Get out of the police station and stretch. It was impossible for anything to happen, and the monk was a serious monk in the White Horse Temple. In the end, it was a misunderstanding, and the police mediated; I didn't even make a transcript.

Looking at the monk's unhappy face, I smiled and passed:

"Master, it's time for dinner. Let's go eat one? ”

"Eat your head, you little slippery head! The poor monk also believed your nonsense. Your goods in the underworld are full of nonsense!! "When the monk saw my hippie smiling face, he was anxious. Looking at the back of the monk, I shouted:

"The master comes often."

The monk's back staggered, and he walked straight away with a sigh.

Anyway, I wasn't afraid of the unpleasantness of their temple, so I went back to the store leisurely by myself. learned from the monk's mouth that the village was due to heavenly punishment, and his heart was also a lot easier.

When I went back to the store to tidy up, I had to continue to open the store. As soon as I returned to the store, I saw a few monks coming over, led by the monk from the White Horse Temple before; It seems that the person who came was not good. This one doesn't seem to be able to run away.

"Amitabha, there are so many ghosts in a small shop, and the donor's hand is really clever under the lamp." An old monk who looked to be sixty or seventy years old spoke, and the monk of the White Horse Temple looked very uncomfortable looking for a backer in the back. "The poor monk heard that there was some unhappiness between the senior brother and the donor, and he came to pay a visit, but he didn't expect the donor to be angry......"

"Okay, okay, okay, what's the matter? You're going to help him out, aren't you? "What year is it? I couldn't help but interrupt him.

The old monk smiled slightly: "No, the poor monk is a monk of the local Qiupu Temple." I smell that there is a living yin in the underworld, but I don't want to be in this city. It stands to reason that this matter is not under the control of the poor monks, but there is an additional yin and yang road in the city, and the poor monks naturally want to come over to take a look. ”

"Oh, let's see." I lay on the counter and said lazily.

"Senior brother, I will say that Master Chen is a stingy disciple in the market. We suppressed these ghosts, and we could return to the Pure Land. "Net one took the cavity.

I'll go, it's going to be bad for him. Want to get your hands dirty in my store? These ghosts didn't recruit anyone to provoke anyone, and they went to the underworld to report through the yin and yang road in my store, this grandson is good, and he will be suppressed when he comes up.

"You dare, try one? I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of this door. Will you call someone? I have a ghost in my store, how come I don't know? I don't care if you monks catch ghosts, and what you do in my shop will affect Lao Tzu's business. Don't blame me for being unkind. With that, I made up a short line and sent it out, then turned out of the counter and pulled out a flaking stick in my hand.

"Senior brother, look, he even took out the magic weapon. The little monk had no choice but to meet him. As he spoke, Jingyi stepped forward, his hands glowing with golden light.

"Senior Brother Jingyi, that's ......" Before the old monk finished speaking, Jingyi was stunned by my stick.

"Will it meet me? Come to the meeting, chant sutras, and chant Buddha. Your name is Mao, you speak. "I kept beating the pure monk. Until the old monk stretched out his hand to stop it:

"Master Chen, are you so ruthless?"

Jingyi on the ground rubbed his arm and stood up with difficulty, looked at me, and then looked at the slinger in my hand: "Isn't it condensed?" Senior brother, I have long said that he is a little slippery. He had condensed the mourning stick before. ”

With so many people here, how could I use the ghost qi condensation magic weapon to fight? And I have surveillance in the store, which is a legal defense for me. The stick has been thrown on the counter, just for fear of encountering some indiscriminate people to make trouble. As a result, the first time it was not a thief, but a monk.

"Master Chen, we have no intention of offending. You don't need to pretend to be a mortal, as soon as you arrive at your door, the poor monk will know your identity. As long as the yin spirit does not harm people, the poor monk will never stop it. The old monk spoke quite politely, but then the old monk's eyes suddenly became cold:

"But if the ghost hurts people, don't say it wants to suppress it; I'm afraid that even Lord Chen will not be able to protect himself. ”

Is this threatening me? As soon as something happens, I'm going to put a basin on my head, and the dishonest soul is going to the sea, why don't you go to Hades to settle accounts? I'm a piece of. These old rivers and lakes sound reasonable and well-founded at first glance, and they also justify the future troubles. Seeing that they were leaving, I hurried to the door to block their way:

"Master, make it clear. I'm just a shopkeeper, and now you're going to let me catch the thief? My little shop has been harassed by you, how can I care about the ghosts. Originally, the well water did not interfere with the river water, so it is difficult to say that I have to pay for the incense when I go to burn incense. Now you bring a group of monks to me to make trouble, and you can leave? Am I a monk in your monastery? Or are you my boss? If you don't leave something behind, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of this door. ”

"What do you want?" Jing Yi saw this posture and immediately stood up; After all, he was just called to the bureau by me.

"Do you think I'm like that kind of good man and woman? In less than a day, you came to my store twice to look for trouble. Since you can't give me an explanation, then I'll give you an explanation: lose money! ”

"Amitabha, Master Chen, don't go too far, these people around you today are all monks of this temple, and the poor monks want to leave, you really can't stop it." The old monk said fearlessly.

"Brother Rui, are you just a few bald heads?" I heard someone shouting outside the door, and turned my head to see that it was me who sent Zhang Weidong, this guy didn't like school very much since he was a child, and he dropped out of high school and mixed in society. I just texted him that someone was making trouble in my store and asked him to come over and help. As a result, he also brought more than a dozen people and drove a few cars.

The monks' faces also changed suddenly when they saw this, such a group of monks and social buddies are not good-looking together, and they may not win.

"Brother Dong, just a few grandchildren, they are all here for the second time today. How can this store be opened? "When I saw the helper coming, I hurriedly complained.

Seeing this, more than a dozen people at the door pushed the monks into the store half-pushed and half-pushed, and then dropped the roller shutter door.