That monk has a dragon [Rebirth]

After many days of hot summer, it rained heavily in the early morning of the second day.

Master Mei was delayed by the rain and returned to the plum garden around noon. Just as he entered the house and changed clothes, Monk Wu Nian knocked on the door.

I think the blessings of my birth are not very good, but the advantage is that the whiteness, the eyebrows are curved, and the eyes are kind and kind, which makes people feel very comfortable. Master Mei has not lived in peace for a few days since something happened at home, and his face has turned into a wrinkle. Bitter gourd, it was only at this moment that I felt a lot of peace in my heart after seeing him, so I let him into the room very respectfully.

There is a shrine in the most eye-catching place of the room. It is neither the Jade Emperor nor the Tathagata Buddha, but the God of Wealth holding a big gold ingot. The offerings on the table are moldy and the oil lamp is about to burn out. It was too hasty to replace it with a new one.

"The shabby house makes the master laugh." Master Mei smiled a little weakly, bent down to take out the lamp oil from the cabinet under the shrine, carefully picked up the wick, and poured the lamp oil in slowly and accurately.

"The benefactor is humble. The Mei family is the largest family in Tonglu. If your place is considered simple, how can there be magnificence?" Wu Nian picked up the re-beating oil lamp and lit the incense on the other end. The fragrance of some ancient woods has a calming effect.

"Those of us merchants who do business, our family supports the God of Wealth, and we hope that our business will prosper and we will make a lot of money. But since my little daughter Mei Yi left, I have no intention of taking care of the family business. I have lost many customers in just a few months." Source. Recently, the news of Meiyuan being haunted by ghosts has spread, and business has become even more difficult. Don’t look at the people in Tonglu Town who still call me Master Mei. Master kicked me out of town."

"Amitabha." Wu Nian lowered his eyebrows and chanted the Buddha's name, twisted the beads in his hand, and said slowly: "The poor monk came to bother about Miss Mei's affairs. The so-called untie the bell must be tied. Miss Mei is dead." After turning into a resentful ghost and lingering, there must be grievances before death. The poor monk wanted to save the soul of the lady, but he didn't want to force the way to make the soul of the lady disappear. I also asked the benefactor to tell me the whole story, so that the poor monk can find a good plan."

"This..." Master Mei withdrew his forced smile, his eyes dodged a little, he walked uncomfortably to the table and poured a glass of cold water to drink, the empty glass fell back on the table with a muffled sound, and he finally made up his mind Resolutely said: "This is a scandal in the family, I hope the master will keep his mouth shut."

"The poor monk came here alone. What he said today will not be known to others. Don't worry, the benefactor."

"Forget it, if we can save the little girl's soul and put her in peace, and let the Mei family live in peace, there's nothing I can't say. Speaking of things, it was already last year, when the little girl had the same dream for several nights in a row... ..."

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There is also a place called "Plum Garden" in the dream. It is a large garden full of plum trees. In the cold winter months, the branches are covered with snow, and the lake has long been frozen to ice. A handsome scholar spends his days by the lake. Dashi paints with a brush.

The same scene has been dreamed for several days in a row, and every day is different, or two people watching the snow under the eaves, or swimming in the garden with an umbrella to enjoy the plum blossoms, or the bright sun is emptying the winter snow, or singing under the moon before the flowers Poetry is right...

After going back and forth, Miss Mei Yi actually developed feelings for this dream. When she fell into a dream one day, she made an appointment with that person to meet at the Yuelao Temple in the east of Fengmian City on the Shangyuan Festival. After that, she did not see him again in her dream for dozens of days. that person.I thought it was really just a strange dream. I didn’t want to visit Fengmian City at night on the Lantern Festival. I really saw the man in my dream under the old locust tree in front of Yuelao Temple. Under the pledge of eternal love.

The man's name was Yang Changqing. He had a good appearance and was full of talent and learning. Unfortunately, he was an orphan with no father or mother. His family was poor and he made a living by writing and selling paintings.

