The gas is spinning.

The suspended air was still turning, and the two silkworms were spinning in the whirlwind. The color of the silkworm is changing, sometimes black, sometimes red, sometimes blue.

Every time the silkworm transforms, it screams in pain, cries out and spits out a little saliva.

As if there were guidelines, saliva flew into a small porcelain bowl.

The porcelain bowl gradually filled a small half bowl, and the silk seemed to have been peeled, peeling off a layer of skin, leaving only two points of red and blue light.

The air in the basement gradually cooled, and the red and blue light condensed into ice and frost, forming two pills the size of soybeans.

Cold air wafted out of the pills.

Lin Chen packed a wooden box, cut his finger, and there was a little blood, and the blood was forming a spell, sealing the loss of medicinal power.

Shang Yun and Lisa's hair flew onto his palms and burst into flames.

The hair was gone, and a wisp of black air appeared.

Darkness sank into the small bowl. Lin Chen was chanting a mantra and pressing the small bowl on his back.

The ability to lower interest was wrapped around the small bowl, and it moved, and the saliva moved, as if something was stirring, and the black gas and saliva, the mana of the interest reduction, were compatible.

Half an hour later, a bowl of semi-cured liquid came out freshly.

Similarly, Lin Chen also put it on the case.

So far, the bloodline has improved, and it was only after Tianhao collected the Shroud that he was paid and then made two dolls, which was a huge success.

He yawned and was tired.

When he reached the top of the woman, he reached out and cut a wound, shedding seven drops of blood. One more drop won't work, no one less drop.

He needed to make contact with the woman's corpse, and the blood dissolved into the black arm.

Separate the yin and yang snakes of the prime minister and tail phase, spray a breath of yin and yang qi, and then turn into the same cocktail snake.

The fog tumbles up and down, making a loud sound.

Leaving the basement, washing, going to bed, knee-to-knee vision, there were cloudy beads hanging in the air, and a wisp of cloudy air flew out of the beads and slowly entered Lin Chen's body.

......

Five o'clock in the afternoon.

A middle-aged man with beautiful eyes and a precious watch walked into the building with a calm face. He is the male owner of the building - Shang Kun.

The servant who came out to meet him said, "Madame is waiting for you, sir." ”

Shang Kun nodded and walked to the hall.

"Daddy." Shang Yun shouted loudly, and he also understood.

"Shang Jun, how is the situation? What did the master answer, could he save his son's life? "The beautiful woman asked about safety with great concern. She only has Shang Yun's son. She doesn't want to send black hair for white.

"I talked to the master, and the master didn't say anything, but his face was ugly, let me take a letter and guess where he is."

Shang Kun looked at Shang Yun without reproach. He was a little angry. This is not the first time he has given his son a job.

"So, what about the amulet?"

Shang Yun picked up the wooden box and handed it to Shang Kun.

Shang Kun picked up the wooden box, opened it, looked at it, handed it back, and said, "Put it on, follow me." ”

He turned and walked out.

Shang Yun listened and hurriedly followed.

Outside the gate, a bus was waiting, and they got on it together.

The car left, left the neighborhood, followed the traffic, to the suburbs.

Lisa's house, on the other hand.

Lisa looked at the bone snake curiously. She couldn't see the bone snake's strength declining at all. She only thought it was an ordinary bone, an ordinary snake-shaped pendant.

"Dad, this is like a monk's light switch, is it real?"

The middle-aged man sitting next to him, with a high nose and a somewhat hunched back, looked at his daughter with a pampered face, but his eyes showed concern.

To be honest, he didn't know the details of the bone snake drops, but he consulted the Feng Shui powerhouse he did and gave him a reassuring answer.

"You can't hear the owner of the coffin. The middle-aged man said, "This is a light-turning device used by Feng Shui Narcissus practitioners to protect themselves from ordinary demon attacks. ”

Lisa rubbed her bones and said, "I can't imagine that a minor can do this, there are ghosts in the world, and there are also Feng Shui superpowers. ”

"Daughter, this encounter, you must remember that the world is not simple, and capable people are not legends, I hope you will blossom this safe, and tomorrow I will help you find the safe master."

Middle-aged people are serious and cautious.

He's been exposed to the world of paranormals, and it's not a circle of goodness. He also asks the owner of the coffin to do something to get to know the members of a world of supernatural abilities, many of which have different concepts from ordinary people.

"Dad, can you invite the coffin master to collect the ghosts? So I'm safe? Lisa said.

The middle-aged man shook his head and said.

"Daughter, you see that people's hearts are too simple. A minor will meet you in the same place at night. It's a strange thing to have no ghosts. Based on your statement, the master told me that on the bus there is a good chance that he will find you through his feng shui skills. So you'll have to go with me to the master tomorrow. ”

Lisa's face was marked. "It's horrible. He was so young, so vicious. What does he want to do? “

"Master said, it is estimated that the little feng shui powerhouse is in favor of the evil baby, he can't do it, otherwise he will offend the little feng shui powerhouse, and I am afraid that you will be involved." The middle-aged man said helplessly.

The father and daughter are still talking, and it is mainly middle-aged people who instill in her some knowledge about the world of supernatural abilities.

Buses pull out of the suburbs under dim street lights.

For a long time, a nameless mountain, a temple unknown to ordinary people, gradually appeared.

The mountain is not high, less than 100 meters away, far away, only the shadow of a hazy temple.

Following the winding upward spiral road, the bus came to the temple.

Modern temples do not have lanterns, and an incandescent lamp is installed on the eaves of the gates.

In the bright light, standing on top of a sandman, not too old, about twenty years old.

When he saw the shuttle bus, he snuggled gently.

