Chapter 682 The magic sound fills the ears

On the other side, Lin Hao was called to the dining room by Jia Le. It turned out that his meal was ready.

“Master, Master Ikkyu from across the table is back too!” Jiale spoke first when the three of them sat down at the table but hadn’t started eating yet.

It was obvious that he was thinking about the other person's female disciple and was planning to invite her to dinner.

However, Taoist Simu did not hear it and just picked up the bowl and started eating.

"You're back, so you come back. Do you want me to go and greet him? Humph!" Simu snorted coldly. It was obvious that he was very dissatisfied with Jiale treating Ikkiu to a meal.

"No, Master, Master Ikkyu brought back a very beautiful female disciple this time!" Jiale was a little anxious. After hesitating for a long time, he went straight to the point.

"What? What does it have to do with you if he accepts a female disciple? Just eat!" He hit Jiale on the head with a chopstick, making him immediately quiet down.

"Uncle-master, that must be Master Ikkyu, right? He has come to visit you with his disciple!" Lin Hao said, pointing at the entrance of the bamboo building and fence.

Following the direction Lin Hao pointed, they saw a monk and a girl in red walking towards them.

After hearing Lin Hao's words, Jiale ignored Simu's warning and went out excitedly to greet Yixiu and Qingqing.

"Humph, the weasel is paying New Year's greetings to the chicken, it must have no good intentions!"

When Simu saw Jiale rushing out, Taoist Simu felt as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a fly. He threw away his chopsticks and didn't want to eat anymore.

"Uncle Master?"

"I'm not feeling well, Ahao, you eat by yourself!" After saying that, Taoist Simu went straight into the room and closed the door.

At this time, Jiale and Qingqing had already entered the yard.

“Master, Qingqing, please come in and sit down. I specially prepared some vegetarian dishes!” Jiale greeted them attentively.

You know, even Taoist Simu has never enjoyed Jiale's enthusiasm. No wonder Simu always plays pranks on Jiale.

Simu in the room was also very angry. This apprentice cooked a whole table of food just to please his old rival.

"Okay, okay!" Master Ikkyu walked into the room with a smile, and was stunned when he saw the empty dining table.

However, after Jiale welcomed the two of them into the house, he discovered that he had cooked five or six dishes, but now only leftovers were left.

"Ah, Junior Brother, this is the dish I made for Master Ikkyu!"

Seeing Lin Hao still sitting at the table, Jiale was immediately furious. He had spent a lot of effort and was ready to perform well today.

"Brother, I have a strong energy and a big appetite, thank you for your cooking skills!" Lin Hao said with a smile after wiping his mouth.

Afterwards, he greeted Master Ikkyu and walked towards the living room, but when he came to Qingqing's side, he winked at her.

Although Lin Hao likes Qingqing and has no problem with Master Ikkyu, now is the time to help the right side rather than the relatives.

"Good boy, you are worthy of being someone I, Simu, admire. You have my style!" Simu was very happy to see this. Lin Hao vented his anger for him and taught Ikkiu a lesson.

Simu saw it clearly in the room just now. When Jiale went out to greet Ikkiu, Lin Hao finished all the food on the table in no time.

Jiale was so upset that he wanted to cry but had no tears. He spread out his hands and wanted to explain to Yixiu and Jingjing.

“Master, this is the apprentice of my uncle Lin Jiu. He just came back from driving corpses with my master and he was quite tired.

"Oh, never mind, we've already eaten!"

Master Ikkyu chuckled, but there was a hint of displeasure in his eyes that he couldn't hide.

"So that's your junior brother. It seems that driving corpses is really hard work!" Qingqing said thoughtfully.

When Qingqing saw that Lin Hao had eaten all the food, her first reaction was not that he had a big appetite, but that he had worked really hard.

As expected, appearance is justice. For some reason, Jiale felt something was wrong. It seemed like happiness was about to grow wings and fly away.

"By the way, Jiale, I heard your master screaming miserably this morning. Nothing happened, right?"

Since Master Ikkyu has come, he will certainly not leave without seeing Four-Eared Man. Provoking this neighbor is one of his daily pleasures.

"Oh~, my master is feeling a little unwell and is resting in his room!"

Jiale knew that his master and Master Ikkyu did not get along, so he quickly explained.

"Then I'll go in and see him!" Ikkyu was very cunning and went straight to the room of Taoist Four Ears.

Sure enough, Simu couldn't sit still anymore, so he pushed the door open and blocked Yixiu's way.

"No need, I said I'm fine!" But the bruises on his face had not faded yet, and he looked very funny.

"Haha, what's the matter with the wound on your face?" Ikkyu said jokingly.

"Hmph, you don't need to worry about it. If you're fine, go back quickly. I don't have any place suitable for monks to sit here!" Taoist Simu had a stern face, as if keeping people at a distance.

"Master, is this the Taoist priest Simu you mentioned?" Qingqing, who was standing aside, looked at the Taoist priest Simu and was not afraid.

"That's right. I came here today just to let this disciple walk around and take a look. He is naturally smart and talented. He is a good seedling!"

