Chapter 76 Uncle Master, Please Have a Meal
Of course the box is empty
The strange thing is that this time Jueshan's ghost energy did not fluctuate much, as if he had expected this result long ago.
Yes, the things in the first box have been taken away, so can the second box be left for him?
"Did you see what was inside?"
"Master Mirage's notes. I never thought that Master Mirage, who has such high Buddha nature that he could ascend to heaven in one step, would have disciples like you."
"Notes?! That's a secret book! Where is the secret book!?" Hearing the word "notes", Jue Shan suddenly jumped up, his face even began to twist.
"Secret book? Hahahaha, no wonder no one in your temple has been able to enter the inner world in the past four hundred years." Zhao Yushu laughed happily. What could be more joyful than making the enemy furious?
"You won't tell me? It doesn't matter." Jueshan suddenly calmed down after hearing Zhao Yushu's ridicule: "After one stick of incense, you will be tied to the back mountain."
Jueshan pulled the only small chair in the room and sat down: "I will knock out all your teeth, then tie you to a bamboo bed, and feed you a bucket of lard rice every day for 49 days. Don't look at how thin you are now. At most in a month, you will be as fat as that old man."
Zhao Yushu nodded: "He is indeed fat"
The two seemed to have forgotten the tension just now. Jueshan was like a kind elder, telling a little story to the younger generation: "For these forty-nine days, you will sit on your own feces, watching flies flying around you and maggots crawling under you."
"How can you eat if you think about these things every day?"
Jueshan ignored him and smiled, as if he was saying something very interesting: "After forty-nine days, I will have someone carry you to the main hall, build a high platform and cover it with firewood."
"Roast suckling pig?" Zhao Yushu instinctively thought of a famous dish.
"Almost the same, but the process is a little different, after all, the suckling pig is roasted after it is dead." Jue Shan smiled and nodded: "Otherwise, why would that old man be in such a hurry to commit suicide?"
Zhao Yushu couldn't laugh anymore
Jueshan admired the change in his expression: "But if we roast people alive, they will struggle and scream. It will be bad if the benefactor waiting outside hears them. Then, I will find a wooden stake and put it in your anus, which will reach here." Jueshan pointed to his throat with his finger.
"If you move, it will hurt so much that you dare not move. Then we will break the bones of your limbs and insert these thin bamboo sticks into them." Jueshan gestured with the thickness of chopsticks and said, "This way you will always maintain the Buddha's posture."
Jue Shan laughed even more happily: "The last step is to use fire, use a low fire, slowly and slowly, in about a day and a night, the fat will be baked out. At this time, spread the fat evenly and sprinkle with gold lacquer, and a fine golden statue will be ready."
Jue Shan stood up and said, "Don't worry, we are very skilled. You will not die during this period. You will have forty-nine days to think about where the secret book is."
Zhao Yushu sighed: "You are really worse than I thought"
Jue Shan shook his head: "Don't say that to me. I have been doing this kind of thing with the old man for thirty years and have done it more than ten times. He taught me all of this personally. His generation, including my master, were all made into golden bodies. There are only two or three people left in my generation. If it weren't for my cleverness, I would be the one sitting in the back mountain now. Do you think he should be killed?"
Zhao Yushu agreed: "Let him commit suicide by taking poison, it will be a good deal for him."
"That's right. You think you've done a good thing, but you actually know nothing. Well, I see you really have a kind heart. After all, I am a Buddhist. Hand over the secret book and I will kill you. How about that?"
Zhao Yushu shook his head: "You are right. I just think that I have done good things, but they are not necessarily good things, so I am destined to fail. But fortunately, I still have a chance to send more beasts like you to hell."
Jueshan couldn't help laughing: "Why do you do that?"
Zhao Yushu took out a hatchet from his waist
Jue Shan almost died of laughter. This junior was so adorable. He actually thought that he could kill himself with just an axe?
"Since you are my junior apprentice, I will let you strike first."
"Is that so? Thank you very much, Uncle Master."
Zhao Yushu raised his knife, and blood splattered everywhere.
Jueshan's eyes suddenly turned bloodshot, and he looked at the pool of blood on the ground in disbelief.
And the severed hand
Zhao Yushu's face turned pale, and he rolled up his sleeves and tied them around his wrists.
"Uncle Master, this is a gift from your disciple. Why don't you try it?"
Damn, it hurts so much. No wonder the Condor Heroes refused to forgive Miss Guo. Let her take it and see.
Jueshan's throat moved unconsciously. He watched Zhao Yushu pour something from a bottle into his left hand. According to Zhao Yushu, that was the poison that the old monk used to commit suicide.
And now, Zhao Yushu directly cut off his left hand, which was covered with poison, but he seemed to be unable to bear it.
"Old ghost, eat it, you bunch of ghosts, can you resist not eating it? This is top-quality human flesh and blood."
"I will kill you!" Jueshan suppressed the desire from the depths of his soul and stared at Zhao Yushu with gritted teeth. The last bit of rationality told him not to eat, but his eyes subconsciously glanced at the severed hand that was still bleeding.
"Eat it. If you don’t die after eating it, I’ll feed you my entire body. Hahahahaha"
With a scream, Jueshan finally couldn't bear it anymore and rushed forward.
Zhao Yushu stood still, watching Jueshan, who had been acting calm and composed, pounce on the blood on the ground, grab the severed hand and start biting it madly.
Like a dog
Jueshan burst into tears. He knew that he would die soon. The poison on his broken palm could kill him at any time, but he just couldn't resist this desire.
I'd rather die with this little thing!
Jueshan raised his head with great effort, staring at Zhao Yushu who was sneering. A strong urge to kill rose from his heart, which seemed to temporarily cover up his endless desire for human flesh and blood.
Unfortunately, the poison is too effective.
Jueshan stopped chewing, his bloodshot eyes still wide open staring at Zhao Yushu, his leg muscles tensed, as if he was about to pounce and kill the young monk in the next moment.
Then his muscles slowly relaxed and the vitality faded away.
Zhao Yushu waited for a while, and after confirming that Jueshan was really dead, he sat on the ground and exhaled a breath of foul air.
I looked at my left wrist which was still in unbearable pain. I wondered if it would grow back after I got out. After all, this body belonged to Huiming, not myself. It shouldn't affect me.
Oh, now I don't even know if I can get out alive, why think so much?
Zhao Yushu got up, picked up the hand with a piece of meat bitten off, pushed open the door and threw it out. Immediately, several guarding monks rushed over with ghostly howls, and after a moment, they returned to silence.
Zhao Yushu carried Jueshan's body on his back and walked out of the courtyard step by step.
This action was soon discovered by other monks.
Facing the gathering of ghost monks, Zhao Yushu stopped and shouted to the sky: "Master uncle is dead!"