The ugly looked out and said, “My master is coming.”It was his flying head down."

Now we are trapped here, the cave is extremely narrow, and you can't run if you want to run.

The head of the floating outside, from time to time let out the "huh" laugh, like a strange crow suspended in the half-empty.

At this time, the moon is black, the cool breeze is four, blowing in from outside the hole, making people cold all over the body.

I was holding my shoulder, really cold, trembling with nervousness.No wonder the coffin is petrified, the bones are weathered, the wind here is still very strong, taking away most of the moisture in the hole.

The head is flying back and forth, and suddenly down.

I said, “Why didn’t he come in?”

Ugly people are also strange to see, saying, "There must be something here that my master is jealous of, otherwise it wouldn't be so."

I looked at the cave, suddenly remembered to hear the wind chime, and said, “Could it be you who heard the chanting?”

Ugly nodded, reluctantly sat on the ground, meditated, and then opened their eyes, turned round, and climbed to the innermost part of the cave.I looked at it curiously, and the depths of the cave were dark, and her figure was vague in the darkness, unable to see what she was doing.

At this time, suddenly came from the outside of the cave with a loud and harsh laughter, and I looked outside, and I couldn't help but jump.The human head flew back, facing the hole, and the demonic red moonlight on the whole head, the whole scene was like a surreal painting.

The flyhead stopped for a moment, gradually approaching the hole, to see what it meant to fly in.

I took a step back in fear, copying what was on the ground, and covering it in my chest.Feeling wrong, look down, holding the dead man's thigh bone, dark and dark, the bones are full of fine holes, quickly thrown on the side.

The head flew to the mouth of the hole, and it was actually speaking, and it was still speaking Chinese.He said, “Come out, come out.”

The voice is very thin, like a child learning a language in the teeth.

I was very nervous, my hands and feet trembling.Just then, the ugliness climbed out of it, and she was full of dirt and dust, like a mud monkey: "I found it."

By the moonlight barely to see, she held a dark black ancient book in her hand, and a sharp dust flew out.

I quickly covered my mouth, coughed straight, and asked what it was.

Ugly carefully turned the page, this book is really old, gently touched to be crushed.The Ugly said, "I went in just now, and at the end of the coffin there was a hole dug out, and inside it was filled with this Fa-book."

“Fang Ben...” I know what the Fa is, it is a book that records mantras, runes and some totem patterns, and some inheritances are very secretive.For example, it is similar to the Wulin secret in the Chinese martial arts novel.The Sutra of the Book, which my three uncles inherited, is an ancient manuscript of the Fa, known as the first book of black sorcery, similar to the Sunflower Book.

“Can you understand?”I asked.

Ugly: "I can't understand, the above word is not known, it may be ancient Burmese..."

We are talking, the outside head began to laugh again, has been very close to the hole, can enter at any time.

The ugliness said, "My master is very shy about what's here, otherwise he'd have rushed in."

I wonder, “Is there anything wrong with this law?”

I touched the ancient book with my hand, then closed my eyes, and the sound of the wind chime came from my hand.I’m sure this law is natural.Now it was strange that two questions were, one of which was why the Reiki sound I heard was a distinctive wind chime, unlike what others heard.Second, I have also touched the Fa-book, or the Sutra of All Scriptures, but I did not feel the spirit above, why is there in this Fa?

I asked both of those questions ugly.

The ugly looked outside the hole, very nervous, and said urgently: "The first question I don't know, the second question can be answered for you."The spirit of this book does not come from the book, but from the bones of the earth.”

“Ah?”I was surprised.

"I can feel the bones on the ground still have aura, I don't know why it took so long, his pussy is still condensed."I just found the Faben, and as soon as I took it out, I felt the fascination of the bones."Ugly said.

I suddenly moved: "Could it be so, your master's taboo, is actually the body here?"

As soon as I finished, there was a small noise in the hole, and the head flew in.I secretly cried, I was really a crow's mouth, just said that the head was afraid of here, the head flew in.

The hole was narrow, and the ugliness pulled me aside, and she squeezed me over my side.We were so close that I could clearly feel the coolness on her skin.

