The sky was falling with a little snowflake, and Mr. Bai sat on the ox cart and reached out to catch a little snowflake in his hand.

"This year's snow is a little small!"

With a sigh, the team moved on.

With the protection of the militia, it is safe all the way.

There is little snow this year, and there are also benefits of small snow, at least many people will not freeze to death.

There are still many people outside the city who are suffering from hunger and cold, and several months of disaster relief are just to ensure that these people do not starve to death, and those who are alive are just alive.

It was the first time for Bai Yao to go out, and he was very excited, pulling Zhao Ruoyu to run around on the ground, very happy.

At this time, Ye Ming, who was in Mr. Bai's jade pendant, felt that the situation had changed, and something was approaching!

After a while, suddenly a cold wind struck, everyone shivered, and their whole bodies were cold, and then, everyone felt empty and hungry.

Many people couldn't help but eat the dry food they carried with them.

Bai Yao also felt hungry and growled, very uncomfortable, and wanted to eat.

Mr. Bai did not feel hungry, but when he saw the behavior of the people around him, he realized the problem.

"Everybody come to me!"

Knowing that he was a little different from ordinary people, Mr. Bai directly called everyone over.

Sure enough, as he approached Mr. Bai, that inexplicable hunger subsided a lot.

Everyone looked curiously, but the sky was blank, and they couldn't see anything except light snow.

Zhao Ruoyu tilted his head, held a finger in his mouth, and looked at the sky blankly.

Not only him, but Yeming was also observing the situation in the sky.

From a perspective that mortals can't see, in the sky at this time, a great battle is taking place.

A group of yin cha armed with chains and flags, surrounded a ghost in the middle.

The leader is a middle-aged man with a wide robe and big sleeves, who is not angry and arrogant.

This person is none other than Lord Chenghuang of Yanhua Mansion.

Beside him, there are two other people to help, one of these two people holds a silk book and jade pen, and the other holds a chain hook, which is the two divisions of rewarding good and punishing evil.

The shadows, led by these three people, surrounded the ghost and made it impossible to get out of the trap.

Look at the ghost again, it is a dry and emaciated humanoid ghost, the ghost is thin all over the body, it can be said that only the bones, meridians, and skin are stuck together, and there is no trace of flesh and blood, and the face is described as yellow and thin, which is already a great compliment, except that the abdomen is falling and bulging, and it looks like a starving ghost.

But this ghost thing is much stronger than the average starving ghost.

Although I had never seen it before, just at a glance, Yeming confirmed that this was the "Three Thousand Hungry Ghosts"!

Fu Chenghuang held the jade seal in one hand and the soul whip in the other, and launched an attack on the three thousand starving ghosts.

The jade hair shines, and the starving ghosts with deep eye sockets can't open their eyes, and the soul whip "snaps" on the three thousand starving ghosts, and the green smoke of the beating rises.

The three thousand starving ghosts let out a weak cry of pain, and their withered arms stretched out and slapped on the soul whip to resist the next attack of the Fu Chenghuang.

The two divisions on the side, who rewarded the good and punished the evil, also launched an attack together, and the surrounding yin continued to shrink the size of the encirclement woven by the chains and banners, and constantly reduced the range of activities of the three thousand starving ghosts.

The three thousand starving ghosts fell into great passivity, and they were constantly screaming weakly when they were beaten.

Seeing that it was about to be taken down, not only did the yin cha who shot not have any surprise on their faces, but they all looked solemn and stared at the three thousand starving ghosts with full attention.

After being beaten hard, the three thousand starving ghosts finally let out a loud scream.

As soon as this cry came out, the chains that surrounded it began to tremble violently, as if they were about to shatter at any moment.

The three thousand starving ghosts rushed forward, their hands seemed to be full of strength, they were no longer weak, and they fought directly with Fu Chenghuang, and they did not fall behind.

Fortunately, the two divisions of rewarding good and punishing evil are assisting from the side, so as to ensure that it can be barely suppressed.

But this did not defeat the three thousand hungry ghosts, only to see the ghost power condensed in the hands of the three thousand hungry ghosts, and a white bone stick appeared in their hands.

