After seeing the two women get into a taxi and leave, Zhang Peng asked Li Chunsheng to call the police and call the police.

He threatened the other four with guns today, and it is likely that they will seek help from a third party when they return. But he reckons they've called the police. This kind of thing is too weird, and there is no actual evidence, I'm afraid no one will care if it is reported.

As expected, as soon as Li Chunsheng finished speaking, he was warned by the other party.

"Is it fun to play pranks!"

"There have been more than 20 cases this month, and we have sent people to the site three times. Do you think we are all idle and can play games with you every day! ”

"Report the false police again, we will investigate the relevant responsibilities in accordance with the law, you can do it yourself!"

"Smack!" The operator over there hung up angrily.

It seems that someone has called the police, but the police have not found the problem, and it is considered a prank. In other words, this matter cannot be done with the help of official forces. Those three office workers and students should have no social relationship, otherwise they would have come over a long time ago.

Waiting for the second taxi, the four of them got on it and went straight to Lotus Mountain.

A few hours later, at nine o'clock in the evening, the taxi drove halfway up the Lotus Mountain and came to the mountain gate of the Lotus Nunnery. It was Zou Binbin who paid the fare, firstly, Zhou Dagongzi had a lot of pocket money, and secondly, he was the source of this incident, and he should have paid for it.

"A few donors, it's getting late now, please come back tomorrow." Several nuns guarding the mountain stopped them, and the old nun led by the group folded her hands and said to the four of them.

"I'm in a hurry to find a silent teacher." Zhang Peng said anxiously.

"Amitabha, good, good. Zhang Da benefactor, the mountain is the place where the female disciples of Buddhism cultivate. If a man breaks in at night, I'm afraid it will attract criticism, so please go back. The old nun said politely.

"Let her come out, I'm in a hurry now, I want to die." Zhang Peng is about to go crazy. Just a few minutes ago, he heard a prompt to choose a target, this is a real murder!

"The silent master is a female cultivator, and the third watch has a private meeting with a man in the middle of the night, which is a little inappropriate. Zhang Da donor, please go back, don't make it difficult for the old nun. As she spoke, the old nun's eyes glowed with a faint blue light, like a starry night, and the Buddha beads in her hand were blooming with seven colors, solemn and mysterious. The meaning of the warning is mere words. The expression is probably: "If you don't leave, the old body will beat you!" ”

In desperation, the four of them had to retreat to the farmhouse at the bottom of the mountain and discuss while having dinner.

"Otherwise, kill one." "I see, those four are not a good thing." "Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs. The law of the jungle is the law of the jungle, and there is no way to do it. In order to alleviate Zhang Peng's psychological pressure, the three of them said casually. But in fact, everyone is an ordinary person, and they are very resistant to killing.

Zhang Peng didn't speak, just ate quietly. But his heart fluctuated, did he really want him to kill?

After dinner, at ten o'clock, the four of them returned to the mountain gate and asked to see Shitai Shijing.

The old nun guarding the mountain finally got impatient, and said in a deep voice, "Master Zhang Peng, the old nun knows that you have a special identity, and she doesn't dare to hurt you in the slightest." But if you break in, you will ruin the thousand-year-old reputation of this nunnery. When the time comes, I'm afraid that the most difficult thing is not you and me, but the two aunts Yunuo and Tianqing. ”

"Amitabha, good, good." The old nun performed the Buddha prayer again. Although his attitude was humble, there was a sense of determination in his eyes, as if Zhang Peng would splash blood on the spot as long as Lei Chi took a step.

Seeing this, the four of them had to go to a platform behind the parking lot in the middle of the mountain, sit on a stone bench and wait for dawn.

At two o'clock in the morning, Zhang Peng bit it and chose the female white-collar worker named "Sister Fan" in his mind. This woman is scheming and vicious, if she hadn't dragged the simple and ignorant Dai Xue into the water, he wouldn't have fallen into such a situation. Although the other party was deceived nine times out of ten, a proper victim, but in line with the principle that the dead and poor are not as good as the dead friends, this can only be the case.

After falling asleep, he dreamed that in a single apartment, the doorbell suddenly rang.

"Ding-dong...... Ding dong...... Dingdong ......"

"Who, in the middle of the night!"

The woman awoke, sleepy-eyed and dressed in her slippers, walked to the door and looked into the cat's eye. A security guard was standing at the door, looking a little anxious.

"Miss, some residents said they smelled gas and needed to be checked from house to house." The security guard said.

"Neurotic, get out, don't make noise about the old lady to rest." The woman swore and sniffed into the kitchen.

It seems, there really is a smell of gas......

So, she casually picked up the lighter on the refrigerator.

"Click......

I saw a flash of fire, and the kitchen exploded.

The next morning, Zhang Peng was woken up by the mountain wind, and his face was a little ugly. On the one hand, it is cold, and on the other hand, the mood is not high. Turning his head, the other three also woke up, and their faces were not very good. Everyone saw the tragic death of the woman in their dreams, and they couldn't help but feel a little sad about the death of the rabbit and the fox.

I went down the mountain for breakfast, and at nine o'clock in the morning, the mountain gate was finally open to the public. Zhang Peng followed the first batch of pilgrims up the mountain, and in the meditation room on the east side of the main hall, he met Mrs. Shiyin, and immediately told her what had happened.

