Chapter 170: Consecration and Prison Break

"It's not the people in the diary, but the people in the diary on a certain day. There are dates in the diaries."

Gong Ping said:

"The side effect is that maybe... you will be taken over by the person in the diary. You will become a copy of that person."

This is really creepy.

Qin Ze understood. No wonder Qiao Wei wanted to take apart the diary and the mask.

I fell asleep for a few days last week, so I didn't have time to study my diary.

But in Qiao Wei's expectation, she should find a way to figure out the function of the diary.

This person is probably Ou Yezi.

Qiao Wei also warned in her "will" not to read the diary easily.

It can be seen that Qiao Wei hopes that she can use the diary at critical moments.

I hope I can find a way to eliminate the side effects of journaling.

The next week, because the fifth day of May was coming, Qiao Wei had no choice but to give the mask to herself.

Because on the fifth day of May, the calendar will become special because of the festival, and at the same time, there will be big events in the Hall of Valor.

I need to improve my strength.

In fact, Qin Ze's strength has improved no slower than Jian Yiyi back then.

Last week, Qin Ze was still a foreigner. This week, compared to the foreigner, Qin Ze's outer body and mind have been improved. With a good combination of diary and mask, there may be a gap in strength between ghosts and gods, but he will definitely crush existences of the same level.

"Seize the body..."

Qin Ze muttered this word in his heart, it was really a terrible word.

If you think about it carefully, the probability of losing this thing is very high——

Then maybe Qiao Wei can really be used to create a copy.

Carefully cultivate someone so that this person has a special past, special encounters, and incredible luck.

Help him along the way, give him props, and give him opportunities——

Finally, use the diary to make him become another person.

Qin Ze did think of this possibility, but in the end he did not believe that this was Qiao Wei's original intention.

He believed in the relationship between husband and wife.

"Now you understand, how terrifying this thing is. Nuwa created humans... If you really become someone created by Nuwa, you can imagine how many forces you will attract."

"It can be said that Nuwa is the biggest source of chaos in the current Old Calendar world. Before she disappeared, Linxiang City was not so chaotic."

Gong Ping had lingering fears and was still afraid of Nuwa's things.

Qin Ze retorted:

"Before she disappeared, Linxiang City was not so chaotic. Doesn't that mean that she was protecting Linxiang City?"

Gong Ping said anxiously:

"Why are you still helping her to speak? Forget it, I don't care. I'm telling you, if you really need help, you can try to use it."

"It's like using one death to cover another death."

"But except for me, don't let anyone know about this diary of yours!"

"I'm absolutely tight-lipped!"

Qin Ze smiled and said:

"If you don't keep it secret, I will turn into Nuwa and kill you."

"Fuck, don't make such a joke!"

Gong Ping was really frightened.

Qin Ze found it interesting.

It's strange, it seems that everyone except myself thinks Nuwa is extremely dangerous.

Well, it’s not surprising actually.

"Okay, okay, get out of my office, I have a date with a girl this afternoon!"

"You really have an iron kidney, but the drill bit is a little small." Qin Ze said.

Gong Ping was stunned at first, and then wanted to compete with Qin Ze!

"Damn it, who do you think has a small bit? If you can, take off your pants and compete!"

"Oh, you scheming... Shudu people, take your leave."

After Qin Ze put away the mask and diary, he left.

…

…

On the third day of May, Linxiang City, at two o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was blazing.

There are two temples in Linxiang City. Qin Ze had visited one before, which attracted ravings from the Buddha.

Relying on babble, he defeated the babble of the fallen god Hai Zhu.

This time Qin Ze went to another temple called the Golden Buddha Temple.

It is a local tourist attraction. It is different from the previous temple. Although the previous one also charged various fees, it was still nothing compared to the Golden Buddha Temple.

The commercialization of the Golden Buddha Temple was very successful. It is a standard "modern temple".

A huge wooden plaque hangs above the gate of the temple, with glittering religious mottos written on it.

The square in front of the door is lined with trees, and stone steps lead to the main hall. The walls of the temple are inlaid with exquisite tiles and artistic murals.

Under the sunlight, these pictures sparkle with brilliant colors.

The courtyard layout of the temple is exquisite, surrounding a solemn main hall.

There is also a small pool in the center of the courtyard. The clear water reflects the surrounding buildings and the blue sky and white clouds.

Qin Zede said that monks know how to enjoy themselves. He couldn't help but think of a host who had a relationship with a pilgrim a few days ago and was extorted millions.

How can ordinary people afford millions? I am still very rich.

In the main hall, a magnificent Buddha statue is enshrined, surrounded by smoke.