The three thousand starving ghosts held the white bone stick and continued to attack, quite with the momentum of becoming more and more brave as they fought.

Fu Chenghuang once again used the luminous jade seal to suppress the three thousand starving ghosts, and the soul whip was powerful, fighting against the three thousand starving ghosts.

The second division also attacked with all his might, so that the three thousand starving ghosts could not target the Fu Chenghuang with all their might.

With the cooperation of the other party, although the three thousand starving ghosts were not defeated, they were never able to escape, and the surrounding chain net was once again shrouded.

It's just that these three thousand starving ghosts are not easy people in the end, and a big stick of white bones appeared in their hands, and they continued to fight with the yincha.

Faced with the three thousand starving ghosts who used two white bone sticks, all the yin and yin forces together, but they couldn't take it, but they were trapped in the middle, so that they couldn't escape......

The crowd below couldn't see the battle above, but they all felt very uncomfortable, and many people who were a little far away from Mr. Bai felt hungry, and after eating the dry food they brought, they had to go to the grass on the side to find bark and grass roots to eat.

Seeing Zhao Ruoyu's actions, Mr. Bai guessed that there was something strange around, and hurriedly led everyone away.

After the group walked out of about five miles, they felt better, and the hunger began to subside.

At this time, Mr. Bai found that on the top of a towering slope not far away, there was an old monk with white eyebrows who was looking at the sky in the distance, and the direction in which they were looking was the direction they came.

Mr. Bai felt that the old monk might know something, so he ordered everyone to wait here, and went up the slope alone and saw the old monk.

"Bai Qian, who was born late, has seen the mage."

Mr. Bai made a scholarly salute.

When the old monk saw Mr. Bai, he also smiled:

"The old man Jinjiu Temple Hongxian, I have seen the layman."

"The mage is a master of the Golden Dove Temple?"

Mr. Bai was a little surprised.

The old monk Hongxian smiled and nodded.

The night light in the jade pendant is also an accident, the name of the Golden Dove Temple is not small, and the Shaojue Temple where the Zhisu monk is located, as well as the Jinpeng Temple, known as the three major temples of Buddhism.

"What is the mage doing here?"

Mr. Bai asked.

"The old man is here to subdue the evil spirits here."

Master Hongxian pointed to the distant road,

"That evil ghost is now fighting with the city god, and the old man wants to help the yin."

Mr. Bai asked:

"The mage is not close to that over there, so far away, how can he help?"

"The help at the critical moment only needs one blow, the old man is accumulating strength here, and when he strikes later, please stand farther away."

As he spoke, Master Hongxian folded his hands together, bowed to Mr. Bai, and continued to face the sky over there, his eyes closed, his mouth silently reciting Buddhist scriptures, slowly coiling the rosary in one hand, and holding a golden bowl in the other.

Seeing this, Mr. Bai didn't bother anymore, retreated a little farther away, and observed the old monk.

From here, Yeming looked at the battlefield in the distance, and the battle between the Yin Cha and the three thousand starving ghosts had reached the point where the two sides were in red sight.

Fu Chenghuang was hit several times by the white bone stick, and the three thousand starving ghosts were also injured, and their bodies were much darker.

It's just that no matter how hard the yin cha tries, they can't kill or catch these three thousand hungry ghosts, and if they continue to fight, although they can seriously injure the three thousand hungry ghosts, they will inevitably let them escape.

In that case, after a while, the ghost will come back to life, and the efforts of the yin will be in vain.

Just when the three thousand starving ghosts were hit by the Fu Chenghuang Soul Whip again, and the beaten body swayed left and right.

The old monk, who was standing on the top of the slope, opened his eyes.

Throwing out the golden bowl in his hand, the golden bowl flew out, and in the blink of an eye, it had appeared in the air five miles away, and a powerful golden light was released from the golden bowl, instantly freezing the three thousand starving ghosts.

Subsequently, the golden light was recovered, and the three thousand starving ghosts were also collected into the golden bowl.

The golden bowl flashed, crossed the sky in a golden arc, and flew back into the old monk's hand.

