When Lin Chen retreated from Feng Shui, the puppet had just come out of the temple, and the spire seemed to be in full bloom, dispelling the night, and the temple was covered in an instant.

"Senior Brother Qingliang, don't chase, if you chase it again, it won't die, leave the temple, you are not their opponent."

Lin Chen was quietly packing up his things.

Is it coming out? Although this time the evil baby was not taken away, and there was no harvest, at least some resentment was taken away, and the Buddha light from the tower should be a detail of Qingliang Temple.

Lin Chen summed up his experience. Because he knew that there were monks involved in the affairs of this evil baby, he was ready.

"At the end of the day, it's still not enough power, if I have the strength to crush everything, then I can go to the door and rob the evil baby, the next step should be to improve fate, the cemetery, as soon as possible it is the power of fate to realize magic weapons." Lin Chen muttered.

Since this destiny has just been accomplished, this destiny is the foundation of the immortal practitioner of Feng Shui. If he had no choice, he wouldn't have taken advantage of this fate to surrender easily.

The most important point is that the level of fate is too low and too vulnerable.

As Ai Wei moves the reusable things back to the car, little by little.

Three black shadows flew in the direction of the forest, over the rocky slopes and dense woods.

Ten minutes passed.

Among them, the little ghost landed, the ghost hand fell into the bag that Lin Chen opened, and the dirty blood fell in front of him, like a suspended balloon with water.

A round red film, filled with a cold and strange gas, hurried through the film as if to escape.

Not enough time. This resentment is worse than catching this evil baby from the beginning and refining it. This is another lesson, Lin Chen, you must remember that he warned himself.

If this evil baby had been caught in the first place, he would definitely have been able to vent his resentment even more than he already has. This time, he draws resentment from the evil baby. Because he was in too much of a hurry and didn't use a secret method to refine it, he couldn't bear too much resentment at all.

After this time, he deeply realized the truth that what you eat in your mouth is your own. Eating cleanly is a wise statement.

He took out a wooden box and held the bottom of the box in his hand. There is a layer of gray air covering it on the outside of the box. Dirty blood fell in. After venting his resentment, he flew back to the Blood Altar.

Lin Chen looked like he had a diamond-shaped thorn. As his mind moved, the ash began to shrink and shrink into a ball, and he stayed quietly on the wooden box, closed the lid, and put it in the bag.

He walked to the table and frowned slightly when he saw that there was only a layer of blood less than three inches thick on the pottery altar.

"The amount of blood loss from livestock refining is too great. Only a few of the two altars remain. After all, the blood of livestock is not as good as that of humans. ”

Qingliang Temple.

In front of the Buddhist temple, Zen music blooms.

The cool monk and the enlightened monk, sitting with three forks, kept beating the wooden fish, and the sound of the Buddha in the Buddha hall was made by the two of them.

Sally, on the other hand, was nervously pacing and walking around, her anxious face never going away.

"Buddha bless, Buddha bless," she said.

She was just an ordinary person, not very familiar with the actual situation, but the devil in her eyes, the blood-red palm walked over her face, towards the evil baby, as if to grasp something.

Judging by the way the three calm monks continued their work, she did not understand what happened to the evil baby.

There must be a reason.

Today, she has regretted it, so she has been waiting at the Buddhist temple.

As for Gu Kun, he went back to rest, and he was scared all night. He just wanted to sleep and relax. During this time, his spirit was too intense.

Time passed imperceptibly, and the sky shone brightly, dispelling the night and ushering in the day.

"After resting, you first put the clay sculpture in the sanctuary, and remember to take the lotus leaf to block the seven holes." The cool monk paused.

"Yes, Master." Yixiu picked up the clay sculpture and walked to the Buddha hall.

