Chapter 31: Three Years of Starting, Highest Death!

The situation is changing just too fast.

Monk Zhiming still had a relaxed and indifferent look on his face, but he was beeping crazy in his heart.

He has been a monk since he was a child, and he really has some Buddhist skills, but unfortunately he has a loose personality and can't stand those rules and precepts, so he came to the outskirts of this provincial city with a few like-minded brothers and sisters to contract a temple. During the day, sell incense and decorate pilgrims, drink wine, eat meat and play mahjong at night, the incense is not good or bad, and it is still moisturizing.

Lately he may be Mercury retrograde, playing cards with more losses and winning less, and always having tight pockets.

happened to meet Liu Xinbo who posted a request for help, and he also lost Zhiming's sharp mouth, and gave birth to a pair of master fan's skin, and won the business in three clicks and two clicks, and he didn't even use the hand-inserted oil pot drama prepared in advance.

It's not once or twice that he has done this business of exorcism, so he naturally has his own way. Whether it's really sick or really a ghost, in short, you can get the effect immediately, and then you can collect the money and leave, go out and throw the mobile phone card, and if there is any problem in the future, you will not be responsible for the money leaving the cabinet.

Originally, I was glad that I met a good employer this time, who was not short of money, and was young and good-looking, so he deliberately refused to say a real number when he quoted, thinking that the other party would not give less.

Who knew that at this critical moment of negotiating and collecting money, a young man broke in, first came to have emotional entanglements, and then directly questioned the results of exorcism.

Ghosts? Why don't you catch a ghost!

……

"Is that you?" Liu Xinbo put down his phone and asked with some surprise.

"It's me, you said that someone in the family has an evil spirit and needs help, so I'm here."

"But aren't you here to visit the sick?"

"I didn't know that the mysterious QQ was you, so you can't carry a large bag of souvenirs to exorcise evil spirits." Qi Zihuan calmed down now, and said without any emotional fluctuations, "I thought I would come to visit Aunt Huang first, and then contact you." Now, the two things can be done together. ”

Liu Xinbo suddenly remembered the strange picture of the paper horse neighing silently and stepping on the wall, and hesitated for a while without speaking.

However, because Xiaohui had never seen the video of Qi Zihuan manipulating the paper horse, he felt that he knew Qi Zihuan's details clearly, and decided that he was still in old love and did not forget to take the opportunity to stir up trouble here.

The past is in the past, and the most important thing now is not to make my fiancé feel guilty, as for the harm to Qi Zihuan, alas, I will find an opportunity to say sorry in the future.

Thinking of this, she said sarcastically: "Qi Zihuan, you are enough!" I don't know yet, you didn't believe in these things since you were a child, don't think that you can deceive our family Xinbo after learning some tricks from your grandfather. My mother has been cured, and I don't need you to bewitch the people here and pretend to be a ghost! ”

Qi Zihuan stood at the end of the bed, neither panicked by being pierced, nor angry at not being trusted, just listened without emotion.

There is no greater mourning than death.

Liu Xinbo was reminded by Xiaohui, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that Qi Zihuan was a liar, and he had the confidence to say: "The surname is Qi, I don't care what kind of magic you played at that time." Even if I invited you here, now that Master Zhiming has solved the matter, with Master Zhiming in charge, I won't bother you! Please come back! ”

"Hehe, is it solved? Just by virtue of this monk? Qi Zihuan did not refute Xiaohui's sarcasm, but it did not mean that Liu Xinbo could also jump out and make noise.

Monk Zhiming saw that he was implicated again for no reason, and he couldn't be indifferent any longer, and opened his mouth to persuade: "Qi Jushi, the little monk is just coming here to help this time, you don't have to be angry." One thought of anger creates ninety-two kinds of karma, and I hope that the layman will let go of his attachments......"

As everyone knows, among these people today, Qi Zihuan is the most unhappy with this monk, if he didn't use some method to make Huang Wen obviously haunted by ghosts but with a calm face, how could there be so many incidents now.

