Fan Er's 'old friends' are all resentful ghosts, Fan Er doesn't know them, but they know Fan Er.

Whoever sees Fan Er will pounce on him, punch and kick, tear and bite, and want to smash him into pulp.

Because it's the same ghost body, the feeling when you are beaten is really real.

Fan Ergongzi was torn apart countless times, fused together countless times, and then suffered again, and the pain was endless, like Ling Chi, which made him wish he would die immediately.

A real death.

The kind of death that is scattered.

But they didn't let him die, and they were bent on letting him suffer, and they didn't know when it would end.

The girl, whom the ghosts called 'Miss Qing', threw him into a dark hole and walked away in style, and when she came back two days later, she brought back a string of ghosts.

The people who brought it back were all men, and they all looked fierce and vicious, but their eyes were all frightened and careful, and they had obviously understood the majesty of the female devil.

Those who are brought back will not end well.

Fan Er roughly counted more than twenty in total, and it seemed that they still knew each other, so there was only one possibility.

These people are bandits!

It is impossible for these people to be scared to death like him, that is......

She killed her, right?

Fan Er shrank in the corner of the wall and sniffed, sneaking a glance at the female demon's head, and his head hung down deeply.

The demons who tortured him had gone to greet the female evil star, and he had to cherish this hard-won peaceful time.

Gong Yuqing hurriedly glanced at Fan Er, who had a pouch in his eyes, and said coldly: "Get up, follow me." ”

Fan Er immediately stood up and obediently stood behind a string of ghosts.

"I have to leave beforehand, if you want to be reincarnated, go to that monk, if you don't want to, feel free. ”

Gong Yuqing untied the barrier that bound the ghosts with a snap of his fingers, and simply turned around and left.

She has avenged them and let them settle their grievances, if they still can't let go and refuse to seize the opportunity to reincarnate, then it's none of her business.

If it weren't for the fact that these people didn't harm people indiscriminately after they became ghosts, she wouldn't have cared about all this.

A male voice suddenly shouted: "Miss Qing, can you tell me your name, we are ......?"

"You guys are good to stand the tablet and honor me with three pillars of incense a day? I can't stand it, so hurry up and reincarnate. ”

The voice came from afar, and the Yiren were long gone.

The resentful ghosts sighed for a moment, and went to find the monk leisurely.

The monk that Gong Yuqing said is Master Zeyan.

Speaking of which, Gong Yuqing and Zeyan have known each other for a long time.

When she first arrived in Qiongcheng and killed the first person, Zeyan found her.

Zeyan has been chasing her since he found her traces.

Zeyan never saw her true face, but Gong Yuqing saw his appearance clearly.

The monk is a good monk, and the monk also has some real skills, and he can really be regarded as a supernatural power that can only be possessed by the reincarnation of gods and Buddhas in the world.

It's a pity, she's not human, and the monk's skills are really not enough in front of her.

The monk is very simple, very naïve, and his favorite words to some people are that the sea of suffering is boundless, turning back to the shore, and persuading those who are full of evil: put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha.

Even if people grabbed his clothes and raised their fists at him, or put a knife on his neck, the monk just blinked his big eyes with shyness in the clear, and continued to persuade him softly.

Gong Yuqing scoffed at Zeyan's words.

Because when Zeyan said this, the mountain bandit's big knife was already on his neck.

Gong Yuqing didn't know if the two mountain bandits had bad brains or eye problems, and they wanted to rob a monk if they didn't want to rob anyone.

At first glance, she knew that he was a poor monk, and if they could find a copper plate from him, she was willing to give them a gold ingot.

The little monk was held by the knife to his neck, and he didn't resist or speak, and he didn't have any eyesight.

"Shut up, get out!"

"If you don't roll up, I'll destroy you!"

Everyone has already said this, but he didn't mean to shut up and get out, but said more and more gently: "The two of you are not great evil, if you can turn back, he will do more good deeds every day, and he will reach bliss after death......"

The mountain bandit brothers left in a very angry manner, for fear that if they left a little later, they would really be unable to help but kill the little monk with a broken mouth.

Zeyan clasped his hands together and shouted loudly: "Amitabha, the sea of suffering is boundless, and the two donors should keep in mind." ”

Gong Yuqing jumped out at this time, hugged his arms and said coldly: "Little monk, the bitter sea is not the sea, and there is no shore to turn back, I know where the bitter sea is, if you want to go, I can take you around." ”

The sea of suffering of Buddhism is nothing, and the world is like a sea of suffering, and the suffering of all beings gathers into a sea, boundless, and cannot be transcended without enlightenment.

There is also a real sea of suffering, but it is in heaven, and where is it......

Zeyan stared at Gong Yuqing suspiciously for a while, shook his head slightly, and said that he didn't want to go.

Gong Yuqing's identity is a mystery, and the breath on his body is extremely mixed, clear in turbidity, turbid in clear, and unclear.

Listening to the voice, I vaguely felt that she was just a girl. Her face was covered with a fog that he couldn't see no matter how much he looked at it.

Also, where did the girl come from to be so ...... Jealousy and hatred, ruthless?

He ran after her because he wanted to persuade her to be kind, not to play with the lives of the world at will, no matter who she was, even if she was a god.

But he couldn't catch up with her, and he found him early, and sometimes he would deliberately tease him, and suddenly show his traces, and disappear in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, Zeyan didn't come out specifically for her, and when he couldn't find her, he went to talk about Buddhism to people and transform sentient beings.

As long as you do your best, the result will be up to Heaven.

"If you don't go, forget it, I'll give you something good. ”

Gong Yuqing threw down a sentence and ran away.

Zeyan stared at the petal-shaped birthmark that turned red in his palm and smiled bitterly.

The birthmark was born with him, and it looked like a small wildflower, which was originally flesh-colored and could not be seen at all without looking closely.

The good thing that Gong Yuqing gave him was to leave a mark on him, and as long as she wanted to find him in the future, she could sense his location at any time, and even know his words and deeds.

No one would like such an imprint, and neither would it.

But even if he doesn't like it, he has to keep it, because ...... He couldn't erase it.

He couldn't guess Gong Yuqing's intentions before, but he quickly understood.

Ever since he had this mark, he has been approached by ghosts and begged him to cross over.

Transcendence, on the other hand, requires a body of great merit, and at the same time, it is extremely draining and requires the right timing.

The body of merit is said to be there, but it still needs time and sufficient vitality.

He was kind-hearted, couldn't bear to refuse, and couldn't overtake all the ghosts for a while, so now the ghosts that followed him have accumulated to more than a hundred.

So many ghosts are collected in the string of Buddha beads on his wrist, which always makes Zeyan's whole body cold, and the yin qi is rich, which is very ...... Under the weather.