With the vision cultivated by his years of social experience, the great monk who is now doing things in his family is a liar nine times out of ten.

However, this great monk is also contacted by Wen Qing's father through the author under him, there is the magic of the old Taoist priest first, Wen Qing's father has an obsession with the people introduced by the author, even if the great monk is full of flaws, he still turns a blind eye, and crazy demons generally believe just for the sake of believing.

The cigarette in Jiang Fat's father's hand was smoky, and by the dim street lamp above his head, he stared at Bai Ze's eyes tightly, and said:

"Now the people around me, including me, don't understand metaphysics and spiritual things, they want to be conservative and find famous masters and temples to do things to exorcise evil spirits. I'm in this mindset too, and even now, I still don't believe you can make a name for yourself. ”

"But I at least know that you are well-intentioned, especially since you didn't lose your temper during the day after being neglected in the hospital, and at night you would rather come back to the door in the face of misunderstandings, I can sense that you really want to help. ”

His face was hidden in the smoke, "In that alone you make me more comfortable than the well-known masters in the room." ”

Jiang Fat's father snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, and seemed to have made up his mind in his heart, and said with a bleak smile on his face: "Instead of letting a person with bad intentions continue to cheat, it is better for you to try." Follow me, whatever you require, I will help you achieve it!"

Bai Ze stood at the door of Jiang Fat's house again, the noise in the house was clearly audible, and the crying and scolding were endless. After a while, the door suddenly opened, and the big monk led the two little monks to glare at Bai Ze at the door viciously, snorted coldly and went downstairs with his things.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Qing's father and two women chased after him, and the two women didn't care about Bai Ze, and went downstairs to chase the master with an anxious face. Wen Qing's father stood in front of Bai Ze's eyes, pointing his finger at him, his face was flushed, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Bai Ze closed his eyes slightly, his divine soul had recovered by six or seven points, and his aura was completely enough to manipulate the soul storage box. He ignored the glasses middle-aged man beside him and walked into the house.

Jiang Pang Wenqing and the two were lying on the ground side by side, the incense candles around them were broken and collapsed, the windows in the house were open, the cold wind continued to blow in, and the smoke and fire in the house dissipated after a while.

Jiang Fat's father was busy uncovering the big yellow rune paper on the surrounding wall, Bai Ze closed his eyes and sensed the surrounding spiritual rhyme, carried Jiang Pang and the two to the ground not far from the toilet, and nodded to Jiang Fat's father.

Jiang Fat's father smiled reluctantly, picked up the crying old lady from the sofa, and walked out of the house.

As the door closed, the confidence in Jiang Fat's father's eyes disappeared in an instant, and his brain was emptied, and he leaned against the corner of the dark corridor in amazement. The voice of the retainer downstairs came faintly, and the great monk could not be pinched and pretentious, and it seemed that he would not give up if he did not knock out a sum of oil and water.

The air in the corridor was getting quieter and quieter, and his wife's crying tone kept drilling into his ears, and Jiang Fat's father seemed to be able to imagine them groveling to a liar, and he couldn't help but shout catharsis:

"That's enough! What good can a liar's deception do! I'd rather my son die in bed than have him be poured a bunch of useless runes by a liar, dressed like a clown, and toyed to death on the altar like a clown!"

There was silence downstairs, and then Wen Qing's father's voice sounded and asked, "Master, take a look, is this friend of mine a magic barrier!"

The great monk said the Buddha name, pinched his fingers in a cozy manner, and said in surprise: "Master Jiang Shi's mind was confused by ghosts, and I am afraid that Ling Lang's lost soul was also taken away by this ghost." ”

The big monk's expression became more and more surprised, and his fingers swung faster and faster and continued: "That kid upstairs was also confused by that ghost, and now he is plotting to kill two patients, and if he doesn't go back, I'm afraid it'll be too late!"

Several people downstairs panicked, ran upstairs in a panic, and forcibly restrained Jiang Fat's father, his wife grabbed his shoulders tightly, crying and persuading: "Child, his father, don't be a demon, wake up quickly!"

Jiang Fat's father looked at the enchanted, but caring faces around him, and he couldn't muster up the strength to resist. He couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, these people have been blinded by the bad news that the child will die in a few days, and they have lost their minds, they don't want and dare not believe that this great monk is a liar, and would rather immerse themselves in a dream of nothingness than wake up and accept reality.

Wen Qing's father took the lead, snatched the key and inserted it into the keyhole, pushed the door open, and shouted: "See if Lao Tzu doesn't kill you ...... who wants to hurt people" The second half of his words were stuck in his throat and could no longer spit out.

In front of them, Jiang Pang and Wen Qing fell crookedly on the sofa and talked to Bai Ze, although their faces were pale and weak, but the two of them had indeed woken up, moving and talking like normal people for a long time.

Wen Qing's father was full of tears in his eyes, and cautiously leaned up to grab his son's hand, as if he was afraid that the loud voice would frighten the person in front of him, and whispered: "Son, you are awake." ”

As if feeling the unusual atmosphere in the house, the two families in the corridor who were tangled in the corridor temporarily relaxed, one by two came up to investigate, looked at the smiling children in front of them, both men and women all shed tears, and they came to the sofa in disbelief and were speechless with excitement.

The great monk led the two apprentices to stand in the room and smile, he was thinking about the rhetoric in his heart, thinking about how to grab the merit for a while, and saying that he couldn't run in vain.

At this time, there seemed to be a faint yin wind coming, the great monk was excited, the back of the neck seemed to have an invisible hand caressing, he looked around suspiciously, suddenly a bright light appeared in front of his eyes, and the wind rose from the ground to roll up the yellow rune paper on the ground and beat him around.

The great monk had never seen such a strange thing, so he screamed in fright, and hurriedly ran downstairs, but there seemed to be something behind him, and the cold touch on the back of his neck continued one after another, as if there were ghosts blowing on him.

The great monk became more and more frightened, and couldn't help but shout for help, and could no longer maintain the appearance of a master, but seemed to be a crazy monk.

Hearing the movement at the door, the two families followed the sound, Jiang Fat's father looked around, stood up and asked, "Where is Bai Ze?" The people in the room looked at each other, and most of them couldn't help but bow their heads in shame.

In the shadows not far from the door of the unit, Bai Ze recalled the mistake of the light dust removal technique just now, and put away the little ghost of the vegetarian shop with a wooden box in his hand. With the bell ringing at nine o'clock in the evening, he glanced at the brightly lit Jiang Fat house, and turned his eyes to the distance, which was the direction of the city hospital.