It's my turn to look at the dark bread and I'm stupid, I just saw a spiritual receiver who pretends to be a god and sells the spirit trick without doing his job, which is nothing more than attracting the spirit into the melon, changing something into it like taking something out of the air, that is, doing the opposite, secretly gathering the spirit to a place that the spirit prefers, such as the bread in my mouth. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Therefore, his performance failed, and generally the types of spirits used in this kind of performance belong to the lower level of the spirits.

Like on the leaves, in the grass, or even a piece of tape or something.

But what is this pitch-black thing, does it have anything to do with the unknown spirit that the temple wants to investigate, just as I was about to take a camera to "shoot" it, suddenly these pitch-black colors writhed, separated from the cake, spun rapidly in front of my eyes, and flew away like a gust of wind.

The air leaves an imperceptible smell that is very special in the market - the smell of books.

I watched the black fly straight in the direction of Xilin Temple, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Because I vomited just now and didn't eat enough, I hurried to eat a bowl of wontons and a bowl of noodles, and when I left the old street, I bought a basket of eggs and a brush, and then rushed to Xilin Temple.

Surprisingly, when I ran back to Xilin Temple, the mountain gate was already closed and no longer accepting customers, and the security guard who was sitting at the door also stood outside the door.

"Hello master, why is the door closed?"

"The host has something, I won't open the door today, let's go back."

"But won't I be fine in the morning?"

"Hey~~~~ yes, it's good in the morning, I'm showing people the gate, it's really just looking at the gate." The security guard saw that I didn't plan to leave, and I was still carrying eggs in my hand, "You came to the temple in the morning, why did you come with eggs in the afternoon?" ”

"I bought it when I saw it cheap, hehe~"

"Oh, that's it......" Looking at the locked door of this temple, it is probably going to be useless this time.

Although I am unwilling, it is not easy to break through, and it is a big deal to go back and find a spirit to pretend to be a messenger, and generally no one will come to check whether you are researching correctly. It's common to make mistakes, and I wanted to talk to the security guard again, but he has such a boring job, and I wish someone would take care of him.

But the sudden movement in the room attracted our attention. After hearing the sound of a huge metal to the end, there was a dense collision sound, as if many copper kettle blacksmiths were working together.

The security guard couldn't suppress his curiosity, and after unlocking the door, he gently pushed the door open a crack.

Peeking through the crack in the door towards the temple, it didn't matter if he wasn't curious, a 3 or 40-year-old man was so frightened that his feet went weak and he staggered away.

Looking into the crack in the door, I also saw the same scene, and the scene in the temple could no longer be described in normal words.

But how to say that I am also a person who has seen the world, this little scene...... Lie down! Before I could finish laughing at the security guard in my heart, I was almost pierced through the head by a strange black spirit, I instinctively lowered my head, and a proud word pierced the wooden door of the temple.

The proud character is trying to pull himself out, the font is as black as ink, and the pen peak is vigorous and powerful, but also with the supreme Arhat true meaning, although it is very weak, it can still be refracted by the sun, a layer of faint gold edge.

"Close the door, don't let him run!! I heard someone in the square shouting at me. ”

The situation was urgent, and before I had time to think about it, my body reacted quickly, and when I hadn't pulled out the crazy murder word before I pulled it out, I quickly closed the door and locked it.

But I didn't run away like the security guards, and that's what I'm here for. Since there are already people in there to deal with it, then I will wait at the main gate to prevent any fish from slipping through the net.

"Donor, why are you sitting in front of my temple?"

When I heard the voice of a monk and looked up, it turned out to be a long-winded monk who sold my incense in the morning.

"I............ It's nothing, help the security guard at the door. ”

"Then why did the donor cry?"

"Ahh Ha.. Ha. Ha, I, yes, crying. "Quickly touch the corners of your eyes, I guess I was just scared.

"Oh."

"What are you?"

"It turns out that the donor peed his pants."

I thought it wouldn't be like that, but when I looked down, a basket of eggs had been beaten.

Long-winded monk, your temple is going to blow up, you still care about me. The monk helped me to my feet, and I heard a banging on the door.

Boom!! Boom!!

The whole door frame was shook, and the dust was falling. Seeing that the door was about to be shaken open, the monk held the wooden door with one hand, his eyes slightly closed, and his mouth vibrated with words, like a monk, and his focused expression made me feel a trace of awe.