Ikkyu pulled Qingqing in front of Simu and introduced her with a proud look on his face.

Taoist Simu immediately knew the purpose of his visit today, which was to show off his disciple.

If it were only based on Jiale's character, Simu would have been slapped in the face today, but he has a good nephew.

"Ah Hao, come out and meet the master!"

"Uncle-master! Master Ikkyu!" Lin Hao saluted Ikkyu calmly.

"Lin Hao is my new disciple from Maoshan. He has been practicing Taoism for less than two months and has already reached the level of a human master. Killing a jumping zombie by himself is as easy as drinking water."

Speaking of Lin Hao, Taoist Simu had a proud look on his face. However, Lin Hao's talent and strength were indeed qualified for him to be proud in front of Ikkyu.

This is not a dispute between him and Ikkyu, but a dispute between Buddhism and Taoism.

Although Ikkyu cannot read faces, he has been able to reach the level of a human teacher after practicing Taoism for two months. This kind of talent is probably rare in the entire cultivation world.

"Haha, not bad, not bad, the forehead is full and the chin is square, but it's a pity that it can be eaten a little!"

Master Ikkyu said sourly that although Qingqing was good, she was still far from being a natural talent.

"Your disciple is not bad either, she is pretty and cute!" Simu meant that Qingqing is pretty.

This meeting ended in a bad mood with both sides making sarcastic remarks to each other.

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When Ikkyu returned home, he was so angry that he kept muttering:

"This Simu, relying on his nephew's talent, deliberately showed off in front of me. It really pissed me off!"

"Master, I think Senior Brother Lin Hao is very good!" Qingqing, who was standing aside, noticed that her master seemed to have some prejudice against Lin Hao, and hurriedly advised.

"What's so good about it? You are a good material, but you don't follow me to learn Buddhism, but instead join the Taoist sect. You are blind!"

Qingqing curled her lips. What the master said was a bit unreasonable.

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Simu, on the other side, after giving Jiale a good lesson, happily took out a secret book from the bedroom and threw it to Lin Hao. "Ah Hao, you did a good job today. You helped me to vent my anger. This is my best skill, the magic of summoning gods! You can also call it the magic of fighting gods!"

When Lin Hao heard that this was the secret method that could instantly improve combat power, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Uncle-master, could this really be about inviting the gods from heaven to come?" Lin Hao asked curiously while flipping through the secret book of summoning gods.

"Please the true God? Ah Hao, you are dreaming!" Simu said with a smile:
"I'm not saying anything bad about you, uncle. The gods in heaven are very busy. Even if it's your uncle, I can only ask the ancestor to possess me, and that's because we are disciples of the same lineage!

Can we only invite the ancestors? In a movie by Sammo Hung, Lin Hao invited many gods and Buddhas like Sun Wukong.

But I think the two should not be linked together, but Lin Hao suddenly had many ideas.

For example, after he has solidified the art of summoning gods, will he be able to summon the founder of Maoshan, and will he solidify the founder into the skill?

If he really invites a true god to discover his true identity, it will be even more unprofitable if the secret is exposed.

Also, can I apply the art of summoning gods to my technique of making paper soldiers? By combining the two, would it make the paper figures more powerful if I summon gods onto them?

Thinking of this, Lin Hao immediately said:
"Uncle Master, is the magic of summoning gods really that powerful? How about you demonstrate it to me?"

"This~!" Simu hesitated for a moment before saying:

"We can certainly invite him, but the problem is that if the true spirit of the ancestor descends, we will definitely be scolded for inviting him for no reason, and no one will get any good out of it!"

Then Simu explained to Lin Hao in detail the principles and secret formulas of the summoning technique.

After listening to Simu's explanation of the art of summoning gods, Lin Hao realized that in order for this art to work, one must have faith and be able to establish a relationship with the "God". Otherwise, even if you summon someone, they may not respond to you depending on their mood.

For example, if you want to ask Guan Gong to possess you, you must need Guan Gong's approval. Alternatively, you can rely on the statue of Guan Yu that has accumulated the power of faith to ask for the god's help, but the power will be much smaller.

It is impossible for Lin Hao to worship the founder of Maoshan every morning and evening like Simu. It is estimated that this magic of summoning gods can only be used with the help of those statues of gods that represent faith in the future.

Thinking of this, Lin Hao's interest was immediately reduced. Seeing that Simu was unwilling to summon the gods, Lin Hao simply waited for a while. When Taoist Qianhe came, it would not be too late to solidify Simu's summoning technique.

next day
Before Lin Hao woke up, he heard countless flies buzzing around his ears.

Obviously, Master Ikkyu next door had started his morning lessons. The Sanskrit chanting was like an endless loop, making a lot of noise in my ears.

"Ah! It's so noisy!"

Before Lin Hao lost his temper, Simu next door couldn't stand it anymore and ran straight out of the room carrying three boxes to the retired Tianshi's house.

"Master, where are you going?" Jiale was also awakened by the sound of Master Ikkyu's chanting, but he always endured humiliation and dared not say a word.

