The male protagonist, he doesn’t follow the script [Quick Transmigration]

After Yingling landed on the ground, he tilted his head to look around, then turned around, his big scarlet eyes were fixed on Song Ranjia, and he seemed to be walking over with two chubby legs.

"No...no! Don't come here! Stay away from me!" Song Ranjia's face was pale, and her face was full of panic. She was much more afraid of the baby spirit than Zhou's uncle and nephew.

Mao Ling Sanren's female apprentice couldn't help but said: "You have kept it in your stomach for several months and are not afraid, why are you shaking now?"

"You don't know! It's the fate of Xingke's relatives, the lone star of Tiansha! Now it's a wraith! It was originally bound in my stomach by the master, and it will definitely kill me when it comes out now!" Song Ranjia screamed , "Kill it quickly!"

Xia Yi smiled as if he found it funny: "When it was in your stomach, you refused to let me kill it; I let it come out, but you couldn't wait for me to kill it. Miss Song, I never I've seen people who contradict themselves like you."

"It's what the master said, you can't let the baby spirit be born in less than a month... I must conceive until it's ripe, go to the master to take out the baby spirit, and let the master save it! It's easy to talk about before it comes out, but now you get it out, We can only kill it! It is inherently ominous, and now it is even more of a resentful spirit and an evil thing!"

Xia Yi shrugged, turned around and mouthed Tan Jiuzhang: "It's hopeless."

At this time, Ying Ling had already opened his mouth, revealing the upper and lower rows of sharp teeth that babies would never have, and smiled warmly at Song Ranjia.And Song Ranjia's face was already covered with sweat, and his whole body began to tremble.

Just when Ying Ling jumped up high and rushed towards Song Ranjia, Xia Yi grabbed his neck from behind and picked up the little ghost like a cat: "She said you were born to be unlucky, Xing Ke Dear relatives, the lonely star of Tiansha, don't you plan to say something?"

Under everyone's horrified gaze, the baby spirit first stretched out its arms and kicked its legs and bared its teeth in dissatisfaction and struggled for a while, but Xia Yi flicked his head with the other hand to calm down.

It reluctantly opened its mouth: "I'm not an evil thing, I wasn't originally. It was her, this woman and a monk who turned me into a vengeful spirit! That bald donkey burned my soul, forcing out my evil thoughts and resentment, Tortured me with spells...and this woman...this woman cooperated with him! During the transformation, she said that I should not exist, and she, as a mother, wanted to give up on me! The unborn child has not yet been fully accepted by the reincarnation of heaven, and at this time the mother actively expresses her abandonment Disgusted, coupled with the behavior of that bald donkey, I will become what I am now. They conspired, the bald donkey covered up the cause and effect, and this woman worked for the tiger, using the power of my falling into the ghost world to communicate with yin and yang, seize Qi and transfer, and those sins and hell All the punishment is on me!"

As it said, the sinister resentment on its body boiled uncontrollably, and a pair of red pupils turned to Song Ranjia with deep hatred and cruel malice: "—I want revenge, I want her to die!"

The black resentment swelled loudly.

Born out of resentment, the baby spirit opened its mouth uncontrollably, revealing a mouth full of terrifying sharp teeth that normal babies would never have. Like a wolf, it wanted to pounce on Song Ranjia, but Xia Yi pressed the back of its neck. Can't move.

"Calm down. Let this woman go first, that bald donkey you mentioned, show me the way."

Xia Yi casually stroked Yingying's shiny head like a pet.And the originally ferocious little ghost came down nicely in the palm of his hand, his scarlet eyes narrowed, and he gave the name of the answer: "Hongtong Temple, Yuanhui."

Song Ranjia, who was already huddled in her chair and weeping in fright, suddenly raised her head when she heard the name of the "Master" from Yingling, and shouted, "This is not the master's business! I beg the master to resolve the disaster." , don’t bother the master!”

Xia Yi has long been impatient with this crazy woman.After all the questions to be asked were asked, he couldn't bear her to be noisy anymore.A cloud of black air rushed at Song Ranjia, and Ms. Song's mouth was tightly blocked, and she could only hum in horror and resistance from her throat.

"Let's go find that Yuan Hui now. Compared to Song Ranjia's brainwashed appearance, that person should be behind the scenes."

The ghost king held the imp in his hand, turned his head, and looked at everyone one by one with his narrow eyes, as if looking down.

Everyone: ...is this a threat?definitely is!

Tan Jiuzhang glanced at Xia Yi with a smile.If he looked like he did in his previous life, this posture would be similar to Tsundere.But now he has a dark and very permeable appearance as the ghost king... One look can scare the timid to pee, and one look can make others think of a whole supernatural movie.

He was the first to speak: "Cut the weeds and eradicate the roots, eradicate the evil. Shall we go to Hongtong Temple?"

