Becoming A Monk In Tokyo - Chapter 243

Unsuspectingly opened the door, but saw the monk.

This kind of thing made Dr. Yamauchi understand the feeling of a horror movie in human society for the first time, even after closing the door, he was still in shock.

How could a monk appear quietly in the Yellow Spring Realm!

Even, there was no breath appearing inside the institute, just standing outside the door!

According to the organization’s research, the size and distance of the Yellow Springs are the same as reality. Walking one meter in the Yellow Springs is equivalent to walking one meter in reality.

If it weren’t for Huangquan, there was no substance.

The organization even suspects that Huangquanjing is a mirrored world of reality.

According to this calculation method, the monk entered the Yellow Spring from Tokyo, and then came to the research institute, to run close to a thousand kilometers!

how can that be? Don’t you get lost?

Dr. Yamauchi thought of a terrible possibility.

The monk has found the entrance of the institute in reality, and entered the Yellow Spring from reality.

In this way, you can understand why the monk can suddenly appear…

“wrong.”

Many thoughts flashed in his mind, and Dr. Yamauchi suddenly noticed.

A few minutes have passed.

He was frightened. He closed the door and was still in shock. Two or three minutes have passed, but the monk outside did not break in or knock on the door…

Could it be the third possibility?

Dr. Yamauchi hesitated and opened the door tentatively.

The white corridor outside the door was empty and very quiet.

No wailing, no screaming.

There is no board, no monk, or even any living creatures passing by.

In an instant, Dr. Yamauchi breathed a sigh of relief.

No wonder there is no monk’s breath, no wonder he can ignore the rules of Huangquan Realm and come here…

It turned out to be just my own illusion.

Probably because he was too afraid of this existence, coupled with the crow’s assistant’s hint, caused the birth of a heart demon in his heart, and hallucinations.

Dr. Yamauchi smiled self-deprecatingly, and started to walk out of the corridor.

At this moment.

A jade-like palm stretched out from the back, resting on Dr. Yamauchi’s shoulder.

A gentle voice sounded from behind.

“Don’t leave the donor, the little monk still has something to ask you.”

Obviously the palm has no weight.

Dr. Yamauchi’s legs softened, but he knelt down with a plop.

…

Time went back a few minutes ago-

Bai Shixiu galloped all the way to the research institute, but was turned away.

At this moment, although I intend to teach this mountain demon named Yamauchi, what is etiquette.

However, there are more important things.

Bai Shixiu’s sky can be seen.

In the laboratory behind the mountain demon, there are many living souls trapped by black magic.

Several monsters in white coats turned into human forms, holding witchcraft blades in their hands, cutting these souls thinly.

And by injecting resentment, yin, etc. to keep it intact and not collapse.

This process was full of pain, and the souls screamed, wailed, and made depraved sounds full of resentment.

This may not be Huangquan, but it must be hell.

Shiraishixiu did not hesitate.

Use the solid-state escape technique, pass through the entrance of the laboratory where the mountain monster is located, pass through a long corridor from the wall, and enter the interior of the living soul cutting laboratory.

Passing through the wall, entered a laboratory where the living soul was being cut.

Standing inside was a human body with a goat head, like a demon monster described in Western mythology.

He was wearing a white lab coat, using a scalpel entwined with witchcraft electric current, reaching out to a group of twisted souls.

Bai Shixiu walked in through the wall head on, attracting the attention of the goat-headed monster.

Its expression ranges from doubt, to panic, to shaking hands…

It hasn’t waited for it to kneel to the ground with soft legs.

Bai Shixiu stretched out her gentle palm, patted its forehead, and escorted it on the first bus to the west.

There are probably no fewer passengers on this bus.

On the way to my Buddha, this sheep-head monster will not be lonely.

After overcoming the Goblin Monster, Bai Shixiu walked towards the operating table formed by the magic circle of magic.

The soul on the operating table is already incomplete, almost half of it has been cut and shattered, and the incomplete part is also intertwined with yin and resentment.

Sensing the approach of anger, the black misty remnant soul formed a half hideous face, making a roaring sound.

What was said was poor words.

“Save…Save…”

“Don’t worry, the little monk will help you out of the sea of ​​suffering.”

With pity and compassion in Bai Shixiu’s eyes, and Buddha’s light in his hands, he pressed against the black mist.

In an instant, the Buddha light dissipated the black mist, dispelled the yin and resentment entwining the spirit body, and greatly reduced the pain of the remnant soul.

The hideous face gradually softened.

“thank……”

Only had time to spit out one syllable, and the spirit body disappeared with the black mist.

The remnant soul of this victim is already too mutilated.

In addition, it was too severely infected by negative energy, even if Bai Shixiu solved its Yin Qi problem, it would be difficult to help it put it back together.

Staying in the world will only bring it endless pain.

Baishixiu ended its pain.

Without chanting the spell, Bai Shixiu didn’t have so much time, and there were still many dead souls of the victims waiting to be rescued.

Go through the wall and advance all the way!

Bai Shixiu quickly sent all the evil demons onto the train, hoping that my Buddha would resolve their sins.

There are also some victims who have been unable to recover. I hope my Buddha can resolve their grievances…

In the end, there is still a part of Shiraishixiu who has the ability to save, and a part of the dead souls who have not undergone the cutting operation!

These dead souls, Bai Shixiu collected them all into the appendix space in the body.

In the appendix space, they will calm down resentment and anger, reduce pain, will not be affected by Yin Qi, and enjoy a short period of peace.

Shiraishixiu intends to deal with them in a unified manner after saving the other victims.

For example, these dead souls.

They are dead, there is no doubt about it.

The so-called resurrection palm is only for those who are half-life and half-dead.

It is impossible to play a role in this kind of dead soul, which is completely dead, and the corpse does not necessarily survive.

However, the end of death is not necessarily the end, it may be reincarnation.

It just so happens that Shiraishixiu is studying reincarnation recently.

Baishixiu can try to help them reincarnate, so that they can have a life path again…

But ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Baishixiu’s current technology is not perfect.

Whether to experience this imperfect reincarnation technology, or even help the research and development and improvement of reincarnation technology, requires the approval of the dead souls.

Shiraishixiu has no time to discuss with them now.

Put them into the appendix space first, wait until others are rescued, and then deal with them together.

Bai Shixiu’s movements are very fast, and the total process is no more than three minutes after processing the living soul cutting laboratory.

When he returned to the entrance, Dr. Yamauchi hadn’t left yet—

He even just opened the door and was about to go out.

it’s fate!

Shiraishi smiled and hurriedly stepped forward and patted Dr. Yamauchi on the shoulder, and stopped him.

“Don’t leave the donor, the little monk still has something to ask you.”

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