There's A Beauty

After the disciple disappeared out of thin air, Xuan Ming was finally overwhelmed by great grief, and staggered around the altar, crying.The spiritual power that Youshu injected into his pupils through the palm of his hand has not dissipated, so the Bodhi Temple now looks different.

He looked down the steps with a blank expression, and there were people standing all around, could they be the most prominent nobles in Shangjing, who were either lofty, graceful, or reserved.They look so sanctimonious in their brightest clothes and the most exquisite and expensive accessories.

Although Xuan Ming has a broad mind and loves kindness and righteousness, he is not such a fool who is ignorant of the world and only knows how to practice hard.He has experienced the coldness of the world, and naturally understands the sinister nature of human beings.In the past, he always took it as his duty to save the world. No matter the good or the bad, as long as he is in danger, he is willing to lend a helping hand, because he believes that human nature is inherently good, and he also believes that those who have made mistakes will always find their way back one day.

However, now he has deep doubts about the ideas he once held.I saw everyone in the audience, except for young children, almost every one of them had a wronged soul attached to their backs.They had ferocious faces, grimacing expressions, or gritted their teeth, or grinned and sneered, or stretched out their sharp claws to dig out their brains and hearts.However, their enemies are all from extraordinary backgrounds, with auspicious clouds hanging over their heads, and they can't do anything to each other with just that little bit of resentment.During the long wait, there is often only one ending for them, that is, their souls will be scattered and they will never be reincarnated.

Many innocent souls gathered together to form dense black mist. From a distance, the Bodhi Temple, which was once shone with Buddha's light, was quiet and holy, but turned into a ghostly Shura field.Especially Wang Xiangqian, with a two-foot-tall thousand-faced ghost attached to his back, every face twisted, roaring, screaming, "Give me back my life" echoed over the altar, like hell reproduce.

It is not difficult for Xuanming to imagine that these people must have been killed by Wang Xiangqian. The crimes he committed have already sent him to the eighteen levels of hell.With such a father, how could Wang Tianyou be a good stubble?

Xuan Ming turned his head and looked at the culprit on the lotus platform, not surprisingly, two little ghosts appeared beside him, their bodies covered in cuts and bruises, and their blood-and-tear-stained appearance was even more miserable than Miaochen.It can be seen from this that Wang Tianyou has long been bloodthirsty, and the crime cannot be punished.Such a person really has the possibility of transmutation?Can we really abandon evil and promote good?He is not bewitched at all, and everything he does comes from his nature, so how can he change his past?

If I save him, how should my disciple Miaochen rest in peace?Xuanming hugged the small body in his arms tightly, and smiled sadly, "The damage of the body can be healed, and the loss of virtue can be corrected, but if the heart is broken, how can it be repaired by reciting a few scriptures? You can cross people, but you can't cross demons, Young Master Ling has already become a demon, please ask Mr. Wang to find someone else."

When he said this, he lowered his head from beginning to end, not looking at the people in the audience, let alone looking at Wang Xianggan who was shrouded in a dark ghostly aura.He originally thought that he could overcome all the hardships in the world, but he didn't expect that in the end, it was the ugliness of the world that knocked him down first.He had to admit that after all, he was just a flesh and blood person, not a merciful Bodhisattva, and he couldn't treat everyone equally without complaint.

Holding his disciple's body, he walked down the steps step by step. When he reached the door, he suddenly turned to look at Youshu and Ji Changye, showing a gratified smile.Compared with the nobles who were submerged in the gloomy atmosphere, only these two people were the cleanest. The golden sunlight shone around them, making it more and more bright and translucent, warm and bright.

This is about the last piece of pure land in Bodhi Temple.Thinking of this, Master Xuanming nodded slightly at the two, and then walked out resolutely, "All disciples listen to the order, and immediately go to Shangjing with me to beat the Dengwen drum, so as to seek the holy judgment."

"Disciple has an order!" The three hundred monks from Bodhi Temple responded in unison, and the momentum shook the sky.

But in a short time, the temple that was originally crowded with people was mostly empty, only the remaining pilgrims who came to watch the ceremony looked at each other, at a loss, and the faces of the Wang family were the most ugly.Wang Xiangqian vowed to sue the officials, not because he believed in his son's character, but because he had contacts in Dali Temple, the Ministry of Punishment, and the Procuratorate, so he could firmly control the situation and even take the opportunity to remove certain obstacles.

But right now, Master Xuanming took Miaochen's body directly to knock on Dengwengu, asking for the holy order, not to mention his unique status in the Ming Dynasty, even the tens of thousands of believers in Shangjing would not let him go. Murderer.He intentionally made the matter known to everyone in order to strictly prohibit anyone involved from intervening, so it can be seen that he does not believe what the Wang family said.What's more, he kept asserting that Wang Tianyou was possessed by a demon and could not be transformed, so he deliberately cut off Wang Tianyou's escape route.

May I ask how the "human devil" in the mouth of the national teacher can participate in the imperial examination, how to become an official, and how to become an extremely human minister?He didn't show it on the face, but he showed suspicion and hatred for the Wang family in his actions.Although the Wang family has some face in front of the prince, it is not irreplaceable.The crown prince's position is stable, the holy family is rich, he can promote whoever he wants, and suppress whoever he wants, there is no need to worry at all.The Wang family had already offended Princess Anhua before, and now they have a deadly enmity with Master Xuanming. It is self-evident which side the crown prince will stand on.

