I created Qin Tianjian in modern times

"Master, we have been trekking for a long time, but haven't found the dragon vein yet?" Chen Tian asked breathlessly. He was exhausted after using Fenghou Qimen, a lost Taoist skill, for a long time. The reason why he could continue to move forward was all due to his unyielding perseverance.

Bai Wenzheng shook his head lightly, his expression solemn: "This world in the painting has its own unique rules, which are completely different from the real world. Here, we have lost the concept of direction and time, so it is difficult to determine our position. However, judging from the aura, the dragon vein should be not far from us..."

Chen Tian nodded with difficulty, took a deep breath, and was filled with worry: "I don't know what happened to the other teammates, A Jing, Ouyang Nian, that stupid dog, and that fat layman. In this dangerous world in the painting, their situation may not be optimistic."

Bai Wenzheng didn't seem to care too much about Chen Tian's worries: "Don't worry, each team member selected by the commander has his own unique features. Whether it's Ajing, Ouyang Nian or Hei Huang, if they can't cope with the challenges of this world in the painting, they don't deserve to be a member of the 788 Exploration Team. As for Fatty Wang..." He changed the subject, a trace of worry in his eyes, "We can only hope that he will be lucky."

However, the actual situation was much better than Chen Tian and Bai Wenzheng imagined. The team members did not fight alone, but each found a partner. Ah Jing fought side by side with the big black dog, and they cooperated well; Fatty and Ouyang Nian went together. Although the process was awkward, they supported each other.

The cooperation between A Jing and Big Black Dog went smoothly. Although their strength was not as good as Bai Wenzheng and Chen Tian, ​​they could exert extraordinary strength together. The pair of Fatty and Ouyang Nian seemed a little embarrassed, but Fatty relied on his rich experience in tomb robbing and amazing physical strength, and Ouyang Nian's superficial understanding of Wu Hou Qi Men, and the two managed to hold on until now.

"I really can't go on. I really can't walk anymore." The fat man leaned on Ouyang Nian's shoulder, panting, and Ouyang Nian was also exhausted and had difficulty walking.

"Fatty, can't you just throw away that golden wine jug? Do you know how heavy it is?" Ouyang Nian complained. They encountered many dangers along the way, but Fatty always held on to the golden wine jug tightly, treating it as a treasure.

Upon hearing this, the fat man quickly hid the gin jug in his arms: "You don't understand, this is my treasure. If I sell it, I will get rich!"

Ouyang Nian rolled his eyes helplessly: "It's already this time, and you're still thinking about money? Don't you want your life?"

The fat man answered without hesitation: "Is there any need to ask? Of course it's money. What's the point of living without money?"

The fat man's greed for money made Ouyang Nian laugh and cry. The two of them bickered and supported each other, and finally reached the edge of this world.

After a period of exploration, they found that the boundaries of these worlds were like a thin layer of water film, and crossing it would lead them into another completely new world. Looking at the water film so close, Ouyang Nian frowned, "If I'm not mistaken, the power that has been guiding us is in the world behind the water film."

The fat man held the dagger tightly and asked vigilantly, "Do you think this force could be a trap? It looks like a guide, but it's actually a snare?"

Ouyang Nian smiled bitterly: "Even if it's a trap, what can we do? Are we trapped in this world forever?"

The fat man looked back at this desolate world and said with emotion: "If we had known earlier, we would have stayed in the previous world, where there were fine wines, delicious food and treasures. Now, we don't know what we will encounter in the next connection..."

Ouyang Nian did not respond. He knew that the fat man was just talking casually, otherwise he would not have followed him for so long. The two looked at each other, seemed to have made some kind of decision, and then walked forward firmly.

The moment they passed through the water film, they felt a familiar chill, as if they were in water. They moved forward cautiously, and gradually light appeared before their eyes. A new world appeared before them, but this world was very different from what they had experienced before.

The previous world in the painting was full of dangers, but it was generally solemn and dignified. But here it was pitch black, with only a village not far away flashing red lights. There were no golden Buddhas, angry arhats, three-headed rakshasas, or colorful fairies. There was only a village standing alone in the darkness, emitting a strange red light.

"This place looks familiar..." Ouyang Nian looked around and asked doubtfully, "Have we seen murals like this before?"

The fat man shook his head blankly: "Who can remember all the murals? But I also feel that this place is a bit familiar."

