Chapter 89: Fighting the dog spirits
I had no reason not to trust Huigen, just as Huigen had always trusted me. I let go of Gao Ning angrily, and I didn’t want to pay any attention to him. I just continued to run with Ruoxue and Huigen.
At this point, there was no way to avoid what was coming. We couldn’t give up.
As for Gao Ning, we continued to move forward, just as he wished. Where could he say anything?
We ran almost non-stop. The last time Gao Ning and I ran all the way to the end of the tunnel, it took us 40 minutes. The four of us reached the end in less than half an hour.
The sound of the Hmong chasing us was barely audible. They were far behind us. Yes, they were just pursuers, just passively accepting orders. Where we were fleeing for our lives, almost squeezing out all our potential.
At the end of the tunnel, a series of dog barks echoed. We stood 100 meters from the end of the tunnel, panting heavily. For the first time, I felt that the dog spirits were such a hateful existence, as they were so obediently waiting at the end of the tunnel. The pressure and disappointment of imminent success were far more serious than normal.
“Sister, I need to drink water,” Hui Gen said after a short while of panting.
Ling Ruxue took out a water bottle from her backpack and handed it to Huigen. Huigen drank a few mouthfuls of water and took a few big breaths, then suddenly took off the Buddhist beads hanging around her neck and straightened her back.
I looked at Huigen with concern. Could he handle the dog spirit on his own? I tried to use my power, and found that the situation was a little better than before, but I still couldn’t gather my power smoothly.
At this time, I carefully realized that it was indeed a period of weakness from the soul that made it difficult for me to gather my power.
Just as I was thinking with a frown on my face, I suddenly heard Hui Gen’er groan. I looked at Hui Gen’er worriedly, thinking that the dog spirit had already begun to attack him. But I didn’t expect him to spit blood on the Buddhist beads with his tongue, and then wipe it off with his hand, so that the entire string of beads was stained with his tongue blood.
Biting the tongue hurts a lot. I touched Hui Gen’er’s round head with some tenderness, but he wiped away the remaining blood at the corner of his mouth and said to me with great pride, “If the Buddha beads don’t kill it, then add the blood on the forehead! Master said that my blood and yang qi are very full, and the effect is very good.”
I managed to force a smile that was even more hideous than crying, trying to encourage Huigen, but I was filled with self-blame. Chen Chengyi, how could you have fallen to the point where you need Huigen to protect everyone?
Similarly, Ling Ruxue’s face was not good either. How could she hand over nine dog spirits to a child to deal with?
Only Gao Ning looked indifferent, and he even said, “This child is extraordinary. There is a shadow of the Vajra Arhat behind him, and he is much more powerful than an ordinary high monk.”
I gave Gao Ning a look. I was too lazy to pursue how Gao Ning knew about Huigen. I only knew that no matter if Huigen was a Vajra Arhat or a reincarnation of the Buddha, he was just a child, my younger brother.
At this time, Huigen had already formed a strange hand gesture and began to chant mantras. The hand gesture looked very unfamiliar to me, but I vaguely remembered my master telling me that Huijue, the old man, had no sectarian limitations. Whether it was Mahayana Buddhism, Hinayana Buddhism, or Tibetan Buddhism, for him, they were all roads that could be used to pursue the truth of Buddhism. I suspected that Huigen was using a tantric hand gesture, but I wasn’t sure.
As Hui Gen’er chanted the mantra, I felt a solemn Buddhist spirit. This spirit was different, full of a sense of punishment, rather than the so-called great compassion that ordinary people see. As Hui Gen’er stamped his feet three times, this Buddhist spirit reached its climax.
Suddenly, the little Hui Gen suddenly opened his eyes, his eyebrows furrowed, and his eyes were wide open. Did Hui Gen invite the Vajra Dharma to appear?
This momentum of Huigen’s was felt not only by me, but also by Ling Ruxue and Gao Ning. Ling Ruxue was obviously a little nervous, while Gao Ning was “tut tut” in amazement, calling out, “freak, all freaks.”
Perhaps it was influenced by Hui Gen’er’s majestic Buddhist spirit, my heavenly eyes spontaneously activated. This kind of situation rarely occurs in me, because since I was a child, my master taught me to control it. This is really the first time this phenomenon has occurred after I learned to control my heavenly eyes.
I first saw nine vicious dogs with hideous faces, all of them standing guard at the end of the passage, their fangs bared and their jaws gaping, looking very frightening.
Then I saw a small figure of Hui Gen standing behind Hui Gen, and there was a Vajra Dharma image standing behind him. The Vajra Dharma image had a vague face and a somewhat unformed body, but it did not affect the expression of its majesty or its power to punish fairly.
