I called 120 to send the old man to the hospital, and said that he was found on the side of the road, and at first the nurse insisted that I go to the hospital together, afraid that I would make the old man such a person, but the old man was obviously weak-hearted, and he didn't want to stay with me very much now, for fear that the old man in red would kill him when he came to me to settle accounts, so he said that he fell like this, and it had nothing to do with me, so the nurse let me go.

When I returned home and looked at the yellow talisman and gossip mirror in the house, I couldn't help but smile bitterly, this time it's really troublesome, the old man in red will definitely continue to retaliate, and it's even more crazy, I can go to the temple to hide for a day or two, do I want to hide for the rest of my life? Or maybe you're moving?

And what about stray dogs? There's no way I'm going to let it just face the old man in red alone.

Hold on to the amulet on my chest, I don't dare to take it off again, without the amulet, this old ghost can easily get on my body and kill me.

I stayed at home for a while, my mother was cooking at home, everyone was hungry after last night, and it was already past eleven o'clock after eating, and I sat on the stool in a daze.

"Let's go, go to the mountains." My mother patted me on the shoulder, now the only way to go is to go to Foshan, where people can live, and pilgrims often live there.

"What about it, that thing might be in trouble at night." I pointed to the stray dog sitting in front of the door.

My mother was silent for a while, and was about to speak, when a Buddha call came from behind her, "Amitabha, can the little benefactor give a bowl of water and a poor monk." ”

When I looked back, I saw a monk in a monk's robe and carrying a burden standing behind me, about fifty or sixty years old.

"The poor monk is a monk of Qingyin Temple, ordered by the host, who came here to turn his fate, the weather is hot and his mouth is dry, and he comes to ask for a bowl of water to drink." Monk hands and ten paths.

Usually I also meet monks who come to turn into a relationship, basically just ask for some money, just leave, or a meal to eat, there are a lot of monks who come to turn into a relationship for a period of time, and later the TV station reported that it was a fraud gang disguised as a monk to cheat money, and most of those who came to turn into a relationship are fake monks.

I was alerted to being deceived once, but he just asked for a bowl of water to drink, and this was to be given.

"The master is polite, come in and sit down." My mother saw that he had a glimmer of hope, and greeted him very warmly to the door, and then went back to the house and poured a glass of water.

"The donor has worked." He was so thirsty that he drank all the water in one go, and when he had finished drinking it, he handed the bowl to my mother.

Everyone has a temperament, many times you can judge a person from the temperament, some people are anxious, some people are steady, some people are arrogant, some people are not arrogant or humble, these things can actually be very intuitive from a person's temperament, from the monk, I feel a peaceful, natural breath, people are very comfortable.

I feel that this person should not be a bad person, judging from his bearing, he is at least a person with a very high spiritual cultivation.

"Has the master eaten, I just cooked the rice, you can eat, save it and go to other places." My mom dragged him into the house, and seemed to believe him.

"Well, well, thank you." The monk was also really hungry, so he went into the house, because my mother didn't go out to buy vegetables at noon, and there were only some vegetables in the refrigerator, so the lunch was vegetarian and now it was just used to entertain.

When the monk saw that they were all vegetarian dishes, he also relaxed and recited a Buddhist scripture before eating.

"Hey, hey, hey......" A creepy voice came, my hairs stood on end, my heart beat faster, this thing came so soon.

The stray dog at the door jumped up and barked wildly.

My mother's face turned even pale, and apparently she heard it, and her hands trembled a little.

"Donor, there seems to be something unclean in your house." The monk was eating when he suddenly put down his chopsticks and said.

"Master, save my son, my son saw that thing yesterday, and he has been pestering us." When my mother saw this, she knew that she had pressed the right treasure, but she settled down.

"The poor monk is here, don't hurry up and retreat! Amitabha. "The monk recited the Buddha's name and began to chant the sutras, the goosebumps on my body gradually receded, my heart settled, and the laughter disappeared.

The monk recited the sutra for half an hour before stopping, "This thing has receded, and the donor can rest assured." ”

"But what if he comes again." I asked worriedly, this thing is too vindictive.

"This ......" the monk is not a little embarrassed, "It's not that the poor monk doesn't help, Buddhism is mainly degreed, the poor monk can surpass him, this thing is too fierce, and the poor monk's ability is afraid that it can't be easily subdued." ”

"But I have something to keep your mother and son safe." He paused and took out a purse, "If you wear it, you won't be afraid of that thing, and someone will naturally accept it after a while." ”

"The master doesn't know, this thing came yesterday......" I eagerly told me about yesterday's events, this thing is not only looking for me, it is a mad dog, catch whoever bites whom, that girl, his son, his wife, stray dog, or whoever provokes him, he will take revenge one by one.

"This ......," the monk closed his eyes and thought about it, "Buddhism also has angry eyes, so the poor monk will take action to subdue the demon." ”

When I heard this, I was convinced, this person seems to have great ability, and he can definitely solve this trouble.

"You wear this, this thing can be regarded as a fast meal to thank the two donors, and the poor monk will come to collect it tonight." The monk handed me two purses, got up, said Amitabha Buddha and walked away.

I got something to feed to the stray dogs, and then put on my purse and went upstairs to sleep, I didn't have a good rest at night and now I was sleepy, my mother was also tired and panicked, I also put on my purse and went upstairs to rest, just like that, when I woke up, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

When I got up and went downstairs, my mother had already prepared a meal downstairs, and the two of them sat upstairs watching TV after dinner, quietly waiting for the old man in red.

Although I have a purse, I am still nervous, after all, people have a natural fear of encountering this kind of thing, and this feeling is more like a kind of depression.

Until I got a little tired of watching, the old man in red still didn't come, as if he had given up, knowing in advance that he would have to face some strange things, and he was waiting for it to come, this feeling was very difficult, and the whole person began to be suspicious.

Just as I was about to go to bed, the nightmarish voice sounded in my ears again, "Hey, hey, hey......" I almost jumped up, this thing was so scary, a gust of eerie wind drifted by, and my goosebumps got up.

Of course, my mother also felt it, and dragged me downstairs, and now it was best to go downstairs and wait for the old monk.

As soon as I went downstairs, the stray dog got up and barked at me, I clearly felt the chill on the back of my neck, to be honest, I was afraid to see this kind of thing, seeing and feeling are different, when you really see it, that kind of psychological impact will crush people.

The purse on his chest emitted a burst of warmth, dispelling the gloomy aura on his body.