The two men discussed in low voices while cautiously walking towards the village. It was eerily quiet all around, with only the sound of their footsteps echoing in their ears. A cold wind blew by, and the two red lanterns at the entrance of the village swayed in the wind.

When they arrived at the entrance of the village, they found a stone tablet. However, the stone tablet did not have the name of the village engraved on it, but looked more like a tombstone. Fatty Wang exclaimed in surprise: "Why does this thing look like a tombstone?"

After being reminded by the fat man, Ouyang Nian also realized that it was true. There was a tombstone standing at the entrance of the village, adding a bit of weird atmosphere to the place.

At this moment, the two had no way to retreat, and the closer they got to the village, the stronger the force leading them forward became. Ouyang Nian and Fatty could only bite the bullet and go deeper into the village step by step.

There are dilapidated wooden houses on both sides of the village road, but strangely, the doors of every household are closed and there is not a single light coming out.

"Is there really anyone living here?" the fat man muttered doubtfully, walking up to a house's window and peeking inside.

Although he didn't see anyone, he saw a Buddha statue in the shrine facing the window. What surprised the fat man was that the Buddha's face was covered with a red cloth, so he couldn't see his face clearly. Moreover, the handprint of the Buddha was also different from others.

"Ouyang Nian, look at the handprint of this Buddha statue. Why is it facing backwards?" The fat man called Ouyang Nian over to have a look.

Ouyang Nian moved closer upon hearing this, and saw only the faint light of three incense sticks flickering in the darkness. The Buddha's hands were facing each other with the thumb and little finger interlocked, which was completely different from the handprints of Buddha statues he usually saw.

"This is really weird. We'd better stay here for a while." Ouyang Nian urged the fat man to move on.

The further they walked, the colder they felt on their backs, as if there was always a pair of eyes staring at them in the dark. At this time, the fat man looked up at the sky and saw a red moon hanging in the sky, surrounded by dark clouds on both sides. At first glance, it looked like an eye was watching them.

The fat man told Ouyang Nian about this discovery anxiously, but Ouyang Nian didn't seem to care much: "It's already this late, don't scare yourself. This place is already weird enough."

However, just as Ouyang Nian finished speaking, a sound of copper bells suddenly rang out from all around. "Ring, ring, ring..." Both of them were startled, and looking around, they found that there was a strange wind chime hanging on the eaves of every household.

"There is a folk legend that wind chimes are extremely yin objects. Whenever the wind chimes ring, it means that a spirit is passing by." The fat man said solemnly, "This village is full of weirdness. Every household has closed their doors and windows, and bronze wind chimes are hung on the eaves. Why do I feel like we have walked into a ghost village?"

Ouyang Nian was about to say something, but suddenly he heard the sound of the wind chimes mixed with the sound of Sanskrit. The two were stunned and listened quietly to this strange sound. There was an incomprehensible chanting mixed in with the Sanskrit sound, but one sentence was particularly clear: "Fire Buddha Xiuyi, heart Sa Moo..."

The two looked at each other, full of confusion. "What is this?" Ouyang Nian asked the fat man.

"I just heard clearly 'Fire Buddha Xiuyi, heart Sa Mo Mo'." The fat man replied.

At this moment, there was a sound of something falling. The two walked to the nearest room in surprise and looked through the window. They saw that the incense burner on the altar had broken into two pieces, and the red cloth covering the face of the Buddha seemed to be constantly touched by an invisible hand and was about to fall.

The strange scene before them made the two of them look at each other in bewilderment, with a surge of fear in their hearts. This strange village gave them a feeling of desolation and ruin. Although there were man-made buildings, there was no one. Once this fear was born, it was difficult to dispel, especially since neither of them knew what would happen next.

Unknown dangers lurk in the darkness, and fear follows. The two slowly moved forward, looking for the source of the strange Sanskrit sound. The sound seemed to be not made by one person, but a group of people chanting together. As the Sanskrit sound came, the temperature around them seemed to drop quietly, and everything seemed so weird.

"Now that I think about it, I'm so lucky to have Lord Buddha and the others around me..." the fat man suddenly sighed.

Ouyang Nian was a little puzzled: "What do you mean? Am I not with you now?"

The fat man curled his lips and said, "I don't feel safe following you. If we really encounter any danger, you might run faster than me."

