Chapter 81: The Little Monk

The blood was gone, but the ghost didn't disperse. It's okay to scare people, but it doesn't really work. This powerful ghost is likely to have just taken shape, and his Taoism is not enough, and his technique is single.

"Come out! It's useless to me, or I wouldn't mind scattering your soul. I pouted.

"Step! Trample! Trample! ”

The sound of Gauguin's shoes hitting the ground was crisp and loud, and this time it still sounded in people's hearts, as if following the beating of the heart, there was an inexplicable rhythm.

"Shoes..."

What caught the eye was a pair of red high heels, which were empty, only a pair of monotonous high heels stepping on the idea, approaching step by step.

Smoke rises, and a plain woman appears in front of us, just dressed in white and wearing bright red high heels. Make that bright red particularly glaring and weird.

Deng Zhijian and the four of them kept retreating, saying that it was one thing in their mouths, and it was another thing to see it with their own eyes. He almost pulled his legs and rushed out, his voice was almost choked, pointing at the female ghost and saying something but not speaking.

"Mingren doesn't say secret words, why pestering him?" I pointed with my hand and was straightforward, "If it's a misunderstanding, I'll send you to death." ”

When facing ghosts, first of all, the momentum cannot be lost. This thing is a bit like that kind of beast, if you are strong, he will be jealous, if you are weak, and you have no confidence in speaking, he will dare to pinch you at will.

"It's him, kill me...", the tone was quiet, maybe a little afraid of me, and he didn't show his fierce attitude.

Zhang Yan swallowed his saliva, even if he was scared in his heart, he didn't dare to carry this pot, "I didn't... Didn't kill you, I swear! ”

"You're lying!" The female ghost bared her teeth and wanted to step forward, "You drove me to death!" I'm here with your car. ”

"Huh?" I snorted, the female ghost didn't dare to act rashly.

"I drive... Hit you? Are you mistaken? Zhang Yan wondered.

"You can't be wrong, when I opened my eyes, I saw your wheels running over my high heels...", the female ghost cried like a cry, "you made me unable to die." ”

Of course, I couldn't be moved by her pretended aggrieved and weak appearance, and her eyebrows were raised, "Are you a vain ghost?" ”

If it's really a vain ghost, then it's in trouble. The so-called vain ghost is the kind of soul that dies unexpectedly before the end of his life, and will not be accepted below.

If Zhang Yan is really the murderer, I am afraid that this matter will not be good today. Because she needs Zhang Yan's soul to eliminate the resentment in her body before she can report below.

"Otherwise, how could I be here to spend it! I'm not reconciled! The voice of the high heels sounded again, showing the anger of the female ghost, "If you don't interfere, it will take another day before I can detain him to report below, instead of wandering here!" ”

Zhang Yan was covered for a while, met my gaze, and said frankly, "I really didn't hit her." ”

"It's you!"

Watching their conversation like scolding on the street, I felt that my head was big, one said yes, and the other said no. Both of them are so resolute that they don't look like a fake at all.

"Time of death, place of death, where did you get into his car?" I rubbed my eyebrows and said, the scales were still eyeing the tiger, preventing the female ghost from suddenly breaking out or fleeing.

"Two days ago, a trail in the town of Gutong. I was originally a bar dancer, and I just got those red high heels, and—" The female ghost looked down, "I was dead and dead, why can't I be reincarnated?" ”

"He's all responsible!"

She can see it, she just wants to be reincarnated and no longer have entanglements with the yang world.

"Gutong Town? Father! I remember you saying that you were having tea with the bitter tea master that day. Zhang Runjuan was surprised, her face was ugly, "It won't be that you were careless on the way back..."

Several pairs of eyes swept towards Zhang Yan's body in unison, and it seemed that there was a possibility.

Zhang Yan vetoed, "No, although I came back late that day, it was impossible to bump into someone." ”

"It's better to ask the police, it is impossible to be silent in the murder case." Deng Zhijian said suddenly.

The female ghost was silent, believing that her judgment was right, and Zhang Yan, who looked at her with a pair of red eyes, was furious in her heart.

"Amitabha!"

I'm not hallucinating, where did the monk come from reciting the Buddha's name? But I'm not the only one who hears it, they're looking around.

The female ghost was startled, and even suspended in the air, her face was hideous, and she said coldly, "You actually dragged on and sent someone to break my ghost?" ”

Before we could explain, the bathroom began to spill bright red blood again, converging into one chain after another and sweeping towards us. Being swept away by these things may not be fatal, but it will also be affected by yin qi and suffer a little.

