After forming a contract with the ancestor of Jianxiu

After his grandfather sent Zhao Dingshan away, Chu Wei got down from the tree.

He put the paper on the stone table and helped Grandpa sit down on the stool.

"Grandpa doesn't want me to go?"

Grandpa glanced at his grandson, did not answer this question, but took a slow breath.

"Wei Wei, grandpa may not have many days to live."

This Chu Wei knew it in his heart, but he still pretended to be angry and said, "Nonsense, grandpa is in good health."

Grandpa touched his head and smiled: "You don't need to comfort me. I know my own body. I am 80 years old and I will die. It is a happy funeral or a happy event."

Chu Wei saw his grandfather laughing and saying these words, and his nose suddenly became sore.

Knowing it is one thing, not being able to control it is another.

Grandpa stared at him while he was talking: "The only thing I am worried about is you, you are still so young."

Chu Wei twitched the corners of his lips: "I have nothing to worry about, Grandpa, you don't know, I'm amazing."

Grandpa happily knocked on his head: "Awesome, you are the most powerful, that is... Grandpa may not see you in college, the outside is much more beautiful than our village, you have to take the exam and go out , look at the outside world."

Chu Wei felt his nose was even more sore: "I'm not going anywhere, just guarding you."

Grandpa: "I'm worthless, what's the use of guarding me, you have to be a useful person to the society, that's what you can do."

Chu Wei didn't quite agree with this statement, but he didn't refute it either, but listened quietly to the old man's rambling.

The old man talked a lot, some recalled when he was young, and some talked about Chu Wei's childhood, and he felt a little tired while talking.

Chu Wei helped him stand up, and helped him back to the room to rest. Before entering the door, Grandpa paused slightly, and said slowly: "Wei Wei, people have a steelyard in their hearts, and they have their own distinctions between good and evil. In this village It's your choice whether you want to take care of things or not, and it's enough to do things with a clear conscience."

Chu Wei pondered for a while, and said sincerely: "Good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be rewarded with evil. The cycle of cause and effect, one's own destiny, my grandfather I know."

Grandpa seemed to understand, but he didn't seem to understand anything. He waved his hand, leaned on crutches, and went to rest.

Not long after Grandpa fell asleep, someone knocked on the gate of the yard again. This time, many people came. The wife of the village head took the lead, followed by Zhao Dingshan, and many villagers who looked at him eagerly.

As soon as Chu Wei opened the door, the village head's daughter-in-law knelt down unexpectedly, but was supported by him in time.

She cried and said: "Chu Wei, for the sake of the same village, please save your uncle, the village chief."

There was no smile on Chu Wei's face, he just said softly: "Let's go."

Everyone was overjoyed, and hurriedly followed Chu Wei outside.

Zhao Dingshan followed behind his mother, looking at the thin boy in front of him, he felt that his breath was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't spit it out or swallow it.

This is clearly aimed at him.

What a brat, what a show.

When Chu Wei arrived at the village chief's house, he didn't go in. Just looking at the yin energy surrounding the room, he knew that the source of the disease was the seven members of the Wang family.

Seeing that he didn't go in, the village head's wife couldn't help urging: "Chu Wei, why don't you leave?"

Chu Wei didn't answer, but spread out his hands. In the center of his palm, a pitch-black glass ball was rolling in his palm.

"It's very simple to save the village chief. If the family can forgive you, let alone the village chief, the people in the village will have no problems in the future."

Many people in the village have been surrounding the village chief's house, just waiting for news.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat when they heard the words, isn't the problem solved yet?

Didn't Chu Wei already take this family of ghosts away?

But in the glass ball in his hand, black mist billowed. Looking carefully, there were faces on the glass wall, which were the faces of the Wang family.

They killed seven members of the Wang family, and these people turned into ghosts to take revenge.

Someone wondered: "Ask them to forgive... what do we need to do?"

Before they could come up with an answer, the two monks who had been waiting for Chu Wei at the village head's house walked over quickly. When they saw the glass ball in his hand, they were shocked and looked at him.

The tall monk couldn't help but said, "Could it be that...the source of these yin qis is inside."

Chu Wei raised his head curiously when he heard the voice, and looked at the two great monks in front of him.

Unlike the Taoist priest last time, he could tell at a glance that these two people were not swindlers, because they were surrounded by a layer of aura, and they must be practitioners.

This was the first time he met his colleagues, and Chu Wei couldn't help but take a few more glances.

The tall monk took two steps closer, made a bow, said a Buddhist word, and asked very politely: "Little benefactor, can you let me have a look at this ball?"

Chu Wei stretched out his hand and handed the ball out, but reminded: "There is a bit of resentment, be careful."

The tall monk's eyes lit up immediately, and he quickly stretched out both hands to take it. This was the first time he saw such a sneaky vessel.

However, the moment he touched the ball, he felt a wave of Yin Qi go straight into his body from the palm of his hand. He didn't hold it for a while, and the crystal ball left his hand in an instant, and it just fell straight down.