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Ouyang Nian was a little dissatisfied when he heard this: "If I wanted to run away, I would have run away long ago. Why would I be talking nonsense with you here? I am a member of the 543 Exploration Team. How could I abandon a civilian like you?"

The fat man was choked by Ouyang Nian's words and was speechless, but thinking carefully, he was right. He was just an ordinary citizen in front of him. However, after the two of them joked like this, the pressure in their hearts was relieved a lot.

As they continued walking, they found a flickering fire in the distance. Red lanterns began to appear on the houses on both sides. It turned out that this was the source of the strange red light they saw before entering the village. Two rows of lanterns were neatly hung on the eaves, and the red light made the two people hold their breath involuntarily. The sound of the Sanskrit became clearer and clearer, and they also quickened their pace, wanting to find out what happened here.

When the two passed the last row of houses, the view in front of them suddenly became open.

They came to a spacious open space, where they saw a group of dark figures forming a large circle. There were fires burning around them, and the things that started the fire were actually red and white paper.

"The Fire Buddha cultivates oneness, the heart is Samantabhadra..." Amid the complex Sanskrit sounds, this sentence echoed frequently and was clearly audible.

The two looked through the gap in the crowd and finally saw clearly: in the middle of the crowd stood a Buddha statue with its back to them. These people formed a circle and kept turning around the Buddha statue, with strange postures and exaggerated movements. But their faces were gloomy and expressionless, just like dead people...

Seeing this scene, the two of them couldn't help but gasp. They finally understood why they felt that everything was familiar before. Wasn't this the scene depicted in the mural that they finally found after investigating based on the clues of the corpse?

At this moment, this strange ritual was being performed right before their eyes. The crowd was black, their movements were as stiff as machines, their limbs twisted into strange postures, and they were performing some strange ritual.

Only the back of the Buddha statue could be seen, and its face was covered with a red cloth, so its true appearance could not be seen clearly. Recalling the masked Buddha statue enshrined in the village that he had seen through the window glass before, Ouyang Nian lowered his voice and asked:

"Why do all these Buddha statues have their faces covered? Can Buddhas be beautiful or ugly?"

The fat man didn't know much about Buddhist culture, so he just responded casually:

"Who can say for sure? I only know that the Three Pure Ones only need clay bodies, but the Buddha needs to be plated with gold. In troubled times, Bodhisattvas do not care about the world, and the old Taoists carry swords to save the people. In prosperous times, Buddhism welcomes pilgrims, and Taoism retreats to the mountains and forests..."

From what the fat man said, it can be seen that he obviously respects Taoism more.

At this moment, a deep voice suddenly sounded behind the two of them:

"This view is too one-sided. Whether it is the Buddha or the Three Pure Ones, mud and gold are just external forms. The real Three Pure Ones and the true Buddha are in the self-nature of human beings. It is difficult for ordinary people to distinguish the true self of the bodhisattva in the world. To have such remarks is just to cling to the illusion in front of you..."

The two looked back in surprise, and saw an old man in a black robe standing behind them. The old man was in a black robe, and it was difficult to see his face in the dark. His face was full of wrinkles, and his eyes seemed to be hidden in the wrinkles, only reflecting the firelight, looking a little cunning.

"Who are you?" Ouyang Nian and the fat man subconsciously took two steps back, keeping a distance from the old man who appeared suddenly, and asked vigilantly.

"You two, I am the village chief of the Buddha Mother Village. This village hasn't had any guests for a long time. You came at the right time, just in time to catch our village's ceremony of worshiping the Buddha Mother. When in Rome, do as the Romans do. How about completing this ceremony with us?" the old man said slowly.

"Buddha Mother?" Ouyang Nian asked with some doubt. "I only know the story of the Peacock King swallowing the Buddha in ancient times. After the Buddha escaped from the Peacock King's belly, he wanted to kill him, but was dissuaded by the Ancient Buddha Dipankara, who said that the Buddha came out of the peacock's belly, so how could he kill his mother. Could the Buddha Mother you are talking about be the Peacock King?"

The old man was startled when he heard this, a strange look flashed in his eyes, then he laughed again, shook his head and said:

"I don't know what you are talking about. Our Buddha Mother is the Great Black Buddha Mother. The Great Black Buddha Mother will answer any prayer, and it is very effective. This is the most important thing in our China."