"I'll kill you!"

At this moment, she was extremely angry, and it was the words of Amitabha Buddha that stirred her nerves. It's a good talking ghost, how boring is it to fight and kill?

The clay man also has three points of anger, and when she is so disturbed, he can't calm down when he sees it. Where to persuade her, roll up her sleeves and get ready to dry.

"Amitabha! Where did the female benefactor get so much resentment? ”

The voice is clearer, and it is a very pleasant child's voice.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

Then there was another series of knocking sounds, and those blood-colored refinements turned into nothingness in an instant.

"Little monk?"

The shiny bald head appeared in sight, and the ghost that had been sealed by the female ghost seemed to have been opened by an external force, and a little monk who looked like he was eleven or twelve years old was sitting at the door knocking on the wooden fish.

Although he is not big, he is dressed plainly, his blue-gray monk's robe is scattered on the ground, his big eyes are black and white, and there is an indescribable aura overflowing.

"Little Master Huiguang?" Zhang Yan obviously knew someone who came, but he didn't know that this little monk had such divine might.

"Where did the monk dare to meddle with the old lady's affairs?" The female ghost said angrily.

"My master said that the heart is on fire, angry and sad, female benefactor, you have committed the vows of anger, Amitabha! Peace of mind. ”

I'm full of black lines, and I'm actually having a heart and liver with a ghost. I'm afraid it's not a bad brain! But seeing that he said it so solemnly, it didn't look like a joke. Where did the wonder come from?

The female ghost was choked by Huiguang's words, but she couldn't beat it, what could she do? Of course, it's a cheat.

"You guys are amazing, with you here, I really can't hurt him. But I died in vain, and the cause and effect between me and him can only be settled by ourselves. ”

There is nothing wrong with what she said, assuming that Zhang Yan really killed her, if we make a rash move, it will involve a wide range of things, and the gains outweigh the losses, which is also the confidence of female ghosts.

"I said it wasn't me!"

Zhang Yan's head is bigger than two now, putting aside the previous fear, it is more of a headache at the moment, how can this female ghost bite him like a mad dog.

"Little Master Huiguang, do you know about the car accident that happened in Gutong Town?" Zhang Yan was helpless, and looked at the little monk for help.

The little monk raised his head cutely, stopped knocking on the wooden fish, held the wooden fish in his arms, patted the dust on his body and stood up.

"My master asked me to come here for this, saying that Master Zhang suffered an unjustified disaster, and there was such a catastrophe in his life. But because of my fate with Gutong Temple, I was sent out of the temple to help the donor break this cause and effect. ”

didn't take a breath when he spoke, and the little monk in front of him should be an orthodox Buddhist.

What makes me wonder is that Buddhism is not all in the Central Plains? Why is there still one in the Northwest Golden City, and this little monk's master still sounds very awesome?

Zhang Yan let out a long sigh of relief, and said to the brainless female ghost, "I didn't hit it, and Master Huiguang can testify." ”

But the female ghost didn't sell the little monk's account at all, and sneered, "You are all in the same group, I can't trust you." ”

Huiguang said unhurriedly, "My master is bitter tea, and I will tell you the reason for this, and I also asked the donor to disperse the ghosts." ”

"Master of Bitter Tea?" The female ghost muttered, hesitated for a while, and waved her hand.

The name of the bitter tea master seems to be more useful than anything else, and this woman who was a dancer during her lifetime is full of respect for him.

Everyone appeared in the small bathroom, and although it was suddenly crowded, they were happy. Deng Zhijian They are desperately breathing air, people are always afraid of the unknown. The female ghost didn't come out with us, she stayed in the mirror, and it was weird and scary in broad daylight.

"It was indeed not Zhang Shizhu who killed the female donor that day, but someone else. Zhang Shizhu just happened to pass by that day, and happened to meet you when your soul awakened, which made you mistakenly think that Zhang Shizhu was the murderer who killed you. ”

Zhang Yan didn't know what to think at this time, this was not an unwarranted disaster. The chance of one coincidentally is small, and the two of them happened to get together, carrying this black pot alive, and almost gave up their lives.

"If the donor doesn't believe it, you can follow me back to Gutong Temple. The murderer has been caught by the police, and if Zhang Shizhu is the murderer, three days is enough time for the police to handle the case. ”

The female ghost's body shook slightly, she herself had always thought that Zhang Yan was the murderer, but she made a fatal mistake. Huiguang's last words were like a wake-up call to wake her up, but she was still a little reluctant to accept it.