Daguang was so scared that he was incontinent on the spot!

Bai Wenshui was more courageous, grabbed the plate and smashed it at Lin Zhixian, but Lin Zhixian waved his hand, and the plate was smashed!

Seeing this, how dare Bai Wenshui come hard? Frightened, he pushed open the window and jumped out!

When the others saw this, they followed suit and jumped out!

This restaurant is a water restaurant, half on the shore, half on the river! Bai Wenshui's private room is the best private room, surrounded by water on three sides, and the scenery is good. But now it's tragic to jump out of the window, just listen to the sound of plopping and plopping, and several people all jump into the water.

"Master, what now?" asked Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, good will be rewarded with good and evil will be rewarded with evil, it's not that the time has not yet come." ”

Red Boy said, "Is it time now?"

"It's here. Fang Zheng's eyes flickered with cold light, although he could do it during the day, just let the red boy change people's memories afterwards. But is it really good to change other people's memories casually? At least Fang Zheng didn't want to do it when he was not forced to do so. Think about it from another angle, no one wants to be deprived of their memories, right?

Now, the night is dark and the wind is high, and there are no outsiders, so naturally there are no worries.

In the water, Bai Wenshui looked at the darkness all around, but his water nature was very good, and he quickly adapted to it, but in the blur, he seemed to see something swimming in the water, as if he was alone! Although he couldn't see clearly, but thinking about the experience just now, Bai Wenshui was covered in hair, and he didn't dare to look at it, so he quickly swam to the shore.

At this moment, a Buddha horn came from his head: "Amitabha, donor, how much does it cost to save a person?"

Bai Wenshui and the others were stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked up, only to see a white-clothed monk standing in front of the window of the private room where they were eating, with a shiny head, his back to the light, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but this person gave people a sense of peace and light, and the light behind him was like the light of Buddha.

Although he couldn't see his face clearly, Bai Wenshui still recognized Fang Zheng and thought that Fang Zheng was here to chase money, so Bai Wenshui shouted without thinking: "Minimum 100,000! Monk, fair trade, hand over money and hand over corpse, what do you mean by chasing after you like this?"

"Amitabha, since the donor said so, the poor monk naturally can't ask for money anymore. A few donors, go all the way, there are people behind you. Fang Zheng smiled at them.

Bai Wenshui's heart was cold, as if something was pulling his trouser leg!

Bai Wenshui was so frightened that he hurriedly tried his best to swim, he just wanted to go ashore now! However, he soon found that something was wrong, it was clear that the shore was right in front of him, how could he not be able to swim to the shore? After such a long time, he should have already gone ashore!

"Brother Bai, something is wrong!" the black mole man shouted.

Bai Wenshui also found that the situation was wrong, and was yelled at by the sunspot and the man, subconsciously shook his head, and then looked at the river, which is the river!

"No, we're swimming in the wrong direction!" Bai Wenshui shouted.

At this shout, the others also came to their senses, and the bricks looked at it, and sure enough, they all ran to the center of the river!

Seeing this scene, all of them were chilled, and after so many years of scooping up corpses, of course they knew the danger in the water! No matter how good your swimming skills are, people are not fish after all, and if you stay in the water for a long time, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no accidents! Death is often in the next moment!

"Brother Bai, what should we do? The ghost shouted.

"Swim! swim towards the shore! All together, don't be separated!" Bai Wenshui was also cold all over his body, there were more people, and he was more down-to-earth.

Everyone had similar ideas, and they didn't dare to separate, so they followed Bai Wenshui to swim towards the river, at this time, the gloomy sky thundered, and it rained drizzly, and the mood of several people became even more dull and cold.

At this moment, a boat floated in from a distance, and at the same time the voice of chanting sounded: "Nam no Amitaba Night Dota Gadama Night ......"

Everyone subconsciously looked over, only to see a small boat floating, at the bow of the boat, a white-clothed monk holding an oil-paper umbrella, one hand on his chest, a string of Buddhist beads fell between the thumb and index finger, set on the hand. The monk's eyebrows were lowered, and he was reciting the scriptures, his voice was not loud, but it lingered in his ears, and his voice had its own rhythm in the low voice, as if he was talking to the dead......

Next to the monk stood a child wearing a red belly pocket, the child was white and clean, holding a large bag in his hand, and the bag was bulging and he didn't know what it contained. It seems that it is the boy or disciple next to this monk.

On the child's shoulder sat a squirrel, the squirrel also had its paws fit, its mouth opening and closing, and it seemed to be chanting.

"Boat!" the imp exclaimed in surprise.

"It's that stupid monk during the day!" said the ghost.

"Monks shouldn't be afraid of ghosts, right?" muttered the big ghost.

As soon as these words came out, Bai Wenshui's eyes lit up, although he felt that this monk was a little weird, and the time and place every time he appeared was a little strange, but now he couldn't care so much, he just wanted to live! So he was ecstatic, and hurriedly shouted: "Monk, this way! Save us!"

"Help!"

"Help!"

The crowd shouted.

This shout really caught the monk's attention, but the monk did not speak and continued to chant the scriptures. The boy on the side spoke first: "There are many unjust souls in the Yangtze River, and the family teacher recites the "Mantra of Death" today to cross the souls. ”

"Wronged souls?" Hearing the word "wronged souls", as the so-called, being a thief has a weak heart, and everyone couldn't help but shudder.

"You people who have fallen into the water, can you ask for help?" the red boy turned his head to look at them.

"Help me!" Bai Wenshui shouted.

"Save you, one million per person, and don't save a penny. Red Boy said.

"This ...... Where did we get so much money?"

When you die, let your family come over, and you can exchange money for the same money. The red boy said with a smile.

"You ......" Hearing such words, Bai Wenshui and the others' faces were red and white, and at this moment they finally experienced the helpless pain of being able to be saved, but waiting for death......

"If you don't die, you will be punished!" cried the man with a black mole.

"Retribution, what do you think is going to happen to you?" the red boy smiled strangely at the black mole man.

Bai Wenshui, the black mole man, the ghost head and others shuddered at the same time.

"Brother Bai, what should I do?" the ghost asked.

"While you still have the strength, hurry ashore! I haven't seen those things for so long, I guess I didn't follow. Bai Wenshui said in a low voice, if the other party doesn't save him, he can't waste his physical strength.

So Bai Wenshui took these people and began to swim to the shore, but what made him angry was that the monk's boat actually drove in front of them! Although it did not block their way, this feeling made them feel very uncomfortable! Because they had pitted too many people in this way!