Namu took her brother in her arms and looked at the few people lying on the ground with a little fear, still twitching slightly from time to time.

At this time, Zou Hai and Fan Peng walked up the creaking stairs.

"Uncle Zou!

"And big brother, you're here too!"

Namu was pleasantly surprised, she didn't expect that these three kind-hearted people would come at such a critical moment.

Ignoring the people lying on the ground, Zou Hai went straight to Namu's side.

"Are you alright?"

"My brother and I are fine," Namu said, "but my brother is hurt!"

Lying on the mat, Shi asked very weakly, "Shui'er, who are they?"

"Brother, they are uncles who are kind enough to help my brother heal. ”

Stone tried to struggle to sit up, but because the injury was too severe, he finally gave up.

"Thank you, Buddha bless you!"

Wu Jun walked over and asked Namu, "Do you remember that there was an older brother who dyed his hair just now?"

Namu nodded confusedly.

"He asked you to be your guide and promised to pay you. ”

"But...... I didn't bother with him in the end," Namu said, a little worried, "and he didn't get lost afterwards, did he?"

Wu Jun smiled, this little girl is really simple.

"It's all right, he's already home," he said, "and he's asked me to pay you, and now you tell me, do you want a sum of money, or do you want me to help your brother heal?"

Namu blinked her big eyes and looked at her brother lying on the bed.

Finally, he said: "Big brother, please help my brother heal his injuries!"

"Okay," said Wu Jun as he came to the stone mat, "if I heal you now, can you answer some of my questions?"

The stone hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded.

He knew that he was seriously injured, and he could still be conscious, completely relying on his breath to hold on.

But he didn't know how long he would last.

If he dies, there will be no one to take care of his younger siblings.

So instead of some money, he hopes that he can live well and watch his younger siblings grow up.

Wu Jun took out a Heavenly Master Pill.

After eating the Heavenly Master Pill, the stone closed his eyes and rested for a while, his consciousness became more and more clear, his head was no longer dizzy, and the injuries on his body were no longer painful.

He tried to sit up from the mat, touched his already swollen face, and found that it was completely fine.

"Are you a disciple of the Buddha?" the stone asked in surprise, "It's so amazing!"

"Brother, you're really all right!"

"Great, brother, we don't have to be scared anymore!"

Namu and her brother threw themselves into the bosom of the stone and wept profusely.

When their sister and brother were in deep love, Wu Jun and Fan Peng dragged the thugs in the house to the muddy ditch outside.

This place is dark, and you don't have to worry about being seen.

By the time he returned, the stone had regained its calm.

"My lords," said the stone very politely, "thank you for saving your life, and if you have any questions, just ask." ”

"My problem is actually the same as those people just now. ”

Stone's face changed slightly when he heard this.

But in front of him is his savior, and he has promised it just now.

Finally he shook his lips and decided to tell the truth.

In fact, even if he kept it hidden, he couldn't make enough money in his life to buy that house back.

As long as it's not cheap, Piccha that villain.

However, Stone's memory is not very clear, after all, he was only ten years old when his father died.

Many things were told to him intermittently by his mother before she died.

His father listened to a feng shui master and decided to build a house there.

Although the process was tortuous, the house was finally built and the family moved in smoothly.

In a short period of time, because it was a treasure of feng shui, his father's business suddenly became popular, and it was extremely eye-catching.

But his father had a bad habit of gambling.

Bicha took advantage of this, teamed up with some people, and caused his father to lose the family and take the house.

Because of this, the father regretted and blamed himself very much, and chose to commit suicide.

Leaving four orphans and widows, they came to this remote shanty town.

Later, my mother became ill and died soon after.

At that time, in order to treat his mother's illness, Shi went to borrow a lot of money, and later learned that Bicha had asked people to lend it to them.

Bi Cha didn't know how to know that place was a treasure of feng shui, but those haunted rumors made him dare not act rashly. He may have thought that Chen had done something to that house or place before he died.

So for the past two years, he has been trying to force the stone, the secret of the house.

However, Shi made money by punching and kept paying off his debts, so he didn't have much chance to be ruthless.

"Actually, there is not much secret," Shi finally said, "The feng shui master back then only said that if he built a house there, he would make a fortune in business, and he would be promoted if he became an official."

But he advised that it was better to use it as a holiday villa and not to stay for long, otherwise disaster would befall him.

"Maybe my dad was so desperate to make money that he ignored that. ”

After listening to the stone's narration, Wu Jun can be regarded as having a rough outline of what happened back then.

It seems that Bicha bites the house and refuses to let go, it is really possible that he knows that this is a treasure of feng shui.

But he shouldn't be here to get rich, and he won't be for promotion.

