Thunder is something that can't be controlled.

From ancient times to the present, only the male protagonist in the novel can be okay if he is struck by lightning, and ordinary people are paralyzed one by one.

The two generations of disciples of Leiyang Palace are a stark example.

But what Lin Ye thinks about is modern electric shock technology, and in modern times, there are many athletes who use electric shock methods to control their body muscles, and they can also use this technology to practice Lei Yang Gong.

Unfortunately, he can't return to the real world right now, and there's a demon waiting for him there.

"It's time to go find the old Taoist."

Lin Ye had made a plan, he would not return to the real world without the strength to fully deal with the evil ghosts.

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Dawn!

The entire county of Shangyang was shocked by one piece of news.

Cao County, who was about to go to the county seat to take up the post of county guard, died at home.

It is said that the death was extremely miserable, and he was beaten to death.

Officials were quick to make an announcement.

When Lin Ye saw the announcement, he was stunned.

[There is a gang of Jiangyang thieves who infiltrated the county government to kill Cao County, and ransacked the Cao Mansion, if anyone is captured, or the first to report to the official, a reward of 1,000 yuan will be paid, and if there is a person who conceals the knowledge and does not report, he will be guilty of the same crime as the prisoner. 】

Aren't you a lone ranger, when did you become a gang?

The nature of the gang is even worse.

Also, he didn't loot the entire Cao Mansion, but just took away the wealth in Cao Xin's bedroom, and he still picked it up, and some ordinary silver didn't touch it.

The otherworldly version was robbed of 5 million and reported 10 million?

Grass (a plant)

I'm behind the blame.

The whole Shangyang County is rumored, and it is said that the officials are searching everywhere, but Lin Ye knows it in his heart, the thunder is heavy and the rain is small, just for show.

It would be so embarrassing if he really found himself.

I'm embarrassed, and the yamen is embarrassed.

Lin Ye even believed that if he surrendered now, the yamen would also acquit him.

The dynasty has changed, but it is still this group of people who govern the world.

Lin Ye sneered and laughed, the dynasty that changed the soup but not the medicine, the ending was the same.

"Hey, the merit has increased a lot."

After daily cultivation and internal viewing, Lin Ye found that there were dozens of more wisps of Yang Virtue in his body, which was more than he had obtained in total during this time, and the most important thing was that there was also one more wisp of Heavenly Dao Merit.

This Cao Xin seems to have done a lot of evil on weekdays.

Killing one wicked is about the same as saving a hundred.

Lin Ye had a realization in his heart, he stopped Chen Yanhan's beloved wife from turning into a demon and killing him, but he didn't get the merits of the Heavenly Dao, it was probably because there were good people and bad people among those people at that time.

Saving two children by himself has the merit of heaven because children have never done evil.

Saving a wicked person is tantamount to aiding and abetting abuse.

If the merits and demerits are offset, the way of heaven will have no merit.

If you kill a wicked person, you will have heavenly merits.

"It is said that the way of heaven is ruthless, and all things are used as dogs, and in many immortal cultivation novels, the cold-blooded and ruthless description of the way of heaven is not accurate, and it is estimated that you can only understand some if you find the old Taoist priest and ask."

Before going to the old Taoist priest again, you can visit the Miaoying Temple outside the city.

Miaoying Temple, outside Shangyang County to the east of the five miles of road, Lin Ye asked Xu Bo to drive a carriage to go, and met many believers along the way.

"The incense of this Miaoying Temple is very good, the old Taoist priest should really come and learn it."

"Childe, the incense of Miaoying Temple has always been very strong, and people from other counties will also come here to worship the Buddha and burn incense, if it is a Buddha's birthday festival, the carriage stretches for several miles."

"What is the reason, is it because it is very effective to burn incense and make wishes here?"

"Many gentry and old men like to come here to burn incense, and that must be because of the good luck."

Uncle Xu replied with a smile, Lin Ye knew in his heart, the herd effect.

The people of the other world are very simple, in their opinion, those gentry and landlords have come here to burn incense, which means that Miaoying Temple must be very effective in asking for a wish, and it will not be wrong to follow the gentry and lords.

Even in modern times, this phenomenon still exists.

It's just another way of saying it, it's called the celebrity effect and the rich man effect.

Half an hour later, the car arrived in front of the Miaoying Temple, Lin Ye got out of the carriage, and the cigarettes rose from the eaves of the temple, and the people went in and out, which was very lively.

Myooji!

The three gilded characters were very magnificent, and there were two Zhike monks standing there at the door, and one of them took the initiative to greet Lin Ye

"Amitabha, is it the first time for Childe to come to my Miaoying Temple? If you are not familiar with the temple, the monk can guide the way for the child. ”

"Thank you, master, I heard that your temple signed a charm, and I came to burn incense and ask for a wish."

Lin Ye was a little emotional, no wonder the incense was so vigorous, this service attitude was enthusiastic, and he took the initiative to welcome guests, which was like an old Taoist priest, and no one was watching in the main hall.

The Zhike monk led Lin Ye to walk inside, giving another Zhike monk a look, and the other Zhike monk showed envy on his face.

As a monk who knows the guest, they are responsible for welcoming guests at the gate of the temple, but not everyone who comes to burn incense will greet them, and those who come on foot will naturally not care, only this kind of carriage to come, wearing silk grosgrain, at a glance is a rich person will greet them.

Another monk is envious, is envious of his companion to welcome a first-time come, generally this kind of first-time come, very willing to donate incense money, and the pilgrims they receive, the more donations, the more rewards they get from the temple.

Following the monk Zhike, Lin Ye burned incense and worshiped in each hall, and then said with a smile: "Master, I came here this time because I want to find a monk in the ghost temple to solve it." ”

"Amitabha, the little monk understands when the son comes to Italy, the son might as well go to the merit hall to rest, and the little monk will inform the elders."

"I'm in trouble."

Lin Ye was led to the merit hall by the monk who knew the guest, and soon there was a novice offering fragrant tea, Lin Ye glanced at the merit hall, compared to the believers outside, there were not many people in the merit hall, but they were all dressed cleanly and decently, and they looked like they had status.

Obviously, this merit hall is open to those of them who have money and status, just like the business waiting room at a high-speed rail station.

After drinking a cup of tea, the novice added it again, and the monk had not yet returned, Lin Ye was a little puzzled, but his eyes swept to the novice in front of the merit box, and he understood in his heart.

Walking to the merit box, under the gaze of this novice, Lin Ye took out three silver tickets, each of which was one hundred taels, and then put them into the merit box.

Shami's eyes widened, and the next moment he put his hand behind his back and made an OK gesture, and he did it three times in a row, ten meters behind him, a small novice who was leaning on the side door saw this gesture and hurriedly ran towards the side door.

After a while, a group of monks stepped into the Hall of Merit, led by a dozen monks dressed in golden robes.

"Amitabha, the old man has a feeling this morning, there will be a distinguished guest entering the temple, and I think it will be this son."