She came to the front, sitting in my lap, in the darkness I was red-faced, trying to hold her to put her aside, ugly but biting her fingers, blood clamoring out, she was writing on the ground with blood.

I couldn’t move her again and whispered, “What are you doing?”

The Ugly said in a hurry, "I am using the yin method to stir up the spirit here, and since Master is jealous of it, I will revive it again."

I heard a sweat, is this not the front of the wolf, behind the tiger?It sounds good to be a ghost, but it is actually a ghost.

I swallowed my mouthful and said, “This, this is not good, once this spirit recovers, what will it be more difficult to deal with than your master?”

“I can’t take care of it.”Ugly said.

The sound of the hole was louder, and I looked past the gap around the ugly, and there was a long trail on the ground at the mouth of the hole, which was coming towards us.Don’t worry, it must have been the head of the man.

It was the first time I had seen the flying head drop so close, and I felt that it was strange and unpredictable and could not be normalized.When I first heard the flyhead falling, I still felt ridiculous, thinking that even if a person can fly out of the head, how can kill, with a tooth gritted?Now I can see it, that kind of cold can't be described in words.

I believe that when the head of the flight drops to this moment, it is the real death period, and the means of launching an attack by flying head will not be bitten with teeth, which is definitely more strange.

The "sand" in which the head flew in was getting closer and closer, the ugly was quickly chanting, her face was pale, and her forehead was cold sweat.

I am really a little sad, want to comfort her, but at this time has reached the most critical moment of practice, can not be disturbed.

Ugly suddenly opened his eyes: "I have communicated with the spirit, see that, it has no grievances against us."

I listened to the "sand" man's head sliding, all my body tingling, trembling and saying, "Then, let it protect us."

Ugly said: "This spirit has been dead for too long, can no longer condense into the original, but can go up to one of us and help us interpret the Fa."There is a magic spell in this law, which can expel the head of the flight."

“Then hurry.”I said.

Ugly facing the hole, she turned hard in the dark and facing me.

In the darkness, I was face to face with her, so close that the breath and heartbeat between us could be heard.

At this moment, even if the head drops, we all die here, I think it is worth it.

Ugly gently stroked my hair: "You remember, I won't hurt you."

I suddenly understood what, “It’s not going to let the spirit on my body, right?”

Ugly grin: “You are so smart.Okay, no nonsense, let's start."She put her hands on my head and bit my finger again, and stroked the blood on my forehead.

I don't know if it's my heart, my head is confused, my eyelids are very heavy, how can't I open it.Like a car or a seasickness, when you open your eyes, it will turn around and it will be extremely uncomfortable.

I want to sleep, and I am afraid of sleep and never wake up again, between trying to control and control, and the head is down.

In my confusion, I had a very real dream.Dreaming of a monk sitting in a very simple Buddhist temple, he is practicing, but he can't sit still, twisting and swinging left and right, because around him, she crawls full of women.

I was in a dream, looking through, and immediately understood what was going on.I am in the memory of this monk.

This monk is in adolescence, and endures the harshest test in the buddha abstinence and adolescent hormone budding.In his meditation, but in his delusion, the whole Buddhist church was full of women, marching toward him, tempting him.

This scene passed by.The next scene comes.This little monk was in a pool of water, standing in the water chanting, slowly floating out of the black hair of the group in the water, and then there were many women, standing up from the bottom of the water, swimming to him.

I am now both from God’s perspective, looking at all this, permeating it all, and feeling it with this monk, feeling his perception.

He is undergoing the test of coloring, can only stop reading, as soon as he stops, the imaginary woman will surround him and seduce him.

I was full of heat, both afraid of these women coming over, and hoping that they would come to them and experience the feeling of soft jade sting.

The next scene is a red flower flying down, the monk standing in the sea of flowers, looking at the opposite mountain temple, the next second, he fell heavily to the ground.Dead.

After his death, he enjoyed the treatment of high-ranking monks and was sent to a coffin so as not to be a wilderness of corpses.

Although others are dead, I can read his last thoughts, he said, I have been fighting with lust all my life, physical and mental entanglement, to the death, is it my fault, or the fault of women?After my death, I asked Master to follow the Fa-book of my heart and mind, so that I could continue to practice after my death, to understand men and women, and to understand life and death.