200, the little monk doesn't want a Chinese ghost story

Thundered.

The torrential rain poured, and under the cover of night, a treasure boat that crossed the river and could travel hundreds of miles at night gradually docked and stopped, which was the treasure ship of Zhongnan Zifu.

"Brother Lu Ling, you have to send you off this time."

"You're welcome, Brother Lin Xu, you and I are both disciples of Zhongnan Purple Mansion, and we have known each other for decades, why am you still polite? What's more, this is a ship in our door, and it is not unique to someone Lu. ”

"Nacheng, first send this Rakshasa female golden body to the Lotus Temple, and then invite you to drink! The relationship between you and me has really grown rusty over the years. ”

"Well, this Rakshasa Woman's golden body has been sent, and it's good for your Lin family."

Several people braved the heavy rain to carry a coffin to Luowan Town, and in the heavy rain, Lu Ling stood on the deck, looking at the figure that disappeared into the night, and after a while, he couldn't help but sigh.

People live in this world, no matter what the reason, in the end it is impossible to escape a good word.

For the sake of this Rakshasa female golden body, they had several close friends at the beginning, and finally chose to turn their faces with the Lin family, as Lin Xu said, their relationship has become unfamiliar over the years.

"But if this Rakshasa woman's golden body is sent to the Lotus Temple, it can be regarded as a disaster, hehe. Lotus thief bald, I see what you should do this time? ”

Lu Ling laughed, he didn't dare to step into Luowan Town, but he dared to watch a good show outside Luowan Town.

He was cowardly.

But it is precisely because of his cowardice that he has survived to this day unharmed, and he is still sitting in the position of the principal, and those individuals who are reckless are all old and tall.

People live for a lifetime, not for a moment, but for a lifetime.

Children of a family like him, as long as he doesn't die, endless glory and wealth are waiting for him! Even if you offend the Ominous King, please come forward, and if you are lucky, you will be fine, but your luck is almost ......

Anyway, there are many such unlucky ghosts from ancient times to the present, and there are many people who will not be lonely on the road.

For a child of a family like him, the demons and ghosts are not terrible, because most of these demons and ghosts have their own certain rules, as long as you don't touch the taboos of these demons, these demons and ghosts will never entangle you.

Even some demons and ghosts are different, tracing back to the source, and can also involve some kinship.

Although most people don't recognize you as a relative descendant, but with this level of kinship, if you shout the ancestors, and put on some "offerings" that satisfy the ancestors, will people continue to embarrass you?

Ghosts also want to save face, okay?

The rainstorm was coming, but there was no water stain on Lu Ling's body.

He's a layman.

But he is also a person who has achieved great cultivation.

Lu Ling stopped and looked into the distance for a while before turning around and going back with the lantern.

A disciple next to him came up and asked, "Uncle Lu, Uncle Lin, they will come back for a while, do you want to go and heat up the food first?" ”

"Don't heat it, let the disciples in the room make another one, you go get a bottle of wine, and a few of us will drink it first." Lu Ling coughed dryly, and then deliberately said softly.

He used to drink a sip of wine, but there were not many opportunities for him to drink, and he had to drink secretly like a thief every time.

"Yes, disciple understands." The disciple understood, smiled meaningfully, and then hurried to get the wine.

"Understand? Don't say it's me, it's Lin Xu who wants to drink, and then he has to catch me, so I'm embarrassed to agree, remember? ”

"Yes, yes, the disciple remembered, it was Uncle Lin who wanted to invite Uncle Lu to drink."

……

Tan Mo yawned, sent away the people of his second brother Lin's family, and closed the temple door with an umbrella.

He walked back to the inner courtyard.

I saw that his five senior brothers were all there, surrounding a coffin, looking left and right, but they didn't open it.

"Senior brothers, why don't you open it?" Tan Mo then asked.

"This is what they gave to your junior brother, of course you have to open it." Bai Guzi said matter-of-factly.

Tan Mo had a look of I believe you have a ghost, then looked at the senior brother Lotus Monk and asked, "Senior brother, what is the point of opening the coffin?" ”

"It's not exquisite, it's just that after you passed by this coffin, the coffin suddenly shook twice. And we passed, and there was no movement. ”

Tan Mo: "This is ...... Haunted? ”

For a moment, his eyes widened.

"That's not true, the poor monk thought about it, maybe you have a relationship with this Rakshasa girl's golden body." The Lotus Monk said with a serious face.

Could it be that there can be a copy of A Chinese Ghost Story?

Tan Mo complained in his heart, no wonder none of his five senior brothers dared to open this coffin.

After all, what was placed inside was the golden body of a Rakshasa woman whose swords and magic weapons could not damage it in the slightest.

Swords naturally don't need to be mentioned.

This kind of magic weapon, Tan Mo has seen it, and the little county lord carried it with him at that time, but he was addicted to it, as for the power, he has never seen it with his own eyes, but I heard his senior brother say that as long as the little county lord carries that magic weapon with him, the demons and ghosts below the tiger level can't help her.

This kind of power is much greater than his senior brother's wholesale rosary!

"That's why we're waiting for you to come back and open the coffin." Bai Guzi nodded.

Tan Mo thought that it was impossible for his senior brother to "shake" him, so he walked to the coffin, he was busy greeting the people of the Lin family before, but he couldn't take the coffin carefully.

The style of this coffin is ordinary, but the whole coffin has a very faint fragrance, and if you don't smell it carefully, you can't smell it at all, but it will only be regarded as a burst of floral fragrance blowing from nowhere.

Tan Mo stretched out his hand and pushed the coffin lid, and with such a push, the coffin lid was displaced, which was very easy.

Then, Tan Mo saw a golden delicate face.

Lying in this coffin was a graceful woman, but all golden, as if made of gold. Unlike ordinary people, she has four arms, two of which are folded in front of her, and two of them are held high above her head, in the shape of a Buddha holding flowers.

This seems to be a kind of Buddhist seal.

However, it takes four arms to cast it.

Because of the sight of this mudra, the spiritual power in his body began to operate, which was a precursor to the unleashing of lawlessness. But before he could have the idea of casting a spell, the operation of this spiritual power spontaneously stopped.

"What a mysterious handprint." The Lotus Monk exclaimed, and Tan Mo could see it, not to mention his senior brother who had been practicing for decades.

The four of them don't know why.

Bai Guzi really can't understand it, the mirror void is patronizing martial arts, and the two are not related, so naturally they can't understand it. As for the precepts of Bodhi and Zhong Shenxiu, the days of cultivation are too short.

After looking at it for a while, and feeling that there was nothing strange about this Rakshasa woman's golden body, Tan Mo and the others closed the coffin lid and went back to the house to sleep.

Tonight was windy and rainy, listening to the sound of wind and rain outside, but I just fell asleep.

Just when Tan Mo was half asleep, a lightning bolt suddenly woke up, and with this electric light, Tan Mo also found a figure standing at the head of his bed.

He couldn't help but sit up.

At this time, another flash of lightning flashed, and Tan Mo saw clearly who this figure was.

The face is delicate, all over gold, and has four arms.

This is...... Rakshasa Golden Body!

Tan Mo was shocked.

Thundered.

Another bolt of lightning.

But this time, after the lightning lit up, Tan Mo found that his house was empty, and there was nothing, as if the golden body of the Rakshasa girl he saw just now was just his hallucination.

Tan Mo swallowed his saliva, his face stiffened.

He doesn't deceive himself.

This is clearly haunted!

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