"I'm sorry, Master."

Shang Yun, who got off the train, folded his hands and made a small apology.

He had been with the Qingfeng monks of Qingfeng Temple for several years, and he knew very well that the people in Qingliang Temple had real abilities, and he should not underestimate them because they were monks.

"Donor, very polite. Please follow me. The master is waiting for you. ”

The monk led the way, and Shang Yun and Shang Kun followed.

After passing the gate, the front of the pavilion scattered, forming a courtyard, and in the middle was a huge copper tripod with more than three feet of incense inserted on it.

The cigarette was rolling, which made both father and son a little anxious, and their hearts relaxed, as if they wanted to escape all their troubles.

There is a seven-story wooden tower at the back of the courtyard.

The temple is not big. There was no other sand but the cool monks and the sand in front of them.

Master, Shang Kun's son is here.

When he reached the hall, the monk shouted and gently pushed open the wooden door.

An old monk in a robe sits on a bodh ball, knocking on a wooden fish, and recites the Buddhist scriptures in his mouth.

This scripture is very popular in the South Seas.

Under the guidance of the little monk, the three of them sat on the putu behind the old monk and listened to the scriptures quietly.

In the sound of chanting, Shang Yun and Shang Kun gradually felt a kind of dullness, as if there was a Buddha chanting in his heart, sympathizing with the suffering of all living beings.

His eyes turned red and changed, a bit like Lin Chen.

"Monk, don't interfere."

After the warning, he fell, the Bible stopped, and the people woke up.

At the same time, Lin Chen, who was far away from the city, practiced his vision, and seemed to hear the voice of the Buddha, scolding him, making him change his past and mistakes. His head seemed to be pricked with a needle.

The yin-yang snake in the basement no longer has a long tail and looks in one direction.

At this time, the yin and yang beads were smaller, and the yin qi no longer flowed out, Lin Chen read, the yin and yang snake held its tail again, and continued to refine the signs of feng shui, he looked at the dark night outside the window.

He closed his eyes again and practiced.

This is to be expected.

To warn others in the world of supernatural abilities not to interfere, he would brand the monk cloud of these four people.

"Amitabha."

The old monk recited a sentence, turned around, and looked, his face full of compassion and his hair gray.

"Master Breeze, what's wrong?" Shang Kun asked.

Monk Qingfeng said, "This is the sign of a true Feng Shui person on your son's body. Inspired by my Dharma, he showed his will and warned me not to interfere. ”

He stretched out his hand, there are no so-called age spots, like normal skin.

When the hand grabs the eyebrows, the black air is visible to the naked eye.

"It's ......" It's a ghost." Shang Kun said.

He looked at the calm monk with suspicion.

Before that, Qingfeng's monk listened to Shang Kun's story about Shang Yun. He nodded slightly, saying he was right.

"Ah, it's hard to deal with doing something wrong, and it's getting worse."

Shang Kun heard the embarrassment of Monk Qingfeng. He believed that a monk was much stronger than an evil Feng Shui powerhouse.

He asked, "Master, my son has done something wrong, but you must save him." I will teach him well so that he will be a good man in the future. ”

"Lord Shangkun, over the years, you have been working hard to donate money to our monastery to make the Buddha statue look new, but you also often come to the Buddha, your son's affairs, I can help, I will help, my Buddha is compassionate."

Qingfeng monk said.

He thought for a moment.

"Trust the donor, stay in the temple for a while, wait until I surpass the evil baby, and then let him go back, you can go back first, there is news, I will tell you, remember to do what you promised others, otherwise others will retaliate, remember."

He began to send off guests.

Shang Kun stood up and folded his hands in prayer. He asked Shang Yun to stay at Qingfeng Temple. In the cool breeze it will be safer to have a good monk guarding it.

After bidding farewell to Shang Kun, the monk arranged for Shang Yun to go to the hall to rest.

He returned to the hall and saluted me.

Amitabha

"Master, you let Shang Yun guess why the donor accepted the light opening device, and why did he do it." Feng Shui Adepts should be able to deal with this evil baby. ”

Buddhist monks mostly practice the Dharma in temples. At first they didn't really see the cruelty of the supernatural world, so they had a compassionate heart.

Only when Buddhism is broad and profound can it do good in the world. At this point, Master will carefully bring up the matter of the Strange World, which will only end in ordinary days.

Everything was understood by his disciples, but how could it be more profound than what really happened? They practiced in the temple for a long time and did not understand the evil in the world.

The outside world is like a sea of suffering. Different temples, people's hearts are like ghosts. Instead, it can resist the invasion of demons, or accept it. It's also a protective layer. ”

He sighed again. He is also a member of the world of supernatural abilities. He is well aware of the style of Feng Shui powerhouses.

"If I don't, the evil baby will be dangerous. According to the master's inference, Feng Shui practitioners sacrificed their lives at the cost of training. They don't understand ordinary people, but they lose their lives at such a young age. I am afraid that such a person will not easily let the evil child escape. This is very dangerous. ”

Master, you mean that he deliberately, and maybe, even maybe, uses the evil baby to practice and surrender.

Although the monk had never seen anything in the world of supernatural abilities, he had also heard rumors about people who practiced Feng Shui supernatural abilities.

"Master, you just promised the Shang Kun donor, you must do as you promised, lest the Feng Shui powerhouse not get paid and take revenge on the Shang family donor."

"Take a break, you can refine the price of life, it must be inherited by the master, not those who only practice Feng Shui supernatural abilities, I hope things can be resolved smoothly, I hope I guessed wrong."

"Doing good deeds and accumulating virtues, helping evil spirits and transcendence, are good deeds and virtues that Buddhists should do."

Amitabha