The next day, the temple was lively, and there were more people who came to the temple to watch and play than on the first day of the new year.

I don't know who leaked the news, saying that the host is going to do things today to surpass the soul, this exciting news instantly spread in the mouths of many good men and women, and even some people who don't believe in Buddhism also came to Guanyin Temple with the mood of watching the excitement, and the originally wide square instantly seemed narrow.

Qi Lu stood around the stone steps and looked at the crowd in front of the Guanyin Palace, and the pilgrims were undulating like waves, focusing on the newly built altar and hugging. Qi Lu looked back at Lao Wu in amazement, and said in surprise: "My mother, why are there so many people?" ”

Lao Wu's face changed from the drunken and hazy expression in the past, and he said with a serious expression: "It's not!" Wutong must be full of confidence, and he is not afraid that failure in the Dharma will ruin his reputation. ”

Master Wutong stood in front of the altar, he was full of heaven, because he was a head taller than ordinary people, he saw Qi Lu and the three of them at a glance, and hurriedly called the monks around him to invite Qi Lu and others to sit on the VIP seat behind the altar.

Jiang Wenhao had already sat in the VIP seat, and after Qi Lu came forward to greet him, he asked, "Why are you alone, Boss Lin didn't come?" ”

"Lao Lin Company can't leave because of something, so let me come to observe the Dharma on his behalf."

Although Jiang Wenhao pretended not to be interested in the Fa, Qi Lu still noticed that he was nervous, and knew that he was concerned about Lin Fang's ghost, so he patted him on the shoulder and said, "Professor, people can't be resurrected after death, and if Master Wutong can surpass Lin Fang, it will also be a good thing for her." ”

Jiang Wenhao sighed, stretched out his hand and held Qi Lu's hand tightly, Qi Lu felt sweat in his hands, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart.

Qi Lu didn't know how to comfort Jiang Wenhao, so he had to say a few innocuous words, and then returned to Lao Wu and sat down and waited for Wutong to preside over the ritual of transcending the undead.

"Nothing special, I thought Wutong was going to play some new tricks." Lao Wu pointed to the altar and muttered to Qi Lu.

Qi Lu opened his eyes and saw that there were offerings such as flowers and fruits in front of the altar, and incense lamps were lit one after another, and there were also cigarette smoke curling on the incense burner in the center, and several monks had sat cross-legged on the futon, knocking on the wooden fish and chanting the Amitabha Dharma number of Nan Wu Nian.

"Well, this is indeed a common Buddhist transcendent practice." Qi Lu chuckled and said, "But it's still a little special." ”

Lao Wu asked in surprise: "What's so special?" ”

"What do you see in front of the altar?"

After being reminded by Qi Lu, Lao Wu found that there was a wooden box less than a foot square in the center of the altar, on which was pasted with a yellow mounted paper full of Sanskrit.

"What's strange, what's the use of Master Wutong putting a box?" Ding Xiaolan also saw it, and also felt strange.

Qi Lu and Lao Wu looked at each other and did not make a sound, but he clearly knew in his heart that although the rituals of Buddhism and Taoism were slightly different, according to the rules of Buddhism, if the auspicious position in front of the altar was not a Buddha statue after the altar was set up, it would be the ashes of the deceased, a posthumous photo or a utensils used during his lifetime, and an unrelated wooden box would never be placed.

Lao Wu hesitated for a moment and said, "Could it be that the box contains Lin Fang's ashes?" ”

"Impossible, Lin Fang's head was treasured by me, and the bones were cremated by the police, and we don't know where it was buried."

Ding Xiaolan said assummatically: "Could it be that Master Wutong or Lin Bo asked Liu Chenfei for help and dug up the ashes to do things?" ”

Qi Lu said coldly: "Is it so easy, without the consent of the deceased's family, the people in the cemetery will allow them to do this?" Besides, the police haven't found out that the headless skeleton is Lin Fang. ”

Ding Xiaolan was silent, after all, she had worked in the Laojie funeral home for several years, and she knew these rules very well.

"There's a strange place." After Qi Lu finished speaking, he pointed up with his hand and the scorching sun hanging high in the sky.

"What does this have to do with the sun?" Ding Xiaolan asked puzzledly: "Don't tell me that there will be a solar eclipse later." ”

"Hehe, Xiaoding, where do you want to go?" Lao Wu smiled and said, "What Qi Lu means is that ghosts can't show their bodies during the day. ”

Ding Xiaolan immediately retorted: "Don't bully me, I don't understand anything!" Master Wutong only needs to use a spell to guide the undead so that she does not lose her way on the way to the Pure Land of Bliss, and there is no need for Lin Fang's ghost to appear in the process. ”

"Oh beauty, I didn't expect you to know a lot about Buddhism." Qi Lu laughed evilly: "I see that you have an extraordinary bone, if you enter the Buddhism Gate and become a young nun."

It's a pity that Qi Lu can't finish this joke anymore, because Ding Xiaolan is pinching his arm vigorously.

"Xiao Ding, what you said is just common sense." At a critical time, Lao Wu came to relieve Qi Lu. "Don't forget, Lin Fang is not an ordinary revenant, she is a red-clothed female ghost who has lingered in the world for decades, and she will not be easily reincarnated until all the resentment dissipates."

"You mean to wait for Lin Fang to make trouble in Guanyin Temple?" Ding Xiaolan suddenly realized the seriousness of the situation.

