Who asked him to cultivate immortality!

Meng Jingzhou felt that he had done a lot of good things. Although his background was not very good and he was forced to join the Meng family, he ran away from home early and severed ties with the Meng family.

After coming to Taoist Sect, he devoted himself even more to practicing, lest his father would come to his door one day, hang him up and beat him.

Is it the result of fooling around with Lu Yang every day?

That's not right. Then how come Lu Yang has such a deep connection with the immortals that he can be personally taught by the Immortal Fairy?

Miao Shan blinked and said with a springy face: "How much do you want, little monk?"

"Ten taels of silver."

"Give."

Miao Shan did not hesitate, took out a silver ingot from his sleeve and slapped it on the table.

Shi Chan appraised the authenticity of the silver ingot, then turned around and asked: "Two senior brothers, the female donor has a request, which one of you is willing to donate?"

Meng Jingzhou: "..."

Lu Yang: "..."

This time it was Miaoshan's turn to be stunned: "Wait a minute, isn't it you, young monk?"

Shi Chan clasped his hands together, looked solemn, and said seriously: "Wonderful and kind benefactor, how can a poor monk and a monk do such a thing?"

Miaoshan has a strange expression. Judging from your behavior last night, you don't look like a monk.

"Yesterday's incident at Chunxiang Tower was just a poor monk who failed to withstand the test."

"Then can I not ask for a child?"

"Can."

Shi Chan handed the silver ingot back to Miao Shan.

"In a few days, when the poor monk has saved enough money, he will go to Chunxiang Tower again to hone his state of mind."

Miao Shan's expression improved.

Shi Chan sent away two business items that came to his door one after another. Half an hour later, the third business item arrived.

"Master, can you exorcise evil spirits here?" The middle-aged man came to Shi Chan with a sad look on his face. He seemed troubled at first glance. Deceptive fortune tellers like to deceive such people the most. As long as they say some ambiguous words, the middle-aged man will Those who will be deceived must be sure that the other party is the true master.

"Okay, please ask the donor, do you want to exorcise evil spirits? According to the observation of the poor monk, there are no evil spirits intruding on you, but there is something in your mind, causing panic and sweating."

Shi Zen poured tea. In the teapot was meditation tea refined by Xuankong Temple.

"There is no charge for tea, please drink it."

The middle-aged man drank the tea in one gulp and calmed down.

"It's not me, it's my daughter."

"What's wrong with your daughter?"

"My daughter once went out and met a boy who lived two streets away from our house. From then on, she fell in love with him. She fell in love with him at first sight. She said that this was destined to be a fate and that she loved him with all her heart. "

"I don't agree with this marriage, and she went on a hunger strike. She didn't eat for three days in a row!"

"She used to go on hunger strikes out of temper and couldn't hold on for more than a day. This time she actually lasted for three days. I tried to seduce her with her favorite food, skewers from a barbecue restaurant, but it didn't work!"

"Donor, breaking up a couple is not a good thing. A poor monk would not do such a thing because of money. It is detrimental to merit."

"And examples of love at first sight have existed from ancient times to the present, and they are not rare."

"However, it is inappropriate to go on a hunger strike and cause death. I, a poor monk, can give me some advice."

"That's great."

Shi Chan cleaned up the stalls and the three of them went to the middle-aged man's house together.

On the way to the house, the three of them learned that the middle-aged man's name was Zhong Ming, and his family was in the medicine business. His wife died early, and he raised his daughter alone. The daughter's name was Zhong Qing'er, and the boy's name was Kang. for.

He bought a 300-year-old Ganoderma lucidum in the morning. It happened that the owner of the Ganoderma lucidum was a female monk who was in the Qi training period. He asked the female monk if there was anyone who could solve the problem if his daughter was possessed by evil spirits. The female monk recommended yesterday's medicine. I met Shi Chan in the hotel at night.

"It turns out that Miss Poria introduced me here." Lu Yangxin said, no wonder Zhong Ming asked Shi Chan if he could exorcise evil spirits, without even suspecting that he was a liar.

The house is not small, with three entrances and three exits, and the family also employs several servants.

Zhong Ming led the three of them to Zhong Qing'er's boudoir. On the floor were cold meals and kebabs.

"This is my little girl's boudoir. Well, master, as a monk, can you enter the boudoir?"

"Of course you can." Shi Chan pushed open the door and walked into the boudoir openly.

This is an ordinary boudoir, with a round tea table in the middle, burned out candles, and miscellaneous books. Bronze mirrors, rouge powder, and other items are placed on the walls.

Zhong Qing'er was lying on the bed, her face pale with hunger. When she saw her father coming in with a monk and two unknown people, she said dyingly:

"If I can't be with Kang Lang, then I would rather starve to death!"

"Girl, the poor monk is here to persuade you to eat some food. If you choose to starve to death, the poor monk also provides super service, and the price is more expensive than the advice."

"The poor monk is quite good at salvation. The poor monk worked in the slaughterhouse for more than a year. Countless livestock died in the hands of the poor monk. Those animals were all saved by the poor monk."

Shi Chan took out the big flag again and pointed to the word "transfer" written on the flag to prove that he was not lying.

Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou tried their best to look solemn, like Shi Chan's guardians.

Zhong Qing'er: "..."

"The poor monk is not good at talking, and does not have the eloquence of a Taoist without words, so it is difficult to persuade her successfully. However, the poor monk has Bigu Pill here, which he can force the girl to take."

"If the girl doesn't want to, the poor monk can also throw you out of the house and onto the street. Then no one will care about the girl's safety. The girl will not be able to rely on her family, so she will naturally be willing to eat."

The more Zhong Qing'er listened, the paler her face turned.

Zhong Ming was also shocked. The master looked kind, but his methods were not good at all.

Zhong Qing'er was so frightened by Shi Chan that tears welled up in her eyes. Did her father find a monk or a butcher?

"I-I eat."

She just wanted to scare her father so that he wouldn't go on a hunger strike to death.

“Can I eat the skewers from the BBQ restaurant again?”

"No, the donor has not eaten for three days. Overeating may be life-threatening. The donor should mainly eat light food."

Shi Chan turned to Zhong Ming and said, "Please ask the donor to make a bowl of white porridge."

Zhong Ming was surprised at first. He didn't expect his daughter to agree to eat so quickly. Then he was overjoyed and went out to cook the meal himself.

Not long after, Zhong Qing'er sipped the white porridge with a spoon.

"Thank you, Master. I wonder how much money Master should charge for incense?"

Shi Chan shook his head: "We can't leave yet. Your daughter is indeed possessed by an evil spirit. She has very weak mana fluctuations."

Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou nodded secretly. They also saw this. Zhong Qing'er had obviously been cast under a spell to become like this.

I just don’t know what kind of spell is being cast, or in other words, what kind of spell will make you fall in love with someone?

"She is under the spell of dream." The Immortal Fairy said at a glance the spell cast on Zhong Qing'er.

"Dream Technique?"

"It's a spell that can make people dream. The content of the dream is controlled by the caster. Do you remember my yellow beam pillow? It's similar to that, but it's far less advanced than my pillow."