This kid is better than me, I thought with relief. When Hui Gen was already rushing forward, when he was within fifty meters of the dog spirits, the first three dog spirits pounced out.
The canine spirits are of course not subject to the physical limitations of the body. When they pounced, they were almost all over the place, completely blocking all escape routes.
However, space is also limited for spiritual beings, otherwise I suspect they would all pounce.
Faced with such an attack, I unconsciously took a few steps forward, afraid that Huigen would suffer and I would not be able to rescue her in time. You see, if I risked losing my vitality, I could temporarily use some secret techniques to stimulate my own power.
I was worried about Gao Ning, so I didn’t dare to use such secret techniques. I was afraid that if I used them, Huigen and Ruxue would suffer in the face of Gao Ning, but if Huigen was in danger, I wouldn’t care so much.
But this kid Hui Gen was really impressive. When he faced the dog spirits that were about to pounce on him, he made a hand gesture and began to chant. The speed of his chanting was so fast that it was like flowing water, thanks to the help of the Vajra Dharma.
With the sound of a forbidden word, Hui Gen’er closed his hand, and two of the dog spirits that had pounced on him were suddenly imprisoned. The remaining one pounced on Hui Gen’er, but Hui Gen’er threw him back with a “Iron Plate Bridge” and avoided him. After a moment, the beads hit the dog spirit’s back, and the dog spirit cried out in pain and kept retreating.
Others don’t understand why the spirit body would be attacked and howled, but I can see clearly that wherever Hui Gen’s prayer beads pass, the spirit body formed by the resentment in the dog spirit will be stripped off and scattered. This prayer bead is originally the relic of a high monk, and with the blood on Hui Gen’s tongue, it is full of positive energy. The negative energy field on the dog spirit will of course be dispersed by such positive energy, which is very normal.
It’s like a chemical experiment, where the same reagent neutralizes or dissolves the same reagent, changing its nature. To put it more simply, it’s the same effect as serum detoxification.
Therefore, when a person has a strong positive energy and yang energy, what ghosts and monsters should they be afraid of? Ghosts and monsters generally avoid them.
The dog spirit retreated, but that didn’t mean that Huigen would let it go. There were now nine dog spirits, and he could destroy one if he wanted to. Huigen pursued them, and his string of prayer beads were like nunchakus in his hands. He beat the dog spirit back, and it kept retreating, until its body, which was as big as a calf, became much smaller.
However, the dog spirit did not retreat after a certain point, but instead emitted a strange howl. As it howled, the remaining dog spirits split into two groups, both rushing towards Huigen.
At this time, Huigen seemed fearless, mercilessly attacking the injured dog spirit with one hand, while with the other hand, he once again used the “Forbidden Word” technique to imprison the three dog spirits that had pounced on him.
But it seems that this is already the limit of Huigen’s ability. I could clearly see a hint of difficulty on his little face when he imprisoned five dog spirits.
But he did not retreat. Facing the attacks of the remaining four dog spirits, he danced a flawless dance of Buddhist beads, and the four dog spirits could not gain any advantage.
However, my brows furrowed as I realized that Hui Gen’er’s “Forbidden Word” technique could not completely imprison the dog spirits. Taoism also has similar spells, but they are not imprisoning, but rather suppressing.
When Master explained this spell to me, he demonstrated it once. This kind of suppression spell, when cast by Master, is truly able to imprison and suppress the target, making it unable to move at all. And if Master doesn’t undo the spell, it can be as long as he wants.
After all, Huigen is still young, and even with the help of the Vajra Dharma, it is already quite good to be able to perform to this extent. I watched as the imprisoned dog spirits struggled more and more violently, and my heart began to worry. Many thoughts flashed through my mind about how to help Huigen.
According to Hui Gen’er’s strength, he was more than enough to deal with four dog spirits. If he didn’t get distracted and imprison the other five dog spirits, he would definitely solve it faster. Just as I was racking my brains, my hand suddenly touched the agarwood beads on my wrist. Looking at Ru Xue, who was also anxious, an idea suddenly formed in my mind.
I didn’t know what a dog spirit was at the time, but I knew that spirits could be roughly divided into two types: one was a clean spirit, which was a pure spirit composed entirely of negative energy, and the other was a filthy spirit, full of resentment and impurity.
The dog spirit is of course not clean, but what is agarwood? The best material for warding off evil spirits and impurities. If that is the case…
Thinking of this, I immediately tore off my agarwood beads and, with the same determination, bit my own tongue. A mouthful of blood sprayed onto the agarwood beads…