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"In the past two days, there has been so much noise about the surname Pei, I can't even guess... Well, the devil surnamed Shen told me."

After discussing with Shao Ran last night, Shen Rongjian didn't hurry up and disappear. Instead, he continued to popularize science with Xiong Tongzi on the coffee table. He completely satisfied his flaming gossip soul. Xiong Tongzi was so angry that his soul left his body on the spot to fight with Pei Lanzhi, but Shen Rongjian fanned the flames and slapped his ass and slipped away.

Xiong Tongzi snorted angrily: "No wonder I felt that Pei Lanzhi's attitude towards Jing Yu was not right before. I want to know, after Jing Yu's death, is the person surnamed Pei living a better life than death?"

Shao Ran sighed, all he knew was that when he saw Pei Lan for the first time, Pei Lanzhi was already a walking dead.

When Jing Yu in the previous life passed away, he was a Buddha bone that went down to earth for many kalpas in the sixth life.

He traveled around as a beggar monk, subjugating demons, and later heard that the city of Ye was full of demons, so he went alone, hoping to subdue demons and seek peace for the people in the city. After entering the city, he found that The place with the deepest demonic energy is actually the Human Palace, the pinnacle of power in the human world!

He was horrified, so before entering the palace to preach, he went to a teahouse, where he asked the waiter: "Man, I heard that some strange things have happened in this city of Ye recently?"

Xiaoer's expression froze when he heard the words, and he leaned forward and said in a low voice: "This master is a foreigner, ouch, you may not know, strange things have happened frequently in our place since the year before last, and it was Guining who went two miles to the west of the city. The mountain is also the famous ghost mountain here.”

"Ghost Mountain?"

"There are ghosts in that mountain. You can hear children crying at night. It's scary! The government invited monks to catch the ghosts, but unexpectedly, they were frightened by the ghosts so that the three souls went to seven souls, and then there was no more. Now I am running a business. The teams don't go to Guining Mountain Road, and the ghost won't come down from the mountain, so you can barely survive... I advise you not to go west of the city."

"The nobles in the palace don't care?"

Xiao Er sighed, "His Majesty the Emperor has been ignoring the government for several years. There has been no news since he left the palace the year before last. Now the Emperor's Palace is in chaos, and there are gradually fewer merchants coming and going between Yecheng and other places. A few days ago, I said I wanted to go back to the countryside, and I was going to bid farewell to the shopkeeper."

The monk thought that this matter could not be ignored, he wanted to enter the palace, but was stopped by the guards several times in front of the palace gate, he looked at the demonic energy hovering above the head of the palace, pondered for a while, and headed towards Guining Mountain outside the city first .

The night of Guining Mountain is very quiet, there is a strong wind howling, shaking the mountain forest, and the shadows under the trees are restless, it is the ghosts in the graves hiding in the dark and probing their brains.

There are almost no living animals here, and only the wailing of crows can be heard. The monk propped up a wooden stick up the mountain, and bumped into many little ghosts along the way.He looked at the ominous atmosphere hovering above the forest, wrapped his eyes with black cloth, his eyes were not as good as his heart, he was not afraid of the ghosts around him, and a wooden stick was lit with Buddha's light, like a guiding candle, he finally came to a Unexpectedly peaceful and serene place.

Clear and shallow pools, thatched huts and fenced courtyards, with wide open wooden doors.

It can be seen that the thatched hut has been around for some time, but the walls are newly built with bluestone, which is expensive, while the rubble thatch and wooden beams on the roof are very cheap. The barren medicine fields and the spotless windowsills are full of weirdness.

And right in front of the thatched hut, lay a tombstone. The tombstone had been broken, and the scratches on it had even been hacked by someone with a sword.

The monk frowned, and he squatted down to remove the broken stones from the tombstone. The soil bag under the tombstone was empty, and it looked like it could fit a boxy box. This might just be a clothes tomb.

Just as he was looking closely, suddenly, a cold wind blew up on the ground, and the cries of children seemed to be floating around.

He immediately concentrated, pinched a Dharma seal in his hand, and "hold", he held the Dharma seal up to the sky, the bright light was faintly visible, like a Buddha's hand, and when it reached the highest sky, he slapped it straight, and with a bang, he was startled out of the forest There were countless crows, and the crying stopped suddenly.

The monk walked out of the fenced yard, and asked towards the thick cloud of demonic energy at the edge of the pool, "Who is doing this?"

After a while, a little girl came out holding the cloth tiger head in her hand. She was tearful and looked like she was about ten years old, with round pigtails and Yuxue's cute little face was tightly wrinkled. She looked Come over, choked up and asked, "You... who are you?"

Seeing that she was a child, the monk sighed softly and clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, the poor monk passed by by chance and wanted to ask the little benefactor for a glass of water."

The girl tilted her head and thought for a while, "Okay." After she finished speaking, she hopped and walked towards the stone table in the fenced courtyard, where there was a complete set of teapots. Clean, the tea poured by the little girl is also hot water, and the fresh tea stems are ups and downs.

