Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

There is a large Buddha statue at Longmen, facing the Yi River.

This Buddha has a lineage that spans over a thousand years.

The towering Buddha statue, nearly 20 meters tall, sits on the west bank of Longmen Mountain, its gaze fixed ahead, seemingly looking at the verdant mountains on the opposite bank of the river.

As night fell, the Yi River flowed swiftly in front of the Buddha, and the number of pedestrians gradually dwindled.

After 10 o'clock, the two mountains of Longmen and the banks of the Yi River, which were bustling with tourists during the day, suddenly became gloomy, and there was not a single person in sight.

At this time, on the south side of West Mountain, there was a small temple called Longyin Temple.

After the last worshipper left, the lights in all the rooms of Longyin Temple were turned off one by one, and the monks began to clean.

Inside the main hall, an old monk, sitting cross-legged on a prayer mat, slowly removed his kasaya, revealing a simple monk's robe underneath.

He blew out the candles in the main hall one by one, carefully closed the hall door, and walked out of the temple.

As he reached the temple gate, a deep voice called out to him, "Kongming, where are you going?"

The old monk turned around, bowed with one hand towards the direction of the sound, and said, "Brother, I'm going to save a life."

"Don't go! That person isn't worth saving!"

The sound echoed in the empty air, but no one was in sight.

The old monk remained bowed, motionless like a statue. He said, "Brother, Buddhist teachings say that saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda. In this world, how could there be anyone who doesn't deserve to be saved?"

"If you go, the entire temple will suffer because of you!"

A smile appeared on the old monk's face as he said, "I have shed the robes of the abbot and am now just an ordinary monk."

"Even if disaster befalls me today, it will only be my own affair and will not involve the temple."

The voice that echoed from the empty space seemed to be angry: "Isn't your own life a life too?!"

The old monk remained bowed, but looked up at the stars in the sky and said calmly, "Brother, monks are detached from worldly desires; I have long since disregarded life and death."

The voice fell silent.

The old monk bowed slightly, turned and walked out of the temple.

As he climbed the steps of the mountain path outside the temple gate, the voice still seemed somewhat unwilling, angrily asking, "You're not usually this foolish!"

"Why would I be willing to provoke that wicked person today..."

The voice that suddenly appeared seemed to be very reluctant to speak of a certain name, and it stopped halfway through its sentence.

The old monk, whose Dharma name was Kongming, walked to the railing of the mountain path, looked at the Yi River in the night, and the thousand-year-old Buddha statue located at the foot of the mountain, and said in a voice as calm as an ancient well: "Brother, this Longmen is a sacred place for our Buddhist sect."

"There are ten temples in total at Longmen, with over a thousand monks. Their Buddhist nature is so vast and boundless. How can we stand by and watch vengeful ghosts come to our door and claim lives before our Buddha?"

Kongming's voice was so flat that it had no tone at all, yet one could clearly feel the anger within it!

As Kongming began his descent from the mountain, the voice that had echoed within the temple grew increasingly faint: "But, Kongming, that's a wicked person! A wicked person!"

As Kongming walked down the mountain, he calmly said, "Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot."

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore."

He hadn't walked far when suddenly he heard footsteps behind him.

Several elderly monks, leading a group of younger monks, chased after him. "Abbot! We'll go with you!"

Kongming frowned and shouted, "Disrespectful! Go back! Tonight, not a single one of you is allowed to leave the temple!"

The monks fell silent.

Seeing Kongming's determined expression, everyone silently turned and went back.

Soon, clear chanting filled the air at Longyin Temple on the mountain.

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Eleven o'clock, in front of the Buddha.

There are 108 steps from the Buddha statue to the bank of the Yi River.

Looking at the steps in front of him, Feng Liang felt invigorated.

"We've finally arrived! Master Kongming is waiting for me up there!"

He excitedly muttered to himself as he stepped up the stairs, and with a whoosh!

Behind him, the sound of what seemed to be the splashing waves of the Yi River could be heard.

The steps, numbering over a hundred, could be fast or slow. When Feng Liang reached the Buddha statue, he saw Kongming sitting cross-legged, his back to the Buddha and facing him.

Kongming closed his eyes, turned the prayer beads in his hand, and chanted incantations. In front of him was a scroll of Buddhist scriptures in the shape of bamboo slips.

With a face full of joy, Feng Liang hurriedly went over and said, "Master Kongming! I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting!"

He opened his eyes, his clear gaze passing over Feng Liang and looking directly at Yi He behind him.

The river reflected the starlight, and the emerald green water flowed forward with a constant gurgling sound.

Kongming stood up, holding the Buddhist scripture, walked past Feng Liang, stared at the river in front of him, and said in a low voice, "Benefactor Feng, you are a little late."

Feng Liang hurriedly apologized, saying, "I'm so sorry, Master! There was a traffic jam on the way here!"

Kongming raised his hand and said, "It's nothing. What brings you to my sacred Buddhist site this time?"

