The golden shadow of the Buddha enveloped the old monk, making him look both sacred and fierce.

Although the Buddha's body is golden and there is a golden wheel of merit slowly rotating behind his back, the Buddha's true appearance is ferocious and terrifying.

It was a white-bone Buddha with three heads and six arms, covered with bone spurs.

At first glance, it seems that all living beings are empty in their original appearance, and only the Buddha with bones is immortal.

Looking more closely, Cai Kun felt that the Buddha, who was clearly made of white bones, was smiling towards him.

An invisible and formless force is affecting me along its gaze.

It was an indescribable influence. Just by meeting the Buddha's eyes, Cai Kun had an uncontrollable illusion of submission.

"Duhua!"

This commonly used word in Buddhism instantly appeared in Cai Kun's heart, and at the same time, a look of horror appeared on his face.

Subconsciously, he looked towards his companions who were used as insurance, and saw that they had already knelt down amidst the bursts of Zen sounds, stumbling and imitating the scriptures that saved people.

"Why am I okay?"

"Is it because of the effect of the containment object that the containment object developed my brain?"

"No, I have to get out of here!"

After biting the tip of his tongue fiercely, Cai Kun turned around and ran outside.

At this moment, he finally understood that the temple that he regarded as a life-saving straw was not a kind place at all, but a devil's cave where people were forcibly transformed!

Even the faint scent of sandalwood was probably provided by these transformed monks!

The power of incense can make the monk who calls himself the Living Buddha even more powerful!

Weird! Evil!

Cai Kun couldn't understand why Tantric Buddhism had such evil methods!

This is clearly the devil's method!

But at this moment, Cai Kun had no time to think too much. He had to escape from this damn ghost place as soon as possible.

"Um?"

As the sutras were chanting, the old monk's face showed an unexpected expression, and then his eyes flashed.

"Duren!"

The low voice came from the old monk's mouth, and the expressions of those monks became more pious. It was a kind of perverted piety that completely lost themselves.

With this kind of piety, the scent of sandalwood in the hall became even stronger!

The price of the strong smell of sandalwood is that monks keep foaming at the mouth and fainting there.

However, the old monk was obviously not a compassionate person. He didn't even look at the monks. Instead, he stared at Cai Kun and said with a thunderous voice:

"Why can't you be transformed by this Buddha? Where does your power come from!"

When asked by the old monk, the word "contained object" suddenly flashed in Cai Kun's mind.

But the moment the idea of ​​containing the object appeared, he quickly forced himself not to think about the old monk.

Because he is well-read, he knows that Buddhism has magical powers, called other-mind powers, which can reveal the inner secrets of others.

But even this momentary thought was still captured by the old monk.

At this moment, the old monk looked at Cai Kun's back as he fled, his eyes shining brightly:

"Containment object?"

"Hahaha, it really takes no effort at all!"

"Want to run? Lord Buddha wants to see where you can run!"

Accompanied by the ecstatic voice of the old monk, Cai Kun, who had just ran out of the hall, found in despair that all the stone statues came to life in an instant, shaking the earth with a terrifying sense of power, and running towards him!

"It's over!"

Cai Kun had a desperate expression on his face. He subconsciously turned around and saw that the old monk didn't even move. He just looked at Cai Kun with a weird smile on his face:

"How is Buddha's containment?"

"Run? Obediently take refuge in the Buddha and become Buddha's nourishment!"

"Get him for me!"

Under the old monk's order, all the stone statues rushed toward Cai Kun in an instant.

Cai Kun's soul emerged. Faced with such supernatural power, he had no way to resist and was easily captured.

Zhang Tong watched all this with cold eyes and did not act rashly. Instead, he showed a solemn expression on his face:

"This weird monk also has something to contain?"

"A container that can control stone statues? If used properly, this thing can be a big killer."

Stone statue!

Whether this thing is strong or not, but whether it is weak or not, all depends on its size.

Zhang Tong could easily destroy these stone statues in the temple.

But if it’s the Statue of Liberty in Citigroup or the Statue of Jesus in Rio, it’s different.

If a stone statue nearly a thousand meters high could be resurrected, it would be a mysterious Gundam that could easily destroy a city.

A reinforced concrete building, facing a stone statue like that, would probably look like a piece of paper.

"I just don't know what the principle of this thing is."

Zhang Tong stared closely at the monk who was always sitting on the lotus platform, trying to find out the secret of this monk.

As an owner of a contained object, Zhang Tong is very aware that the use of each contained object requires a certain price.

If the cost of controlling the action of the stone statue is high, the monk's containment is not that powerful.

But no matter what, the appearance of another contained object is definitely a surprise!

The key reason why Zhang Tong is still standing still is that Zhang Tong does not know what Cai Kun's containment is.

This guy is so cunning and good at acting.

The knowledge reserve given him by the containment is enough for him to weave the most perfect lies.

Under such circumstances, instead of competing with Cai Kun in a battle of wits and courage, it is better to watch the tiger fight from a distance and sit back and watch the old monk's methods.

The old monk did not disappoint Zhang Tong. Cai Kun, who was controlled by such a method that could influence people's hearts, soon became glazed over.

"The seven emotions and six desires originate from the root of trouble."

"As a Buddhist disciple, it's useless to remove the roots of troubles. Just cut them off."

Seeing that Cai Kun's eyes were dull, the old monk was not in a hurry to ask the question he wanted to know most.

Seeing Cai Kun, who kept tearing his lower body with dull eyes despite the old monk's order, Zhang Tong tensed up.

I have to say that this old monk is also an old yinbi!

In order to prevent Cai Kun from pretending to be stupid, we directly tested him in this way!

Any normal man would faint from the pain just by pulling on his little brother.

And what about Cai Kun?

Although his face looked ferocious and painful, his eyes were still blank.

Obviously, Cai Kun is no longer under the control of the old monk.

Nodding with satisfaction, the old monk interrupted Cai Kun's movements. He didn't want Cai Kun to faint immediately.

Looking at Cai Kun, whose eyes were dull but not completely converted, the old monk finally asked impatiently:

"What is your containment object? Where is it? What abilities do you have?"

"It's a medicine bottle!"

"It's in my backpack."

"As long as you put the medicine in it, no matter what it is, it will become a magical pill that makes the brain extremely active."
Chapter completed!