Seeing her blushing face, biting her lip and not speaking, Mama was a little worried and called softly.

"Mama is right." Tong Jia Muzhen was called back to her senses, and she spoke out with some difficulty.

"You can think about it, but don't scare yourself." Seeing that she could listen to her own words, Mama relieved herself and went out to prepare breakfast for her.

As soon as Mama left, Tong Jia Muzhen's eyes immediately turned cold.

"Lord, master......" Shisu's voice trembled: "Last night...... That, that......"

Tong Jia Muzhen glanced at her and snorted coldly: "Don't go and get the ointment yet!" The two cyan ghost handprints on her neck were very sore.

Shiso hurriedly went to get the ointment.

While carefully wiping himself in the mirror, I thought about it, and the more I thought about it, the more frightened I became.

Mama's words echoed in her ear, if you don't work hard, you are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, if it is really a ghost, how can you only leave two handprints?

Killing someone is just a simple matter of command for her, and she doesn't need to do it herself.

It is she who can be ordered and planned and designed.

The four blessings who got in the way are only seriously ill now, and they are not dead yet. If she died, would she come to her for her life?

And the monk who is about to die, is he going to come to her to ask for his life?

Yesterday, I seemed to see the phantom of a white-clothed monk on the roof......

Did Sifujin and the stupid monk know that they are going to die, and they are unwilling to have a grudge to trouble her?

The handkerchief in her hand was crumpled, and she became more and more aware of a thought in her heart: to find a way to solve it once and for all, and never let the souls of these two people come to her after their deaths to ask for her life.

I had a lump in my heart, and I didn't have any appetite at breakfast.

When I went to offer incense in front of the Buddha, a monk in Tanzhe Temple who looked like Maitreya Buddha looked at her a few times and walked over.

"Amitabha, the poor monk's view of the benefactor Yin Hall is black, and I am afraid that a catastrophe is coming." The fat monk clasped his hands together and spoke in an unhurried tone.

Tong Jia Muzhen sighed in her heart.

The grandmother beside her was annoyed all of a sudden: "Our girl is the granddaughter of the current father-in-law, how can there be a disaster!" The senior monks of Tanzhe Temple are now also opening the river? Our Tong Jiajia, when will the sesame oil money in your temple be less? ”

"Mama, it's a little cold, I forgot to take the hand stove, Mama help me get it." Tong Jia Muzhen was shocked in her heart and took away her grandmother.

"Master, take a step to speak." Tong Jia Muzhen signaled, and walked towards the secluded place in the courtyard with her personal maid.

She has also been to this Tan Zhe Temple many times, and she is very familiar with it.

After finding a secluded place, Tong Jia Muzhen finally stopped and asked seriously: "Master, I have a knot in my heart, and I can't sleep and eat, how to solve it?" ”

"Heart knots can only be solved by heart medicine."

"What is a heart medicine?"

"It can make the donor feel at ease, and it is also the medicine of the heart."

Tong Jia Muzhen thought about it, and there was only one way to make her feel at ease: "Can the master know the method of calming the soul?" ”

"The donor has demons." The fat monk recited the Buddha: "What the donor needs is not the method of calming the soul. If you want to get rid of the demons, you can only face them. ”

After the fat monk finished speaking, he left.

As the most humble monk in the largest and most prosperous Buddhist temple around the capital, he has also seen many people in the back house confiding in their hearts over the years, and he knows that he must not have done anything good without guessing.

You can't know too much about the things in the big family, and it's only right that the monks should leave after what they say.

The monk left, and Tong Jia Muzhen fell into deep thought.

To get rid of the demons, you must face them.

Should she see Sifujin again before he dies?