My wife is not a demon

No wonder there has been no movement.

If this is the case, then wouldn't he possess the 'immortality' in disguise?

But the question is, is it not completely sure whether the golden finger was activated after death, or is there some other reason?

Chen Mu rubbed his chin, getting into trouble.

or……

Try to die again?

Of course, just think about it, only a brain-drenched person would risk his life to verify some broken cheat.

"Forget it, let's go home first, the lady and Xiaoqing must be very worried about me at this late hour."

Chen Mu sighed and prepared to go back.

"Amitabha--"

At this moment, a majestic and deep Buddha voice suddenly sounded slowly behind Chen Mu.

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"I heard that Master Tianlong from Dawei Temple is going to Tianchi to give a lecture recently?"

The woman in Xuanyi suddenly spoke.

Gao Yuanchun's eyes lit up as he was thinking about how to deal with this case, and asked, "Then can you ask him to help catch the snake demon?"

The reason why Gao Yuanchun proposed this was because Qingyu County was the only way to Dawei Temple and Tianchi.

With the help of this eminent monk, I don't need to worry anymore.

The Confucian scholar shook his head: "It may not be helpful."

"Why not? Wasn't Master Tianlong suppressing the snake monster in Xuanlei Tower back then? Now that the snake monster has escaped, he probably won't let it go."

Gao Yuanchun kept a glimmer of hope.

Wen Wenren sneered and said: "Since this monk has entered the 'Vatican Realm', he has done everything according to his temper, and even put forward some bullshit theory of 'the best is good but the demon'.

If he doesn't want to help, it's useless for you to kneel and die in front of him.

Two years ago, he even rejected the dust-free cassock given by the queen mother, and he was so rude that the queen mother was so angry that she almost didn't let Tian Qiwei arrest him. "

Hearing this, Gao Yuanchun's expression darkened.

It seems that this way does not work.

The Confucian scholar saw that the atmosphere was frozen, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter whether Master Tianlong helps or not. Since we can be sure that the snake demon is here, sooner or later it will show its tail. Tomorrow we will investigate separately according to the original plan."

The woman in Xuanyi and Wen Wenren looked at each other and nodded slightly.

"I hope the three of you can make some progress. My small county can't afford it. I don't even know how to publicize Mu Xiang'er's case now."

Gao Yuanchun smiled wryly and sighed.

The woman in Xuanyi was silent for a moment, then said flatly: "Just say that I took poisonous mushrooms by mistake."

Gao Yuanchun: "..."

Chapter 6 We are snake demons!

The monk in front of him is tall and tall.

A large string of Buddhist rosary beads is hung on the neck, and Heshi's standing posture is like a bronze man made of fine iron.

Gives people a strong sense of psychological oppression.

At a glance, people can tell that this monk is quite good at practicing art.

"It's so late, master is going to visit the kiln?"

Chen Mu asked.

The monk had a friendly smile on his face. Seeing Chen Mu put one hand on the iron ruler, he proclaimed a Buddha's name loudly, and said lightly:

"The benefactor does not need to be nervous, the poor monk has no malicious intentions."

"Oh I see."

Chen Mu took off his shoes, took out a black copper coin with great effort and handed it to the other party.

Reluctantly and with a hint of shame, he said: "That's all, I don't have any other stocks on me, and I was squeezed dry by my wife."

"Benefactor, the poor monk is not—"

"Take it, don't be disgusted, it's not easy for a monk to beg for alms outside, and he eats and sleeps in the open."

"The benefactor misunderstood, the poor monk is actually—"

"Take it!"

The monk quickly put the copper coins into his sleeve.

At this time, a group of yamen guards patrolling in the distance heard the movement and came over. Chen Mu gave a safe gesture, turned his head and asked, "Will you be overthrown?"

"know a bit."

"A lot of people have died recently, and their spirits are probably still wandering here. You are a monk, please forgive me with compassion."

Chen Mu pointed in the direction of Ju Chunlou.

The monk looked in the direction he was pointing, stared at it for a long time, put his hands together, and expressed compassion: "Okay."

"Thank you."

Chen Mu smiled, and then put down the iron ruler on the opponent's neck.

The monk breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that Chen Mu was about to leave, he hurriedly said:

"The benefactor first listen to the words of the poor monk. The poor monk sees that your seal is black and your Yuanyang energy is scattered. I am afraid that there are evildoers hiding in the house..."

"May I ask where the master came from and practiced in that temple?" Chen Mu asked suddenly.

"The poor monk comes from the rain without roots."