NCCnovel Chapter 38 Game of Chess
Chapter 38 Game of Chess
When He Zhen saw the puppet silk being repelled, a cunning flashed in his eyes. He smiled more dangerously, and said slowly with his thin red lips: "I wonder if the master has been poisoned."
"Amitabha, monks do not tell lies. I don't think this is a Gu."
The monk's brows were calm, but a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
Hundreds of glowing blood-red threads emerged from Jialuo's body. Faced with this sudden change, he was not panicked.
He waved his Zen stick again, and the golden Buddha light became even brighter, forming a huge light shield that protected him.
Each strand of puppet thread penetrates the bones and sews into the internal organs, so simply pulling them out is no different from pulling out the tendons and skinning them.
The monk remained unmoved. He pursed his lips and silently recited scriptures, pulling out dozens of puppet threads at once, as if he was cutting flesh to feed the eagle.
The puppet threads continued to absorb spiritual blood, splitting into more and more threads, looking evil and bloodthirsty.
He meditated and chanted, and the powerful Buddhist Dharma removed the puppet threads one by one.
After a while, the shackles fell and turned into a bloody man.
Although the puppet thread was flexible, every time it touched the light shield, it was bounced back by the golden Buddha light.
In terms of severely injuring Jialuo, He Zhen felt that the puppet threads he had planted on him were enough.
Jia Luo did not choose to continue pulling out the puppet threads. Instead, he used the power of Buddha to suppress it forcibly, revealing the form of Shura. Without destruction, there is no creation.
Seeing this, He Zhen's smile deepened. He knew that the puppet thread on Jialuo's body could not be dragged on, and the impact would only become more and more serious.
He Zhen was not in a hurry to achieve success. He wanted to see how Jia Luo struggled, and what he had to consider was not to kill Bald Donkey.
As the Shura Dharmakāya approached, the air around it solidified, and a powerful pressure came towards He Zhen.
He Zhen felt the pressure and was horrified. He dared not be careless anymore. He quickly formed seals with his hands, preparing to meet Jia Luo's counterattack.
The Shura image of Jialuo became more and more solid, and his Zen staff also emitted a more dazzling golden light.
Shura Dharmakāya shouted loudly, holding the Guwozhan sword in his hand, and swung it forward fiercely. The sword, which was as long as ten people, chopped down head-on with incredible power.
Seeing this, He Zhen pushed his hands forward suddenly, and the puppet thread spun in the air, one became two, two became three, forming a barrier, trying to resist the attack of the shackle.
However, the power of Shura's Dharma Image was too strong, and the puppet silk barrier began to shatter under the impact of the light beam.
He Zhen knew that if he didn't take any action, he would probably be defeated.
A hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly bit his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the puppet thread. After the puppet thread absorbed He Zhen's blood, it became even more weird and violent.
When Jia Luo saw that He Zhen actually used his essence and blood to strengthen the puppet thread, he was also shocked.
Before he could react, the puppet thread broke through his skin, and the skinny monk in white had his limbs suddenly controlled, hanging in the air like a rag doll covered with threads.
Only drops of blood flowed down the crisscrossing silk threads.
The Shura Dharma Image stopped in mid-air in a daze, as if he was drawing his sword and looking around with a confused heart.
He Zhen was waiting for Jia Luo to admit defeat. He looked in the direction of Liu Ruyan, eager for approval.
But he saw that the girl was holding the Autumn Water Sword and looking at Qin Muyue with tearful eyes.
"Senior Sister, this is just a competition. Ruyan should admit defeat. Why do you have to destroy my Dantian?"
Qin Muyue tried her best to pull out the Qiushui Sword, but the other party used some strange force to push the sword towards her dantian. She coaxed him, "Ah, yes, yes, it's all my fault, senior sister. Don't try to commit suicide again. Let go...let go!"
