Chinese Through the barrage of the Venerable Master, I know that it is difficult to solve the matter of the infant spirit normally.

Different from the little ghosts, these infant spirits who should have survived in the world, but were cut off from life, their yang life was not over, and they could not enter reincarnation, and they had a deep resentment towards the living.

Ordinary ghost cultivators don't dare to provoke, they are not enlightened, it is impossible to be subdued, and the resentment and hatred are extremely heavy, once provoked, they will be stubbornly entangled.

Venerable Master: "If you want to transcend the infant spirit, you must first find the abortion person himself, you must make yourself sincerely repentant, the key to success or failure lies in sincerity and insincerity, so that the infant spirit can feel the meaning of repentance, and then go to the temple to set up a tablet for it, worship its spirit, and when the grievance is worn away, it will leave." ”

"Master, this method you said doesn't help me at all, the hospital where I work is a black clinic, I don't know how many people have had miscarriages, where can I go to find abortionists to make them sincerely repent?" I replied helplessly, moving my cold fingers.

"You have nothing to do with the abortionist, why do you meddle in other people's cause and effect? Aren't you afraid of setting yourself on fire? ”

"I have to go in if I'm afraid or not, there may be a secret of the victim hidden in the house, I have to go in and take a look for myself to make sure."

Hearing my words, it took a while for the Venerable Master of Heaven to send a barrage: "I didn't expect that the benefactor was also a virtuous streamer and an extraordinary person, and the little monk Tianxin admired and admired." But donor, you have to think clearly, if you don't get rid of them, they will suck you dry and haunt you forever and forever. ”

"Master Tianxin, if you have any good ideas, just say it quickly, you see that the feng shui situation in this place has changed, and the number of ghosts is estimated to have reached an extremely terrifying level. If you don't let them go, it will be even more difficult to clean them up in the future. "I was serious, and I remembered a Zen saying from Buddhism: "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?" Please also ask the master to teach me the method. ”

"What a dream! Donor, you have a relationship with the Buddha, and the little monk will help you today. The Venerable Master left for a moment, and then a large number of unintelligible Buddhist scriptures appeared on the screen.

It's really a kanji, and I know the pronunciation of each character individually, but I don't know how to pronounce it when it's connected.

The Buddhist scriptures are obscure, and the pronunciation is also very particular, and the Venerable Master of Heaven sent the first paragraph of the scripture and then played a barrage: "Donor, just now I passed you the Jizo Sutra, reciting this sutra, you can get the protection of the great mercy and compassion of the Tibetan King Bodhisattva, specifically restraining the infant spirit imp, but the consumption of the mind is very great, ordinary people will be dizzy if they insist on twenty-two breaths at most, you must remember not to force it, otherwise once you are haunted by the infant spirit, the consequences are unimaginable." ”

I scratched my head in embarrassment: "Master, I don't understand this scripture of yours, can you interpret it in detail?" ”

Venerable Master: "The Buddha bestows people with fate, the donor has a fate with the Buddha, and he has great wisdom, how can he not be enlightened?" Do you meditate on the scriptures you just read again? ”

I paddled the barrage and re-found the passages of scriptures sent by Master Tianxin, this time meditating with my heart, and my mind escaped into the spiritual platform and entered the realm of sitting and forgetting.

The scriptures are like golden birds flying and reorganizing in the sea of knowledge, and gradually turning into clear handwriting, and I almost read out loud from instinct: "The supreme and profound subtle method, millions of calamities are encountered." I have seen and heard it now, and I am willing to interpret it as it comes. ”

"Because of the accumulation of goodness, he vows to save all sentient beings, and the gold and tin in his hands open the gates of hell. The pearl in the palm of your hand, the light of the world. In the sound of wisdom, in the auspicious clouds, it is a great proof of merit for Yan Fu to suffer sentient beings. Great compassion and great wishes, great sages and great compassion, Buddha-figure Jizo Bodhisattva Mahasattva! ”

The sound was like a bronze bell, and the body seemed to be purified, and the chill in the bone meridians was reduced a lot: "This is the Buddhist exercise?" ”

The treasure is solemn, and there is a righteous aura on his face, so that all evils can be avoided.

