Chapter 128: The Battle (7)

The tone of the white-haired ghost was extremely arrogant. As he spoke, I could clearly see that the strange gusts of wind that had disappeared had gathered in his palm to form a small whirlwind in the shape of a cone.

Is this the reason for its arrogance? It turns out to be a ghost with wind attributes? But it is only natural to think so. A guy who can become a general must not be simple.

I was worried that the white-haired ghost’s sudden attack would cause trouble for Lushan. After all, I didn’t know how far Lushan’s magic preparation had progressed, but compared to me, Lushan, the person involved, was much calmer.

Since the white-haired ghost was attacking from behind, it would not give Lu Shan a chance to catch his breath. In the short moment I was thinking about this, its hand, which had gathered the “wind cones,” was slowly approaching Lu Shan. Where the “wind cones” passed, I could even clearly feel the mysterious energy around Lu Shan being broken. It felt strange, specifically like an electric drill drilling into a hard wall.

The white-haired ghost seemed to be excited. During this short period of time, it pulled up the mask on its face, with a cruel smile on its lips and excitement in its eyes, as if victory was within reach.

But that was not the case. When the extremely fast “wind cone” was less than five centimeters away from Lushan, Lushan suddenly smiled at the white-haired ghost: “Too late. Your suspicion has already cost you the best opportunity.”

As he spoke, Lushan suddenly dropped the drumsticks and made a strange hand gesture. The drum, which had been placed on the ground, rippled like water on the surface, and a slender hand first appeared before our eyes.

This is… I can’t imagine what kind of existence will appear from the drum, but I knew from the beginning that after stopping drumming on the road, he had been communicating in his mind, but he didn’t want to…

At the moment the slender hand appeared, the white-haired ghost’s “wind spike” had already broken through Lu Shan’s last line of defense. How could Lu Shan sit there stupidly, waiting to be attacked? Before that, he had already floated up to avoid the attack.

But the moment he stood up, the protective barrier disappeared.

“Do you think you can get away?” The white-haired ghost’s tone was tinged with anger. For it, which was so careful and afraid of making mistakes that it endangered its own existence, how could it not be angry when it was outmaneuvered by Lushan?

In the meantime, it quickly withdrew the Wind Spikes and attacked Lu Shan again at a very fast speed. However, Lu Shan, who had lost his protective shield, did not move at all, allowing the white-haired ghost to rush towards him. He wore a look of pity on his face and just shook his head.

At that moment, a figure appeared between Lu Shan and the white-haired ghost. The pair of delicate hands grabbed the white-haired ghost’s red sleeve, and an ethereal voice suddenly appeared: “Put down the butcher’s knife, convert to the Buddha, and turn back to the shore.”

I didn’t expect that the being that appeared in the drum was actually a young girl. She was wearing Tibetan clothing that was very obvious. She had a white face. Just by looking at her, you would feel from the bottom of your heart that this young girl was like a clear spring on the snowy mountains, so pure and innocent.

Her eyes seemed to have no human emotions, only a sense of sacred piety. She looked weak and fragile, but with just her two hands she was able to capture the extremely fast white-haired ghost and even immobilize it.

Lu Shan put his hands in his pockets and sighed, looking at the figure in the sky. It seemed to be saying to me, and also to himself: “Unless her soul is called out, if she comes out, the ghost will have no chance of winning! I am a coward, and she is the only one I can rely on, but I…”

Lushan stopped talking, but all this made me feel strange. The girl who appeared from the drum, I know it must not be that simple, but the problem is, from the time she appeared until now, the fact I saw was that she was just the spirit of an ordinary girl.

Lu Shan looked at the girl intently, his eyes were a sad quiet and reminiscing, I can’t understand the emotions in this, but I clearly saw that when Lu Shan’s words just fell, the girl suddenly burst out with amazing Buddha power. The purity of this power made Jueyuan take a few steps back. Hui Gen, who was fighting with another red-robed ghost, also noticed it and looked in this direction, but he didn’t want to be careless and was knocked away by a punch from the red-robed ghost.