After the golden bowl fell into the old monk's palm, it was still trembling, obviously the three thousand starving ghosts inside were still struggling.

Seeing this, the old monk threw all the prayer beads in his hand into the golden bowl.

The golden bowl immediately settled down, and there was no movement.

In this way, the old monk nodded slightly, smiled slightly, folded his hands together, and recited the Buddha's name.

In the distance, Fu Chenghuang and other yin errands also flew over, saw the old monk, and thanked him.

After greeting a few words with Fu Chenghuang, the old monk said:

"This ghost was born due to famine, and the resentment is extremely heavy, and it is difficult to get rid of it, so the old man wants to bring it back to the temple to suppress it, and ask the city god to be accommodating."

Cheng Huang naturally has no opinion:

"Then it's hard mage, this help, Yanhua Mansion will keep it in mind."

The old monk returned the salute, and after the two sides chatted a few more words, the yin errand left.

At this time, the old monk looked at Mr. Bai again.

Although I don't know who the old monk was talking to just now, it is obvious that he has finished talking now.

"Mage, what kind of evil did you accept in the golden bowl?"

"The name of this ghost is 3,000 starving ghosts, and it is born of the resentment of the victims of this famine......

The old monk explained, and then looked at Bai Yao, who was hiding behind a tree and peeking at him, and Zhao Ruoyu, who was stunned on the side.

"This little demon has a bit of wisdom, and if the fortune arrives in the future, he may be able to achieve something."

When Mr. Bai heard this, he was a little surprised:

"His name is Zhao Ruoyu, and he was in the city yesterday at Zhao Yuanwai's house......"

explained the origin of Zhao Ruoyu.

"Oh, it seems that you are also a blessed person, but the old man has lost his eyes.

This little demon looks stupid, just because the heart has not been opened, the stubbornness has not gone, if you have the opportunity, open the mind, and dissolve the stubborn truth, then the future can be expected. ”

The old monk looked at Zhao Ruoyu and said with a smile.

"If the master is interested, you can accept him as a disciple."

Mr. Bai knew that there was a master in front of him, so he naturally hoped that Zhao Ruoyu would have a good future.

The old monk shook his head:

"His fortune is not in the old man's place, if he takes it away, he is afraid of misleading people's children."

As he spoke, the old monk took out a thin booklet from his sleeve,

"Lao Wei has a 'Wooden Fish Heart Sutra' here, if the layman has time, he can recite it for this little demon every day, maybe it will help him to be happy."

Mr. Bai did not refuse, and generously accepted:

"So, I've thanked the mage in the next place."

Zhao Ruoyu on the side seemed to understand something, and then made a thankful action.

Seeing this, Bai Yao also made a gesture of thanks.

The old monk sent the "Muyu Heart Sutra", and he didn't stay anymore, and said with a smile:

"Layman, we are destined to see you again."

With that, he slowly went down the mountain.

Although it is a slow step, it is still here one moment, and the next moment it is dozens of feet away, and after another step, its figure is no longer visible.

"Dad, is this old monk an immortal?"

Bai Yao asked curiously.

"It's a high-ranking monk."

"Since you are an enlightened monk, why don't you stop the famine? Instead, after the famine, they came out to take away the evil spirits? ”

"Because, ordinary people's affairs need to be solved by ordinary people!

Yao'er, remember, don't think about relying on any gods and Buddhas, solve the problem, we always have to do it ourselves. ”

"Oh, I thought that after you saw the old fairy's ability, you thought about asking the fairy to ask!"

"Asking for immortals is practice, and we are walking in the red dust and mud, so why not practice.

Moreover, I think that the cultivation in the red dust is even more the cultivation of seeking immortals, otherwise, these masters obviously have the ability to transcend the world, so why should they take root in the red dust? ”

"Uh, I don't understand!"

Bai Yao scratched his head, not understanding what his father meant.

Mr. Bai smiled and said:

"It doesn't matter if you understand it or not, anyway, we have been in this red dust, and sooner or later we will understand."

With that, a group of people hit the road again.

Ye Ming in the jade pendant is also half-understood, and he feels that Mr. Bai has said a bunch of incomprehensible words, which makes the demon puzzled.

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