Hearing that the monk began to chatter, Qi Zihuan immediately interrupted: "Angry? If you are only allowed to be angry at the Buddha Vajra, can't you let me lose my temper? You will take the money and leave, leaving Aunt Huang here still tortured, what will you do then! ”

"Qi Zihuan! Master Zhiming is a high-ranking monk, and we all saw it just now when he took action to exorcise evil spirits! And you keep saying that there are still ghosts doing trouble, how can you prove it! Liu Xinbo was also really angry and shouted loudly.

"Proof? Good! Qi Zihuan didn't bother to look at him, turned his head to look at Xiao Hui and said coldly, "Luo Xiaohui, you have to remember that the reason why I stayed here is because I saw that Aunt Huang was really pitiful and had nothing to do with you." Please don't be amorous in the future, so that your fiancé always feels that there is a grassland on his head. ”

After speaking, without waiting for a few people to react, he raised his hand and flipped it, and the small tower of Zhaori was in his hand, and the Solar Treasure Mirror on the top of the tower shot out a golden light, which instantly illuminated the entire room.

In the golden light, everyone saw that although Huang Wen was sleeping peacefully on the hospital bed, there were indeed tangled and distorted shadows in her body. There are also shadows on her face that are constantly changing, sometimes spreading out to reveal Huang Wen's true face, sometimes gathering and condensing into a man's face.

Everyone, including Monk Zhiming, was stunned by the strange scene in front of them, and their mouths were open but they didn't know how to speak.

The only exception is Xiaoxiao.

She began to sneak out her phone again, ready to record it, and suddenly saw the man holding the small tower walking towards her.

A man who looked very ordinary just now had a strange charm under the illumination of this golden light, like a god holding the sun.

Qi Zihuan walked up to Xiaoxiao and asked softly, "Excuse me, can you lend me your scarf?" ”

smiled and was stunned, only to think that the JK uniform she was wearing today was matched with a scarf, and she took it off and handed it over, but Qi Zihuan handed over the small tower to her.

Although the small tower was full of golden light, it had no temperature at all. Xiaoxiao held the tower with some doubts, watched Qi Zihuan's hands fly, and soon folded the scarf into a small cloth crane.

Draw a talisman in the air, pointing at the crane's beak.

Bu He spread his wings and leaped, flew straight to the direction of the hospital bed, and pecked a few times at several acupuncture points on Huang Wen's face.

The shadow seemed to be in a little pain, and with a muffled roar, the black shadow rolled and condensed a big hand, stretching out Huang Wen's body and grabbing it towards Buhe.

Buhe had already prepared, turned around and flapped his wings, and flew into the distance at once.

The black hand grabbed it to no avail, and retracted, and a black shadow in the shape of a man rose from Huang Wen's body and headed straight in the direction of Buhe.

Qi Zihuan was waiting for the moment when the black shadow left his body, he took back the Zhaori Tower from Xiaoxiao, pinched his fingers, recited the incantation, and then slapped the small tower.

I saw a golden-purple thunderbolt shoot out of the glass bottle on the top of the tower, and it swam towards the black shadow at an extremely fast speed.

The black shadow was frightened and wanted to dodge, but it was too late, and it was drilled into his body by this little golden purple thunderbolt.

Buhe flew over again, looking curiously at the black shadow.

The black shadow stood still, and after a moment, its body began to crack everywhere, and countless smaller golden-purple strands swam out of the cracks, like many small snakes crawling happily.

The black shadow finally couldn't support it anymore and completely dissipated, and the few traces of black gas that escaped were absorbed by the Zhaori Tower.

The golden light is gathered, the wooden tower is closed, and the ward returns to its normal appearance.

Qi Zihuan looked around, didn't speak again, turned around and left with his bag on his back.

Xiaoxiao only hesitated for a moment, and then dropped a sentence, "Remember to check the water bowl, it may have been drugged!" ", chased after Qi Zihuan.

The two of them walked out of the hospital quickly one after the other, and no longer cared about the bullshit behind them that "the middle-aged nurse saw through the scam and tried his best to catch the liar and send him to the police station".

"Hey, you wait for me!"

"What's wrong, what's the matter?"

"What did you tease me just now?"

Qi Zihuan was startled, turned around and looked at the beautiful girl like Lolita in front of him speechlessly.

Come on! Look at your age as a mystery, do I dare to tease you!

If you're not careful, you'll have to go in!

Three years to start, the highest death!