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Chapter 39:Wan Jing Zhi Jing

Suban said, "You just have to tell me where Andon usually lives."

I shook my head, "I don't know."

Suban sat on the sofa, pulled out his mobile phone from his pocket, and fiddled with it to show me.

I hesitated to come forward, and Suban showed a look of extreme contempt.I gritted my teeth, and I couldn't be good today anyway, so let's see what tricks he played.

I walked over and there was a video on my phone, around Hesse, and I couldn’t see where it was.The three uncles were locked up in a small iron cage, and they could not even stand up, and could only sit on their knees in the corner.The iron bars of the cage were rather thick, catching up with the adult’s thumb.The three uncles are great and cannot get out.

“What is this?”

Suban said: “He fell into my trap and is now trapped in his cell.As long as you tell me where the Sutra is, your family can live, everyone in this village can live, and your uncle will not kill him.In your old Chinese words, this is called the Three Hip’s Doors.”

I looked at him and nodded for half a day: "I hope you keep your promise."

Smiling, he said, “No problem.”

I took him to the backyard and the rain stopped.I pointed to the queer little house and said, "When my uncle came, he built such a house, and he often stayed in it, and what you were looking for might be here."If not, I don't know where.

Suban looked at it and came to the door: “Do you have a key?”

I pulled out the key and opened the door, and there was only one room in the little house, empty, and I could see through it at a glance.Suban was extremely cautious, standing at the door and did not enter, he folded his hands, thrashed the Buddha beads, and suddenly a bullet, a Buddha bead even let him pop into the room.

The round black beads flew into mid-air, suddenly stretching out a pair of wings, stretching their heads and tails, turning into a big flying worm.

I looked around, and the worm flew around the house, making a buzzing sound.

I looked at Suban, afraid and respectful of this person, this fat man is full of organ news, no wonder so rampant, to our continent, but also so rampant, said to kill people to kill.

The worm flew for a while, fell back into his hand, and shrunk into a bead.Suban squinted with a smile and made a gesture: "Please go in and find the Sutra of All Scripture."

"I can only try."I quickly said.

Suban smiled and said, "If you can't find it, sorry, you, your whole family, and your whole village will die."

I looked at his fat face, and I was extremely disgusted that there were such terrible people in this world.

“What happened to the police?”I asked.

Suban said, "They have fallen from me, and they are all dying, you can rest assured that you don't get any help."He took a thin line incense from his pocket and plucked it with his fingers, and the incense head did not burn.

"I only give you a time to smell, I can't find it, everyone has to die."Suban said.

My heart has already yielded to this fat man, and I want to quickly find the book for him, let him leave.The three uncles told me that this book needs the original book and the reconciliation book, and the two are put together to solve the secret of the Sutra.

Suban only took the original book, no use, it is best to let him practice, practice to the fire into the devil, practice this bastard!

I rubbed the room and clung to the room, ostensively searching everywhere.I looked back and was shocked.The line incense has burned more than half, and this incense is too fast.

Suban waved the Buddha beads and smiled and said, “If this pillar of incense is finished and you have not found the scriptures, then I don’t need you.”I'll kill the whole village first, and then I'll look for it slowly."

The fat man can do it.

I thought about it, before the three uncles left me a note, telling me that if he did not return for three days, he hid a box of gold and silver jewelry under the bed, he could supplement the family.Will it be there?

I came to the bedside, lying on the ground and looking inside, under the bed is not dark, as if there is a big box.

I reached in and pulled the box out.It was an old rattan box, very old, and the vine became yellow.The four corners of the rattan box are also set with brass, which is polished.

I wonder if I’ve never seen my uncle take such a box.

The Suban at the door said lazily, “The line is going to burn out, have you found it?”

I dragged the box over and threw it in front of him: "This is what my uncle left behind, and if it's not, I don't know."

“Open up!”Suban said.

The opening and opening parts in front of the rattan box are tied together by wires and buckled.It took me a long time to open the box, open the lid, and see some strange things in it.

There are small people carved into black wood, there are several colorful stones, as well as bells, spells, hand strings, etc., that is, there is no money.

Sue was very careful, let me look for it.I turned over and appeared at the bottom of the box an antique booklet, threaded in line.Suban's eyes lit up: "Take it out."