The matter of the two of them was quickly known by Master Mei. Although the family was wrong, Miss Mei was the only daughter under Master Mei's knees. I can't bear to make her sad.So Master Mei gave Yang Changqing a sum of money to go to the exam to get a reputation, so that he could be worthy of Miss Mei's status.

It's just that Yang Changqing disappeared without a trace after taking the money. The news that Ms. Mei had lost her sweetheart was always depressed, until a few months ago, she found a woman who was pregnant with Liujia and said that she was pregnant with Yang Changqing. As long as the Mei family gives her a sum of money, she will return Yang Changqing to Miss Mei as her husband.

Master Mei gave her a lot of money, asked Yang Changqing's whereabouts from her, and personally led someone to tie him back, but he didn't expect that after only two days of leaving, Miss Mei had committed suicide in the room.In a fit of rage, Master Mei tied up Yang Changqing and asked him to stand guard in front of Miss Mei's mourning hall for seven days.

On the night of the seventh day, a dark wind blew up in the plum garden, blowing out the candles in the mourning hall, and the hinges of the wooden door creaked. One night, a candle was lit in Miss Mei's room. Yang Changqing of Zongzi seemed to be carried by something by the hair, all the way to Ms. Mei's room. Once the door was closed and the candles were extinguished, she never came out again. It's just that the food in the kitchen is decreasing day by day. still alive.

Master Mei didn't want to publicize the matter, so he privately asked the monks of casual practice to come to help save people. He didn't want people to be rescued, but instead angered him and turned into a ghost's daughter, not only ran out of the house, causing panic in the town, He also moved the coffin of the ancestors from the grave to the reception hall.

Tonglu Town is a small town under the jurisdiction of Fengmian City, so it is reasonable to ask the cultivators stationed in Fengmian City for help, but the Sheng family is busy marrying the Ming family recently, so they naturally don't care about such trivial matters as resentful soul prisoners. But the casual cultivators had nothing to do, so Mr. Mei thought he had a relationship with the monk Wu Nian, so he invited him over, treating the dead horse as a living horse doctor.

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Wu Nian didn't express any opinion on this part of "love and hatred between humans and ghosts". After comforting Mr. Mei, he asked Mr. Mei for Miss Mei's birthday, and then closed the door and left.

The path in the Plum Garden was winding and winding, and the bald monk walked slowly with his hands in his hands. He didn't know whether he was admiring the scenery or thinking. He didn't stop until he turned a few turns and stopped in a place where no one was around.

"Benefactor Huai really likes roofs. Last night, I was on the roof as a fairy and didn't enjoy myself. Today, I'm a gentleman on Liangshang again?"

After finishing the words, there was a rustle of wind blowing his robes, and Si Huai made somersaults in the air, and landed firmly in front of him.

Today's Si Huai changed into a plain robe, with a jade crown matching the color of the clothes on his head, showing a gentle and harmless smile, even the corners of his eyes were slightly turned up.

Si Huai's facial features are exquisite, and his appearance can be regarded as the best among men, with sword eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and a red mole on the left upper eyelid, which is not obvious at ordinary times, but when he laughs, his eyes move around, making the mole extraordinarily radiant. extraordinarily...

Wu Nian was startled by the word "seductive" that flashed through my mind, and said "Amitabha" without blushing and beating heartbeats. After getting rid of the messy thoughts, I looked up at him again and asked, "You How much have you heard?"

"It's not much, and I heard the whole story." Si Huai said "hmm", pretended to think about it, and added, "I don't have a good memory. Miss Mei's birthday horoscope or something, never Once it’s in your ears, forget it.”

"Forget it, Miss Mei has become a ghost. Even if you know the horoscope of your birthday, you can't do anything. The poor monk promised that Master Mei will not tell the second person about today's conversation. You overheard it yourself, so you can't be considered poor." Monk broke his promise, but you must not tell others, you still have to take care of the reputation of the Mei family."