Probably because the cultivation has laid a certain foundation, I quickly integrated the recitation of Buddhist scriptures: "I don't know much about the realm of Buddhist practice, but now that the Buddhist scriptures are recited, I can be regarded as entering the door, do I want to follow the old path of the double-faced Buddha and learn from him to practice Buddhism and Taoism?" ”

Counting it up, there are not only two Buddhism and Taoism, ghost arts, Gu arts, dream-making techniques, feng shui kanyu, etc., I have dabbled a lot, with the underworld show exchange mall as a backing, maybe I can really become an all-round monk who knows everything about Buddhism and the devil in the future.

My heart was shocked, my mind returned, my eyes were clear, and the yin qi and evil spirits in the room did not dare to approach me within three feet again: "Just one passage of scripture is so wonderful, if you get the whole scripture to be recited in its entirety, wouldn't it be able to cultivate a golden body?" Buddhism can be passed down to this day, and there are indeed some real skills. ”

I turned my head to look, the golden silk in my eyes pressed a blood-red, and the ghost of the girl standing next to Wang Yu hid behind Wang Yu's back with a "brush", and it seemed that she was very jealous of me.

"The resentment in this girl is stronger than the ten evils, even she is afraid, and there should be no danger in my trip." In front of the live broadcast room, I thanked the Venerable Master again, I adjusted my luck and walked into the house.

"Great Compassion and Great Compassion Tibetan King Bodhisattva Shelter ......" The mind escaped into the spiritual platform, contemplated the Buddhist scriptures, and my heart was like stopping water, I silently counted my breath and strode forward.

The family planning department is divided into three compartments, the outermost is the patient waiting room, and the inner two compartments are the actual place where the operation is performed.

Reciting Buddhist scriptures, all evil spirits retreated, and the surrounding yin qi slowly became thicker, like hideous chains.

These chains of yin qi are a little different from the yin qi I have seen before, mixed with resentment and hatred.

"I didn't see the infant spirit, the yin aura is so strong, I can't imagine what kind of amazing scene will appear in the depths of the compartment." Contemplating the Jizo Sutra with my mind was very draining, and time was limited, so I didn't hesitate to enter quickly, pushing open the door of the compartment.

What surprised me a little was that there was still no baby spirit in this compartment, but the yin and resentment were more intense, and the abnormality could be seen with just a pair of naked eyes without the mobile phone of the underworld show.

The smooth operating table is stained with crimson like blood that cannot be washed off, and you can feel as if your fingertips have been pricked by needles when you touch it with your hand.

This compartment is where the doctor performs the operation, and all the instruments are left as they are, and those cold metal instruments are unceremoniously called murder tools, murder weapons.

As soon as the lights of the mobile phone shined, I could find that all the equipment had a creeper-like resentment, and they only appeared in the middle of the night when no one was around, and I had malicious suspicions that the surgery performed by the doctor on weekdays was to use these things to reach into the girl's body.

Of course, this is just an isolated phenomenon of this black clinic, and I turned around, and there was nothing in the room except for the rich yin qi and resentment that made people's teeth tremble.

Twenty-two breaths were fleeting, and I stepped out of the door and adjusted my state.

"It looks like it's in the last compartment." The only remaining compartment is the surgical preparation room, which only doctors and nurses are allowed to enter.

Reciting the Jizo Sutra again, I held up my phone and pushed open the door of the cubicle.

A cry rang in my ears, unlike any I had ever heard before.

It's poignant, it's scary, and it's creepy.

"It's too dark to see anything." I took two steps forward and entered the room, my earlobes being touched by something, and a strange touch came from my legs, as if a few pairs of small hands had grasped me.

"I chant Buddhist scriptures, how can these infant spirits get close?" Before the question in my heart could be answered, the half-open door behind me suddenly closed automatically.

The room was completely dark, my heart was pounding, my breathing was short, and it was the first time I had encountered danger for the ninth time I lived, but what I didn't expect was that it was so deadly.

The mind is all used to chant Buddhist scriptures, I dare not reserve any spare energy, reciting Buddhist scriptures, meridians run wonderful true heart method, one of the two guards the spiritual platform, one protects **, does not interfere with each other.

I tried my best to turn up the brightness of my phone to the maximum, and I didn't dare to relax in the slightest, and my eyes were glued to the screen of my phone on the show.

The yin-filled compartment is like a real ghost, just at my feet, above my legs, and even on my back and shoulders, I can see a climbing infant spirit, their bodies are blurred, but their eyes are resentful, and they keep opening their mouths to bite me, fortunately, there is a thin layer of golden light on the surface of my skin, and the Buddha name is looming on it, circulating the Jizo scriptures.

"There are only ten breaths left."

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