I took out the pamphlet, and took it in the sun, and gave me the feeling that it was extremely precious, because every detail from the inside out was handmade.

From the paper to the yellow line worn in the middle, it is all made a little bit.The paper is extremely rough, belonging to semi-finished products, and it is likely to be dried by some kind of leaves, and it is directly written materials.

The beads of Suban's eyes were almost out, and he said, "Open up and look."

I looked at him and said, “Why don’t you fight yourself?”

Suban laughed, "Your uncle is very cunning, or you open it."

I took a deep breath and gently opened the page, which was the text.

The rough yellow paper is full of black symbols.I define it as a symbol because I don’t see what it is.First of all, it can be sure that this is not a text, does not belong to any kind of text, and the arrangement is not vertical and horizontal, but to form a circle, such as many mantises hook each other, forming a pattern that is very similar to the coat of arms.

I continued to turn down, the page rattled, the page is full of this kind of like painting is not a painting, like a chapter is not a chapter thing, I suddenly realized, these symbols will not be the texture of the tree itself, is naturally grown out.

Suban shouted, “Stop!”He took it over and smiled, “Finally, this is the Book of All Scriptures.”

I was stunned: “You, can you understand?”

Suban smiled and said, "I don't understand, but I know who can understand."

“I heard my uncle say that the Fa-book was originally written in ancient Burmese.Is this all the old Burmese language?”I asked doubtfully.

Suban shook his head: “Your uncle is lying.”As I said, this book was first written by the god Pampa.Pampa is the god of nature, and the book of heaven he wrote, naturally, in human language, is written on the tree."

I said casually, “Are the words in this book all of the trees naturally growing?”

Suban’s eyes lit up and nod his head: “That’s good.You are smart.The earliest Azan Master was inspired by the god Pampa from another world from a tree.The Azans entered the deep forest, took off the bark with the inspired pattern on the god tree, and then compiled into a scripture and interpreted it in ancient Burmese.This is the story of the Book of All Scriptures.”

When he finished, he looked at me and sighed, “Wang Qiang, you are very smart.”“I can’t stay with you and your uncle.”

I was shocked: "You have found the scriptures, what do you want to do, you didn't say you just wanted to let go of us?"

Suban smiled and said, "You don't know the status of this book in Southeast Asia, as long as people with ambition will covet it, I heard that even the ghost king will look for this book."To leave you who know me is to get myself into trouble, and I have to kill everyone who has seen me."

Suban pinched a Buddha bead thrown out of the window, read a word in his mouth, Buddha beads spread out their wings into worms, the more they flew high, the blink of an eye was gone.He smiled and said, "I'm there to tell you, I can kill your uncle, he's useless."

“Fuck you, you’re unreasonable!”My eyes were red, and I picked up the little black man in the rattan box and smashed it at him as a weapon.

Suzanne gently crookedly, hiding.He picked up the beads in his hand and said to me, "Go and die."

The beads moved one by one and grew wings, and I was startled to know that it was some kind of worm.To be able to be raised by the head of the head, must be very toxic, overbearing.

I know that I am finished, so many bugs, just touch a bite, I have to hang.

I was pale, watching the worms move, just then, suddenly someone said: "Shangban, are you when I am 汱汱华xia no one, let you be so rampant!" 」

Suban, looking outside, I rushed into the house, backhand locked the door, squatting on the ground panting, really life and death line.

I poked my head out and opened the window to look out, and there were two people coming through the doorway of the backyard.In front is the old road, behind is the apprentice, it is the two people who came with the police car.

When I hid in the depths of the woods, I could see them at a glance, and I could see where I was, and the doorway was deep.Definitely high.

Suban took the black worm that had already flown, and restroced it in his hand, looking at the old way.

Suban has always smiled, similar to Maitreya Buddha, but after seeing the old road, his expression changed, never had a heavy weight.

"I'm familiar with your breath, and we should have had a fight."Suban said.

The old Dao Dao stood up: "I am a Taoist from Liaoning Iron Zhanshan, and the Fa number is not heavy."This is my student.Ten years ago you had hurt my apprentice, and we were fighting for a month."

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