Chapter 581: Spiritual Power Values
After dealing with the things in front of me, I found that it was dark, this Nima day by day, why did it pass so quickly, I really hope to go back to the elementary school for a while, then every class is called a slow, like a century.
Just when the monk stared at me with a look of relief on his face, my face turned from calm to angry, and then he asked loudly to the idiot: "What about that stinky and shameless counterfeit money that escaped from battle?" ”
"Lord Jia Shi, don't be like him, Amitabha!" The idiot pretended to be stupid with me again, and it really hated the roots of my teeth.
Anyway, if you can run, the monk can't run the temple, and the counterfeit money can run, but you can't run away from the idiot, so I thought of the value of the fake money to put forward 160, 210 and the like, and asked the idiot: "What is the value of the fake money that just told me?" ”
I didn't expect my topic to change so quickly, so I was stunned at first, and then began to explain to me: "This should be a device invented by the counterfeit money itself, which can be used to judge the other party's grievance value or spiritual power by scanning the other party, which is effective for people and ghosts." ”
Yo, I didn't see it, that grandson still has this ability, but the goods are too uninteresting, and I ran away when I was left alone in the courtyard, which really made me angry. There is also the eighth sister who kicked me into the yard, thinking of this, I don't get angry.
The monk saw that I was still not angry, so he continued to explain to me: "Master Jia Shi should not be angry, and you can't completely blame the counterfeit money for this matter. "Well, even this dead bald donkey is called counterfeit, it seems that this thing is not real in this life.
"The spiritual power value of ordinary people is generally between 60 and 120, and people like me who practice will have a higher spiritual power value, and how high it is depends entirely on the individual's talent and acquired efforts."
Seeing that I listened very seriously, the monk said with some compliments: "A Buddha boy with golden spiritual power like Lord Jia Shi is really a one-of-a-kind existence, so it is only appropriate for you to be the commander of all of us." "It seems that Wang Ba will bite this and not let go, and he will definitely want me to be the leader.
I stabilized my emotions and asked, "What about the weishenme counterfeit money that will run away after discovering that the other party's spiritual power value reaches a certain value?" ”
"It's too cold outside, call Daoba into the house, and I'll explain it to Jia Shizhu in detail." After throwing this sentence, this thing came to the courtyard alone and called the eighth sister in. Seeing that I was all right, the eighth sister was overjoyed and grabbed my arm, and I didn't have the heart to push away her little hand holding me, and then the three of us came to the living room of the main house.
The monk first took some of the fasting points sent by the two monks in the afternoon, distributed them to me and the eighth sister, and then said while eating: "After ordinary people die normally, their spiritual power values are between 1 and 60, and this kind of people are often easy to enter the six realms of reincarnation. ”
Speaking of this, after eating seven snacks in a row and taking a large sip of strong tea, he continued: "But the souls of those humans who have not been able to ascend to heaven after death for some reason will have their values changed. ”
The eighth sister saw that I was listening carefully, and the idiot was so energetic that she only cared about eating, so she quickly interjected and said to me: "Ordinary lonely souls and wild ghosts, the resentment value or spiritual power value will not exceed 100, this kind of revenant soul is harmless, but when their value exceeds 120, the magnetic field generated will affect the surrounding humans." When the value exceeds 150, it is a typical evil spirit. ”
No wonder the counterfeit money said that the female ghost's spiritual power value reached 160, exceeding the warning line, it turns out that there is still such a saying.
"When some of the Revenant Resentment values exceed 200, it's not just one guy, it's a group of Revenant Souls with the same resentment." Seeing that I didn't care, the eighth sister continued very seriously: "Don't underestimate this slight difference, you must know that when the resentment appears in the form of a combination, it is not so easy to resolve." ”
"What is your spiritual power?" I changed the topic and began to ask about the eighth sister and the monk who quit the idiot.
"My spiritual power value is very low, it is only around 3000, as for the monk who quits idiot..."The eighth sister glanced at the foodie monk who was gobbling up, and found that the other party nodded slightly, so she continued: "His spiritual power value is around 6000." ”
I'm the next Olympics! The gap between this Nima and her life is also wide, and the monk who quits is twice as tall as the eighth sister, no wonder the girl dares to enter the courtyard, but after hearing this, I am even more confused, "Since your spiritual power is so much higher than that of female ghosts and baby girls, weishenme can't handle them?" ”
At the same time as the questioning, the monk ate the bag of fasting in his hand, and then took the words of the eighth sister and continued to explain to me: "Amitabha, Jia Shizhu, any illness needs to be treated with the right medicine. ”
Seeing that I was confused, the eighth sister grabbed the words and said to me: "We are like the hardest and the most adhesive cement, but if you want to glue two pieces of paper together, the most important object is glue, not cement, so explain, do you understand?" ”
I scratched my hair in a tangled way, and then said, "Can I understand this: when we were children, we had a group fight, and the other party invited a martial arts master who was said to be quite awesome. Before the drying, the master warmed up and finished the activity, just put the jiashi, my buddy went up to a brick and slapped the master's head, but I saw the master lying on the ground without saying a word, until we went home after the fight, the goods couldn't stand up. In other words: no matter how well it is installed, a brick will be thrown down; No matter how tough it is, it's afraid of kitchen knives. Isn't that the truth? ”
"Haha, Jia Shu, you're so funny." The eighth sister is really good-looking when she laughs, but the beauties of the people are all smiling without showing their teeth, and the teeth of the girl are laughing. On the contrary, the monk who quit the idiot listened to me, touched Ya's bald head, and replied with a wry smile: "You can also understand it in this way!" ”
After doing it for a long time, we, the so-called masters, met those souls who threw bricks and took kitchen knives, and they were especially waste snacks, which made me quite depressed.
The idiot must have guessed what I was thinking at the moment, so he brought a bag of fasting snacks from the corner of the wall again, and said while eating: "My Buddha is merciful, those lonely souls and wild ghosts who cannot be reincarnated are already pitiful, why should we cultivators beat them until their souls are scattered, Amitabha!" ”
Listening to the meaning of the words of the monk, it seems that we are very awesome, the other party is very weak, and the reason why we do not kill the killer is completely out of humanitarian considerations, this Nima's point of view is strange enough. If you're so awesome, you still need me to solve this problem for Mao, Jiao!
However, I was still more curious about how high the counterfeit coins and my spiritual power value were, so after the monk finished speaking, I asked: "Eighth sister, I know the spiritual power value of you and the monk, but what is the spiritual power value of the counterfeit coin?" ”
As soon as I finished asking, the monk began to cough desperately, it seemed that he should have choked on the windpipe of fasting, the eighth sister got up and began to pat the back of the idiot, and then looked at me resentfully, sighed helplessly, and said to me: "165!! ”
to be continued