Chapter 249

In Requiem, the ruins of the inner city fire in Tang'an are quiet, and the images of the victims are more clear.

Xia fan has a false feeling.

It seems that some people have heard what the victims are telling him.

Chu JiangHao, an overseas Chinese medicine research expert and Professor, brought people to Guanglin hall that night to fight with him.

Another face is Liu Shouyi, vice president of the Fourth Municipal People's court, who has had several conflicts with him.

Another face, the tambonara patient.

A few more people were actually the same people who appeared in the clinic that night.

"You, die far away!"

Xia fan unexpectedly saw the appearance of these people, and his heart was full of anger.

All of a sudden, with the heart, "Requiem" tune in vain high.

Several sound waves turned into the blade of killing intention. With only one impact, they killed the figures that made him extremely disgusted and angry.

"Your death will never be forgiven!"

Xia fan didn't know whether the scene in his sight was true or just the projection of his inner world.

But he enjoyed the feeling that he could kill these people again.

Because, this can let his heart, the guilt of other innocent dead, weaken a bit.

However, the sudden change in the tune of Requiem does not just make the dead die again.

When he looks away.

The ruins, which were still silent a moment ago, also affected countless figures of the dead, which turned into floating catkins. Unexpectedly, they were also attacked indiscriminately by the sound killing of Requiem.

"No, I don't mean to kill you again. Live!"

Xia fan roared and struggled in his heart. He was eager to sing Requiem again

More than 100 meters away.

Monk Jiunian is in a state of panic. He doesn't know how to face the scene that the return of the dead has been broken. He subconsciously wants to recite a mantra to die. He wants to rely on his mantra to help the dead escape from being destroyed.

At the next moment, he suddenly heard that the melody of Requiem sounded again, and it was like starting over from the beginning.

As we watched, the dead were gathered again.

Monk Jiunian hurriedly wrote a long series in the air: "thank you for your help!" Then he threw himself into his study, and soon, the similar tunes began to appear under his singing

Xia fan was immersed in the singing melody.

After singing a song, a stream of merits and wishes came to him, which made him gain a lot of insights.

He really felt the complex emotions of those who died, when they went to the bliss of their lives: you fix me, you fix me, you fix me.

On that day, Xiao Yaxi, a young woman of the United States, made a deal with him because of the spiritual fetters of her late husband. She wanted to make a fortune for him, but he flatly refused.

But in fact, this kind of communication from the spiritual level is not so easy to refuse.

At this time, he felt the residual soul will of hundreds of dead people. Although it was not very strong, it also made him realize the value of people's indomitable spirit will.

In the East, a touch of white fish belly appears in the sky unconsciously. Tang'an City, which has been silent for a night, wakes up again with the morning light.

Down the wall, down the street.

After a short time, people came to pay homage to the dead in an endless stream. People all came spontaneously and stopped in front of the ruins to silently send their mourning and repose a wisp of sustenance.

In front of the ruins of the open space, soon filled with wreaths, white bouquets.

The sky is a bit gloomy, with a little bit of autumn rain dripping from the sky, which makes the silent scene more sad.

Xia fan stood quietly in the corner.

There were three or five groups of mourners. People mourned, blessed and prayed. They hoped that the dead would live in bliss, and there would be no more suffering in the other world.

Feeling the scene, unconsciously, he began to sing the melody of Requiem.

The quiet and meaningful singing turns into the sound and sound of being with the heaven and the earth. It blends into the autumn rain, into people's mourning, and into the ruins of the scene

Monk Jiunian came and quietly walked to the same corner as Xia fan. He sang a promise to Xia fan, and then stood by and echoed with Xia fan, Also sang the requiem.

Xia fan met this handsome young monk. He was fifteen or sixteen years old, younger than him.When he heard the little monk singing the same tune, he nodded slightly, thinking that the tune he accidentally Sang was actually a kind of Buddhism.

The heart is clear, the attitude is more pious.

Monk Jiunian obviously didn't know what "Shifu" thought. Seeing Xia fan nodded, he thought that his rashness didn't make "Shifu" unhappy. On the contrary, he recognized him and cherished this rare learning opportunity in his heart.

Xia fan heard the little monk's singing, several beats slower than him, like a duet with him, singing for him.

He is not very reasonable.

I think this is the real way to sing Requiem, so I don't think it's strange. On the contrary, I overstepped my heart and tried to figure out every rhythm in the melody, subconsciously trying to make it more perfect.

After listening to some of the syllables and tones of "Shifu", monk Jiunian thought that "Shifu" was teaching the Dharma for him. Naturally, he also put out 12 points of energy, and could not let his mind be ignored.

Therefore, the "master and apprentice" two people cooperate with each other, and the melody is perfect.

The sloppy old Taoist looked at the scene from a distance, and his eyes flashed a bit of surprise and vigilance.