Although this Miss Mei was abandoned by a heartless man and hanged herself, the reputation spread was not very good.

Si Huai nodded perfunctorily, then asked, "Then how do you plan to catch ghosts?"

"The poor monk wants to recruit Miss Mei's ghost tonight. It is best to persuade her to let go of her hatred and go to reincarnation; if she can't, she leaves the room and splits the door with everyone's strength. Almighty Huai played the flute twice last night. Yin can deter Miss Mei, it shows that her cultivation is advanced, and with the help of a benefactor, she should be able to solve this disturbing matter tonight."

Wu Nian's eyes swept over him quickly, nodded gently and politely, and passed by his side. The gray monk's robe wiped the plain robe on his body, and it was stained with a faint scent of sandalwood.

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In the evening, the sky became overcast again, so that even a single starlight could not be seen, and the air was stuffy and oppressive, making people very uncomfortable, and they dared not walk around in the yard.

Four talismans were pasted up, down, left, and right on the gate of Miss Mei's small courtyard. A large bowl of bells was hung in the center of the gate. Filled half a bowl of water, floating a white lotus in full bloom.

Probably persuading Ms. Mei to let go of her grievances and take her to and fro is considered a ritual event. I think the monk is dressed very formally tonight. The black Hai Qingwai wears a magnolia-colored cassock, and around his neck is a long 108-bead string A string of Buddhist beads, with a string of small ones in his hand, sitting neatly on the futon in the center, chanting scriptures in his mouth, and twisting Buddhist beads in his hands.

The little monk Chen found four long-burning lamps for sacrifices from nowhere, placed four corners around the uncle and the wooden bowl containing lotus flowers, lit three more incense sticks and stood in front of the uncle, then knelt down On the futon next to him, he closed his eyes and focused on knocking on the wooden fish.

The sound of chanting accompanied by the crisp sound of wooden fish hovered in the silent night sky. After a while, thin raindrops drifted down and fell on the skin with some warmth. Wu Nian and Chen Yi seemed not to notice , didn't even frown, but the sound of the wooden fish beating more closely, and the prayer beads in Wu Nian's hand twisted much faster.

A gloomy cold wind blew out of nowhere in the small courtyard with four walls, and the Buddha bell hanging at the gate made a hoarse sound.

The raindrops fell on the ground, forming a cloud of white mist, revealing the graceful figure of a woman in a haze, with fluttering white clothes, graceful and graceful.

The ghost in front of me was quite different from last night, Wu Nian was surprised for a moment, but nodded slowly, and asked, "Is Miss Mei Yimei?"

The female ghost in white had no expression on her face. She stared at the golden white lotus for a long time before slowly nodding her head.

Wu Nian stopped twisting the beads, stretched out his hand to flick the incense ash off, and was about to ask, when there was a sudden noise in the courtyard, monks hiding in the dark rushed out, each with weapons in their hands, trying to split the lock door.

According to the original plan, if Miss Mei couldn't be persuaded, they would let them who were hiding in the dark forcefully break the door to save people, but they didn't expect them to act recklessly after opening their voice.

Miss Mei immediately shrank back into the room when she heard the noise, but everyone built a barrier together to keep her out. Seeing that she couldn't go back, the monk behind him stood up again, and simply turned into a ghost and fled out go.

"Benefactor Huai! Please take care of my little nephew!" Wu Nian yelled at Si Huai who was in the corner, and hurriedly followed the direction where the ghost disappeared.

I thought that Miss Mei would flee outside and spend another night, but I didn't expect the white ball to disappear in the front yard.

The door of the reception hall creaked open, and two dim lights were lit. Several coffins in the hall were moved, and the lid of the middle one was lifted. The female ghost in white stood in front of the coffin, with a pair of His eyes stared straight at the person coming.

The author has something to say: I don’t know which unnamed cutie gave me the nutrient solution, do you care?

The previous part is all about eliminating ghosts, the progress may seem a bit slow⊙﹏⊙