“What are you? Let me go!” The white-haired ghost was indeed extremely “timid,” and his voice became shrill and trembled.

Perhaps it was the sudden burst of light from the Buddha that hurt the white-haired demon, or perhaps it was the sudden chanting behind the Buddha that made the white-haired demon tremble from the depths of its soul.

“Put down the butcher’s knife and turn back. The light of the Buddha will give you the final baptism, washing away all your sins and freeing you from this abyss of suffering.” The girl did not let go, but spoke softly. Although her voice lacked the emotions of a normal person, it was gentle like the spring breeze, making you forget all your troubles and feel as if your heart were melting.

Looking at this scene, Lushan closed his eyes. I saw his frown, as if he was very sad. Two lines of tears rolled down his eyes. He didn’t speak, and his throat rolled. In the end, he just left a choked breath.

I thought that Lu Shan would be affected by this, and that the spirit of the maiden in the air would be moved. However, she did not even look at Lu Shan, and with an unusual compassion, she even tried to persuade a fierce ghost to convert to Buddhism.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

As he spoke, the white-haired ghost raised his palm, and the ethereal wind in the air once again condensed into a sharp blade in his hand. He glared at the girl and then at Lushan, then without hesitation cut off his own red robe and disappeared.

“Aren’t you my match? Why did you send a strange woman? You coward, come and fight me.” A voice sounded from all directions, the voice of the white-haired ghost, sounding extremely agitated and angry.

“I’ve been fighting you all along, and her appearance is also because my soul power is doing the most basic support.” Lushan had already opened his eyes, and he didn’t know when he had wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. His voice was calm and steady.

The gentle voice of the young girl still echoed throughout the square: “On ordinary days, there is no goodness, no Buddha, no piety in the heart. When in pain, one clings to Buddha in a last-minute attempt to be saved. How is that possible? How can it be fair to those who have been pious all their lives? Buddha never refuses to give a chance to those who repent, but Buddha is also always fair. How can the lives of all living beings be confined to this one lifetime? Doesn’t the Book of the Three Worlds know that?”

The girl’s words ended with a hint of anxiety. Jueyuan sang a Buddhist chant in the square, and a hint of shame appeared on his face. Looking at Jueyuan’s shame, I noticed that he was ashamed that his devotion to Buddhism was not as good as that of the girl in the sky.

He was almost as devout as the girl in the sky.

Compared to Jueyuan, Lushan’s eyes once again revealed a hint of sadness, and even a hint of sneer on the corner of his mouth. I don’t know what Lushan was thinking, why he had that expression, but I could feel Lushan’s sadness.

“You’re full of shit. I just want to live my life well and believe in the power to climb step by step! It’s absolutely impossible for me to put my life in the hands of any Buddha! My life can only be mine.” The voice of the white-haired ghost still came from all directions, and it was not at all convinced.

“Your life is yours, but you don’t understand the meaning of life. You don’t understand that the Buddha doesn’t want anyone’s life. It just wants to give everyone a chance to see life clearly, understand compassion, and turn back to the shore. You’re making me angry!” The girl’s voice really contained a hint of anger at the end.

Hearing the girl’s words, Lushan touched his pocket and looked at him. I knew he wanted to smoke, but unfortunately, even if it was like the world, smoking was impossible here. Lushan sighed and said softly, “It’s over.”

Who is finished? I hadn’t reacted yet, and the next moment, the girl gave me an answer. Amidst the Buddha light and chanting around her, several fierce-looking evil Buddhas appeared. One of them reached out into the air, and its hand infinitely expanded. Before I could see clearly, it suddenly pulled out a figure in a red robe and white hair from a corner. Wasn’t that the white-haired ghost?

As the evil Buddha moved, Lushan groaned and his face suddenly turned pale. He said with a wry smile, “It’s really ruthless, really fanatical, and it doesn’t matter whether I can support it or not?”

As he spoke, he took off the bone knife at his waist and threw it into the air. He then took off the horn he was carrying on his back and leisurely began to play it in the air…