After driving for ten minutes, we arrived at the Hongtong Temple in the town.

Although this is a town, it is relatively remote after all. Except for the residents of the town and a few surrounding villages, no one comes here. It's not the New Year's Eve now, and the incense is deserted.

The temple is really not big, the paint on the red door wall is peeling off, and it looks like there is no money to repair it.

A group of people walked towards the temple, Xia Yi concealed his figure, and also withdrew his spell to make the baby spirit appear.The two ghosts are now in the eyes of ordinary people, and they can't see anything.

The gate of Hongtong Temple has three openings, and a rusty copper introduction board is placed at the door, which says that Hongtong Temple has a history of 100 years. It was destroyed in the previous war, and people rebuilt it 30 years ago.

The gate here is temple-style, that is, the gate is thick, with small compartments on both sides.Stepping into the gate, there are two statues of glaring wrestlers on the left and one on the right. The original bright colors have long been dusty due to the heavy dust in the north.The left one of the two compartments has become a place for storing sundries, and a wooden sign is hung on the door on the right, with three words "Management Office" handwritten in black paint on it.

Tan Jiuzhang knocked on the door, and an impatient voice from the management office agreed: "Who is it? What's the matter?"

"May I ask if Master Yuanhui is here to place an order to practice?"

The door opened with a squeak, and a fat man wearing a hurdle vest came out from inside: "Are you here to offer incense and worship Buddha or what? Why are you looking for the master in the temple?"

Tan Jiuzhang smiled politely, claiming that he came to discuss the Dharma with Master Yuanhui.

The fat man looked at several people suspiciously: this handsome young man didn't know where he came from; behind him was an old man with a goatee, who looked like a fortune teller and sold plasters on the street, but he was full of fairy spirit. Jiner, even a liar is a high-level liar; two women, one with a big belly who may have cried and messed up her face, and the other with a ponytail and a tall and neat one, with a small jade seal tied on her exposed wrist—— This thing is not eye-catching, but the fat man works in a religious place anyway, and knows that this thing is used by Taoist priests; the three men in the back, after staying in the temple for a long time, have mixed up with a fat man in the eyes of half-hearted people, and they know that they are more than 30 at a glance That old man is a big boss!That is full of luxury.The one in the back with a white shirt and jeans was a bit ruffian, and for some reason, he was always a joker; the other one, from the sunburn on his face, knew that he had been driving all year round, so he must be a driver.

The fat man rolled his eyes.These few people gathered together, it was really weird, and he couldn't help guessing: Could it be that Yuan Hui told the fortune of this pregnant woman or resolved it, and without saying anything, the family members of the family asked a Taoist priest to come to see it, and finally decided to come to Yuan Hui to settle the score?

This is not good.

Even though Yuan Hui came here to place the order a few months ago, and had nothing to do with them at Hongtong Temple, but if these people were allowed in, it would be bad if there would be a commotion and the things in the temple would be destroyed.

So he said: "Master Yuan Hui is not here, if you have anything to do, you can contact him on the phone." As he said that, he used his fat body to block people from the gate.

It is not easy to lie in front of the Celestial Master.The fat man's expression was like saying "I lied to you", Tan Jiuzhang pursed his lips slightly, his expression became a little sharp, and was about to say something, but found a hand stretched out from behind him, holding A small notebook.

"I can't see you? Then, I'm from the Huaxia Religious Affairs Bureau, and I just happened to check on the progress of your temple's series of activities of 'promoting positive energy and practicing socialist core values'."

Tan Jiuzhang turned his head, it was the smiling face of Maoling Sanren.

The fat man's face was stiff, and when he came back to his senses, he quickly laughed: "Please, please, this... let's have a private discussion, don't you think so?"

A group of people walked into the temple.When you step into the gate, you can see three large copper furnaces placed side by side for incense. Behind it is a building with gray tiles and red walls on the top of the mountain. The door is wide open. Before you step in, you can see the center that worships Sakyamuni. The Buddha statue looks like a standing Buddha, with its left arm drooping and its right arm bent upwards. It is a sandalwood Buddha statue.

Although Buddhism and Taoism are different, since you come here, it is not easy to pass through the door.

Maoling Sanren took the lead in offering incense, and everyone offered incense one by one.

The little devil that Xia Yi was holding shrunk himself into a ball, and clung to Xia Yi tightly, without saying a word.The Buddha statue is blessed with vow power, and has the power of transformation, but it is a great shock to the yin.A ghost king of this level is not afraid of a Buddha statue, and the baby spirit has escaped from the mother's body, without the protection of a physical body that conforms to reincarnation, so it is natural to be terrified.

After offering incense, they went straight to the Buddhist hall behind.This temple is small in scale, and generally larger temples have the Hall of Heavenly Kings and the Hall of Daxiong, and the Dharma Hall is at the back.This place does not conform to the regulations, there is only one place where Buddha statues are enshrined, and the Buddha Hall behind it is an ordinary small one-story house, facing the monk's dormitory.