"Didn't I tell the master beforehand? I wanted to ask for a jade Buddha for protection." Looking at Kongming, Feng Liang's eyes shone with eager expectation.

However, Kongming's next words sent a chill down Feng Liang's spine: "Benefactor Feng, the Jade Buddha cannot guarantee your safety."

"What?!"

Feng Liang exclaimed in surprise, "Master, what... what does this mean? This is a sacred Buddhist site, especially your Longyin Temple's jade Buddha, which has been dressed up in such a mystical way. Could it be... could it be a fake?!"

Kongming sighed, turned around, and gently stroked Feng Liang's eyes, saying, "Benefactor Feng, look at what's in that river?"

Feeling the coolness coming from his eyes, Feng Liang turned his head in alarm and saw a pale, hideous water ghost floating in the green river under the bright starlight!

The water ghost was constantly slapping the surface of the water with its hands, making a "splashing" sound.

Feng Liang finally realized what the "splashing" sound of flowing water he had heard all along the way meant!

At this moment, Kongming said with a sigh, "A small jade Buddha is certainly not a problem for driving away some wandering spirits and lingering ghosts, but it's not very effective against those fierce and vengeful ghosts that have been refined and raised by humans..."

"Master Feng, the ghost doll you summoned... is far too ferocious!"

Hearing Kongming say this, and seeing the fierce ghost in the river, Feng Liang panicked!

He was at a loss for what to do, clutching Kongming's monk's robe and saying, "Master! You must save me, please save me!"

"I am a devout follower of Buddhism! Monks are supposed to be compassionate; you can't just stand by and watch me die, Master!"

Kongming pressed down on Feng Liang's hand and asked, "Benefactor Feng, if you agree to three things, I will risk my own life tonight to save you!"

Feng Liang let out a long breath, as if he had grasped at a straw. "Master, please tell me! Don't just say three pieces, thirty pieces, three hundred pieces are fine!"

Whoosh!

The water ghost in the river slapped the surface of the water once more, and its pale ghostly face began to grin menacingly at Feng Liang in front of the Buddha.

Feng Liang was trembling violently, and he felt as if he was having difficulty breathing!

Seeing this, Kongming patted him on the back, *smack!*

Whoosh!

Large amounts of water gushed from Feng Liang's body, soaking the area around their feet!

Feng Liang immediately returned to normal!

Kongming asked in surprise, "Did you strike it rich on the road?!"

Feng Liang stammered in panic, "Yes, yes! But I didn't take it, I didn't take it!"

He kept shouting, "Master, please save me! Save me! Save me!"

Kongming sighed, "It's not that you didn't take it, it's that someone wouldn't let you! Benefactor Feng, listen carefully to these three things!"

"First, you must never commit violence again!"

"Secondly, you must never again acquire ill-gotten gains!"

Third, dedicate your entire life to Buddhism!

"Benefactor Feng, would you agree to these three requests?"

Feng Liang nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes! Please, Master, save me! Don't worry, Master, I keep my word!"

"Actually, Master, I... I had already planned to retire from this life, which is why I went to pray for good fortune!"

"Master, Master! I still have over three million yuan in cash. I... I'll donate it all to your temple, just hoping for peace in this life!"

"Master, save me! Save me!!"

Kongming nodded. "Benefactor Feng, Longmen Temple receives hundreds of millions of pilgrims every year, and the merits and incense offerings amount to hundreds of millions. We don't need your little bit of incense money. You can keep it for yourself!"

"What I want is your heart that yearns for Buddha!"

As he spoke, Kongming took Feng Liang's hand and led him back to the Buddha statue, where he made Feng Liang kneel down on the prayer mat.

He turned to Feng Liang behind him again and asked, "Benefactor Feng, I'll ask you one more time, are you sure you haven't taken any ill-gotten gains along the way?"

Terrified and pale-faced, Feng Liang repeatedly said, "I'm sure, I'm sure! Master, I... I only encountered that one, I really didn't take it, I really didn't take it!"

"Fine! If you truly haven't gained any windfall, then this vengeful ghost has even less reason to claim your life!"

Kongming turned around and stood behind him, looking resolutely at the evil spirit hiding in the Yi River, and said, "Benefactor Feng!"

"You stay right here in front of this Buddha statue and don't go anywhere else!"

"Today, this humble monk will see what a mere drowned water ghost can do to you in this sacred Buddhist land!"

Crack!

As Kongming was speaking, a thunderclap suddenly resounded in the sky above Longmen, turning the night sky as bright as day!

Then, the wind rose and the rain came!

Kneeling on the prayer mat, Feng Liang trembled with fear and turned around, revealing a look of astonishment on his face!

The old monk standing behind him, dressed in a simple monk's robe, held a scroll of Buddhist scriptures on bamboo slips, his face utterly indifferent!

Even as his monk's robes fluttered violently in the sudden wind and rain, his body remained upright and unmoved, like a mountain!

11:50!

Splash, splash!

The Yi River surged like ocean waves, one after another, all rushing towards the giant Buddha on the bank!

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