But he didn't pay much attention to the two people in the corner.

Instead, he took out a few yellow paper amulets from his slovenly Taoist robes and sold his unique Taoist amulets and seals to the people who came and went to the memorial ceremony.

"Well, you can't miss it if you pass by! The talisman of past life and the curse of reincarnation can make the dead reincarnate and change their lives, and they will not suffer any more in the afterlife. The talisman seal of selecting life and avoiding disaster with all kinds of larks is a good reward for the guests. It's good and cheap, and the old and the young are not deceived. Come and buy it quickly

This is not compatible with the atmosphere of the scene, the cry of selling, at first sounded, it attracted the attention of countless people.

It's just that many people listen to the strange noise of the slovenly old Taoist peddler. Few of them really gather around to inquire about the price and then pay for it.

What's more, maybe the content of the slovenly old Taoist's peddling is too exciting. There are so many waves of the family members of the dead who want to rush up and beat the slovenly old Taoist angrily.

"Hello! Slovenly Taoist, you said that you have the Fu Zhuan which can help the dead reincarnate and change their lives, and choose their lives to avoid disasters, which means that they can make the dead reincarnate and become rich after reincarnation? Is that what you mean? "

"This lady, it's true. That's right. This one in my hand is the reincarnation and selection seal script. This is one of the few precious seal scripts left by my grandfather when he ascended to the fairyland. Do you want to go

"You're trying to make the reincarnation of the dead better and better. I don't want this. Have you ever made the reincarnation of the dead miserable? I want this. I want to burn it to those bastards who made a big fire. I want them to be reincarnated and suffer all their lives! "

"Er..."

"Is it true? I can't do without your money. It's ten thousand yuan. If you want to take it out, I want how much. I want those bastards to live a life inferior to pigs and dogs in their next life, next life and next life

"You are such a vicious woman. The dead are so big. How can you use such vicious people? Please help yourself if you don't sell them!"

"Well, you're an old liar! You just want to dare to say yes, aunt, I immediately catch you into the Bureau, let you enjoy a few days of life! Pack up your things and get out of here. Don't cheat everywhere all day long. You dare to cheat anyone who has no conscience! Do you hear me? Get out of here

"Ah! You woman, how can you treat me like this? You're not afraid. I'll give you a spell to calculate? "

"Fight, right? If you don't go away, I'm going to catch you! "

The slovenly old Taoist had no choice but to close the stall and roll up his things to leave.

pretty good!

It's Tan Xiuqi who drives away the slovenly old woman. Today, she is still dressed in casual clothes. She has a plain face and doesn't wear powder.

However, compared with a few days ago haggard, now look absolutely much better!

Meimu sweeps her eyes around her. She sees the monk and the two figures standing at the corner of her eyes. Her eyes are slightly stunned, but her attention is immediately attracted by one of them.

To step forward.

Cold not Ding, the heart is slightly a vibration, then also unconsciously hummed up.

Her humming voice, however, was no longer the special silent Dharma sound of the two figures of a monk and a vulgar. It was obviously singing from the bottom of her heart in a tone that ordinary people could hear.This voice, appears very abruptly.

However, no one felt that there was something wrong.

On the contrary, a moment later, there was a second person, a third person, a fourth person

In the twinkling of an eye, many people unconsciously began to sing this simple melody.

Secluded land, light sorrow, how much sorrow, the pain and difficulty of losing relatives, with the wind, wrapped in rain, all melt into this tune.

Such as silk autumn rain, gently falling face, Xia fan very enjoy this cool cold.

When Tan Xiuqi appeared, he also saw each other.

When Tan Xiuqi hummed along with him, he also heard this other kind of chorus.

Different from Junxiu monk's duet, Tan Xiuqi's humming obviously resonates with his heart.

Unconsciously, the tune changes suddenly, and the melody of Xianshan is picked up by him, blending with Requiem.

He hummed, too.

It is no longer the unique French sound of Requiem before, but more popular and easy to understand.

When monk Jiunian heard the sudden singing, Hui's eyes flashed with splendor, and he didn't hesitate to sing with it.

Tan Xiuqi's eyes also showed excitement. Almost in an instant, she was conquered by this unique song.

In front of her eyes, an inverted cone-shaped fairy mountain emerged.

Suddenly, she appeared at the top of the fairy mountain, incarnated as a woman in white. A black dragon rushed to the sky, turned into her and held her tightly

"My God! How beautiful the song is! The mood in this song is so beautiful

"This melody is like the fairy mountain by Qiao Qingyun, the girl queen, but there are some differences. It's a wonderful melody. Is it the melody that has been rearranged?"

"Oh, no! I'm going to record the sound. I'm going to give it to Qingyun. As a super cloud powder, you must hear the sound of clear clouds