Chapter 9: The Buddhist Holy Land Encounters the Demon's Art

  The tense atmosphere was suddenly greatly reduced, just as I was laughing, but then I heard Sima Lin recite the remaining eight ancient characters with a look of horror on his face: "Those who enter the Daoist tomb will not be reborn for ten thousand kalpas."

  I hadn't finished laughing when I stiffened my expression and stopped the laughter, thinking that the tomb owner had already warned us twice. After Sima Lin finished speaking, everyone was shocked and terrified, but then they heard a "creaking" sound from the stone gate, which slowly turned backwards, and the door leading to the main tomb had been opened by us.

  "Come on! There must be countless gold, silver and jewels waiting for us!"

  Just as he was about to lead the way into the hall beyond the stone gate, Sima Lin shouted: "Hold on, Knife Scar!"

  "What's wrong? Isn't the door open? Are we not going in, Brother Sima?" asked Liu Di in confusion.

  Sim Lin shook his head and said uneasily, "Let's calculate it to here. The tomb owner has already warned us several times. First, there was the stone tablet above with the inscription 'You don't move me, I won't move you; if you move me, I will definitely move you.' And now, there is this ancient poem here. I have a very ominous premonition. For the safety of all my brothers, I think we should just leave."

  Seeing Sima Lin hesitating on the spot, it seems that he is already very cautious about this tomb. If I can help him succeed in robbing the tomb, on the one hand, I can show off my skills, and on the other hand, it will also prove that we are all righteous people. In the future, if I ask him to help me decipher the ancient characters and diagrams in Master's letter, he will definitely not hesitate to help me, and maybe we will even become friends.

  I smiled and said, "Sima brother, we've killed the giant centipede and come all this way. It's not easy to get here, and now that we're about to reach the tomb owner's final resting place, how can we give up? None of us are afraid of death, including my wife, Ling. Moreover, we didn't come here for the treasure in the tomb, but for a matter of righteousness. Since you're Huang Yun's brother, your business is naturally our brothers' business too. Let's go inside and face whatever risks there may be."

  "Alright, since Gu Dao big brother has spoken, what else can I say?" Sima Lin said as he took the lead and stepped forward into the stone hall.

  Relight a torch, and with the firelight, everyone slowly made their way through the stone gate, feeling their way into the main tomb. The air here was extremely dry, without the dampness and stench of centipedes that had been present earlier, making people feel much more at ease. Everywhere were thick cobwebs, and if one wasn't careful, they would be met with a face full of choking dust.

  After entering the stone hall, under the faint light of the fire, I saw that this spacious stone hall was filled with countless Buddha statues of various sizes carved from granite. The atmosphere looked magnificent and grand. There were statues of Sakyamuni sitting on a lotus pedestal, ancient Buddhas lighting lamps to eliminate disasters, Guanyin holding a clean bottle, and numerous Arhats and Bhikkhus standing around, as if listening to the Buddha's lectures or mocking the impermanence of worldly people.

  Everyone's soul seemed to be purified all at once, as if they had entered the world of Buddha. They were all shocked by the majestic scene in front of them, and one after another, they joined their hands together, closed their eyes, and silently began to repent in their hearts.

  I looked around uneasily, feeling suffocated by the atmosphere. As a former coffin carrier, I had always believed that not believing in Buddhism would inevitably lead to a sense of blasphemy against the gods. Just as I was about to confess my sins to the Buddha, I heard Old Six crying out loudly in his hoarse voice, "I beg for the Buddha's forgiveness! I, Knife Scar Six, have killed countless people and committed grave sins. I am willing to accept the Buddha's punishment."

  Opening my eyes to look at Lao Liu, I saw him kneeling in front of the statue of Sakyamuni, kowtowing like a garlic peeler. Except for me and Er Di, everyone else was already kneeling on the ground, I didn't know when they started.

  My heart felt a sense of foreboding and I looked around cautiously. The Buddha statues in the surroundings seemed even more solemn and majestic than before.

  "Is there something here that's bewitching us?" A very eerie feeling suddenly rose to the surface, and if they continued like this, Old Six would definitely be knocked to death right here.

  "Hurry up and get up quickly! Don't stay here any longer, it's not a good place to linger."

  Everyone seems to be ignoring me and continues to kowtow nonstop, it really doesn't feel right coming here.

  I hastily walked to their front, bit open my finger and used blood to draw a fire character on each of their foreheads. After finishing, I heavily knocked on each person's head once.

  After I hit him, Lao Liu rubbed his head and stood up with a thud, scolding me loudly: "What kind of bastard dares to hit me."

  He cursed and suddenly swung his big knife at me. Seeing Lao Liu's fierce momentum, I hastily dodged to the side and angrily shouted: "Dead pig brain, you're even chopping at me?"