Within one day, two visits to Hongde Temple, Xiang Fei was already a regular customer.

This time, he didn't ask anyone, and after parking the car, he went directly to the meditation room of Abbot Huixin.

"What's the matter with Lord Xiang?" Abbot Huixin asked puzzled after seeing Xiang Fei, even if he had to deal with the mechanism of the wishing pool, he was too anxious.

"Where did the wooden fish go?" Xiang Fei glanced at the incense table next to him, but did not see the wooden fish, and hurriedly asked.

"Hehe, does Master Xiang still want to go back?" said Abbot Huixin with a slight smile.

At this time, he saw that Xiang Fei was not here for the Wishing Fountain, he had calmed down the restlessness in his heart, and tried his best to make his heart like water, and there was nothing outside his heart.

"No, I'm worried that the wooden fish is weird and afraid of trouble, and of course, I also hope that my worries are unnecessary. Xiang Fei said in a deep voice.

Hearing Xiang Fei say so solemnly, Abbot Huixin hurriedly said: "The wooden fish was borrowed by Zhiming's nephew, and he said that he wanted to study the material of the wooden fish. ”

"Where does Master Zhiming live?" Xiang Fei asked.

Abbot Huixin was afraid that something would happen, so he hesitated for a moment and said, "The poor monk will take you there." ”

After speaking, Abbot Huixin walked out of the meditation room first, and Xiang Fei silently followed behind him.

However, out of professional habits, Xiang Fei still recited the spell silently and tried to summon the Tomb Realm.

There was no reaction, it seems that in the place of Buddhism's cultivation, ordinary lonely ghosts and night ghosts will not take the initiative to disturb if they are afraid.

After following Abbot Huixin to the meditation room of Monk Zhiming, for the sake of safety, Xiang Fei continued to summon the Tomb Realm, which was an unintentional move, but after seeing this Tomb Realm that suddenly appeared, he suddenly "chuckled" in his heart.

Because, he saw that there was a familiar soul in the tomb world, it was none other than the monk Zhiming who had dealt with him before.

In other words, he has only left this moment of kung fu, and Monk Zhiming has died.

After Monk Zhiming felt Xiang Fei's special identity, he was slightly stunned, and hurriedly waved at Xiang Fei eagerly in the tomb realm.

"Master, wait a minute, I'll come as soon as I go. Seeing this, Xiang Fei hurriedly stabilized Abbot Huixin and did not let him push the door open.

Abbot Huixin was a little surprised, it was Xiang Fei who was going to come to find Zhiming before, but when he arrived at the door now, why didn't he go in again?

Xiang Fei was about to explain, but at this moment, the door squeaked and was opened from the inside.

"Uncle Abbot, is there anything wrong?" Monk Zhiming asked respectfully, and while asking, he saw Xiang Fei and saluted him.

"Master Xiang has something to look for you, is Muyu still there?" asked Abbot Huixin.

"Yes, please inside, but I haven't figured out the exact material for it yet. Monk Zhiming said.

"No defense!" Abbot Huixin finished speaking, and was about to enter the house, when he suddenly received an urgent call, so he had to say hello to Xiang Fei and left in a hurry.

Xiang Fei didn't stay, and walked into the meditation room of Monk Zhiming generously.

"Master Xiang, can you see the material of the wooden fish?" asked Monk Zhiming kindly.

"Don't you know what your own wooden fish is made of?

Xiang Fei sneered.

What does Master Xiang mean by this, the poor monk doesn't understand. Monk Zhiming said with a blank expression.

"Hmph, stop acting, you can fool others, but you can't fool me, old ghost Yuantong!" Xiang Fei said unceremoniously.

Hearing this, Monk Zhiming was slightly stunned and said, "Don't talk nonsense, the poor monk is Zhiming, how can it be someone else." ”

"Okay, then I'll tell you the truth, there is still a Yuantong monk in Muyu, where has he gone now?"

"The poor monk doesn't know. Monk Zhiming said.

"You can do such a thing as resurrecting the soul from the corpse, no wonder you don't want to be a monk in your next life, you are not qualified to be a human being with your virtue!" Xiang Fei sneered.

