"Sir, the monastery is closed to the public after five o'clock in the afternoon, if you want to burn incense for a petition or a tour, please come after nine o'clock tomorrow morning," a security guard stopped in front of Wang Shuo and the old monk at the gate of the monastery, and said to them in Chinese, who were not fluent.

Wang Shuo raised his hand and pointed at the old monk and explained to the security guard: "This is the master of the temple, and I sent him back." ”

"Oh?" Hearing this, the security guard looked the old monk up and down, and when he saw that the clothes he was wearing were covered with blood, he couldn't help frowning and asked, "Why is there so much blood on this master's body?" ”

"We came to Thailand to film, and we asked the master to help before, and those on the clothes are animal blood," Wang Shuo on the side hurriedly stepped forward to block the old monk's body, and explained with a strong smile on his face.

The security guard watched Wang Shuo and the old monk fall silent, and after a while, he stepped aside and shook his head and said, "Go in, but you have to come out quickly." ”

"Thank you," nodded, and Wang Shuo walked into the gate of the temple with the corpse of the old monk who was controlled by the eldest and second brother, and walked straight to the inside of the temple.

While recalling the path he walked during the day while walking towards the temple, just as Wang Shuo was about to walk into the temple that was besieged during the day, he saw an old monk who was no longer a small grade standing at the gate of the temple and looking inside, at this time, he heard the sound of Wang Shuo and the two coming over and turned around.

"Senior brother?" The old monk saw the old monk's corpse walking over, glanced at Wang Shuo on the side and then looked at the old monk, and suddenly, he frowned and shouted, "Bold and evil." ”

As he spoke, the old monk raised his hands and moved his hands, slapping the chest of the old monk's corpse with one palm and Wang Shuo's head with one palm.

Unexpectedly, the old monk said that he would fight, and Wang Shuo was suddenly slapped on the forehead by him, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

"Hmph," the corpse of the old monk who was slapped together opened his mouth and snorted, and two ghosts came out of his back, it was the eldest and the second, they were floating in the air and were about to open their mouths to scold, but when they saw the old monk holding the corpse of the old monk who fell to the ground and glared at him angrily, he couldn't help but shake his body in fright, and threw himself forward into Wang Shuo's clothes and returned to their respective tablets.

"Master, slow down," Wang Shuo sat on the ground and shook his somewhat groggy head, raised his hands above the top and said, "I have something to say." ”

"I'll see what you can say," the old monk had already discovered the old monk's condition at first glance, and at this time, he held on to the old monk's corpse and glared at Wang Shuo angrily, clenching his steel teeth and squeezing out words.

"Things are so, so," Wang Shuo didn't dare to slack off, sat there and quickly told what had happened, and at the same time, with his right hand, he took out the old monk's two bowls, small wooden fish and small wooden mallets and put them on the ground, pointed to these four things, and finally said: "Master, please see, there are more than 400 ghosts and ghosts suppressing in these two bowls at this time, which were taken in by the master when he fought with the old witch king before. ”

The old monk gently put the old monk's body on the ground, took the thing with a slight tremor in his hands, looked at it a little and knew the situation in the two bowls, and already believed Wang Shuo's words in his heart, turned his head to look at the old monk's body that fell to the side, and couldn't help but raise his head and sigh: "Alas! ”

The two of them were silent for a moment, one in silence, the other not knowing what to say.

After a while, Wang Shuo thought for a while and said, "This master, what should be done with the master's corpse?" After all, he died because of us, and if I could, I would like to attend the funeral of the master. ”

"After that, I will inform the presiding senior brother that he may be cremated overnight, and if you are okay, you can watch from the sidelines," the old monk sighed lightly before saying.

"Thank you, Master," Wang Shuo said, raising his hands and clasping his fists, as he stood up on the ground.

"Master, the descending technique has been removed for these tourists, what should I do next?" At this moment, a young monk walked out of the temple in front of him, he bent over with his hands folded, and asked the old monk.

"Send them out when they wake up," the old monk commanded, put away the four things in his hand, picked up the old monk's body and walked towards the temple.

Wang Shuo turned his head to look into the temple, and saw that there were more than a dozen monks sitting cross-legged on the ground, and a group of people were in the middle, and those people were the tourists who had attacked Wang Shuo and several people because of the descenting technique before.

Muttering to himself in his heart, Wang Shuo shook his head, walked a few steps quickly behind the old monk, and walked towards the temple.

I don't know how far I went, the old monk took Wang Shuo to the outside of a temple with the body of the old monk, and shouted at the gate: "Senior brother." ”

After a while, the door of the temple was pushed open from the inside, and an old monk with a snow-white beard walked out, came to Wang Shuo and stood in front of the two people, he first looked up at the crescent moon in the sky before saying, "It's not even ten o'clock, what's the matter?" ”

"Senior brother presiding, senior brother, he has passed away," the old monk cried out sadly, and sent the body of the old monk in his arms forward.

"What?" The old host exclaimed, lowered his head to look at the old monk's corpse, and after a while closed his eyes that had revealed sadness, folded his hands and whispered a scripture, and then slowly opened his eyes, and said with sadness: "The old monk has not gone first, but the junior brother has hurried a step." ”

As he spoke, the old host shook his head and said to the old monk: "Senior brother, you go and call the other junior brothers, let's cremate the junior brother together." ”

"Yes," the old monk replied, and the old monk gently put the old monk's body on the ground, turned and left.

"Little friend?" The old host looked up at Wang Shuo.

"Here's the thing," Wang Shuo briefly recounted what had happened, and then bowed to the old monk's corpse with both hands in his fists, "Thank you to the master for saving me, otherwise, my friends and I would have to die at the hands of the old witch king." ”

"I see, fate is like this, alas," After listening to Wang Shuo's narration, the old host nodded and sighed.

Soon, the old monk walked back with several other old monks, they sat cross-legged around the old monk's body, and recited a long passage of scriptures together under the leadership of the old host, and then took Wang Shuo to go in other directions, and finally came to a temple with a cremation furnace.

"Amitabha," all the old monks shouted in unison, and together they reached out and sent the old monk's body inside.

"Alas," I don't know whose sigh it was.

"By the way, Senior Brother Presiding, now that Senior Brother is gone, what should I do with tonight's suppression?" After a while, an old monk suddenly asked.

"After the last suppression, the junior brother has already changed the suppression rune to his apprentice's, so let's take him with him to suppress it later," the old host replied.

"It's not good, that disciple of the senior brother has already died at the hands of the group of tourists who have been subjected to the descenting technique," the old monk who was touched by Wang Shuo outside the temple exclaimed.

"What?"

"Babble, babble," and suddenly, a baby's cry rang out over the temple.

(PS: This paragraph is coming to an end soon, and after thinking about it, I won't be entangled in the name...... Anyway, I've been sitting in an Internet café for more than three hours in order to write this chapter, and even my dad was locked out of the door by me, and I just finished giving him the key, haha...... ）