Although the city of Hangzhou is still prosperous, but the theory of ghosts and gods is also quite popular because of the facts, so there are many people who go to Taoist temples and temples every day to pray for God and Buddha and pray for a safe life, but whether it is really effective, no one knows. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Lingyin Temple where the master of Baiyun is located is in the city of Hangzhou, it was built in the first year of Xianhe in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, it has a history of more than 1,000 years, it can be said that it has a long history, as one of the best temples in the south of the Yangtze River, there are still some monks in the Lingyin Temple, but the only one who can really subdue demons and eliminate demons can get his hands on it.

Monks and monks are different, monks pay attention to the root of wisdom, without the root of the monk can not cultivate, can only ring the bell every day to chant the Buddha, clean the temple, do some chores, even if there is a real root of wisdom, it is also to cultivate its moral character before deciding whether to grant the law of subduing demons.

Because in this era, many monsters like to wear a layer of monk's skin, such as Pudu Cihang, and there are some demon monks and lewd monks among mortals, resulting in the reputation of monks is not very good, so it is also cautious to teach the law.

Xue Chen did not rush to find the person who was haunted by ghosts, but came to Lingyin Temple to visit Master Baiyun.

It's daytime, and it's a day off, and there are quite a few people who come to this Lingyin Temple to pray for peace.

Xue Chen followed those people into the Lingyin Temple, and the monks who came to be in charge of the reception, whether they were young or old, did not have the true yuan fluctuations on their bodies, and they looked no different from mortals, but they all had a golden thread on their foreheads, and this golden thread was supposed to be the Buddha nature that the monks said.

After talking to the little monk, he came to visit Master Baiyun, and soon after, he was invited to the abbot's room in the backyard, where Xue Chen saw Master Baiyun who he hadn't seen for two years.

Master Baiyun has not changed, his mental strength is better than two years ago, and he is not surprised to see Xue Chen coming, just routinely asking about Shifang, when he heard Xue Chen mention that Shifang has gone down the mountain, he just nodded, thinking that according to Shifang's temperament, he will definitely come back to see this master.

"Master, I wonder if there are any ghosts in this Hangzhou City?" After the two talked for a while, Xue Chen asked.

"Goblins? It's rare for Master Xue to come and ask about ghosts, but the poor monk doesn't know what ghosts are in Hangzhou, and he has heard some rumors. Master Baiyun shook his head and said.

Xue Chen is also very clear about the urine nature of these monks, it is really difficult to expect them to take the initiative to subdue demons and eliminate demons, Lanruo Temple has no choice, it is someone else who has bullied the head, so they naturally have to fight back, in addition, they pay attention to karma, and everything has its own fixed number to shirk the past.

"What's the rumor?" Xue Chen just asked, but he didn't expect that he really had some gains.

"A few days ago, I heard that there are often strong women and young people in the city who died, the dead were all frightened, their hearts disappeared, and the death was extremely tragic. Master Bai Yun said, there was no guilt on his face, and he was indeed a high-ranking monk.

"What else?" The number of people praying for blessings in this temple every day is not less than hundreds, sometimes tens of thousands, so it is impossible not to have some gossip.

"For the rest, one poor monk thinks it's useless to you, and the other poor monk has dealt with it."

Hearing this, Xue Chen also understood, and after talking to Master Baiyun in detail, he said goodbye and left.

At this time, it was getting late, and I couldn't see anything unusual in the distance in Hangzhou.

In Hangzhou City, Nie Shusheng looked at the notebook and gel pen in front of him with a sad face.

People have no foresight, there must be near-term worries, it may be said that Nie Shusheng's situation at this time, when the family is poor, he is confused, I don't know how to be good, now there are reading things worth a thousand gold at home, he doesn't know how to be good, these objects are not comparable to gold and silver, gold and silver are well known to everyone, and it is not in the way to find out, but notebooks and gel pens are different, both are novelties, especially the gel pen, to say a bad word, for readers, no less than changing the dynasty.

After thinking about it for a long time, Nie Shusheng finally hid it under the bed, and it seemed that only by pressing on it every night could he feel at ease.

After tidying up, Nie Shusheng closed the door and went out to 'visit friends'.

