The ghost sentence is scattered, leaving only two things in its place, a judge's pen, and a book of life and death.

Zhong Tianshi picked up the two things, patted them and said: "The ghost sentence is dead, the yin cao is in chaos, this seat has to go back quickly, two Taoist friends, thank you for today's incident!" I'll talk about it another day! ”

After speaking, he swiped his hand, and the figure had disappeared from sight.

"Just gone?"

In addition to the experience obtained by Zhang Wen from killing ghosts, he did not benefit at all, and the grass house monk was better, he just bothered to set up a formation, and he had nothing to lose.

The next few days passed uneventfully, and the grass house monk didn't find the ghost king's location, and he wasn't even sure if the ghost king was still alive, or was killed by a reclusive master, so he found a place to live, and usually found a place to help people tell fortunes and look at the face at night.

Night.

Zhang Wen sat on a chair with a candle in front of him.

The wind was howling, and the candle flame was swaying slightly.

"Chief Mao, long time no see." Zhang Wen smiled and looked at the comer.

Mao Xiaofang, who had an illusory figure, floated in front of Zhang Wen.

"Ah Ren, Zhong Tianshi specially came to me and said that I must thank you well." Mao Xiaofang looked at Zhang Wen a little strangely, he didn't know about that battle, and he couldn't guess what the extent of Zhang Wen's methods was.

"Daochang Mao, you definitely didn't come here today to help people carry a message, right?" Zhang Wen asked him with a smile.

"That's right."

Mao Xiaofang said: "This summer, there will be a Buddha who has been a disciple of the Buddha, because he did not understand the Buddhist scriptures, he was reincarnated into the mortal world to understand the joys and sorrows of the world. ”

"It won't be for him to go to the West to learn scriptures, right? I can't be a monkey. Zhang Wen shook his head again and again: "I can't escort him to Tianzhu." ”

I don't know the Buddha and his old man well, and we don't have much to do with each other, so this can't help.

"Who told you about "Journey to the West"!" Mao Xiaofang sighed helplessly and said: "This person is only a few eons away from being able to become a Buddha and achieve positive results, but his reincarnated body will encounter a lot of difficulties, I want you to help him occasionally, lest his reincarnated body die...... If you miss this time, you don't know how long you will have to wait next time. ”

"Help." Zhang Wen nodded: "Daoist Mao, last time you asked me to help, but you only sent someone to inform you, even if you come in person this time, you shouldn't let me work in vain, right?" ”

"What do you want?" Mao Xiaofang asked.

"Anyway, you're also messing with King Jizo." Zhang Wen rubbed his hands: "Is there a magic weapon?" ”

"If the gods are not visible today, how can there be any magic weapon." Mao Xiaofang stretched out his hands and said, "My pockets are also empty, and I don't have any decent weapons for self-defense, but I have recently helped to take charge of the judge's pen and the book of life and death." ”

Watching Mao Xiaofang take out the judge's pen and the book of life and death, Zhang Wen blinked enviously, he also wanted to deduct this thing for his own use, but after weighing the pros and cons, he could only watch Zhong Tianshi take away the two treasures, but he didn't expect it to fall into Mao Xiaofang's hands in the end.

"There are no treasures, but what spells are there? I don't have any legacy, and I've been pushing people hard since my debut. ”

Mao Xiaofang shook his head: "I don't have any spells, but I can ask the King of Jizo." ”

"Then please, by the way, what is the reincarnation of the future Buddha you asked me to protect, what is this life called? What does it do? ”

"Wait until I look it up."

Mao Xiaofang opened the book of life and death, searched for a moment and said, "Found it!" This person's name is Kang Sengui, and he works as a teacher at St. Gaogui's Girls' High School. ”

"Kang Sengui?!"

"What, you know?" Mao Xiaofang asked strangely.

Zhang Wen nodded: "I've heard of it." ”

"The reincarnation of the Buddha was born with a vision" Mao Xiaofang didn't think there was any problem, he nodded and said: "In his previous life, he was a talent in the imperial examination, hanging himself, and then reincarnated, but his divine thoughts are separated from his soul, you just need to pay a little attention to his safety, and his divine thoughts and mana are not weaker than yours." ”

"Not weaker than me?" Zhang Wen understood this time, Mao Xiaofang found a fat difference for himself.

is not weaker than himself, unless it is the zombie king generals, or those second-generation zombies, it is not the opponent of the happy ghost at all.

To be the guide of the future Buddha, but without contribution, it is equivalent to lying down and sleeping at home, but Tang Seng has to count his own share of the credit.

That's a big deal.

"Chief Mao, thank you." Zhang Wen said.

Mao Xiaofang nodded and said with a smile: "Ah Chu and Xiaohai have also been taken care of by you many times, and it is not my arrangement to choose you, it is the arrangement of the King of Jizo." ”

One person and one ghost looked at each other and smiled, although Mao Xiaofang did not admit it, Zhang Wen believed that the other party must have spent a lot of effort.

Talking about the "Gate of Heaven", Mao Xiaofang felt strange about Zhang Wen's spanning decades, from 1937 to 1991, but he didn't know how to explain it, he just said: "Everything may be fate." ”

"If you don't have a place to go in this day and age, you can go to my disciple He Ying, you should know him."

"Why?"

Zhang Wen thought of his parents who prayed to God and worshiped Buddha, and thought of the boy who hoped to follow him to learn magic.

"After the old man, I will go to see him when I have time, the kid back then should be an old man now, right?"

"That's what practice is, to stagnate is to go backwards." Mao Xiaofang nodded, and couldn't help but sigh a little.

The breeze left, the candle flame flickered, and Zhang Wen was left alone in the chair.

Towards the end of the year, Zhang Wen also went to St. Gaogui Girls' Middle School, and was almost kicked out as a young man who wanted to soak horses.

Since he is in charge, Zhang Wen naturally will not waste more time on the other party.

Ah Xing came with New Year's gifts during the New Year.

After entering the door, Ah Xing first showed off his special functions with interest.

His special functions are becoming more and more proficient, perspective, card rubbing, illusion, and a certain degree of teleportation, it is not too difficult, in Ah Xing's own words, with his current special functions, as long as he learns a little bit of gambling, it is not impossible to surpass the God of Gambling in the future.

"That's right, Master!"

Ah Xing suddenly remembered the main purpose of this trip: "A few days ago, I competed with others for special functions, because the power of the collision was too strong, it seemed that I had inadvertently opened the time and space tunnel, and I accidentally traveled back to Shanghai Tang in 1937, and I also met Ding Li, and then helped Ding Li agree to a gamble!" ”

Traveling through the time and space tunnel is enough for him to brag about.

"By the way, I also met your grandfather, who looks almost exactly like you, and is accompanied by a woman, who seems to be your grandmother."

"Fight the tiger tonight?" Zhang Wen said suddenly.

"Huh?" Ah Xing was stunned: "Master, could it be you!" ”

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