Chapter 601 It Turns Out to Be You

For Su Bai, his task is very simple, go to the appointment normally, talk normally, know each other normally, distinguish normally, and finally, kill people normally.

For Fatty, Jie Zhen, Monk, and Gyatso, their missions seemed much looser and more casual. The four of them did not make an appointment to ambush near the hotel, and prepared various formations and magic weapons. You 1 and I 2. He's 3 or 4 on the ground.

Because this is not an ambush battle. In fact, if there is really an ambush battle, if the opponent is really willing to take the attack, then the four people tied together will just stop eating.

This is an operation whose main purpose is to find clues. Its spirit is "participation is important". The extremely low goal and extremely low success rate also give the four monks more room for development.

However, maybe the four of them plus Su Bai didn't expect that the other party seemed to have fully calculated this and adopted a preemptive stance.

The fat man is still trapped in the hospital by the formation, shouting for the radio, but the radio seems to be not in the service area. Xie Zhen is sitting next to Su Bai's private room, but he is drugged and forced to immerse himself in the illusion, even though he is far away Su Bai is very close, but it can still be said to be a world away.

Moreover, both of them were tricked without having time to send any message.

However, although neither of them sent a message, the fact that they haven't sent a message for so long is probably the best message.

The monk sent several inquiring messages in succession. When he saw that no one in the WeChat group responded except Su Bai who replied with a picture, he realized that something was wrong.

This problem seemed to have appeared a little early for the monk. At the same time, the monk couldn't help but sigh a little. The four people who thought they were in hiding were actually exposed to each other's eyes all the time.

But no matter how the situation changed, what should be done was actually still done. Putting the phone away, the monk opened the door to the balcony on the second floor and walked in.

This is Aunt Su Bai’s house.

The monk is responsible for searching this place.

Although that woman once stayed here and lived here, she should not be here now. If she were here, the monk would have to sit on the wax.

Yes, sit on wax.

The monk was not even mentally prepared. He opened the door and went in. He saw the woman sitting in front of him, looking at him calmly. Even the monk couldn't bear this scene. He faced the statues of gods and Buddhas while praying to Buddha. It gives people endless psychological pressure.

Fortunately, that scene did not appear, and there was no one in the whole room.

The monk began to check everywhere. Every message and every key point was extremely important as long as he could find it.

Unknowingly, 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. He observed it carefully. The monk also discovered the nail scratches on the dressing table mirror.

For a moment, a picture emerged in the monk's mind. In the picture, the woman was sitting here, leaning slightly sideways, unconsciously rubbing one hand on the mirror, and looking at the wedding photos on the wall with her eyes;

She watched for a long time.

However, what makes the monk a little difficult to understand is that the woman really just unconsciously failed to control her strength, so she left nail scratches on the mirror?

How could a woman who was so free and able to avoid the prying eyes of the radio make such a stupid mistake?

Based on what Su Bai told, that brother-in-law is probably the real Su Bai, the real child of that woman, but that woman,

Will your heart suddenly soften and you will be unable to contain your maternal brilliance and stare at your son's wedding photos in a daze?

possible,

It's very possible,

After all, even if you are a heinous bad guy, you cannot make him think about how to do bad things 24 hours a day. He may also suddenly help an old lady cross the road on a whim.

However, the monk felt that a woman like that shouldn't have such emotions.

and,

In the monk's view, there is actually no essential difference between her attitude towards her biological son and her attitude towards Su Bai.

The monk stared at the mirror, wanting to look carefully, but suddenly, another picture appeared in the monk's mind.

In the picture, a woman is standing here, yes, she is standing here, then she reaches out and gently scratches the mirror with her nails while looking at her skin and hair carefully in the mirror, admiring With your own beauty,

Then,

She turned around and left.

In the whole picture, the woman didn't take a second look at the wedding photo. What she purely admired was herself.

Because when the monk saw the wedding photo for the first time, he felt that something was wrong. However, the monk did not wake up at first. Now, the monk finally figured out what was wrong.

Ordinary people, or newlyweds, will definitely hang a wedding photo in their bedroom, unless something unexpected happens.

But where does that sit?

