The sandalwood is curling, and the sea bowl is lit with a bean lamp, half light and not dark.

The Zen master Yueming sat on the futon and recited the mantra while knocking on the wooden fish.

Xiao Yuan swept around and didn't see anyone else, and was secretly suspicious, when suddenly the lights went out, and it should have been dark in front of her, but it was hard to say.

I don't know when the wind stopped raining, a round of white moon hung miserably, reflecting the whole hall clearly, a gust of gloomy wind swept by, she saw a door half-open outward, out of the darkness out of a few figures, slowly across the threshold into the house.

Xiao Yuan heard the words of Yeshi Village, some eminent monks will resolve grievances for the souls of the dead, and send them to Huangquan to pass the six realms of reincarnation, she didn't think that she could experience it with her own eyes, suddenly, fear secretly attacked her heart, and she wanted to retreat quietly, but she glanced at it inadvertently, and it was difficult to leave again.

First of all, she was a seventeen or eighteen little woman, graceful figure, beautiful but cowardly, a little red mole on her eyebrows, purple blood stains overflowing on her lips, dripping and dyeing her clothes, as if Xiao Rong grew up, she claimed to be the concubine of Zhou Tong, a member of the Ministry of Labor in Beijing, named Zhou Rong, married Chen Jing, the second son of Chen Wenchen in the Ministry of Punishment, as his wife, because of his weakness and could not give birth, he took a concubine Zhou, and was killed by the two of them who conspired to take poison and die.

Xiao Kite's eyes widened in shock, and his whole body trembled, and he heard Zen Master Yueming say: "If you are reborn or die by eating poison, reincarnation is unspeakably miserable, just because you died in your previous life, and when you became a lonely ghost and a wild ghost, you committed sinful things." ”

The woman cried and begged for relief, and Yueming knocked the wooden fish three times: "The bell still needs to be tied to the bell, I will send you back to the beginning of the beginning, and you can relieve your life!" ”

Before the words fell, another person paced, wearing a crimson unicorn, wearing a rhino horn belt around his waist, stepping on the foundation and black-faced official shoes, his appearance was fair and feminine, the corners of his lips hooked up a smile and it was cold, with a short knife inserted in his chest, surrounded by blood, claiming to be the palm print eunuch Feng Lin, who was stabbed to death by Princess Changle, and had nowhere to run, so he came to ask for a recommendation.

Mingyue lowered her eyes and recited silently, crossed her hands heavily, pressed her two thumbs into knots, and said after a while: "You have gone through all the hardships and returned here to find me in order to make up for the big mistakes in your previous life. ”

At this time, there was another person, Xiao Yuan took a closer look, the figure was burly, wearing armor, but at the age of forty, but the sideburns were like frost, the hair was full of life, and a white feather arrow in the chest, claiming to be the general Shen Qishan, and the rebels were fighting in his hands, but the son of the official household Quansheng was reluctant to go, only because of the hatred and anger of the poisonous woman surnamed Xiao, and could not be relieved, Mingyue asked him: "If you refuse to go again, the rooster will crow three times and the soul will be dispersed, and it will become a speck of dust in the mortal world." ”

Shen Qishan said to himself: "I need to find that poisonous woman and ask her to understand, why did she owe her, and want to harm me like this." ”

Mingyue sighed: "True is not true, false is not false, true is not false, false illusion comes true, obsession with love is a big dream, why do you have to seek truth in your dreams!" Go! Fulfill your long-cherished wish. ”

After speaking, the three of them bowed and returned the salute, and suddenly dispersed in an instant, and disappeared.

Suddenly, I heard the rooster crowing again, and there was another woman, but at the age of twenty-five, she wore a half-new bamboo root and green brocade jacket, and wore a white Luo skirt, and the black and white bun was carefully combed, and her face was yellow, although her lips were dotted with rouge, but the description was dry, and she looked embarrassed.

Xiao Kite's hands and feet are as cold as falling into a cold cellar, look at who the woman recognizes, and how Xiao Niangzi's expression has changed greatly, please wait for the next chapter to decompose.