Wang Yang told Lai Lao about the situation on the phone, and asked Lai Lao to help him check the information, what is going on with these seven grievances and spiritual cultivation Dafa. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The Emperor's Classics" is only briefly mentioned, and there is no too detailed description.

The matter is not over, and it is necessary to find the mysterious black robe. Otherwise, the Seven Grievances and Spiritual Cultivation Dafa will continue to harm people.

If this mysterious black-robed man uses the Seven Grievances to raise the ghost spirit too much, many people will suffer at that time.

Whether it is the I Ching Association or the Special Management Office, they have always spared no effort to arrest this kind of evil cultivators, just because the destructive power of evil cultivators is too great.

Wang Yang kept thinking back to the situation when he had fought with the mysterious black-robed man in the air, filtering out all the suspicions.

This guy is not an ordinary cunning, endless means, not like the level that a casual cultivator should have. Could it be that he was born in a famous family or a big family?

Quite possibly! This guy has been carefully covering up the whole process, Wang Yang even feels that he hasn't done his best, this is not all his strength.

Since his debut, he has encountered a lot of dangers, and it is the first time he has encountered something that gave him such a headache.

Xue He called in, saying that he was suspected of being caught in the death of a Pratt & Whitney monk before, and now he has been cleared. Then Lingyun Temple asked them to come over and think of a way together, whether they could summon spirits and overtake the universal monks.

Although Wang Yang and Monk Puhui have never known each other in his life, and the first time he met Monk Puhui was already a corpse, he heard that Monk Puhui had a lot of good deeds during his lifetime, and he was also concerned. After all, the earth soul of the Puhui monk should still be in the ghost raised by the mysterious black-robed man, and I don't know if the soul can be successfully conjured.

In any case, he should also take a trip to do something for the Pratt & Whitney monk.

Lingyun Temple, at the moment, the clouds are gloomy and bleak, and there is a lot of mourning.

More than 20 monks in the temple gathered together to chant sutras for the Puhui monks, and the abbot Master Puci personally entertained them.

Hearing Xue He talk about the six grievances and the Dafa of cultivating spirits, Master Puci also knew that he was afraid that it would be difficult to succeed in this soul conjuring, so he sighed and looked miserable.

Unexpectedly, the Pratt & Whitney monk did good deeds all his life, and he ended up like this, but I am afraid that he will not even be reincarnated.

Sitting in the hall, listening to the bursts of Sanskrit sounds around him, Wang Yang's heart was quiet, and he sat down on a futon and quietly listened to the sound of chanting.

Suddenly, his heart moved, and he thought of the strange tone of the mysterious black-robed man reciting the spell, which was not a problem of accent, but a problem of rhythm and rhyme.

What the other party wants to cover up, I'm afraid this is it.

When reciting mantras, he involuntarily carries the tone of chanting, so he has to cover it up desperately, not wanting people to find out that he is a monk.

He sat quietly, listening to Master Puci discussing things with Xue He, but his mind was immersed in the chanting of the monks.

The voice of a person cannot be changed, or it can be covered up by various means.

At the same time, he was also looking at the facial expressions of each monk, sensing whether the other party had changed their emotions.

He doesn't believe that people with such good psychological qualities can still be calm.

However, nothing was gained after looking around.

He couldn't help but sit down beside Master Puci and asked quietly, "Master, are all the people in your temple here?" Is there anything that is not there? ”

Master Puci was stunned for a moment, "There is one who told me in the morning that he had an urgent matter and went back to his hometown in GX Province." How? But what did you find? ”

He looked nervous, "Could it be related to Pratt & Whitney's death?" ”

Of course, he knew that Wang Yang would not ask this for no reason, obviously he had found some clues.

Wang Yang nodded and said, "Very likely, can you take me to the room where he lives?" ”

Master Puci nodded with a serious expression and took Wang Yang and them out.

As he walked, he also said: "This Huaiyuan monk is a GX person, and he has been coming to our temple for almost ten years. At first, he fainted from hunger at the entrance of the temple and was taken in by me. He worked as a helper in the temple for five or six years. He was a stammerer and couldn't speak well in his recitation, so he didn't usually go out to participate in various rituals, but only stayed inside the temple, so few people outside knew that there was such a person. ”

Wang Yang frowned again, the mysterious black-robed man was very articulate, except that he could be vague when reciting spells, his tone was weird, and his speech was still very normal, wasn't it the same person?

He suppressed the doubts in his heart and followed Monk Puci to the backyard of the temple.

This is the most remote corner of the temple, there are a few pieces of dirt growing vegetables, next to the utility room, there used to be pigs next to it, and a rancid smell came to the nostrils.

There was still the smell of in the air, and there was a chicken shed at the door of Monk Huaiyuan's room, and two chickens were clucking there.

Wang Yang felt quietly, there was a faint breath of last night, and there was no doubt in his heart that this Huaiyuan monk should be the mysterious black-robed man from last night.

Push open the door, the area of the cottage is not large, just about 20 square meters, the inside is also very simple, in addition to the bed, there is only a set of tables and chairs, a wooden cabinet, a wooden box.

