The young monk has returned to secular life

Yi Zhen's words completely changed Mu Yunqing's perception of him.

She had always thought that Yi Zhen was a timid, frail little monk who only knew how to talk, but she never expected that he would also have a murderous side.

"What's the secret you want to verify?"

Yizhen said coldly: "If it is true that Zhong Shiduo first took a fancy to Fang Yuan, then colluded with Liefang Pavilion to kill her whole family, and finally controlled Fang Yuan's soul and became a forbidden concubine, do you know what this means? ?”

Mu Yunqing's nickname is "White Enchantress". Her intelligence is already great, and Yi Zhen got the key to it with just a few nudges.

She took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Customized ghosts, ignoring the laws of heaven, they will go to Abi Hell!"

"That's right," Yi Zhen punched the table with his fist and said through gritted teeth: "When women are at their most beautiful age, they are killed mercilessly, then imprisoned through vicious means, and finally sold to dignitaries. If this is really the case, God cannot tolerate it!”

"I've been wondering what means Liefang Pavilion used to make the ghosts indifferent to what they did. Now, I seem to have found some clues."

"What clue?" Mu Yunqing asked.

"Death."

"Death by accident?!" Mu Yunqing repeated, and then suddenly said: "People who die by accident can become lonely ghosts. There are no statistics in the underworld. As long as they bribe the ghost officials, they can do whatever they want!"

"Lie Fang Pavilion is so sinful!"

Yizhen sighed: "I hope Zhong Shiduo did it unintentionally, otherwise this matter will be serious."

Mu Yunqing also sighed: "Yes, if there is a matter of 'booking a ghost girl', then Zhong Shiduo must not be the only insider, and the Dakang Dynasty will really be hopeless."

That night, Yi Zhen couldn't sleep.

He has thought about the meaning of his coming to this world more than once: eating, drinking and having fun, flirting with girls and fighting cocks, living up to the Tathagata and living up to your lord... these can only be the condiments of his own random thoughts.

It wasn't until today that he finally realized that the law of heaven cannot be violated.

Once a world goes against the law of heaven, heaven will adjust itself and bring it back to the right path.

And he is probably the butterfly that repairs the way of heaven. Only by constantly flapping his wings can he change the direction of the world.

Two days later, Zhong Shiduo returned to the General's Mansion.

On that day, the maid Xiaohuan died suddenly.

Yizhen stood on the third floor of the Ancient and Modern Building, his heart pounding.

From a causal perspective, it was himself who harmed her.

Therefore, when he was reciting the "Rebirth Mantra", he took Xiaohuan into the Holy Light Reincarnation Tower and was not in a hurry to send her into reincarnation.

He tried to ask: "Xiaohuan, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

Xiaohuan shook his head in confusion.

"Do you have hatred in your heart?" he asked again.

Xiaohuan still shook his head: "I lost my wife and deserved to be punished."

Yi Zhen took a deep breath and asked again: "Do you still have family?"

Xiaohuan thought for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't know. I haven't seen my family since I can remember. I grew up in Luzhuo."

Lusuo is a human trafficking agency officially recognized by Dakang.

It purchases children who are homeless or abandoned by their parents at very low prices, then raises them in different ways, and then sells them out when they reach a certain age.

After asking for a long time, Xiaohuan turned out to have no desires or desires.

This made Yi Zhen completely embarrassed.

He has been contaminated by her karma. If he just sends her into reincarnation, he will suffer a lot.

If we don't send her into reincarnation, we can't keep her imprisoned in the tower forever.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but ask: "Xiaohuan, are you willing to prove the path of ghosts?"

"What do you mean? Do you want to be a ghost all the time like Madam?" Xiaohuan asked timidly.

Yizhen said: "You are a ghost, but unlike Fang Yuan, she is just a imprisoned soul, while you can learn spells, prove the ghost path, and finally become an Arhat or a Bodhisattva."

After listening to Yi Zhen's explanation, Xiaohuan was obviously surprised: "Can I become a Bodhisattva?"

"If you wholeheartedly do good and practice with concentration, you can become a Bodhisattva."

"Then I'm willing to be a ghost." Xiaohuan said happily.

Yi Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he could help her.

"Nigger, I have a mission for you."

The nigger said in surprise: "I am in the dark abyss and can't do anything. What tasks can I do?"

Yizhen said: "I have accepted a disciple, who is a ghost like you. Please help me teach her."

"You accept a disciple and ask me to teach you. You are really lazy." The nigger said with a grunt.

"Why, you don't want to?"

"Yes." The nigger changed his attitude in time and said wisely.

"Well, I have good news for you. If everything goes well, you can change places tonight." Yi Zhen gave him a sweet date at the right time.

"Really?" Hei Gui jumped up to eight feet high with joy, "That's great, you can feel free to hand over your nephew to me. Old Hei, I will give you everything I have without any reservations."

"This sounds like nonsense," Yi Zhen said with satisfaction: "By the way, let me tell you, I am my niece, not my nephew."

"Master's niece? Isn't that a nun? Isn't this... not good? Holy monk... holy monk..."

The holy monk smiled slightly and withdrew from the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Is the salvation finished?" Mu Yunqing saw him opening his eyes and tilted his head and asked.

"It's hard to explain in words." Yi Zhen sighed and asked, "Qingmei should be able to come back tonight, right?"

Mu Yunqing nodded: "Based on the distance alone, we should be back tonight."

"The Liefang Pavilion in Jinguan City does not have a sixth-grade magician. With her skills, she should not encounter any trouble."

Three hours.

Qingmei appeared in Yizhen's room holding a black bag in one hand.

Yi Zhen smiled slightly and gave her a thumbs up: "You are so energetic."

Qingmei already had a proud look on her face, but after hearing his words, her face instantly turned livid: "Bald Donkey, your head is so bright."

Mu Yunqing chuckled: "Okay, you guys should stop hurting each other and quickly open the bag to see if it's that person."

Qingmei snorted coldly: "It doesn't look like what the smelly monk painted at all. I can't guarantee that the one I caught is right."

Mu Yunqing smiled and patted her, signaling her to open it quickly.

Qingmei pouted and opened the bag, revealing a young man wearing a gray Liefang Pavilion uniform.

Except for his eyes being closed tightly, the man's appearance was exactly the same as the portrait drawn by Yizhen.

Mu Yunqing glanced at Qingmei, who stretched out her right foot and kicked the man in the belly.

"Ow!"

The man let out a painful cry: "Which bastard dared to kick me? It hurts me to death!"

He wanted to get up to resist, but Qingmei stepped on his chest again.

The man faced up, looked at the three people in front of him, and said angrily: "Who are you? Do you know the consequences of offending Liefang Pavilion?"

Qingmei sneered: "My aunt is catching the beasts from Liefang Pavilion."

Upon hearing this, the man knew that Liefang Pavilion's name could not scare the people in front of him, so he had to change his attitude: "This... young master, two girls, I don't know where I have offended you, please make it clear."

Yizhen sneered: "Do you know...Fang Yuan?"