Holding the teacup, the monk clearly saw such a picture from the reflection in the water - a young man standing in a place he couldn't understand, behind him was a skyscraper palace and an iron box that could run, and the young man was wearing strange clothes , with cold eyes, no compassion in his eyes, and a string of Buddhist beads tied on his right wrist...

The appearance of the young man was almost exactly the same as his, he paused, he was a monk who had gone through the catastrophe in the sixth life, but he had never appeared in the background of the young man in his previous life, and then he saw the young man next to him There was another person, that person smiled evilly, wrapped his arms around his neck, and kissed his cheek, with a ghostly look...

The monk tightened his fingers, and looked at the little girl with deep eyes.

The little girl laughed with her mouth open, a slightly creepy smile, and then she seemed to realize something, and covered her mouth with her little hand instead, "Great monk, the tea made by Xiaoli is delicious!"

The monk didn't want to look at the scene in the teacup again, but he was still confused by the scene in the cup for a moment, because at the end of the scene, the young man who looked exactly like him had rolled onto the bed with a ghost, and both were naked. Then - he broke the golden body.

He spilled the cup of tea, and withdrew his last sympathy, "Amitabha, little benefactor, you are extremely talented, but you are surrounded by evil spirits, and your intentions are not right. The poor monk is acting on behalf of the heavens, and you are offended." In the middle of the Buddha beads, the Buddha seal was gathered again, and the three-foot Buddha light rose to the sky, killing intent suddenly appeared in his eyes.

But before he could pat the bergamot on the little girl, the little girl burst into tears of grievance, "I didn't... I didn't hurt you!"

The monk only thought that she was trying to escape in delusion and was trying to argue, and he didn't bear it at all. As a result, when his bergamot hands rushed down, a boy holding a sword and scabbard rushed out of the demonic air behind the little girl. The sheath stood in front of the little girl, and said angrily: "You...you monk, why are you biting me...what a fool! You don't know good people! You invaded our territory, and we kindly gave you water, but you asked Kill us!"

Seeing that the bergamot was about to fall, the monk watched coldly, unmoved.

Suddenly, white light poured out of the scabbard in the male doll's hand like an umbrella, and with a bang, it blocked the seal of Buddha above their heads.

The male doll's face was sweating, the female doll was very frightened, but she still held the scabbard tightly with the male doll, and remained in a stalemate until the scabbard shone brightly again, almost piercing the palm of Buddha's hand!

At this moment, the monk took away the Buddha's seal, looked at the scabbard in their hands, and said coldly: "He Jian is here to help the tyrant?" The aura of the scabbard is pure, and there is no sign of demons.

The scabbard just flashed, but no sword spirit appeared.

The male doll protects the female doll, "You bald donkey, be afraid! Get out of here!"

The monk observed the appearance of the two of them and the devilish energy wandering around them, "Who are you?"

The girl looked timid, and the boy held her hand, arguing: "You don't care who we are! We never harm anyone. You stinky monk saw Yuzhaoshui, and you beat him with a guilty conscience. It's really hateful. That water must mean that you are dying, you will not end well!"

"Yu Zhaoshui?" The monk looked at the wet grass on the ground, and finally realized something was wrong, "Is it divination?"

In the process of talking with the two little dolls, the monk continued to use clichés. Only then did he realize that the cup of tea brought to him by the little doll just now could predict the future, and he had never made a mistake. , that will surely become a reality.

Although he didn't believe it all, the two little dolls couldn't make a few waves in front of him, so he put away the beads, put his hands together, and no longer wanted to kill, "Amitabha, the two little benefactors have a very ominous aura. Can you tell the poor monk who raised you?"

The two little dolls looked at each other, then suddenly turned around and ran away. The monk raised his eyes slightly, and threw the prayer beads in his hands forward. The two collided, and the girl looked back, and before she had time to be happy, she saw that the prayer beads were wrapped around the scabbard, restraining the scabbard's movement almost instantly.

"Ah!" The little girl cried out, "Sword scabbard!"

The boy's eyes widened in shock, "Brother Fufeng!"

As a result, at this moment, the scabbard suddenly turned into a person and fell to the ground. The person's body was transparent, and the monk's Buddhist beads were wrapped around his waist. However, the Buddhist beads had no effect on him. Shi Yili said: "Master, my brothers and sisters are stubborn, please don't argue with them, they have never done evil."

"Are you the sword spirit of this scabbard?" the monk asked with clasped hands in return.

"Yes." Linglong's figure was very blurry, as if a gust of wind could take it away, this is not his real body, "These two children were raised by His Majesty the Emperor himself, and they have no intention of harming others, they are just exercises I made a mistake, and my fortune was difficult, so I was entangled with demonic energy. In fact, I was very kind. There was nothing wrong with the cup of tea just now, but this girl has some talent in divination, which made Master see a bad picture, Master If you encounter this disaster in the future, just take the initiative to resolve it."

It makes sense that the two demon-cultivating little dolls overflowed Guining Mountain and Renhuang Palace with demonic aura, but it is really hateful and pitiful to be possessed by demons at such a young age.