"Master, what do you think?"

On the main hall of the Duan Bodhisattva Temple, three middle-aged monks were following behind an old monk, looking at the headless Guanyin statue in front of them.

His face was solemn, as if he was worried about something.

"The spell has passed, and there are still external calamities left on the karma cloth, well, there should be some filth that has broken into the Buddha hall."

The old monk stands alone next to the base of the Bodhisattva statue.

Half ringing.

Reaching out and touching it, the red cloth covering the palm of the "Bodhisattva", and then judged it like this.

He was having dinner when he noticed the calamity leaking, and he rushed over with his disciples.

It's a pity that in the end it was not able to block a certain "visitor" who fled in a hurry.

"Filth, on the Buddha Hall?"

For such an incredible conclusion, the three apprentices of the old monk were dumbfounded, and then there was a panic.

"Didn't the circle stop it either?"

"Isn't it related to the rain these days?"

"I'll just say, the rain is hazy and hazy, and it must be unusual to carry a trace of calamity!"

"Okay, don't gossip and disturb my Buddha's tranquility."

Until the old monk opened his mouth without looking back.

The Buddha hall was quiet.

"But the smell of filth is no different from the calamity of the rain. Therefore, there must be a connection between the two. ”

"W-how's this good?"

But I saw a disciple who wanted to speak and stopped.

Obviously, he was afraid of being reprimanded again.

What does the alien misfortune represent, and there is at least one evil spirit entrenched in the middle of the city.

As for the resentful spirits, the probability of them appearing is not very high.

Because the spirits are so rare, the calamities that escape will not be so rare.

Although it is not very clear, the Lower River District is under the protection of the Buddha, why evil spirits dare to approach.

However, it is not a small matter, and it may affect the future plan, so I still have to deal with it.

The old monk thought and shook his head.

"Well, in the next few days, I will set up a spirit-seeking technique in the city and open an altar to overcome the misfortune. The three of you are responsible for reinforcing the circle and guarding the temple.

In addition, the borrowing of flowers to offer the Buddha is also a few days in advance. It will be arranged at the end of this month, so hurry up and get ready. I've been getting restless lately, so I've had to be on my guard. ”

"Yes."

As the old monk finished his instructions, the three middle-aged monks hurriedly bowed.

"Follow Master's teachings."

"Alright, let's get busy."

With a wave of his hand, the three disciples were driven away, and the old monk stood alone in front of the Buddha hall, his eyes closed, and he was silent.

It took him a long time before he opened his eyes again.

"It's weird, what kind of evil is it?"

can uncover the red cloth of opening power, why is the breath so weak?

Evil spirits should be ignorant, how can they run away?

Something is wrong, something is wrong everywhere.

Hey, you still have to complete the offering as soon as possible, so that you can have peace of mind.

Thinking about it, the old monk coiled up the Buddha beads, and then stepped out of the main hall.

Only one Bodhisattva remained.

Sit still, holding your head.

……

The next day, for the residents of Xiahe Street in Xiahe District.

Early in the morning, they saw that Abbot Duan Bodhisattva, who used to participate in community activities, was walking on the street near his home, praying for blessings along the way.

Among them, there are many followers of the Bodhisattva.

They all stepped forward to salute and listen to the scriptures and chant mantras.

For a while, the streets looked extremely lively in the early morning.

Ordinary monks pray for blessings, and they just make a bit of a holy monk's pilgrimage.

This is undoubtedly a very peculiar sight in a modern society that is generally composed of atheists.

But in fact, Duan Bodhisattva only has such an appeal in the few streets around it.

The rain is still falling.

It can be found in a supernatural world that is invisible to ordinary people.

Everywhere the old monk walked, the fine calamities were blocked out by a faint mist.

The soul of the crowd also has weight. At least, it's no longer as ethereal and unpredictable as it used to be.

The black cat, which was sitting not far away, could clearly see this.

Those who hear the blessing should have been truly transformed by some force.

The spirit of nothingness has a hazy image.

The silent consciousness has also become a lot warmer.

They should all be lucky.

"From the current point of view, it seems that we are the evil side......"

On the roof of a certain building on the adjacent street, Jiang Sheng looked at the back of the old monk and whispered thoughtfully.

"Ah, ah (we should have been evil, I and the cloud ghost are resentful spirits, you are a cat demon)."

A human skin raincoat sits next to him and gags.

And the cloud ghost analyzed it seriously.

"Hiss, hiss (it's not that simple, it is impossible for a spell that can affect a person's soul without a price, and the soul of an ordinary person usually does not have the ability to pay the price.)

So if you look closely, there must be a price that we haven't noticed yet, that has already been paid. What's more, the principle of all things is balanced. It is impossible to be unlucky all the time, and it is impossible to keep yourself lucky. Unless there is something that is being obtained for them, or is paying for it. For example, spirits who like to eat the human heart. For example) ......"

At this point, the cloud ghost suddenly paused.

Then Jiang Sheng was also stunned for a moment.

After a few moments, they spoke almost in unison.

"Sss

"For example, their misfortunes are passed on to other people."

"Hiss (yes)."

"Ah (is this possible)?"

Listening to the reasoning of the "two people", the human skin raincoat seemed to feel a little big.

"Ah, yes (not to mention, how troublesome it is to do such a thing.) If that old monk is really a weird and synergistic person, why should he protect one side?

There is a better way to attract believers, and now this form of promotion is very inefficient. I'd rather like the old guy is tying up his soul and strengthening himself through a similar prayer activity.

Or, it's collecting bad luck to create some kind of special spirit, just like some of the evil spirits like to raise the living, and now it's just a different owner.

Of course, this kind of misfortune that comes from the living beings themselves does not mean that they are taken away.

I guess I have to cut off a piece of my soul.

As for these people in front of them, why did they become more spiritual after being cut "meat". Maybe it's a return to the light, or maybe it's some kind of hallucinogenic spell at work. I'm an expert in this area.

In short, if I guessed correctly, then these people who seem to be happy. I guess I don't think I will live long). ”

After that, the raincoat also ripped off his loose skin and showed an ugly smile.

"Well, you have a point."

Jiang Sheng doesn't intend to ignore any possibility.

So he continued to frown and thought silently.

Is it too late?

If these people are going to die.

So.

So......

The black cat's muscles began to tremble, and the fur on its back twitched.

It's restless, it's restless.

Because of it, it is likely to live up to Bai Jie's trust.

The haze of the past eclipse man has struck again.

The heart without land is wandering on the edge of the cliff.