"How many official monks practice here?" Maoling Sanren asked the fat man there.

A slightly embarrassed smile appeared on the fat man's face: "You said formally..."

"Buddhist clergyman's certificate, ultimatum." Mao Ling Sanren sternly said, "Is it legal to practice? Why, you don't check it?"

"Check, check, check!" The fat man was sweating on his brow, and said to check, and then he hesitated, "Our three resident masters, um, the abbot are certified. The other two are still studying and haven't had time to take the exam yet."

Maoling Sanren snorted coldly: "Do you believe this? Let me tell you, don't try to be opportunistic and get away with it. Now is the information age, and the religious industry must keep pace with the times. In the future, the national list of monks and Taoists will be online. If you want to engage in this kind of irregular operation again, you will see how the Religious Affairs Bureau will punish you! Ask them to test their certificates. If you don’t have a certificate, you’re deceiving people, I’ll tell you.”

"Yes, yes, yes!" The fat man replied again and again.

Xia Yi couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand to poke Tan Jiuzhang's arm quietly, and said through voice transmission: "Is the feudal superstition so standardized in this small world?"

"This is not called feudal superstition, this is called freedom of folk belief." Tan Jiuzhang also sent back via voice transmission.

Over there, the Maoling Sanren had already asked Yuan Hui: "What's the matter with Master Yuan Hui? Order? How many monks do you have here?"

"It's just him! There's also a little apprentice he brought along." The fat man is submissive now, and he knows everything he can say, honestly telling what letter the abbot received a few months ago, this When did Yuan Hui come here, and why she is so popular with pilgrims these days, they all talked about it.

According to him, this Yuan Hui is not very diligent in doing homework, and often misses morning and evening classes, but because he is a foreign monk, the Hongdong Temple is small, and the temple doesn't care much (in fact, it can't control it, the temple There are only a few people in the village, and the rules are not strict, including two lay workers including Fatty, and three monks, and only one has a certificate).

But Yuan Hui was very enthusiastic about receiving the pilgrims, and the pilgrims also respected him very much.Not long after he came, he formed a wave of loyal believers and donated a lot of incense money to the monastery. The whole monastery was very happy and did not dislike him as before.

"Where is he now?"

"It should be the monk's dormitory. I don't do my homework at this time, and there are not many pilgrims coming today."

Maoling Sanren nodded inscrutably: "Okay, thank you for your introduction, you can go back to the office and rest. After that, we can communicate with Master Yuanhui. By the way - you remember to urge the monks in your temple to do research, next time you check If I break the rules again, I won’t be so polite.”

The fat man was so frightened that he wanted to point out that he was loyal.

According to Fatty's introduction, there were originally three monks living here at the east end of Sengliao, and Yuan Hui, who placed the order, lived in the west room with the little novice he brought.

Knock on the door, and soon someone opened the door. It was a young man about [-] or [-] years old. He had already received the precepts and was wearing a yellow-brown monk robe.This should be the novice brought by Yuan Hui.

"You are..." He was born with a round head and a round head, the appearance of the junior who is most likely to be loved by the elders. He rolled his eyes and saw Song Ranjia with a dazed look, "Is it Song Tanyue? These people..."

Tan Jiuzhang turned sideways to block his view of Song Ranjia: "We were recommended by Ms. Song. I heard that Master Yuanhui is behind the teachings of Buddhism. I want to ask Master for advice on something."

The novice sized him up and said, "Wait a moment, I'll go in and ask the master before I can answer." He turned around and walked into the monk's dormitory, closing the door behind him.

"Little master, wait."

A blue-black hand grabbed the monk's robe from behind.Who else is it not Xia Yi?

At this moment, he suddenly appeared and held the other party down with a smile: "You are very clever, little monk."

——Just now the novice said he wanted to ask the master, but his eyes faltered, obviously lying.Moreover, someone came to the door, and did not ask carefully what was the matter, so they wanted to answer Master. This is not normal.Ordinary disciples know that they should ask whether they are looking for the master for advice, and give preliminary checks first, and it is impossible to ask everyone to go to see the master.Looking at him turning around to close the door, this kid must have noticed something was wrong and was about to run away.

I'm afraid there are other doors in this house.

The novice was caught and immediately struggled, but he couldn't help the ghost king.The Maoling Sanren watched from the sidelines heartbroken: Although this little novice and his master are probably not good people, but watching a blue and black ghost king restrain a young boy with thin skin and tender flesh in a monk robe, this scene is too overwhelming. Excited, no matter how you look at it, it is more appropriate to reverse the good and the evil.

He couldn't bear to look at it, so he didn't look at it at all, and took the lead in striding into the room, only to find that there was an iron door on the right wall of the room, which was currently open, and the key on the door was still shaking slightly.

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