"What are you doing? Go buy that stinky monk's house and make him get away from me!" Simu said angrily.

"Uncle Master, it's useless for you to go like this. I have a way that you can try!"

Lin Hao was also annoyed by the noise. After all, he needed a quiet environment to meditate and practice the Shangqing Dadong Sutra in the morning.

"Oh? Ah Hao, tell me what you have in mind!" Simu naturally couldn't bear to part with his box of gold, as it was his life savings.

"Since Master Ikkyu is chanting, why don't we make some music here?"

"Music?" Taoist Simu was a little stunned. Although he was a descendant of Maoshan, he was not very good at music.

"Uncle Master, just watch me!" Lin Hao said as he walked to the altar of Simu. He used the technique of cutting paper into soldiers to refine more than ten paper figures. These paper figures did not require any offensive power and were very simple to refine.

Lin Hao drew all the necessary Chinese and foreign musical instruments one by one, including sheng, flute, cello, yangqin, etc.

Following Lin Hao's practice, these paper figures turned into humans after landing, and picked up various musical instruments on the ground. In an instant, Lin Hao cast a spell to turn them into a small band.

"Ahaha, Ah Hao, you are awesome. You can use this art of cutting paper into soldiers in this way! Hurry up and practice it. I will make that old monk lose his mind!"

Simu was a very smart person. When he saw all these paper figures holding musical instruments and making such a big fuss, he knew that Lin Hao had big plans and he was immediately delighted.

Then Lin Hao began to chant a spell and released the Dong Xiaoyu paper figure at the same time.

"Cut paper into soldiers, that is the mysterious spirit, listen to my command and follow me!"

"Anxious, get up!"

Under Lin Hao's control of his mind, these paper figures began to perform the classic song "Anxiety" by Teacher Gong as he remembered.

Teacher Gong's voice, through the Dong Xiaoyu paper figurine, combines the timbres of Lao Dan, Lao Sheng, Hei Tou, Hua Dan, etc., and is sung in extremely fast rhythm changes:

“Oh~, ah oh~, ah hiss, ah hiss~, ah hiss, clatter, clatter…!”

It was very melodious at the beginning, then the rhythm became faster and faster, the spirit became more and more excited, then I started to feel nervous, started to feel hairy, started to feel uneasy, and finally my hair stood on end!
As the uneasy voice spread, Ikkyu, who was doing morning lessons in the room opposite, suddenly felt restless, his blood boiling, and his mind in a trance.

“Master, why does this music of mine sound like the cries of demons and ghosts!” Jia Le felt a chill down his spine as he listened to the music coming from the room.

This is the uneasiness blessed by Lin Hao's magical power, which is breathtaking and shocking to the soul.

"Hehehe, that's because you're not skilled enough. Don't mention it, Ah Hao's music is really addictive!" Simu, who was listening to it from the side, could only sigh that it was wonderful.

Master Ikkyu on the opposite side was originally chanting the sutra with great pleasure, but when he heard Simu's painful wails, the voice of his chanting even louder.

But as soon as Lin Hao felt nervous, he suddenly felt like he was stuck, and even forgot the next sentence of the scripture he was going to recite.

In his mind, it was as if a devil's sound pierced his ears, and he banged his head directly on the chopping board in front of him.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Qingqing looked at this scene and stopped Ikki in panic.

"Who is this evildoer who dares to disrupt my practice? Today I will exorcise the evildoer!"

With Master Ikkyu's cultivation level, the more he listened, the more he felt that this was extremely strange and uneasy. At the same time, he even sensed a ghostly aura in the voice.

Then he covered his ears and staggered to Simu's house. Sure enough, he saw several paper people playing strange music there. What he didn't expect was that it was Lin Hao who was controlling them.

The other paper figures were normal, but the singing paper figure had a ghostly aura about it, and it was obvious that it was not a good thing.

"Good boy, it's you, stop your spell!" Master Ikkiu shouted angrily, "And what about that paper man?"

"Master Ikkyu, my junior brother didn't mean it!" Seeing Ikkyu taking action, Jiale suddenly became anxious.

Lin Hao stopped the band from playing. After all, Simu was still there, and their relationship was already good, so there was no need for him to really break up with him.

Simu on the side was about to take action, but stopped when he saw Lin Hao stop playing.

Lin Hao bowed to Master Ikkyu and said calmly:
"Master, you are obsessed!"

"Amitabha!" Master Ikkyu then shuddered and finally woke up from his previous confusion.

Ever since Master Ikkyu heard Lin Hao's song "Tension", it was like a devil's sound filling his ears. It was as if grass was growing in his heart. He has been feeling uneasy ever since, and even a little crazy after listening to it.

From this point of view, it is obvious that he has not yet become an enlightened monk.

Master Yixiu obviously discovered his problem, and then looked at Lin Hao with a complicated expression, and said helplessly:

"Forget it, forget it. You are a bit weird. I can't see through you. But your song is even weirder. Don't play it again!"

(End of this chapter)