The light of the Buddha is peaceful, majestic, and sacred, spreading like ripples, sweeping the entire mass grave.

"Are you coming out?"

Everyone held their breath, their eyes full of anticipation.

Kongwen stood quietly aside, with a confident smile on his face,

Then, a minute passes......

Three minutes passed......

Ten minutes passed......

The smile on Kongwen's face froze.

The abbot's brow furrowed.

The audience is a black line.

"Master, what about the ghost?"

Finally, someone couldn't help but ask, and in addition to doubts, there was also a bit of speechlessness in his tone.

The rest of the media workers are also disgruntled.

They carried the filming equipment with great anticipation, and waited to capture the scene of the ghost's appearance, but they waited for a full ten minutes, and they didn't see a single hair.

What is this called?

"Don't worry."

"Allow the poor monks to exert mana and force them out!"

Fa Ling said calmly, and took out a wooden fish from his arms with a solemn look.

Kongwen explained to everyone: "The wooden fish in the abbot's hand is a three-grade magic weapon, which not only has the power to knock on the mountain and shake the tiger, but also contains the wonderful sound of Buddhism. ”

"Once beaten, the evil will be deafening, and it will inevitably appear and flee."

His firm tone made the people present look expectant again.

Under the attention of everyone, Fa Ling directly waved the wooden fish in his hand and knocked it towards the grave under his feet.

There was a buzz.

The light of the Buddha appeared and disappeared into the depths of the mass grave.

And then.

A minute passes......

Three minutes passed......

Ten minutes passed......

Everyone's faces showed expressions of speechlessness.

Kong Wen was so embarrassed that he looked at the abbot, his eyes full of doubts.

And Fa Ling was even more embarrassed at this time, he ignored the majestic and divine posture, leaned his ears close to the tomb, closed his eyes and felt it, and then instantly came to a conclusion.

Nima, there are no ghosts here......

Wrong.

To be precise, it should be the ghosts here, who were all solved in a very short period of time.

So much so that although the ghost is gone, the yin qi accumulated over the years has not dissipated for a while, which misled him.

"Damn, who the hell did this?"

Fa Ling scolded angrily in his heart.

The ghosts of mass graves have been entrenched for more than 100 years and have not been dealt with.

As a result, this will not be extinguished sooner or later.

But when they came, they were all destroyed.

Is this special meow deliberately making the old man embarrassed?

Fa Ling was annoyed, and the media workers next to him continued to ask about the situation, and the atmosphere became more and more awkward.

Fortunately, the always resourceful empty heard, finally noticed something, he glanced at the abbot, groaned a little and then went to the side, pretended to answer a call, and then ran quickly, and said to the abbot helplessly:

"Master, I'm mistaken!"

"The pilgrim called, saying that it was not here, but a little further south, the ruins of the Red Journal, which had been abandoned for twenty years......

What?

As soon as these words came out, the media workers present were all black lines.

"Why didn't the pilgrim make it clear, isn't this a waste of the big guy's time?"

Many people have broken their minds.

Fa Ling was stunned for a moment, cast an appreciative look at Kongwen, and then said with a slight reproach:

"I see, the poor monk said, how could there be no ghosts, I didn't expect it to be an oolong......"

A group of media workers were a little speechless, but no one dared to accuse anything.

After all, although I didn't see a ghost, the abbot's Buddha light was in everyone's eyes.

This is not something that ordinary people can do!

"Master, what's next?"

Someone asked, unwilling to give up.

"Don't worry, that place is not far from here, since the poor monk has come down the mountain, he naturally wants to get rid of those harmful things!"

Fa Ling said with a righteous face.

Everyone admired, and then they got into the car and rushed towards the ruins of the Red Journal.

But they didn't know that at this time, Lin Heng was sweeping away evil spirits in this haunted school that had been abandoned for more than 20 years.

[You killed twenty Qi Cultivation Realm Powerful Ghosts, and your cultivation is +1000]

[You killed three Acquired Realm ghosts, cultivation is +1200]

[You killed an acquired peak ghost, cultivation is +2000]

"Let's go, next place."

With the evil heres all cleared up, Lin Heng didn't have any mud and water, and directly asked Yan Tong to take him to the next location.

……

About half an hour later.

Fa Ling and his party rushed here.

Looking at this abandoned school, which had caused dozens of lives, a group of media workers all showed a worried look in their eyes.

The local media have heard about the deeds here.

Now I entered it in person, feeling the gloomy atmosphere of this wild grass and empty people, and said that I was not afraid that it would be false.

But fortunately, there is an abbot, he is worthy of being a high monk, and when the Buddha's light blooms, it immediately makes people's hearts calm.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the next moment is to witness the manifestation of the powerful ghosts!" Kongwen reminded again.

As the Dharma spirit knocked on the wooden fish, the sound of the Buddha vibrated up.

Everyone held their breath, nervous and expectant, watching every gloomy corner of the school.

And then a minute passed......

Three minutes passed......

Ten minutes passed......

"Nima!"

"Solved again?!"

Who the hell is this meow land?

Fa Ling's head was black, and his face twitched with anger.

"It's over......"

Seeing the abbot's iron-blue face, Kong Wen instantly understood the situation here.

At this time, a group of media workers have begun to complain.

Kongwen was embarrassed, but he still had to go through the process again, and after pretending to take the phone, he explained:

"Abbot, mistaken, it's not ...... here"

“……”

The eyes of the audience were all on him, and everyone's faces were full of resentful expressions.

The outspoken anchor couldn't help frowning and said bluntly:

"This master, can you please determine the direction before you say it?"

"All of us are usually very busy!"

Those present nodded their heads.

Seeing this, Kong Wen could only turn his back and say: "It's the poor monk who is sloppy, don't worry, this time I have already asked clearly." ”

"It's an old forest three kilometers away!"

……

Three kilometers away, an ancient tomb in the forest.

The two zombies at the peak of the day after tomorrow turned into powder under Lin Heng's Tai Chi dust.

All that remained was the corpse gas.

"Let's go."

Lin Heng, who had a calm and breezy face, followed Yan Tong and continued to the next place.

And inside the Zhenling Division, looking at the good news that Yan Tong came back one by one, everyone's faces were full of joy.

"I thought this Taoist chief was just joking, but I didn't expect him to come for real?"

"It's too fierce, it's really too fierce, if you cut down the time to rush, almost every place will be solved in minutes."

"This Dao Chang is too strong!"

"Where is this to deal with demons and monsters, it's clearly to travel!"

"If I knew that we had such a powerful existence in Chang City, we shouldn't have agreed to the conditions of Zen Ling Temple so many times!"

"Oh yes, speaking of the Zen Ling Temple, those bald donkeys seem to have gone down the mountain to get rid of the demons!"

"What?"

The members looked at each other.

(End of chapter)