"I've seen the master, and I'm polite."

The two saluted each other.

The scene was harmonious.

Behind her, the landlady who was carrying dozens of Buddhist scripture bags stomped her feet and interrupted:

"You can't catch ghosts, it's hard for people to take so many bags, hum."

An old aunt in her fifties and sixties behaves like this, which is really helpless.

However, she has a whole building, which must still attract a lot of sensible pretty boys.

"Hurry up, what if you run away from a few ghosts and come to us to make trouble in the future?"

At this time, the aunt urged again:

"You, if you don't do things well, the honorarium will be deducted half."

Money can make grinding ghosts, and the master reluctantly announced a Buddha name:

"Don't worry, the poor monk has already set up a large array, and within an hour, these ghosts will not be able to leave this mansion at all."

"Now, with this fellow Daoist here, the exorcism of demons must be very smooth."

Speaking of this, his gaze fell on Meng Fan.

"Please help me."

"Okay."

Meng Fan was very refreshed, because he had a very good impression of the master in front of him, and nodded in agreement:

"Xiaodao will subdue those fierce ghosts on the premise of ensuring their own safety, and will not beat them to the ground."

Causal cycles.

I had never cultivated before, and I didn't believe in such sayings, but now that I have cultivated, I am in awe of this kind of thing.

At the beginning, when I first came to this world, I was gifted by the master of Huiqing to have a string of beads.

Later, he stuffed the Vajra Bodhi bead into the mouth of the zombie Daisa Miyake Issei, and then used the power of sunlight to completely kill it.

In this way, he really owes a favor to the Buddhist monk, and now, Meng Fan can't find the whereabouts of Master Huiqing, and returns to the Buddhist cultivator in front of him, and also settles a matter of heart.

"However, there is one thing that Xiaodao does not understand."

"Fellow Daoists, please speak."

"What is the purpose of the master to contain these evil spirits with a cloth bag, to bring them back to the Buddha Hall?"

As a police officer who maintains social order, Meng Fan needs to understand the cause and effect.

"To be honest, there is a door in the basement of the building, which is the most yin place in the whole building, commonly known as the murder door, connected to a ghost."

The master said in a deep voice, "This group of powerful ghosts came out of here, so we have to send them back from here, as Buddhism says, come from here, go from here." ”

"If this can be done, and less karma is created, then the merit is immeasurable, and the poor monks will be improved in terms of cultivation."

I see......

Hearing this, Meng Fan knew in his heart that this kind of approach was not very refreshing.

If people don't offend me, I don't offend anyone.

If the devil harms me, I will destroy it!"

In the eyes of Taoists, like this group of wild ghosts who have evil thoughts and want to harm people's lives, even if they kill them to the point that their souls are scattered and they can never be reincarnated, they are still a merit and are recognized by the way of heaven.

But Meng Fan respected the concept of others and did not say much.

"The last question is, after sending the wild ghosts away, how to ensure that they do not come out of the murderous door and continue to harm people's lives."

"Don't worry, I will seal the murderous door with scriptures, and when the day dawns, I will ask the landlady to find someone to come over immediately and seal the door with cement and the scriptures."

The voice is unhurried and well-organized:

"Open a skylight at the top, let the sunlight shine in, and disperse the yin energy, and there will be no problems in the future."

At this point, Meng Fan no longer had any doubts.

"The master is compassionate, and the path will be perfected, but it is clear in advance that it is still the same sentence, if the ghost is too fierce and can harm you and me, it is necessary to use thunder means."

If you can help, you can help.

Once one's own life is threatened, even if it is only a little bit, then he must show the ancestor gossip mirror, and immediately use the canopy ruler to return the color.

"Amitabha, what the Taoist friend said is very true."

The master is not an inflexible person, nods solemnly, and then picks up the Zen staff that is standing on the ground again.

The two walked ahead, strutting with their heads held high.

The landlady was covered with a cloth bag of Buddhist scriptures filled with ghosts, and followed closely.

Ghosts, there are strong and weak.

But in this building, there doesn't seem to be that kind of particularly fierce ghost, even if Meng Fan's subordinates are merciful, slapping with a peachwood sword, and subduing them with spells, the speed is still not slow.

About 20 minutes have passed.

The landlady was covered with a cloth bag, her hands were full, her body was full, and she kept shouting:

I can't bear it.

"The last one remains, this ghost is particularly ferocious, making the whole room full of yin qi, presumably the way is not ordinary......"

After a kind reminder, the Buddhist master rushed in first, showing great courage.

Then, he flew upside down, slamming into the wall behind him with a muffled thud.

Obviously, the ghosts inside are not ordinary.

But when Meng Fan carried the peachwood sword inside, he found that the room was empty.

Is the eye closed?

As soon as the thought came to him, the abandoned couch piled up in the corner floated up and slammed into him, as if something was lifting it up and throwing it.

Subconsciously roll on the ground to dodge.

Hearing the sound of the wooden sofa hitting the inner wall and falling apart, Meng Fan raised his finger for the first time, and the thunder flew out.

Syllable!

The corner where the sofa was placed was scorched black, but no ghosts appeared.

At the door, the master who stood up again took out a Buddhist mirror from his bosom, glanced at the empty room, and finally found a ghost.

It was a woman in white with a cloak of hair, she was suspended in the air, looking straight at Meng Fan, her eyes faintly revealing longing.

It's weird......

The master couldn't figure it out, why did a female ghost covet a man, could it be that she was lustful when she was alive?

The thought flashed away, and after confirming the direction of the ghost, he immediately poured mana into the Buddhist mirror and shook it vigorously towards the place where the female ghost was suspended.

Bang!

The side of the Buddha mirror engraved with the image of the Bodhisattva exploded, and the female ghost was injured and hidden, hiding in an unknown corner of the room.

Meng Fan held a peachwood sword, watched the six roads with his eyes and listened to all directions, turning in circles in place, beware of the evil ghosts launching another sneak attack.

The next moment, the neck was slightly cold.

Although it was easy to spoil the atmosphere by thinking so, he felt as if it was a ghost kissing.

There was a chill in the body.

At the same time, the woman's wail resounded through the building.

The gossip mirror tied to the vest in advance gushed out divine light, directly knocking out the prototype of the ghost.

Meng Fan turned around, looked at it intently, and was really a female ghost in white, and said in his heart:

Is the charm of the current pretty boy so great? Even the ghosts can't help but move their hands and feet.

Of course, ridicule is ridicule, this female ghost exudes evil aura all over her body, and she has obviously killed many people.

Maoshan First Order:

Good and evil are opposed, and they fight for life.

"Master, can you bring her down? If you can't do it, you will have to ...... poor road."

The female ghost disappears.

A fierce wind blew overhead.

Meng Fan, who had been prepared for a long time when he spoke, immediately raised his finger, and the heavenly thunder broke and flew out, only three inches away from his body, he hit a ghost hand and forced it back.

Lex Evil.

The wails rang out again.

Next to him, the master quickly took off his robe and controlled it to crash into the female ghost, Meng Fan didn't care about the master, and also took off his robe at the same time.

The inside of the robe is covered with Buddhist scriptures.

The robe is full of ghost-destroying talismans.

As the saying goes, heroes see things the same way, that's what they see.