After stepping out of the monks' quarters.
Lu Feng still found it all somewhat absurd.
He had never imagined things would develop this way.
What had begun as an ordinary birthday celebration.
Had turned into an exorcism.
Exorcising demons was an extremely serious matter, especially when accusations such as "Outer Dao" and "keeping Malevolent Ghosts" were leveled at a tusi.
Those were extremely grave accusations, enough to strip a tusi of his position, land, slaves, and estates.
And his hereditary title.
Like monks, tusi.
Were divided into ranks.
The highest-ranking tusi and nobles were simply beyond the reach of temples like the Endless White Pagoda Temple to accuse or meddle with. Those highest-ranking tusi could even unleash persecution and exile upon every monk in their domains. Even great monks with immense magical power could sometimes do nothing to them. They themselves supported large numbers of shamans and Lamas and had no fear whatsoever of the temples' laws!
Never mind accusing them of belonging to the Outer Dao.
Even if grave charges such as "slandering the Buddha" or "disrespecting the Buddha" were laid upon them.
They would have no effect.
Gaqila Tusi's pastures and estates were not large.
He had few tax-paying serfs, either.
He counted as a minor tusi.
Still, there was no problem with an eminent monk from one of the Four Great Dharma Protector Temples accusing Gaqila Tusi.
The question was what exactly had happened in Gaqila Tusi's household for a revenant to be there, yet the people of the household had not all died!
By then, Lu Feng had followed the Lama out of the room.
The Lama paid no further attention to the monks lying inside.
"Hurry, hurry! They've all become human skins. There's nothing left to see!"
Lu Feng heard this.
A shiver ran down Lu Feng's back.
As soon as he left the monks' quarters.
Lu Feng noticed the change.
Compared with yesterday.
Today, the tusi's fortified manor was deathly still. The sun shone brightly, yet an inexplicable chill pierced the bones.
The mastiffs, along with some of the serfs, maids, and soldiers, had all vanished.
Even the one or two living people there were.
Lay on the ground, sickly and utterly unconscious.
The smell of blood drifted from many places.
Lu Feng took a few more looks and saw corpses that had been bitten to death.
He could not help feeling a little nauseated.
Killing without eating.
The feline instinct to torment and kill.
Or a manifestation of hatred, wrath, greed, and delusion.
The Lama glanced at the sky and saw Ghost Resonance woven into a dense web, shrouding the place.
The source of all that Ghost Resonance.
Was the tower in the distance.
As the Lama led Lu Feng along, he explained, "Ten days ago, I fell asleep before the Soma War God's hall at Pingzan Vajra Temple and had a dream. I dreamed that there was a fierce tiger southwest of Pingzan Vajra Temple.
"I asked my Lama to interpret the dream."
"My Lama told me that the Demon of Fate had appeared."
"Only by subduing this Demon of Fate could I advance further in my cultivation, attain a 'Stainless Mind,' and study the secret teachings."
"After advancing another step, I could study the methods of the fourth stage and sit for its degree examination.
"And enter a higher-level tantric college to study.
"That was why I came here.
"I discovered that the grandmother of this tusi's household had already been a Malevolent Ghost for a long time."
"But this tusi, ignorant of the heights of heaven and the depths of earth, used the authority of the 'household deity' to suppress her revenant nature, then invited monks to chant sutras and suppress his grandmother's ferocity. For some unknown reason, he even succeeded.
"If his household truly had a monk possessed of great magical power.
"That powerful monk might well have suppressed this Malevolent Ghost and made her the Gaqila Lineage's household deity."
"Unfortunately, ever since the Gaqila Lineage produced a Dharma Protector Lama many years ago."
"All they have produced in the years since are a few Duoduo Monksoldiers."
"The Gaqila Lineage had no chance whatsoever of subduing this Malevolent Ghost. The Malevolent Ghost grew stronger and stronger, and the Gaqila Lineage did not know how to set up a 'do' to make offerings to her."
"They were fated to suffer this calamity."
As he spoke, he had already swiftly reached the wooden tower.
He motioned for Lu Feng to find him some offerings.
Then hurry back.
The tower appeared unchanged. It was one of the wooden buildings commonly seen in the Secret Dharma Region, with two stories connected by a steep ladder-there was no need to worry that such steep stairs would trouble the elderly, since elderly people were carried around on the backs of their household slaves.
Some nobles never walked at all, and eventually could no longer even walk by themselves.
For their entire lives, they never had to worry about getting a speck of dirt on their feet.
Before he even approached, Lu Feng smelled the foul stench coming from the area, like a corpse that had rotted for many years.
Mixed into that stench.
Was the smell of incense offerings.
The two smells mingled, but rather than filling the place with a more pleasant fragrance.
They made it even more nauseating and foul.
"Heh."
Smelling that odor.
Zhuogedunzhu took the Kapala Bowl from inside his robe, then pulled out several skins. By then, Lu Feng had already moved away to search for the kitchen. Corpses lay everywhere. Lu Feng took out his small knife and the bag the steward had filled with tsampa and dried meat for him yesterday, emptied out the tsampa and dried meat, and collected these offerings.
Everything had happened so suddenly that perfection was impossible.
Hair from the dead.
Some blood.
And some poultry feathers.
As for human corpses, there was no need to look: they were everywhere. While searching for offerings, Lu Feng knew that he had probably been rather lucky, and that each of the several times he had encountered a "great terror," the Human-Skin Sutra Scroll had helped him.
Could it be.
That the Human-Skin Sutra Scroll could also steady his mind and emotions?
If so.
Nothing could be better.
After all, when practicing many methods of cultivation, it was very easy for a great terror to seize one's mind and turn one into a walking corpse.
In short.
The soul was frightened to death.
If the Human-Skin Ancient Scroll could protect his soul.
Lu Feng would take back his words.
The Human-Skin Sutra Scroll was not useless. It was far too useful.
With no one else around, Lu Feng took out the Human-Skin Ancient Scroll he had on hand and saw that a portrait of the old woman had appeared on it!
What was going on?
Lu Feng knew perfectly well that before he came here, this had not been on the ancient scroll!
When had this portrait appeared?
Could the sutra scroll also reveal Malevolent Ghosts?
Just as he was wondering this, he had gathered almost everything he needed. Lu Feng broke into a run back toward the tower. Before he had taken more than a couple of strides, someone appeared before him-perhaps he could no longer be considered human. His movements were sluggish, and his body gave off a strong corpse stench.
Clearly, he was no longer alive.
He saw Lu Feng, and then corpse hair suddenly sprouted all over his body. Abandoning his slow movements, he charged at Lu Feng!
Instinctively.
Lu Feng's hand naturally formed a mantra seal, and he chanted, "Om, sattva, samyuti."
As the mantra left his lips.
The "man" seemed to have been struck heavily by an invisible hammer. Even his head exploded.
At that very moment, Lu Feng saw wisps of black-and-white energy suddenly rise from the person before him and settle onto the ancient scroll.
Then an incomparably cool current flowed from the ancient scroll.
For the first time, Lu Feng experienced what it meant to have "keen ears and clear eyes"!
He felt as though his brain had become a superprocessor.
Many debate topics he had failed to understand and many passages he could not clearly remember suddenly became exceptionally clear.
For a moment, Lu Feng's very first thought was.
Wasn't this a divine tool for studying?
With this ability.
Wouldn't memorization and debate be as easy as reaching out and grabbing them?
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