The temple has a modern auditorium for holding religious ceremonies and events, which is equipped with advanced audio equipment and projectors.

The temple also has a library and a learning center to provide believers with a place for learning and communication, promoting the integration of religion and modern society.

This is a large "monk's happy palace".

There was a reason why Qin Ze chose to find a temple with a strong commercial atmosphere. He was in a hurry.

After spending a little money, Qin Ze quickly found the abbot of the Golden Buddha Temple.

The old monk's robes fluttered, and he wore a Buddhist monk's robe with a sense of immortality.

Not to mention, this face is naturally suitable for fooling people.

Qin Ze's request was simple:

"I want to consecrate two evil things and remove the evil nature from them."

The old abbot asked to see the two evil things when he heard it.

So Qin Ze took out the mask and diary on the long table behind the main hall.

What can be 100% certain is that this abbot does not have a calendar and is not an old calendarist.

But the abbot's expression and demeanor all express what is superb acting skills.

He looked solemn, as if he had seen something incredible.

The old monk said in a deep voice:

"This thing does have a huge evil nature. Even if this Golden Buddha Temple is bathed in the Buddha's light, I can still feel this powerful evil spirit."

Qin Ze nodded:

"I wonder if consecrating these two things can remove this evil spirit?"

The old monk said:

"Where did the donor's things come from?"

"Relics, don't ask too much." Qin Ze answered very briefly.

He didn't want to waste time.

The old monk said:

"Donor, you have a connection with this temple. If you hadn't met me, you might have been in danger of your life in the future."

It must be said that at this point in the conversation, Qin Ze felt that the old monk seemed to really know something.

Until the old monk's next words:

"Buddha also pays attention to connection. Since there is connection, it should eliminate disasters for the donor. However, both eliminating disasters and opening the eyes require great merits."

Qin Ze was straightforward:

"How much money do you need."

The old monk smiled faintly:

"Talking about money is vulgar. I have said that Buddhism pays attention to connection. As the saying goes, a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred requires 180,000 connections. Donor, if you want to resolve this sea of ​​blood and deep hatred, you need great merits. The monks in my temple need to chant Buddhist teachings for three days and three nights for two items, so that these 180,000 connections can be used to eliminate this sea of ​​blood and deep hatred."

Qin Ze understood that this was 180,000.

No wonder this temple is so modern, this opening is incredible.

But what Qin Ze has to do is to trigger the behavior, and he is not short of money.

But the time is too long, three days and three nights?

He can't wait.

The old monk saw that Qin Ze didn't speak immediately, and thought that he wanted too much, so he thought about lowering the amount.

But unexpectedly, Qin Ze said:

"Master, I have invested in this project, but I hope that my fate with your temple can be more. I will offer 128,000 fate. Do you think you can speed up the monks in the temple?"

"I want to finish the consecration today."

Now it's the old monk's turn to be confused.

Is there really such a grudge?

"Since the donor is so wise, then I will talk to everyone in the temple and let everyone work harder and use merits to eliminate this bloody hatred as soon as possible."

Qin Ze showed a satisfied look.

"I hope to supervise the whole process... Oh no, watch, watch the opening process, okay?"

"Yes, but the opening process of my temple cannot be known to the outside world. I hope that the donors will not secretly record it. If you want to watch, you need to change into monk robes."

The old monk said calmly.

Qin Ze did not object. He just prevented someone from using the mask and causing trouble.

"Okay, no problem. Then you go and call people. How long will it take?"

"I need to notify them in half an hour. The donors can wait in the main hall."

"Okay, then I'll wait."

Qin Ze came to the front of the main hall, waiting for the monks to gather together to open the mask and diary.

But then, another thing attracted his attention.

There is a reason why Gong Ping described Qin Ze as a troublemaker.

Qin Ze came to the front of the main hall, under the huge golden Buddha-

There was a man lying on a hospital bed.

This man was wrapped in bandages all over his body, comparable to Shishio in Rurouni Kenshin, or like a mummy.

It seemed that there was no good place on his body except his eyes.

But even his eyes were tightly closed.

The people around the bed were a team of doctors and nurses, as well as relatives of the person lying on the bed.

It looked like his younger brother.

Qin Ze thought that there were all kinds of things in the world, and there were actually people who brought people who were so seriously injured to worship Buddha?

So Qin Ze asked:

"You are here to worship Buddha for the patient?"

The patient's younger brother nodded:

"This is my eldest brother, the best person to me in this world. My eldest brother had an accident before, and suddenly he lost consciousness."

"Alas, my eldest brother is also unlucky. He was struck by lightning on that rainy night not long ago, but he didn't die. He was burned all over his body."

