"Little donor, do you know where a benefactor named Wei Haoxuan lives in this town?"

"Wei Haoran. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info He's not in this town, I haven't seen him for a long time?" Before the fat monk could finish his words, the young man who was lying lazily on the chair in the small gazebo answered him.

"No, the old man calculated before he came, since Lord Wei came back from Hangzhou two months ago, he has never left this town!

"Is it? Even if he was in this town, he wouldn't see you! He hates you monks and Taoist priests the most!" Seeing that the fat monk did not give up, the young man said, of course, he didn't lie about this sentence, because he was Wei Haoxuan who the fat monk was looking for, in his eyes, monks and Taoists were all cheating under the banner of gods, ghosts and ghosts, so he didn't have much affection for this kind of person, but the fat monk who came out of nowhere actually named himself and wanted to find himself, and he also knew that he had been to Hangzhou, knew that he came back to the town two months ago, and never left, which made him a little interested, and wanted to see what this monk could do to find him。 But when he thought about being arrogant, he didn't show enthusiasm, and he still looked like he was rejecting people thousands of miles away.

"Yes, well, the old man must find him too, because this matter is related to his life and that of his family!" Hearing the young man's words, the fat monk immediately shook his head and sighed, making a gesture of compassion.

"Oh, it's about life, I don't know what it is?" the boy asked, interested.

"That's right, the old man is looking for Wei Shizhu mainly for two things, one is to return what he has lost, and the other is to save his and his brother's lives!" The old monk had obviously seen that the young man in front of him was the person he was looking for, so he told him what he was looking for.

"Something missing. I don't know what the master is referring to. In fact, the boy was more interested in the second thing that the fat monk said, but he asked the first thing first.

"A wisp of soul!" the old monk said in a deep voice, and then stared at the boy to see how he had changed.

"Souls, huh...... Master don't be joking, do you think I look like that lost soul? I can't hide it, I'm Wei Haoxuan that the master is looking for, if the master also wants to come to me to cheat the benefits, please go back!" Hearing the fat monk's words, the young man couldn't help laughing out loud and admitted his identity.

"Some things are not visible on the surface! Does the little donor always feel cold in the past two months? At night, he often wakes up in nightmares and forgets the dreams he has had?" The old monk ignored the young man's ridicule and continued: "I picked up this wisp of the donor's soul on the shore of the West Lake, and the donor must have been to the West Lake before, right? The old fat monk explained seriously.

Listening to the fat monk's words, the young man did not respond immediately, but began a battle between heaven and man, everything the fat monk said really happened to him, and he also saw a similar record in an ancient book that people will have such symptoms when they lose their souls, which makes him have to believe that what the old monk said may be true. And the old monk said that he could save his family, which attracted his attention even more, because since the death of his parents, he and his younger brother depended on each other, but the younger brother suddenly became seriously ill, he was looking for medicine everywhere to no avail, two months ago, he was because he heard that Hangzhou City has a miracle medicine that can treat his younger brother, so he went to get the medicine in danger, but who knew that not only did he not get the medicine, but he almost took his life, and after coming back, he felt that the whole person was wrong.

"Master, can you take a step to speak?" After hesitating for a long time, the young man finally spoke again, and the fat monk nodded heavily, and then followed the young man out of the small pavilion, through the streets and alleys, and finally stopped in front of a dilapidated small tiled house, which was the only thing left by the young man's parents to the two brothers.

The boy took the lead in pushing the door and walked in, the fat monk followed, the house was not big, just entered the door is a small hall, there is a room on each side of the hall, behind the hall, it looks like a kitchen, that's all.

"Master sit!" At this time, the young Wei Haoxuan was already much more polite, and he went to the kitchen and brought a chair and placed it in the middle of the hall.

"No need! Let the old man help the little donor return the soul to its place first! The soul is out of the body, one more moment, and your life will be more dangerous!" said the fat monk with a wave of his hand.

"Then, then there is Master Lao!, but I don't know where my soul is?" Wei Haoxuan no longer doubted anything.

"You sit!" The fat monk motioned for Wei Haoxuan to sit down, and after he sat down, he took out a capital bowl from his sleeve, and the mouth of the capital bowl was sealed by yellow paper.

"This process may be a little painful, but the little donor should endure it!" the old monk reminded softly.

"Don't worry, master, it's hard to say anything else, it's okay to endure the pain!" the young man said with a clear face and full of confidence.

"You close your eyes!"

The young man consciously closed his eyes, and the fat monk put the money bowl on top of his head, and then folded his hands and recited a scripture, after reading the scripture, he stretched out his left index finger and middle finger together against the back of the young man's head, and slowly uncovered the yellow paper on the bowl with his right hand. Then, continue to read the scriptures.

In the sound of the scriptures, the purple bowl began to glow, and after a while, purple gas rose from the bowl. Gradually, more and more purple qi gathered on the top of the young man's head to form an air mass, and the air mass slowly dispersed, turning into seven air currents and injecting into the young man's seven orifices.

As the gas poured into the young man's seven orifices, there were bursts of tingling pain, and the young man's face turned purple, and the young man endured the pain without making any sound. But he knew in his heart that the pain could never stop there, and that there must be greater pain waiting for him, and he was mentally prepared for it.

"Little benefactor, this is just the beginning, but you can hold back!" Sure enough, the fat monk's words proved that the young man's judgment was right, and as soon as the fat monk's voice fell, the pain that had originally gathered in the young man's head began to move downward, and soon the pain spread all over his body. What is even more terrible is that this pain is not the kind of flesh pain, but from every vein of his body, and the pain is indescribable.

The boy clenched his teeth, and there was a clicking sound under the friction of his teeth, and the green tendons on his body burst out, as if they might burst at any moment. At this time, his consciousness was already a little blurred, but he still didn't scream! )