"Do you think the old monk just came to invite us to watch him put on a spell show?" Qi Lu rubbed his aching arm and said, "He expects us to help when his mana is weak." ”

"That's not right!" Ding Xiaolan had a new question in her mind: "Lin Fang is a ghost who is afraid of the sun, how can she appear later?" ”

Qi Lu said thoughtfully: "This is the crux of the matter, I am curious about how Lin Fang and the others will appear in front of us." ”

Lao Wu said: "With Wutong's cultivation, he must have expected this to happen, and I guess the answer is in the box in the altar." ”

As he spoke, Wutong sat on a sandalwood chair in front of the altar in his robe, and the noisy crowd suddenly quieted down, knowing that the ritual was about to begin. Everyone held their breath and craned their necks to watch the monks' every move.

The monks sitting on the futon chanted the scriptures louder, and the wooden fish kept knocking one after another, making Qi Lu upset.

Holding a willow branch in his hand, Wutong has sprinkled pure water in front of the altar, and his mouth is still cooperating with the recitation of the scriptures: "Nan Wu Drink Hello Na Dora Yeya, Nan Wu Ah Ya, Brahma Emperor Shuo Bowl Ya, Bodhisattva Buddha

Ding Xiaolan asked Qi Lu in a low voice: "I can't understand a word of the bird language that Master Wutong recites." ”

"This is the Sanskrit Mantra of Great Compassion." Qi Lu said: "Before doing the Dharma of Transcendence, you must first recite the Great Compassion Mantra 7 times, it has the effect of exorcising evil spirits and subduing demons, so that the undead of transcendence will not be disturbed by evil demons on the way, and can smoothly reach the six reincarnations of the underworld. ”

After reciting the scriptures 7 times, Qi Lu bowed his head and said to Ding Xiaolan: "The next step is to invite the Buddha, Bodhisattva and Vajra Protector to attach to those monks who are sitting on the ground, and eliminate the karma of the deceased." ”

But the next facts proved that Qi Lu was wrong, and Master Wutong actually poured all the pure water left in the bottle on the mysterious wooden box.

"That's not right!" Facing Ding Xiaolan's suspicious gaze, Qi Lu was also full of surprise.

A cloud like fish scales suddenly floated in mid-air, and the previously clear sky suddenly darkened, and even the red sun disappeared behind the strange clouds.

"The weather can change, do you bring an umbrella?" Ding Xiaolan saw that the sky was not good, and she was worried that it would rain immediately.

But she found that Qi Lu's attention was not on the altar, so Ding Xiaolan looked in the direction of his gaze, and found that there was a black cat lying leisurely on the eaves of the wall, probably frightened by this sudden bad weather, it jumped off the roof, followed the stone steps in front of the Guanyin Palace, and disappeared into the gloomy hall in a blink of an eye.

As if echoing the chanting of the monks under the altar, an invisible strong wind blew in in instantly, blowing the small trees in the field to sway from side to side. The sunlight that had disappeared suddenly leaked through the cracks in the clouds that had gathered, shining on everyone standing in the square.

"Could it be Lin Fang's ghost coming?" Ding Xiaolan was disturbed by the unpredictable weather.

Qi Lu was silent, and Lao Wu didn't pay attention to her, and the eyes of both of them stared directly at Master Wutong.

"Ah, there it is!" Someone in the crowd shouted, and then there was a lot of noise. Wutong hurriedly knocked on the wooden fish and signaled everyone to be quiet.

Ding Xiaolan only found out at this time that a mottled shadow appeared in the open space in front of the altar at some point, and the length was about the height of an adult woman.

When the monks who were sitting on the ground chanting saw this shadow, they all stopped reciting the scriptures, and they stood up and retreated behind the altar.

Master Wutong counted the beads in his hand, walked calmly and stood in front of the shadow, which seemed to be alive, shaking on the ground and standing still.

"What's the matter with this shadow?" Ding Xiaolan couldn't take her eyes off it, there was obviously no one around the shadow, why was there a black figure on the ground? Could it be that he's a paranormal who can be invisible?

Qi Lu and Lao Wu still didn't answer, but Ding Xiaolan could see that there was surprise on their faces.

As Master Wutong chanted a Buddha name, he took off his robe and quickly covered the ground where his shadow appeared.

The monks who had just retreated stepped forward again as if they had a tacit understanding, and circled around the robes, reciting the mantra as they walked.

It was still seven times of the mantra of death, several monks retreated after reciting the scriptures, and Master Wutong slowly stepped forward and lifted the robe, and the crowd suddenly exclaimed.

Ding Xiaolan couldn't sit still, she stood up, like thunder and lightning, and the whole person was stunned.

There was a woman in red crouching on the ground!

"Didn't you say that it was impossible for a ghost to appear during the day?" Ding Xiaolan grabbed Qi Lu's hand and asked in a trembling voice.

"Don't make a noise, I'll talk about it after reading it." Although Qi Lu replied in a nonchalant tone, he was also stunned by the scene in front of him.

In full view of everyone, the mysterious woman floated up, stood up in the air, and finally landed lightly on the ground. The crowd was screaming again, and some timid women had covered their eyes with their hands and were afraid to look any further. But then the crowd fell silent again, for they saw the woman spinning in circles.

When the woman stopped turning, her figure became flattened, and it was only then that everyone saw that she was a paper figure that resembled a living person. She lowered her head and waited like a prisoner for Master Wutong's fate.

"Brahma Ghost Zen Mind Technique!" Qi Lu's eyes widened, he really couldn't believe what he saw!