"Hmm......" the silent master muttered in a deep voice, "this evil spirit, I'm afraid that it has already killed a lot of people, and it is becoming more and more troublesome." ”

"Can't you even solve it?" At this moment, Zhang Peng was really scared, and cold sweat broke out on his back. If even Shi Tai can't solve it, then he really crashed into the ghost gate this time.

The other party glanced at him, smiled slightly, and said, "No matter how powerful it is, it is also a rice worm that can't be put on the table, so don't worry." ”

Zhang Peng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, that feeling was like running back and forth from heaven and hell.

"Master Zhang Peng, the fourteen-year style of the south on your body, please borrow it from the poor nun." Mute Shitai reached out to him and said.

"You'll use it too?" Zhang Peng said in amazement, took out the pistol, and handed it over.

"Seventy years ago, when the Japanese invaded our China, the poor nuns used it for a while." Shita Shitai took the pistol and said.

"Click!" I saw her skillfully withdraw from the magazine, and with a push of her thumb, a bullet was ejected. Then hold it between your fingers and put the two fingers of your other hand together to refer to the pen and write and draw on the bullet in the air. The movements are as smooth as water, slow and orderly, one stroke, in one go, as if a calligraphy master is writing calligraphy.

In the pleasing movements, there is a hint of spiritual light, which makes people feel like a spring breeze.

In an instant, the exercise was completed. The bullet bloomed with golden brilliance, as if the sound of Buddha lingered, and the Sanskrit words loomed on the surface of the copper shell, and then gradually faded.

"The poor nun has engraved the secret method of Buddhism 'Six-character Great Ming Mantra', which is a mantra to break the magic bullet, which can shatter the void and go straight to the source." The mute master said as he put the bullet back into the magazine.

"Just one shot, it's not enough, what if it misses......" Zhang Peng said as he took out a handful of bullets from his trouser pocket, put it in front of Shitai with a bang.

The party was slightly stunned, stabilized his mind, and explained calmly, "Zhang Peng's donor, don't be greedy. This mantra is a thing outside the law of the void. If you use it often, you may attract the prying eyes of evil creatures from outside the land......"

"I don't understand." Zhang Peng shook his head and said.

"Poor Ni is saying that this means of interfering with the void is like lighting a torch in a dark and dangerous area, and will make the beasts that lurk in the shadows target you." The silent master was too patient and explained to him in an easy-to-understand way, "The Buddha said, there are three thousand worlds, and there are hundreds of millions of small worlds. ”

"A sea of sand, a sea of trees, a leaf and a bodhi."

"The universe is as vast as a sea of smoke, and the planes are dotted with stars."

"The evil spirits and ghosts, the desolate beasts, and the gods and demons that wander in the void are like the sands of the Ganges, innumerable."

"If they are targeted, poor Ni Ke really can't be saved." The mute master bowed his head slightly and said.

"After talking for a long time, you just can't do it." Zhang Peng said unashamedly.

Shitai Silent glanced at him, but he was not angry, but sighed, "Although in the eyes of this world, the poor nun is a great power, raising his hand to call the wind and rain, and standing on the mountain and guarding the river." But what I'm waiting for is just a small world. ”

"Like a frog at the bottom of a well, you can see a corner of the world."

"But I don't know that in thousands of worlds, the capable ones are like the sea of stars, but there are infinite numbers."

Then, she changed her words and said, "Even so, it's not something you can say like a yellow-mouthed kid. After speaking, she gently raised her foot, kicked Zhang Peng to the ground, and then swung the dust and went out.

Zhang Peng got up, put away the bullets and guns, and muttered "old witch" while going out.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Peng came to the science and technology building, first went back to the company to say hello to Zhang Dazhong, drank tea for a while, and then called Dai Xue to go to the old factory in the western suburbs together.

Regarding the sudden death of the female white-collar sister Fan, Dai Xue's reaction was no different from yesterday, innocent and kind, and the white wall was flawless, which made Zhang Peng's jaw drop in shock.

"Well, I made several calls today, but Sister Fan didn't answer. I think it may have been a little cold last night, so I didn't come to work, and it was inconvenient to answer the phone. Dai Xue guessed. It was as if she was living in another world, where there was no quarrel with the world, and it was all angels.

After a while, when she realized that the female white-collar worker had not come to work, she would know the truth.

The world is cruel!

Zhang Peng has given up on convincing her, let time tell.

"Maybe Sister Fan resigned. A few days ago, I heard her complain that the place was in tatters, the salary was low, and the boss was slamming the door, and she was going to change jobs. Dai Xue said to herself, Zhang Peng's whole person was petrified.

In a natural world, time doesn't solve the problem.

Zhang Peng couldn't help but wonder a little, her unit was the "Tiangong Office in Nancheng", which specialized in dealing with supernatural events. In normal times, how does she handle daily affairs?

"Oh, my uncle told me that they were all fake, deceiving children." Listening to Zhang Peng's question, Dai Xue said.

"Oh......" Zhang Peng suddenly realized, nodded, and finally understood that the key point of the problem turned out to be his uncle's fault......

But it can be seen that Director Dai is trying to protect his niece so that she will not be afraid. Anyway, she is just a clerk, typing, serving tea, sorting out materials, and surfing the Internet, and a day has passed.