually knew in his heart that this black shadow did not exist at all. After he personally smashed his master to death with a demon-subduing pestle, and then personally dunked his master's remaining soul completely.
My own master,
In fact, it has really disappeared from this world completely.
At that time, the seven-character verse had not yet become an audience, but at that time, the seven-character verse had already developed a Taoist practice.
The master's death was a kind of sorrow, but also a kind of necessity. He tried to annex the relics and incorporate them into his body, but he became obsessed with it. At the end, he snatched his skin and let his flesh roll and begs Qilu to kill him.
This is the monk's inner demon, but in the story world, the radio set up a dangerous situation for the monk for this inner demon, but the monk had already let go at that time. Even the monk vaguely saw his master slowly fading away his anger and standing in front of him, waving goodbye to him. But at this moment, when the black figure appeared again in the mirror, the monk's heart suddenly became turbulent.
"When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practiced the deep Prajna Paramita, he saw that the five aggregates were empty and he could overcome all sufferings. Shariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form..."
The monk stood beside the bed, folded his hands together, and recited the Heart Sutra of Prajna Paramita.
In his heart, it seemed as if he saw his master come back again.
But the monk's heart is as iron as iron, and he is ready to kill the sudden rise of karma again!
However, the shadow slowly faded and turned into a peaceful and kind face.
The master's face was covered with wrinkles, just like when he held the hand of the seven-character verse sent to the temple to study.
At that time, the master's hands were very rough but very warm.
"Oh, Amitabha." The master chanted the Buddha's name in front of the seven-character poem.
"Amitabha." The seven-character revered the Buddha's name.
"Haha, my teacher is helpless and has been tortured again." The master smiled bitterly, "Let me go down, let go, seven-character, let go of my heart, after all, it is better to let go completely. I am tired and die in peace. Every now and then, I have to be pulled out and disgusted, my precious disciple, I am ashamed. I shouldn't have been greedy for that mouth, greed, and practice hard for a lifetime, and finally I will be in vain."
Seven-character smiled, the "Stand Kill" that was originally prepared disappeared,
Yes, it's time to let go.
He put his hands together again, "Master, it's gone."
"It should have disappeared long ago." The master smiled and slowly drifted away.
From now on, I will not remember my master.
Everything around me has returned to peace,
Wedding bed, wedding photos, dressing table and mirrors on it,
Everything seems to have changed little, but a vortex is dissipated invisible at this time.
The monk first took out his cell phone and called Su Bai.
"Sorry, the phone number you made is not in the service area. Please dial it later..."
The monk narrowed his eyes, and a deep look flashed in his eyes.
In the WeChat group, Su Bai, who could have been contacted, also lost contact. In addition, Gyatso, who had lost contact before, the fat man reconciled. It can be imagined that the other party took the initiative in advance, but the other party made a mistake or a mistake on his side.
The monk immediately walked out of the wedding room, and he had to rush to the hotel as soon as possible.
However, when the monk just walked into the living room, a crisp sound suddenly sounded. The monk slowly turned his head and on the sofa in the living room behind him, a black women's dress that was originally scattered there was floating slowly at this time.
Chapter completed!