The normal choice would be to hang it on the wall above the couple's wedding bed, but the wedding photos in this room are placed on the wall to the right of the entrance, facing the bed, on the dressing table. Diagonally in front, not even in the center of the wall, but close to the door.

this,

This is where the monk felt something was wrong when he first came in.

Because normal people rarely choose to put their wedding photos in this location.

The monk immediately came to the bed and carefully checked the wall above the bed. Suddenly, the monk was stunned because he found an area on the bed that was obviously a little different from the surrounding areas because it had been cleaned, but it was still left. There are some perceptible traces.

that painting,

It should have been hung here!

"This painting has been moved!"

The monk's breath suddenly tightened, and when he turned around, he happened to see the dressing table. The monk's own figure was also reflected in the mirror, but in the mirror, there was a black figure beside the monk. This figure, The monk is very familiar with it, this is his master!

"Amitabha!"

The monk put his hands together and meditated.

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-conquering pestle, and then personally strangled the remaining souls of his master with a cloth,

My own master,

In fact, it has really completely disappeared from this world.

At that time, the Qi Lv had not yet become an audience, but at that time, the Qi Lv had already acquired the Taoism.

The death of the master is a kind of sadness, but it is also an inevitable one. He tried to swallow the relics and integrate them into his body, but he went crazy. In the end, he picked his own face and let his flesh and blood roll while begging Qilu to kill him.

This was the monk's inner demon, but in the world of the story, the broadcast had set up a dangerous situation for the monk against this inner demon, but the monk had already let go of it at that time. He even vaguely saw his master slowly fading away from his violence. Qi stood in front of him, waving goodbye to him, but at this moment, when the black figure appeared in the mirror again, the monk's heart suddenly started to stir.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time, saw that the five aggregates are all empty, and survived all the hardships. Relic, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color..."

The monk stood beside the bed with his hands clasped together and recited the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra.

Deep in his heart, he seemed to see his master coming back again.

But the monk's mind is as strong as iron, and he is ready to directly eliminate the karma that suddenly arises again!

However, the black shadow slowly faded away and turned into a peaceful and kind face.

The master's face was full of furrows and wrinkles, just like when he held the hand of Qi Lv who was sent to the temple to study.

At that time, the master's hands were rough but warm.

"Alas, Amitabha." The master recited the Buddha's name facing the seven laws.

"Amitabha." Qilu responded with the Buddha's name.

"Haha, I'm helpless as a teacher, and I've been tossed around again." The master smiled bitterly, "Just let go of me as a teacher, Qi Lv. After all, it's better to let go completely than to let go. I'm tired of being a teacher, and I won't have a peaceful death. I have to be pulled out every now and then. It makes me, my precious disciple, so disgusting. I am so ashamed. I shouldn’t have been greedy and greedy in the first place. I have worked hard to cultivate my state of mind for a lifetime, but it will all be in vain.”

Qi Lu smiled casually, and the "stick killing" that he had prepared disappeared.

Yes, it's time to let it go.

He put his hands together again and said, "Master, he's gone."

"It should have disappeared a long time ago." The master chuckled, and his figure slowly drifted away.

From now on, Qilu will not remember his master.

Everything around has returned to calm,

The wedding bed, wedding photos, dressing table and mirror above,

Nothing seemed to have changed, but a whirlpool was dissipated at this moment.

The monk first took out his mobile phone and called Su Bai.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is not in the service area. Please call again later..."

The monk squinted his eyes, and there was a hint of depth in his eyes.

In the WeChat group, Su Bai, who was still in contact with him, has also lost contact. In addition, Gyatso and Fatty Xie Zhen, who had lost contact before, can be imagined that the other party took the initiative in advance. However, the other party committed a crime on his side. Made a mistake, or called a mistake.

The monk immediately walked out of the wedding room. He had to rush to the hotel as soon as possible.

However, when the monk had just walked into the living room, a clear voice suddenly sounded. The monk slowly turned his head. Behind him, on the sofa in the living room, a black women's dress that was originally scattered there turned out to be... Slowly filling up and floating up.

"Amitabha, it turns out it's you..."