If it breaks, it's over.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Chu Wei stretched out his hand to copy, and scooped up the glass ball before it hit the ground.

The speed was so fast that there was almost only an afterimage left.

The tall monk looked at him almost in disbelief, and asked, "Does the benefactor feel nothing at all?"

Chu Wei looked at his hands curiously: "Do you feel anything?"

This glass ball has so much yin energy that ordinary people, let alone touching it, will be corroded by the yin energy as long as they get close to it.

However, the boy in front of him is holding the ball, as if it is really just an ordinary thing, not affected by Yin Qi at all.

This is so weird.

The tall monk looked more and more and felt that he had met a tall man.

Everyone couldn't understand the communication between the two of them, and they cared more about their own life and death.

Then he asked urgently, "What should we do to get their forgiveness?"

Before Chu Wei answered, the tall monk typed a Buddhist saying, and then said: "The cycle of karma in this world is not good, and retribution is not good. As I said before, if you want to save people, you need to cross them first. Only the soul that cannot rest in peace can get rid of the yin energy in this body."

Chu Wei glanced at him unexpectedly, and echoed: "This master is right, it is to transcend."

"Exceeding, how to exceed?"

"Isn't it what monks do to save lives? Otherwise, master, you can help us."

"Master, please save us."

Chu Wei sneered: "You probably misunderstood what I meant. The transcendence I said is not the transcendence that Buddhism calls, but the transcendence by yourself."

"How did we do this?"

Everyone was obviously confused by Chu Wei's statement.

Chu Wei didn't go around with them, and said straightforwardly: "I will tell you the Heart Sutra of Exaltation, everyone needs to recite ten times in front of this bead sincerely every day, and when the color of this bead disappears, then the wronged soul of this family will die." It will be superseded, and I will not come to trouble you again."

Everyone Chu Wei mentioned, everyone knows who they are.

Anyone who participated in the persecution of the Wang family back then cannot be left behind.

Everyone was dumbfounded, they never thought that it was such a transcendence method.

Chu Wei then added: "The first thing to do now is to build a temple, a temple dedicated to their family of seven, and the daily incense and chanting cannot be stopped until their family is gone. Perseverance, reincarnation, then all problems will be solved."

Everyone could hear what Chu Wei said clearly, but this method...was too troublesome.

Someone couldn't help asking: "It's so troublesome, how long will it take to read this scripture?"

Chu Wei chuckled: "You don't have to read it if you find it troublesome, but the consequences are beyond my control. Who knows if it will be like Uncle Zhang?"

At this time, it is still too troublesome. I don't know if it is too long, or I feel that the revenge is not fast enough.

The appearance of Uncle Zhang before his death has long been imprinted in everyone's hearts. That terrifying appearance is entangled in everyone's hearts like a nightmare. Now that the village chief has become like this, if this resentment cannot be removed, then Will it be the same.

Everyone felt uneasy, and they were all a little uncertain.

At this time, the tall monk followed up and said: "The cycle of cause and effect, whoever committed the evil, will naturally be borne by him."

The courtyard suddenly fell silent. According to this method, if the family never forgave, wouldn't they have to read this scripture for the rest of their lives.

At this time, Zhao Dingshan, who had been standing behind his mother, couldn't help asking, "How do we know this method works?"

Chu Wei shrugged his shoulders: "Believe it or not, it's up to you, but..." He spread his palm, and the glass ball was so black that water was almost leaking out.

"This glass ball can't last long. If one day they break through the wall, don't say I didn't provide you with a method."

After finishing speaking, Chu Wei turned and left;

The two monks followed behind him: "Little benefactor, wait, let's talk."

Chu Wei did not refuse: "If the two masters don't dislike it, come and sit at our house."

The three of them chatted happily and left, leaving only the people looking at each other in blank dismay.

"Isn't it just to build a temple, just build it."

"It's easy to say, but it needs to be enshrined every day and the scriptures are recited every day. Who knows how long it will take?"

"But if you don't follow suit, if the glass ball breaks and their family runs out... Isn't that a dead end?"

At this time, the wife of the village chief stood up.

"As long as our man is alive, I will find a way to save him. Have you all forgotten what happened to Lao Zhang and his wife? This was originally our money-losing Wang's family, as early as when we did these things. , we should think that there will be today, this is our retribution, this temple must be built."

Even if he didn't watch what happened in the village chief's house, he could guess it.

No one is not afraid of death, this plan is their only way out.

Right now, he is more interested in these two masters.

Chu Wei led the people home, and specially boiled a pot of water, took out the few tea leaves at home, and entertained the two of them.

"The two masters are from poor families. They laugh at you, so let's just drink."

The tall monk looked at Chu Wei's humble house, and asked doubtfully, "Little benefactor, you are so powerful, can't you still make money?"

Chu Wei stopped, and was taken aback for a moment: "This...can you still make money?"

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