Lin Qinghe glanced at him, smiled lightly, and said, "Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one not be defeated in a hundred battles." ”

The lights of the mourning hall were very dim, and although Lin Qinghe smiled slightly, under the fluttering shadow of the lamp, it was extremely charming.

The corners of Huang Zhiyuan's lips hooked slightly, gently leaned into her ear, and said, "He'er, you are so beautiful." ”

Lin Qinghe just smiled, and his eyes fell on the body of the Great Zen Master, this Great Zen Master came really too timely.

Because of the suddenness of the incident, the coffin had not yet been built, and Master Zhang Tai was just lying there, covered with a white cloth, but he had already changed into new clothes.

Zen Master Dashan looked at him and said, "Mrs. Zhang, can you describe the situation to the poor monk again?" ”

Mrs. Zhang sighed slightly and said: "At that time, my lord was thanking everyone for coming to celebrate his birthday, but he didn't expect that while he was talking, he suddenly fell headlong and left. ”

The Great Zen Master's face sank like water, and he said, "I'm afraid this matter is not that simple. ”

Mrs. Zhang was slightly surprised and said, "What does Zen Master mean ......"

Dashan Zen Master's eyes were faintly worried, and he said: "According to the observation of the poor monk, between the eyebrows of Master Zhang, there is a black qi, and this black qi does not disperse, which led to the death of Master Zhang. ”

"Ah......h

This sentence not only surprised Mrs. Zhang, but everyone present felt incredible, and for a while, they were all interested, and no one wanted to leave, nor did they feel sleepy.

A woman asked, "Master Dashan, how did Master Zhang die?" ”

There was also an old man in his sixties who asked, "Zen Master, you said that there is black gas between Master Zhang's eyebrows, is that a sign that he is haunted by ghosts?" ”

Another old woman asked, "I heard that the Great Zen Master is the best at driving away evil spirits and driving out ghosts, I wonder if he can exorcise evil spirits for the dead?" ”

"Great Zen Master, since you can exorcise evil spirits and drive out ghosts, will you look at fortune telling?"

"Dashan Zen Master, the eighteenth concubine I just married dislikes me every time for a short time, and I can't satisfy her, can you give me a spirit talisman, I will hang on the bed, and extend the time a little......"

"Dashan Zen Master, my son has married an eight-room concubine, but he doesn't have a son, can the master give me a birth talisman? Let all eight of my son's wives conceive sons, all twins. ”

"Dashan Zen Master, I have been mixed in officialdom for so many years, and now I am still a school captain, can you give me a spirit talisman and let me be promoted immediately."

"Dashan Zen Master, can I make you a tablet for you to use at home, three incense sticks in the morning and evening, you can bless our family to make a fortune safely."

……

was started by such a question, and the people behind them all asked one after another, and the Great Zen Master was a little embarrassed by the enthusiastic crowd.

Or Mrs. Zhang said: "Everyone, the Great Zen Master came to Zhang's Mansion today to exorcise evil spirits in Zhang's Mansion, if you also want to find the Great Zen Master, you have to go to the Lotus Temple to invite you personally, so that you can show your sincerity." ”

Dashan Zen Master shouted a Buddha name: "Amitabha, donors, please be quiet, the poor monk only exorcises evil spirits in Zhang's Mansion today, and does not ask about other things, please forgive me." ”

Mrs. Zhang asked, "Zen master, let's get down to business, how did the old man die?" ”

The Great Zen Master shouted a Buddha call with one palm and said, "According to the experience of the poor monks, he was killed by someone who rushed him. "You have to be sincere."

Dashan Zen Master shouted a Buddha name: "Amitabha, donors, please be quiet, the poor monk only exorcises evil spirits in Zhang's Mansion today, and does not ask about other things, please forgive me." ”

Mrs. Zhang asked, "Zen master, let's get down to business, how did the old man die?" ”

The Great Zen Master shouted a Buddha call with one palm and said, "According to the experience of the poor monks, he was killed by someone who rushed him. ”