"Qin Muyue, I don't allow you to hurt her!" He Zhen's aura suddenly became cold. He walked over step by step, his narrow and starry eyes hiding murderous intent.
[My dear, where did this girl get the evil energy from? She is sick again and wants to commit suicide and put the blame on me.]
[Host, the child is sick and needs treatment]
He Zhen paused and calmed down his angry mind. He found that Liu Ruyan's expression was indeed a little strange, not like her usual self.
【How about giving your child a frontal lobotomy? 】
[Host! The heroine is stupid and will die faster! ]
Hua Chao was curious about what Qin Muyue said, and his hand slipped, and he was almost hit by Yan Shiyin's sword energy.
Tsuruma: Haha...still that rude and naughty kid.
Lu Yaoguang: I didn’t expect that Mu Yue’s junior sister had such a miserable life experience. She really supported this broken sect by herself.
He Zhen went over and pulled Liu Ruyan away, and using his spiritual power to probe, he found that she only had a slight skin break, and it would have healed if he had come a little later.
“Brother He Zhen, please don’t misunderstand me. It must be because Ruyan didn’t make the pastries sweet enough last time, so I…” Liu Ruyan wiped her tears in He Zhen’s arms.
[Tsk, He Zhen is just taking advantage of the child's evil spirit entering his brain.]
Tsuruma: Is there such a good thing?
Huachao: Shameless!
Lu Yaoguang:? This is not what a gentleman does.
He Zhen pushed Liu Ruyan away in a serious manner and straightened his clothes, and a plan to win Liu Ruyan back took shape.
[Tong, I remember that when Liu Ruyan had more and more friends, He Zhen deliberately used magic to turn Liu Ruyan into a dependent personality. Is this the plot? 】
[The host has a really good memory. He remembered all the plots that Xiaoying had told him once.]
He Zhen was startled, his pupils trembled, a plot? Could he be a character in a storybook? He looked at the puppet thread in his hand, his eyes darkened.
He doesn't like being manipulated, and he doesn't like plots. Even if this world comes from a storybook, his hatred and the betrayal he has suffered have not diminished in the slightest.
"Brother Hezhen, are you listening to Ruyan?" Liu Ruyan's eyes were misty. She looked pitiful on the surface, but in fact, there was evil in her eyes, and her fingertips were circling around the boy's heart.
I really want to... dig it out and take a bite. Her eyes turned red.
He Zhen grabbed Liu Ruyan's hand and knocked her out with a knife.
At this moment, the shackle broke free from the silk thread and white crystals rolled off his clothes.
He Zhen's pupils shrank, and he used the salt technique. Although those things were salt, they were indeed made of his puppet silk.
"Master, you have a unique skill in turning the virtual into the real. I admire you." He Zhen said while gritting his teeth. The other party has comprehended the true nature of his spiritual roots. If they continue fighting, he will have no chance of winning.
At this moment, Jialuo suddenly put away his Shura Dharma image, and the Buddha light on his Zen staff gradually faded. He looked at Hezhen and said slowly, "Donor Hezhen, the fight between you and me is enough. If we continue, I'm afraid both of us will suffer. How about we stop here and discuss Buddhism together?"
He Zhen felt relieved when he saw Jia Luo take his hand away.
He nodded, put away the puppet silk, picked up the girl's collar by the back of her neck, handed it to the monk, and said, "Master, please exorcise the demon for my sister. She is possessed by the evil spirit again."
"Amitabha, Mr. He's junior sister Liu turns out to have a physique that attracts evil spirits. I also think that this child has a miserable life." Jia Luo shook his head, showing a bit of compassion. He placed his hand on Liu Ruyan's head and recited Buddhist scriptures.
"Master, after you help Ruyan get rid of the evil spirit, I will crush the sign and send out the test of conscience," He Zhen was a little careless. Qin Muyue would guess most of his plans, so he would have no chance to do anything bad.
He Zhen felt that he needed some time to think carefully about his next plan.