After a sleepless night, Sally's eyes were bloodshot. She stepped forward and asked with concern, "Two masters, I don't know what happened to my child. What happened last night? ”

The cool monk smiled and said, "Donor, you can rest assured that only seven souls of your child have been harmed. He needs to be cared for in the temple for a year. In helping him heal seven souls, I recited mantras every night to ease his resentment and send him to reincarnate a year later. There was a moment of silence.

"Last night, apart from your children coming to take revenge on you, there were two evil ways to peep in the dark. Your children are the ones who let the Feng Shui Immortal Cultivator absorb resentment and hurt his soul. As for the Feng Shui Immortal Cultivator, you still shouldn't tell Gu Kun and the donor, so as not to annoy the matter. ”

Sally's advice to the Cool Monk was unclear, but now she trusted the Cool Monk and knew that his advice was also for the benefit of the two of them.

I still have a worry in my heart.

"Feng Shui immortal cultivator came back to snatch my child, is he in danger?" She said.

The cool monk smiled and said, "No, the feng shui master has no advantage in the temple, and after last night, he will never come back." I can assure you. ”

Sally looked at the cool monk and exhaled softly.

It's a little late to care about it afterwards, but it's better than not at all.

The cool monk was very happy, "The donor doesn't sleep all night for the sake of the child, it should be tired, it is better to go back early to rest, there is no harm in coming back later." ”

Sally was really a little tired. She wasn't sleepy because she was worried before. Now that she knows the safety of her child, she will not stay for a moment.

"Two masters, goodbye, I'll go back and rest first."

After Sally left, the cool monk said to the enlightened monk, "Senior brother, there is one thing, you can help me analyze it, the ghost I fought with last night fell to the ground, I always feel that it suppressed a powerful force, not only to the extent of last night, but even stronger than me, I don't know if Senior Brother has any clues." ”

The Buddhist monks are more united, with both the enlightened monks and the refreshing monks coming from the Tai Lo Buddhist sect, which was handed down from Ceylon Buddhism 500 years ago.

The enlightened monk started earlier than the Qingliang monk and knew more about the outside world than him.

The monk was very aware of the abilities of his teacher and disciple, and he pondered for a while.

"As you say, the birth of a ghost may be a spiritual birth. As far as I know, very few ghosts can descend to this level, and only one person in H City can do it. If it were him, it shouldn't be like this. Kaiming said with a frown.

"Senior brother, who is it?" The cool monk said.

"Feng Shui master Lin Shiyin, you should have heard of him. I also happened to learn from Master Sheta that when he was young, there was a demon who descended from the rank of spiritual wealth. I'm worried that the Feng Shui cultivator had something to do with him last night, but that's just my guess, maybe for other reasons. ”

The cool monk was taken aback. Of course, he had also heard of this feng shui master. Ten years ago, his teacher, Bossheto, was injured in Lin Shiyin's hand. Until now, Sheta is still healing at the Golden Buddha Temple.

He said: "In the past ten years, there have not been many rumors about him, and it should have faded into this circle."

This is not a trivial matter for the Golden Buddha Temple.

"It's up to me. The Seven Spirits of the Evil Baby are stable, so I'll leave first. The enlightened monk said.

"It annoys me." The cool monks did the same.

After the enlightened monk said goodbye, he left Qingliang Temple.

The phone was trembling, and the ringtone was coming out of it.

Lin Chen knelt in the basement, stopped in the state of practice, opened his eyes, and reached out to look at his mobile phone, some familiar and some unfamiliar numbers.

After some thought, there was a hint of doubt on his face.

It's her.

He remembered that it was the director's number. He received a call from her the other day.

She called me. What's wrong?

To him, the director was just an ordinary stranger. He didn't like to always receive calls from these strangers, let alone interrupt his practice.

The most important thing is that they are not familiar with each other, which makes Lin Chen unhappy.

He hung up the phone directly, there was no need to answer. Just as he was about to start practicing again, his phone rang again, which made Lin Chen a little angry.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

As a police officer, the chief is an observant. She heard Lin Chen's dissatisfaction with herself. "I want to see you in your community."