He still needs to sell the red fan, after all, the predecessors did not leave any money, and the notebook and gel pen can't be taken out to show others according to the seniors, so they still have to eat their own food, but Nie Shusheng made up his mind in his heart, in order to thank the little girl for taking care of her, he would give her a pen anyway, it seems that there are many colored pen covers in those pens, which are very good-looking.

Nie Shusheng secretly came to the well-known painting shop 'Ning's Painting Shop' in the city with a red fan, for fear that others would recognize him, but he hid his face and walked, and when outsiders looked at people, he was covering his ears and stealing the bell, except for provoking others to ridicule him in vain, it was useless.

"Scholar, come to pawn Miss Xiaowan's painting again today?" The owner of the painting shop is surnamed Zhang, a Jinhua man, and his grandfather has taken down this famous painting shop in the city, and it has been more than 40 years now, the business is prosperous, and he has made a lot of money, but the boss does not know that Ning's painting shop was originally owned by this Nie scholar, of course, Nie Shusheng himself does not know.

"Yes, yes, shopkeeper, hurry up and get the silver." Nie Shusheng didn't want to stay longer for a moment, every time he looked out, he would feel that every passerby was looking at him and sarcastically mocking him.

"No hurry, let me see if this painting is damaged." Shopkeeper Zhang saw at a glance that there was some wear on the painting fan, so he said.

"Hurry, hurry." Nie Shusheng thought that he seemed to have discarded the red fan once before, so he didn't annoy the shopkeeper Zhang's special request.

The shopkeeper unfolded the red fan, which was a picture of a beautiful talented woman, and he also secretly said in his heart that it was a pity that the little girl was a daughter, and she was sent to Xianglou since she was a child.

There is no problem with the painting, it is not damaged, and it is also the true work of Xiaowan girl, but there is some friction in the corners of the red fan, Zhang Shopkeeper doesn't want to bully Nie Shusheng, and he can't suffer a loss, I opened a compromise price, fifteen taels of silver.

"Why is there only fifteen taels, but there are thirty taels on weekdays." Although Nie Shusheng is cowardly, he has less than a dozen taels, which is two or three months less according to the current consumption standard.

"Scholar, you are also my old neighbor for many years, an old customer, uncle doesn't deceive you, ordinary sons buy Xiaowan girl's album is nothing more than framing to show off, your edges are worn badly, the appearance is not beautiful, how those sons show off, naturally they can't sell it at a high price." After the shopkeeper finished speaking, his eyes stared at Nie Shusheng until he was embarrassed to leave with the silver.

Walking into the street with the silver, Nie Shusheng planned to return home, review his homework during this time, and then take some time to give the gel pen to Miss Xiaowan, with Miss Xiaowan's love for poetry and books, this should be in her eyes.

It backfired, the four young sons came together, and when they saw Nie Shusheng, who was cowering and looking like a thief, they knew that he must have just pawned Miss Xiaowan's picture album, and couldn't help but sarcastically say: "Scholar classmate, I don't know how many silver taels that album sold." ”

The four of them laughed and scolded wildly, not putting Nie Shusheng in their eyes, Nie Shu was trembling with anger, but he knew that the four people opposite him were really going to beat people, and if he annoyed them, he might have to be beaten badly, and he consciously couldn't do it for a sentence or two.

Nie Shusheng left by mistake, but heard the four people shouting: "Nie Shusheng, I heard that Xiao Gongzi has returned from the capital, and he will forcibly ransom Miss Xiaowan tomorrow, if you have a heart, you might as well come and see tomorrow, and save Miss Xiaowan from fire and water, and it will not be considered to live up to her gift of paintings." ”

"You're telling the truth." Nie Shusheng turned around and asked, but saw that the four of them had already walked away, and no one responded to his words.

"No, that scoundrel Xiao relied on his father to be the governor of Jiangnan, doing evil and harming the villagers, if Miss Xiaowan fell into his hands, then the consequences would be unimaginable, I must rescue her."

"But how to save it, Xiao Wuran's family is powerful, and going against him is tantamount to looking for death."

"What to do, what to do......"

"Yes, senior, senior, senior has the ability to take things from the air, naturally there is a way to deal with Xiao Scoundrel, I want to find my senior, I want to find my senior......"