Maybe there's something else.

"Rest for now. ”

Wu Jun walked out of the stilted building alone and sat on the stairs outside, returning his consciousness to the sea of knowledge.

Now he was going to take a good look at Bicha's image.

Since ten years ago, he has been looking through little by little, copying all the doubtful details into the Celestial Master's USB flash drive.

He didn't understand their language, so he needed to find a reliable translator once he sorted it out.

In this way, he sat until the east turned white, and then woke up from the cold morning breeze.

Zou Hai and Fan Peng spent the night on the floor, and their eyes were red and bloodshot at this time.

"Master, how's it going?"

"There's a clue, but I still need a translator to help me make sure," Wu Jun said, "This place can't live for the time being, so let them go back to the hotel with us first." ”

......

Back in the hotel, Wu Jun turned on the computer, plugged in the Celestial Master's USB flash drive, and copied out the dozens of images he had intercepted.

Wu Jun didn't want the stone to know too much, so the best translation was Namu.

In fact, Shi usually doesn't call her Namu, but calls her Shui'er, or Chen Shui'er, which is also her nickname.

Some of the images he captured were of Bycha meeting the man behind him, and some of him meeting a monk.

Under Chen Shui'er's patient translation, Wu Jun finally knew the reason why Bicha did not sell the house.

Sure enough, Zou Hai said it.

The monk told Bicha that as long as he was buried in that place after death, he would be reincarnated smoothly without having to go through the endless torments of hell.

More than ninety percent of the people in Thailand believe in Buddhism, and although Bicha is a villain, he still has a deep reverence for the Buddha.

He is not afraid of death, but he is really afraid of going to hell after death, and he will never be able to live beyond life.

But Thailand is Hinayana Buddhism, and the monks do not live in the world, and no one can help him do things after his death, and surpass his evil spirit.

Now that there is a feng shui treasure that can exempt him from this punishment, how can he let go so easily?

That's probably his only weakness.

And he hadn't lied before, if he unfortunately died, all his possessions would go to the man behind him.

Wu Jun was glad that he did not act rashly and caused more trouble.

But now that he knows his weaknesses, it's easy to do.

Bicha believes in Buddha, then give him a true Buddha!

So he immediately contacted the old monk Jinglin, hoping that his old man could come to Thailand for a tour.

However, the old monk was old, and Wu Jun was worried that something would happen to him on the road, so he asked Fang Heng to accompany him.

A few days later, Wu Jun met the old monk Jinglin again at the airport.

I haven't seen him for half a year, and the old monk is in good spirits again.

As the saying goes, people rely on clothes, and Buddhas rely on gold.

Before leaving, Wu Jun asked Fang Heng to help him buy a gold-silk robe and a gold-plated Zen staff.

Under the sunlight, the golden light sparkled, and the Dharma seemed boundless, and many people at the airport were watching him from afar.

"Master Jinglin, you're finally here. ”

Old monk: "Donor, Savadika no!"

Wu Jun: ......

"Yes, I've learned all the local languages!"

The old monk Jinglin silently took out his mobile phone and gently clicked on a software: "If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools, since you are here to save people, the old monk must naturally be prepared." It's an instant translation software that, of course, comes with a fee. ”

Wu Jun: ...... Old monk, you play with your mobile phone better than me!

I knew that there was such a good software, and he was looking for a translator.

"Master," Fang Heng carried a large travel bag full of Heavenly Master vegetables, "Those crabs you raised have grown up, fierce and fierce, I have to feed two or three hundred catties of small fish every day, they are not enough to eat." ”

"I'll talk about the crab later," Wu Jun took out a cucumber from his bag and took a bite, not to mention that he hadn't eaten it for a long time, and he missed it, "How about Da Hei and Jasmine?"

"It's all good, I'll send Sister Xiaoyu there. ”

"Yes, this time I will have a good time for a few days. ”

"Thank you, Master!" Fang Heng was going abroad for the first time in his life, and he was inevitably a little excited.

On the way back to Pattaya, Wu Jun briefly briefed the old monk on the situation of Bicha.

"Master, is there any way for such a person to make him become a Buddha on the spot?"

"Amitabha," the old monk looked grim, "There is only one way to become a Buddha if you want a bully." ”

Wu Jun's eyes lit up, and he quickly asked, "What's the way?"

"You chopped him up with a knife. ”

Wu Jun: ...... Old monk, you're getting skinny!

"Just kidding," said the old monk with a smile, "it is impossible for anyone's heart to change in a single thought, at least not yet." So whether this thing will succeed or not depends on fate. ”

Wu Jun nodded.

However, he felt that he could still use some auxiliary means and special effects to increase the chances of success.