"These paintings are all painted by Chen Shizhu?" Finally, the monk didn't say a word when he saw my brows twitching, and then changed the subject. How good is this, it doesn't hurt the peace.

"It's Lao Tzu...... I painted it, and the master also knows about oil painting? ”

"I don't understand, but I think the theme of the underworld drawn by Chen Shizhu is a bit ...... Did you draw it after you went to Hades? "Why doesn't this monk play cards according to the routine? Shouldn't we be touted and then call each other? After learning that this was what I had painted before, the monk pondered:

"No wonder, the Buddha talks about fate; Ghosts also talk about fate. The position of ghost has long been determined. ”

"What yuan? From 2000 yuan, the order will give you a discount. "I can't stand the god's chatter anymore, and the golden light on his head is a little dazzling. Who knew that when he walked around the corner and saw the ghost gate and the portrait of black and white impermanence and Meng Po hanging on it, he was surprised:

"This ...... There is a ghost on this painting, and it is blessed with the seal of the underworld; It's a yin and yang path! "But what can you do with me?" I was startled by this startling force. "Go report me? Come and beat me up? ”

"You ......" The monk saw me like this, and he was no longer unfazed, and he ran out of words for a while. He also seemed to realize his gaffe, collected his expression and said:

"Amitabha, I only knew that Chen Shizhu was a living yin, but I didn't know that Chen Shizhu was actually a Dharma Hall. Presumably, the donor is not an ordinary yin. ”

"Yo? The monk reacted very quickly. Set almost? The set is almost 2000 pieces. "I want to talk again, so naturally I can't give a good face.

"Master Chen, why don't you open the skylight and say something bright now? It's no good for either of us to continue to gag like this. Seeing this, the monk shook his head helplessly and continued:

"Master Chen's uncultivated Dharma Body has already received this official position, and I think it is a gift from the underworld. But the living have an impact on this term. It's better to go to the temple with the poor monk and get rid of the ghost on his body. At that time, entering the temple and the lay people all looked at the wishes of the donor. It is also regarded as a good cause for the little monk. ”

"Look, everyone is a person who carries performance, don't say it so gloriously." With that, I walked to the door and lowered the roller shutter door, and looked back at the monk with a puzzled face:

"Who told you I don't have a Dharmakaya?" After that, I recited a mantra in my heart. The whole store is filled with a strong ghost atmosphere, and there is a steady stream of ghost energy pouring out of the painting "Ghost Gate".

The monk was startled and began to chant the scriptures. The golden light above his head enveloped him so that he would not be eroded by the ghostly energy. He looked at me nervously, afraid that I would make a move.

"When I hit you in the door, I saw the Buddha's light above your head. You're not done talking, Buddha wants to cross me? Why didn't my family come out when they died in the earthquake? Where was the Buddha at the time of the fire the other day? At this time, you jumped out to cut the ribbon? Believe it or not, Lao Tzu will give you a physical excess today? ”

After saying that, I condensed the mourning stick. Actually, I didn't really want to hit it, this thing must have something wrong with a living person. When the monk saw this, he immediately panicked:

"Master Chen, calm down, calm down! Harmony is precious............"

"Your sister, you attract ghosts, Lao Tzu is a bad guy; Faded from the ghost, Lao Tzu is a mortal. I haven't said a word since I came in. What are you going to do? I couldn't help but interrupt the monk, and I also began to restrain my ghostly spirit, and the shop returned to normal.

"That's a poor monk, and he took his leave."

"Stop, it's not easy to make a trip, and the fare still has to be paid." After saying that, I took five hundred from my wallet and handed it to him. The monk didn't answer for a while, and after reacting, he hurriedly grabbed his wallet and stuffed it back:

"Master Chen, by all means. How can a poor monk receive this money? ”

I stopped him with one hand and held my wallet up with the other. After a while, I had a lot of strength in my hands, and while the monk was stunned, I quickly packed the money into my pocket. Take out the phone and dial:

"Hey? Police station? I came here with a monk who blackmailed me for 500 yuan and didn't want to leave, and he wanted to rob my wallet if he was too little...... Yes, yes, he said he was a serious monk...... Now I've locked him in the store............ No, no, no hurt, it's just money............ Oh, well. My address is the Painting Gallery on the corner of Pak Sha Road............ Uh-huh, okay. Please come and save me, police! "There is surveillance in my store, but I can only take pictures anyway, not record them; When the police came, they only saw me handing him the money, and then he came to grab my money. As for my summoning of ghosts, this camera can't record it. As long as you bite the bullet, this monk will be able to lie to me in the name of fortune-telling. At most, I was educated by the police, "I'm not old, why are I so superstitious?" "That's it.

Looking back at the monk whose jaw was about to drop on the ground, I could only go back to the counter and continue to play with the computer:

"Huh? Master, do you want to listen to the song? I'll show you. ”

"I ...... You...... Good, good, good......"