What kind of spell is this, whether he is a Buddhist or what, if he can learn it, it will be very useful! Gradually, the door stabilized. The monk withdrew his hand and patted the dust on his robe.

"Donor, what's going on in the temple?"

"I ...... I don't know. "Isn't this your house, you ask me.

"Donor, please come back."

If you don't go back, you can't go back, you let me go in and take a few photos and leave. He saw that I had no intention of leaving, and he was worried about the situation in the temple, so he mainly froze at the door with me. Just as the door had been quiet for a moment, suddenly there was a bigger impact, this time even more violent, and the whole ground shook. Boom!!! Boom!!!!

"Holy." It's funny to hear this sentence from the mouth of a monk. He hurriedly put his body against the door, turned around and shouted at me, "Why are you stunned, help me block it together." ”

I also went up, and I saw that the bodies of the two of us also shook together with the door, and my bones hurt from the shock, and it is estimated that the door will not last a few times, and the noise is getting louder and louder.

"Master, you are reciting the scriptures!"

"Huh? What the? ”

"Recite the sutra you just recited." I wondered if I could learn a little bit.

"Oh~~~ Don't shake, don't shake, don't shake, don't shake, don't shake, don't shake"

I wasn't stunned, I was almost stunned by his words.

"Can't hold on! Get out of the way. ”

Seeing that I was about to lose my support, after I jumped open with the monks, the temple door was rushed open by a powerful spiritual energy, and countless words I didn't recognize, big and small, complicated and simple, flew out of it. The sound of swishing in the air was like a sharp sword slashing.

The monk finally couldn't help it, put his hands together, and read the scriptures again, although the sound was in my ears, but I couldn't understand it, if only there was a voice recorder or something, the words that flew out in between, as if they were attracted by magnets, were fixed in the air and couldn't move, although they wanted to desperately break free from the monk's power, but the scriptures became more and more urgent, almost only the tone could be heard, and the specific words could not be heard.

Feelings, this long-winded monk wants to frame me. At the end of the reading, the monk stretched his hands forward, "Take!" ”

All the words flew back to the monk's body in an instant, covering the robe so that it was almost invisible, and the last word "Ba" was heavily pasted on the face, snapping. That's probably what a slap means.

The monk didn't care if I would be scared stupid, so he turned around and ran towards the temple.

The temple is already a scene of chaotic dancing, and the feelings are leaking. Some monks were holding brooms and driving away the words, while others tried to trap them with sacks, but most of them were useless.

These flying words, some of them help each other, and even some of them are written together, which is even more troublesome, and the long one is like the feeling of a black dragon in the sky.

Although the monks could barely control them, as soon as the verbose monk entered the scene, it still played a little role, but after his body was plastered with characters, there was no way to continue.

In the whole square, the action of another person caught my attention, and I closed the temple gate behind me tightly, and the spirit of the province flew out again.

The man stood in front of the lampholder, holding an unlit red incense candle, dressed as an ordinary person, probably not a monk in the temple, he waved it in the air without listening, although he could only occasionally put in one or two words.

But it's still going slowly, and I just don't know when I'll be able to clean up these spirits.

I leaned against the door, and I didn't dare to rush in, what kind of attribute this spirit is, whether it will be dangerous is not clear, seeing that their destructive power is not ordinarily strong, I slowly tried to get close to the periphery, trying to see if I could pick up a few with the camera, but several times to no avail.

Just when the situation was stalemate, the long-winded monk yelled, "Don't mess around, take the prayer wheel!" ”

"What is a prayer wheel? Isn't that something from Tibetan Buddhism? ”

All the monks who heard the words put down their useless tools and ran in the direction of the east hall, and after a while, several monks carried out a copper barrel with a relief pattern, and I couldn't see what it was too far away.

The monks sat down around the bronze wheel and began to chant the scriptures together with the verbose monk.

At the sound of chanting, the words flying around the scene gradually slowed down, as if someone had suddenly pressed the slow play button.

Seeing this, the person with the red candle sped up the speed of collecting the spirit, and then I saw a little clearly, this person is a peer, to steal business?

Under normal circumstances, a case will not be assigned to several spiritual receivers at the same time, and if this is the case, it will be notified in advance.

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