After listening to Xiang Fei's words, Monk Zhiming's face sank, and he said: "If the donor speaks wildly and insults wantonly, the little monk will also have a temper." ”

"Oh, then I want to see what other powerful methods you have, old ghost. Xiang Fei said disapprehantly.

"If there is nothing else, the donor should please go back!" Monk Zhiming's face was very ugly, cloudy for a while, sunny for a while, and he held back for a while before he gave him an eviction order.

"Don't, if I go back now, who will redress Monk Zhiming's real grievances?" Xiang Fei said.

"The donor is talking nonsense, I'm afraid I'm not crazy, right?" said the monk Zhiming.

"Haha, if you don't have a ghost in your heart, do you dare to let me slap on my body?" Xiang Fei said.

"Why don't you dare?" Monk Zhiming replied without hesitation.

"Okay!" Xiang Fei raised his eyes and looked at the Zhiming monk in the tomb realm, it was clearly his soul, and the soul in this body must be an old ghost of Yuantong, and it couldn't stand his shooting.

In order to prove his innocence, Monk Zhiming also fought hard, and he stood there quietly and let go of all his guards.

"Smack!" After Xiang Fei walked over, he unceremoniously slapped the other party's body, using the right palm specially used to fight ghosts.

However, after a palm, Monk Zhiming still stood there quietly, without the slightest pain or fear on his face.

"This is not scientific!" If it was a living soul that had just been taken away, it would definitely not be able to resist his own soul destroying palm.

After the blow failed, Xiang Fei saw that the other party did not avoid it, and unceremoniously slapped several palms on Monk Zhiming's body one after another, each palm was powerful and heavy, leaving no effort.

"Poof......" After Monk Zhiming was repeatedly attacked by Xiang Fei's iron palm, he finally couldn't stand it anymore and spurted out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

"Is the donor going to shoot the little monk to death?" This time, Monk Zhiming didn't dare to stand in place and be beaten passively, so he quickly stepped aside and looked at Xiang Fei with a wary face.

"No, you are obviously an old ghost of Yuantong, how can you not react?" Xiang Fei stared at Monk Zhiming left and right, and asked without giving up.

"Who is the old ghost of Yuantong?" Monk Zhiming asked with a flickering gaze and a puzzled look.

"The monk in the wooden fish, you eavesdropped on the door before, you should know, right?" Xiang Fei said, he was still a little unsure.

Could it be that the old ghost of Yuantong did not take it

But who is this guy in the tomb who looks exactly like Zhiming?

Thinking of this, Xiang Fei stared at Zhiming a few more times, but couldn't see any clues, so he had to say hello to him, say a few words of apology, and say goodbye.

After leaving the house and leaving the sight of Monk Zhiming, Xiang Fei did not really leave, but immediately entered Zhiming's tomb without hesitation.

"My lord, that is indeed Jiming. As soon as Xiang Fei entered the tomb realm, the soul inside who looked like Monk Zhiming immediately said.

"Then who are you?" Xiang Fei asked with a red face when he heard this.

"I'm his twin brother Zhida. The soul in the tomb said faintly.

"It turned out to be twins, so why are you here?" Xiang Fei thought of his black hand against Zhiming outside just now, and he was a little embarrassed, and his stereotypical thinking killed people.

"Three years ago, my brother's liver had a problem, his life was on the verge of death, I rushed to the hospital, suddenly had a car accident, died unexpectedly, my parents had to make a painful decision, my liver was replaced by him, maybe because he had my organs in his body, so, after I died, I couldn't rest assured of my family, and I couldn't rest assured of him, so I kept following like this. Zhida said casually.

"Okay, then what did you do when I entered the door and waved at me desperately?" Xiang Fei asked.

"I saw what the adult did just now, your worries are not superfluous, the old ghost monk in the wooden fish, there is indeed a problem, before the arrival of the adult, he has tried to confuse his brother with Zen sound, and wants to take advantage of this, but he didn't know my existence, and was secretly interfered with by me, so he didn't succeed, and then he heard the adult's voice, and he shrank directly into the wooden fish. Zhida said.

"It's so dangerous!" Xiang Fei listened, and he also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, if he was one step late, maybe Monk Zhiming would not be as simple as spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood.

(End of chapter)