The cleaning is very clean, although the smell is not very good, but it seems that this Huaiyuan monk is still a very clean person.

"It should be this Huaiyuan monk, who has a sense of familiarity from last night."

Wang Yang picked up a fallen hair from Monk Huaiyuan's bed, pinched it, shook his head and said.

Wang Yang's expression was still serious, because the doubts in his heart had not diminished at all.

Monk Puci burst into tears, his eyes widened, and he said: "I didn't expect it, I never thought that it was me who hurt Puhui, and I shouldn't have taken Huaiyuan in, but why did Huaiyuan do this." ”

If it weren't for Master Puci's kindness to take Huaiyuan in, maybe there would be no such things now, and there is no good reward for kindness, but in exchange for bad results, no one can accept it.

Monk Huaiyuan's personal clothes are all there, but other things are missing, and the cabinets and boxes are very clean, leaving nothing behind.

Wang Yang carefully scraped a layer of black dirt with his fingers at the bottom of the wooden box, "The Great Five Directions drive away evil spirits!" ”

The black scale suddenly turned into a layer of black powder, and a small ghost head appeared, roared twice, and then quickly annihilated.

A cold and vicious aura made people shudder, and Master Puci hurriedly recited the Buddha name.

"O iniquity! Such an evil demon has been lurking in our Lingyun Temple for ten years, and we haven't found it, it's all our fault! ”

Wang Yang comforted Master Puci and said: "I have fought with him twice in this Huaiyuan, it is not ordinary cunning and insidious, don't mind the master." He was planning to grow vegetables here, presumably with the idea of raising pigs and chickens to accumulate fat, so that he could prepare some vicious prescriptions in his room, or do some evil spells, which could be covered by the rancid smell outside. ”

Xue He sighed, "This demon is too cunning, it's really hard to prevent." Master Puci should not be sad, let's think about how to deal with the aftermath. ”

Wang Yang voiced his doubts, "Before, I found that he recited mantras in a very strange tone, and I guessed that he deliberately changed his tone, so that we could not hear that he often chanted with a unique tone. But Master Puci, you said he was a stammer, and his reciting scriptures was slurred? When I fought him, he was very articulate and spoke very clearly. ”

Master Puci frowned, "This demon is too calm, it seems that he has been pretending to stammer for so many years, but what is his intention in doing this?" ”

Yes, it's okay to pretend for a while, but there's no need to pretend for ten years.

Wang Yang imitated the awkward tone of the mysterious black-robed man when he recited the spell, and Master Puci immediately nodded.

"Yes, that's it, even if he deliberately changed his tone, I can still hear it, and it has the same tone when he recites Buddhist scriptures."

Wang Yang nodded, "It seems that this Huaiyuan monk is indeed the mysterious black-robed man, and besides, he deliberately changed his tone when he fought, not to confuse me, but to have a bigger secret on his body." Or there is a special identity, which causes him to dare not expose his original accent and original tone of speech. ”

I really didn't expect that an answer was revealed, and another bigger mystery surfaced.

Wang Yang said slowly: "The only possibility is that this Huaiyuan is from a famous family. He pretended to stutter, not because he was afraid that people would hear him, but mainly to cover up the characteristic tone of his chanting mantras. I fought with him, and found that his methods are endless, not like a casual cultivator and a small family, it is very likely that a disciple of a famous family defected, and it may be useful to go back and ask the I Ching Association to check. ”

Master Puci clasped his hands together, "Everything is up to Master Wang, I have such a wish, I hope that Puhui can return to the underworld and be reincarnated as a human." ”

Seeing that Master Puci was about to make a big salute, Wang Yang hurriedly hugged him and said seriously: "Master, please rest assured, I will definitely track down Huaiyuan and regain Master Puhui's soul." Good people should be rewarded, and evil people must be punished. ”

Xue He suddenly sighed, "Fortunately, there is Master Wang this time, otherwise I really don't know how things will develop." ”

He was now completely impressed by Wang Yang, and unconsciously began to call Master Wang Yang.

Back in the main hall of the temple, Wang Yang began to lay down the altar formation to see if there was a way to lure back the soul of the Puhui monk through soul conjuring.

This time, the temple thoroughly cleaned up the relics of the Puhui monk, especially the family letters of the Puhui monk, hand-copied Buddhist scriptures, and Buddhist scripture annotations. These are all condensed with the crystallization of the thoughts and minds of the Pratt & Whitney monks, plus the willingness to believe in the Buddha in the temple, there is still a little hope.

Ready to stop, Master Puci and the others sat in a circle around the altar, and when the time came, Wang Yang could use them to use the wishing power of all beings in the temple.

Wang Yang held a cinnabar pen, lit red on the eight yellow talismans, and then burned them.

The Yin Yang Emperor's crown was thrown into the air, "Yin Si is above, today's disciple Wang Yang borrowed the power of the underworld to snatch the souls of innocent and vain good people, and I hope Yin Si will understand!" ”

After speaking, he made another move, "The magic circle is up!" (To be continued.) )