Thinking of this, Wang Xiangqian couldn't help but sink his face.He turned his head and stared at Youshu, with murderous intent in his dark pupils, he believed that everything that happened before was caused by Youshu.

"Bring this scoundrel back!" He couldn't get angry, so he just waved his hand and asked the guards to carry Wang Tianyou down, and then returned to the capital immediately with his family, intending to enter the palace to plead guilty before Master Xuanming beat the Dengwen drum .A son's future can be ruined, but his official career must not be ruined.

In the blink of an eye, another large group of people left, and the Bodhi Temple finally returned to its former tranquility.Youshu originally wanted to ask Master Xuanming how long the mental power she had lost could last, but she didn't expect him to be so decisive and took the corpse away.

Well, we can always meet in the future.Xiao Xiao sighed, he quickly ran to the side of the master, and hugged the other's waist habitually.Everything Master Xuanming saw, he could naturally see too.This world of ghosts and ghosts is more dangerous than the end of the world. At least zombies are tangible things that can be wiped out by all means, but ghosts are invisible, invisible, and can't even be touched. How can we talk about resistance?

If she hadn't been lucky enough to meet her master and get his protection, Youshu believed that she would have already become a wisp of wronged soul and a speck of dust.In this extremely dangerous Shura field, the master is his only life force and the only pure land, how can he not be attached to it?

With so much to and fro in her heart, Youshu put her cheek on the young man's back and curled her lips slightly.

Ji Changye couldn't see the boy's expression, nor could he guess what he was thinking, but he could feel this deep nostalgia through his constantly tightening arms.He felt that he was in a dilemma, but also faintly delighted, and then he was startled, and pressed the inexplicable joy into his heart, deliberately forgetting it.

Patting the back of the boy's hand lightly, he said shyly, "Don't be afraid, Youshu, I'm here." As long as I'm here, I won't let anyone hurt you.

Youshu shook her head and said in a muffled voice, "I'm not afraid." As long as you're here, I'm not afraid of anything.

Master Xuanming and Wang Xiangqian returned to the capital one after another. The layout of the capital might change, so Ji Changye dared not delay and immediately led everyone down the mountain.His haste did not arouse the suspicion of others. No one wanted to stay in the Bodhi Temple for such a horrific incident. They packed up their belongings as quickly as possible, and ran away like burning their buttocks.

After returning to Beijing, Ji Changye suddenly became busy and often disappeared for three to five days. The two little ghosts followed Wang Tianyou back to Wang's house for revenge.Youshu had to lament that she was lucky, and learned the way to absorb dragon energy at a critical moment, otherwise she would have been eaten by ghosts by now.

Wang Xiangqian is now busy taking care of his son's aftermath, and he can't get away from him, but Youshu can't forget the murderous look in his eyes when he looks at him for a moment.Instead of waiting for the other party to plot, it is better to strike first. He thought about it and decided to kill Wang Xiang first.

One day, while his master was out on errands, he asked two little ghosts to bring the Thousand-faced Ghost attached to Wang Xiangqian's back.The two little ghosts are fed by two drops of his blood, and their Taoism has exceeded 200 years. Although the thousand-faced ghost was transformed by the fusion and devouring of thousands of wronged souls, it is extremely hostile, but it is not the opponent of the little ghosts. It was easily taken into the room , press down on the ground.

He has gathered thousands of grievances and only knows revenge, without clear and independent thinking ability.He didn't dare to resist the brat, when he saw the young man sitting at the top, he suddenly became angry, his thousand big mouths let out a sharp roar.Youshu didn't dodge or evade, but slapped him hard when he came close.

Only a crisp sound of "pa" was heard, and the thousand-faced ghost was sent flying several feet away. A slap mark with purple flames was branded on one of the thousand-faced ghost's cheeks, and gradually spread into a prairie fire.He lost all his anger immediately, and burrowed towards the ground while howling, but was grabbed by the ankles by two little ghosts and pulled out forcefully.

"What are you howling, my lord has something to ask you." The boy also slapped the thousand-faced ghost to the ground with a crisp slap, and then swung a gust of wind to cut off the face that was about to be burned.

Losing a face, the Thousand Faced Ghost was indeed much more honest. He curled himself into a ball and hid himself on the beam, shivering.This mortal is even scarier than a ghost at such a young age.

Youshu took a few steps forward, looked up and said, "Do you want revenge?" As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that he seemed to like asking this question very much recently.

Knowing his entanglement with the Wang family, the two little ghosts immediately said earnestly, "My lord, why bother with this little ghost if you want to kill Wang Xiang, we can do it for you."

"If you have a wronged person, you have a debtor. You just deal with Wang Tianyou. When your revenge is avenged and your wish is fulfilled, then reincarnate and reincarnate. You don't need to be ruled by me, and you don't need to do anything wrong for me." You Shu doesn't like driving ghosts. Slaves, he prefers that they leave the world with peace of mind like the little novice.He does not owe others, nor will he allow others to owe him.

The two little ghosts burst into tears, feeling deeply in their hearts, wanting to ruin the young man even more, and just about to show their loyalty again, the thousand-faced ghost on the beam snatched up, "I want to take revenge!" Even if they die, they want to drag Wang Xianggan to hell !

Tens of thousands of echoes reverberate in the house, like thunder hitting the ears.The two little ghosts felt a little uncomfortable, but Youshu was not affected at all. Instead, the corners of her lips curled up, and she beckoned, "Then come over and make a deal with me."