When Gu Yaopan and Tao Mengchu arrived in Zhengzhou, it was close to zero o'clock, and the person in charge of the local special affairs department in Zhengzhou came to pick up Zheng Minda, a middle-aged man in his forties, with a yellow complexion, although his figure looked quite strong, his face always made people feel sickly.

Seeing the ages of Gu Yaopan and Tao Mengchu, Zheng Minda frowned slightly. However, after being in this industry for a long time, he knows more or less the truth that people can't look good, and he doesn't show too much suspicion of the two.

The three of them introduced themselves to each other, and then stopped being verbose and got into the car driven by Zheng Minda.

Gu Yaopan and Tao Mengchu only had time to eat a few breads to carry their hunger, and two cups of hot coffee were in their stomachs, but they arrived at an inconspicuous small courtyard in half an hour, the camphor tree at the gate of the small courtyard returned to green, and the leaf buds on the branches under the street lamp were in full bloom.

"What kind of place is this?" In order not to disturb Zheng Minda's driving along the way, Tao Mengchu and the two did not ask, and only then did they ask when the car stopped.

"Come in with me, and let you two meet you first. Zheng Minda put out the fire on the ground, pulled out the car keys, and walked in front of the two and said.

"Tuk tuk tuk" three soft sounds. The door of the small courtyard opened, and a little old lady in a cardigan was standing by the door, until she saw Zheng Minda's face clearly, and her original vigilant look was replaced by a kind smile.

"These are my two colleagues, this is Gu Yaopan and this Tao Mengchu. Zheng Minda introduced to the old lady, then turned his head to Gu Yaopan and said, "This is Mrs. Zhu!"

"Hello, come in!" Old Lady Zhu nodded at the three of them and stepped out of the way.

Gu Yaopan looked at Zheng Minda, who was in the lead, glanced at Tao Mengchu, and only hesitated for a moment before following. Rong Wengui said before he came that Zheng Minda knew better about the situation in Zhengzhou, and it would not be wrong to listen to him.

The lights were bright in the side room of the small courtyard at this time, and there was a motionless person lying on a single bed against the wall, and a little old man on the side was frowning and pressing the person's pulse, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was carefully perceiving the change in the pulse.

Hearing the sound of the three people entering the door, the little old man turned his head to look at the three of them, and then withdrew his hand that was pressed on the vein, and put the man's hand back under the quilt.

"Mr. Zhu, how is it?" Zheng Minda looked at the face of the person on the bed, and turned to the little old man to ask.

The old man shook his head and looked at Gu Yaopan and Tao Mengchu beside Zheng Minda.

"Oh! These are my two colleagues, Gu Yaopan and Tao Mengchu. Zheng Minda introduced the three of them again, and looked at Mr. Zhu's expression with some hope.

"I've done my best, this man sent it too late, and now there is still a breath of air, but I am afraid that in another moment or three, the breath will be gone. Mr. Zhu looked at Zheng Minda, hesitated for a while, and said:

"Xiao Zheng, you're just afraid that you have to contact Shaomuro Mountain as soon as possible!"

Listening to Mr. Zhu's words, Gu Yaopan and Tao Mengchu noticed that the person lying motionless on the bed was actually a monk, and combined with Rong Wengui's previous explanation, the identity of the person in front of them was about to come out. I just don't know why it's here, and it's still like this.

"I know, don't worry, old man, I've already informed the Zen sect, but I don't know why, their people haven't arrived yet. Zheng Minda replied, but also a little worried.

The news spread early in the morning, but no one from Zen Buddhism has come to this day, which is not quite right.

When Mr. Zhu heard Zheng Minda say this, he nodded, didn't ask any more, said hello to Gu Yaopan and Tao Mengchu, and retreated by himself, leaving the space for the three of them.

Gu Yaopan and Tao Mengchu approached the side of the bed and looked at the big monk lying still on the bed together. This is a sturdy middle-aged man, who should be about the same age as Zheng Minda, and I don't know how long he has been lying here, and his face has shown a dead ash.

"When did you find him?" Gu Yaopan frowned and looked at it for a moment, then turned to Zheng Minda and asked.

"Yesterday at two o'clock in the morning. Zheng Minda said, while rubbing his eyebrows, not being able to rest well for two weeks in a row made his spirit a little tired.

In fact, he had already received an abnormal report two weeks ago, but all along, because of the existence of Zen Buddhism, many times, without waiting for the special affairs to deal with it, Zen Buddhism has solved most of the troubles, like this time, there are actually disciples of Zen Buddhism who died, it is really the first time.

Therefore, he wisely chose to report the matter to Rong Wengui's desk as soon as possible, and at the same time notified Shaomuroshan. Sure enough, just a few hours later, someone from the capital came over to deal with this matter, although these two people looked unusually young. It's just that why Zen Buddhism reacted so slowly made it a little difficult for him to understand.

"Use the Soul Searching Talisman!" Gu Yaopan said to Tao Mengchu.

This Zen disciple is obviously out of life, and the hanging breath is just the last little bit of unwillingness, at this time, with the soul search talisman, maybe there can be a little bit of gain.

Tao Mengchu took out a yellow talisman from his backpack, stood in front of him with his right hand and pointed in front of him, muttered twice in his mouth, and as soon as the words fell, the yellow talisman burned in response, like a firefly without direction, and then fell to the ground silently, turning into a pile of ashes.

"No soul!" Zheng Minda frowned and took a slight breath.

"Amitabha!"

Just when the three of them looked at each other, a Buddha horn suddenly came from outside the door of the small courtyard, as if ringing in the ears of the three people, low and clear, like a dusk drum and morning bell, vibrating in the sky above the small courtyard.

"Master Zheng, the little monk is late, I don't know where my fellow monk is now?"

A deep male voice sounded in the small courtyard in an instant, and when the three of them went out, they saw Old Lady Zhu closing the courtyard door behind a young monk.

"Master, please!" Zheng Minda first bowed to the young monk, and then stretched out his right hand sideways towards the room behind him.

The young monk bowed slightly to the three of them, stepped into the door in three or two steps, his eyes lingered for a moment as he swept the ashes on the ground, and immediately folded his hands and bent down at the monk on the bed.

"We just tried, and the master's soul is gone. ”

Tao Mengchu sensitively sensed the monk's gaze, and although he was a little embarrassed, he still spoke.

The soul search talisman is a taboo and taboo, and it is not allowed to be used on people who are sane and clear, but now the situation of this monk is obviously not among them, but since ancient times, the monks and Taos are incompatible, and Tao Mengchu said more to avoid misunderstanding.

The young monk's face looked a little surprised, and then he was gloomy, obviously not expecting that the matter would be so serious.

In the eyes of cultivators, death is not terrible, it is just another rebirth after the six realms of reincarnation, and the soul is obviously not among the new rebirths.