Good guy, first he became a vegetable, and then he was struck by lightning.

What kind of top bad luck is this?

Qin Ze asked:

"So you think modern medicine has done its best, and you want to see if metaphysics can help you? Or help your eldest brother transfer?"

Qin Ze had already changed into a monk's robe at this moment, so this statement did not mean to be mocked.

The patient's younger brother explained:

"Yes, my elder brother said that he needs someone to take him to pray."

Qin Ze nodded, then froze, and realized the problem:

"What do you mean? What do you mean your elder brother needs someone to take him to pray?"

"Didn't your elder brother become a vegetable because of an accident? Can a vegetable tell you that he needs to pray?"

A vegetable, of course, can't express his needs to others.

But the patient's younger brother nodded patiently and explained:

"Yeah, I dare not torment my brother. It is because my brother told me to do so that I did it."

"Ah?"

Is this world so abstract? How can a vegetative person tell others to do so?

Qin Ze said:

"How did he tell others to do so?"

"In a dream. My brother told me to do so in a dream, and also told several other brothers to do so in a dream. I am the closest to him, so I am responsible for carrying out my brother's orders."

Qin Ze found it a little funny that the other party did not seem to be joking.

But he did not laugh, because the next second, he thought of a possibility.

"Do you feel that your brother is really serious in your dream? Does that dream make you feel unusually real?" Qin Ze asked.

"Yes, yes, yes! That dream was very real. When my elder brother hugged me, I felt as if my elder brother was back!"

The patient's younger brother answered like this, which made Qin Ze think more and more in a certain direction.

"Did he tell you in a dream that this was a dream, and even told you that this was a dream."

"And he emphasized to you again and again that you must take him to pray and make his own body perform the prayer action?"

"Did you feel it was magical after you woke up, but because the dream was too realistic, you looked for other friends and found that many people were dreamed?"

The patient's brother opened his eyes wide;

"Ah! How did you know! Are you also a master in the temple?"

Qin Ze thought to himself that it was true.

Fuck, I met my cellmate!

Some things must be experienced before you can feel them when you meet them.

If Qin Ze had not experienced being imprisoned by the Fallen Messenger, then he would not be curious about the vegetative person today, or he would be curious, but he would not associate the other party with being a "cellmate".

Qin Ze guessed such a possibility in his heart.

If a person's soul is imprisoned and the body is still alive...then the body will sleep forever.

Just like himself on the first and second days of May.

If you don't rely on Tu Yi, it will be difficult to escape from the area where the Fallen Messenger is.

And he must be alive.

Now, Qin Ze may have met another "jailbreaker".

There are people who, like him, have survived the unfortunate events, but have not died.

This person was seriously injured by the unfortunate events and survived the unfortunate events, but his soul was locked in the locked area of ​​the fallen messenger.

So in the real world, this person became a vegetable.

Without a soul, there is no consciousness.

But this person must have tried his best to find a way to leave.

This person is not dead yet, so in the real world, his calendar is still updating the taboos.

Maybe it is because of some kind of behavior in the update of taboos that he can dream!

After Qin Ze sorted out all this, he also knew that he was just guessing and had no evidence.

Maybe it was really a dream?

But he still said to the patient's brother:

"Don't come to the Buddhist temple to pray, the Buddha statue does not accept prayers."

The patient's brother was puzzled:

"But you have to pray to the Buddha... otherwise who?"

Qin Ze subconsciously wanted to say, you can pray to my wife. You can also pray to me.

But he didn't say that. He didn't want to watch someone die without helping, nor did he want to create unnecessary trouble.

Qin Ze said:

"Buddha is an alien, and Taoism is our own."

"It's useless to worship Buddha. I suggest going to the Taoist temple. Listen to me, your brother is not far from waking up."

"The consequences of praying wrongly are very serious."

Qin Ze didn't know whether the Three Pure Ones in the Taoist temple were our own people, like these Taoist gods.

But in the old calendar world, there really was Buddha, which was not a good thing.

"Did your brother only mention praying in his dream, but not worshiping Buddha?"

"I tell you, worshiping Buddha is worshiping Buddha, and praying is praying. Listen to me, find a Taoist temple! A Taoist temple with righteous gods!"

When Qin Ze said this, he felt that this was just like a dialogue in a weird Taoist world.

His expression was solemn, and he guessed the situation in the dream correctly several times in a row. The patient's brother thought for a moment and decided to listen to others' advice.

So he stuffed a lot of money, shouted at a group of people to carry the bed back to the ambulance, and drove the car to the Taoist temple.

It was also from this moment that Qin Ze planted a special opportunity for himself.