Beckoning the two police officers to stay and look for Yang Lan, Lei Ming himself led several other police officers to Jiming Temple immediately!

However, when Lei Ming arrived at Jiming Temple, Jingyun Shitai and Bai Chang's bodyguards inside said: "Bai Lao, he is gone!" Drive yourself! ”

"But comrade police officer, Bai Lao's state at that time was indeed a little problematic!"

"The whole person is as if he has been subjected to a ghost, his face is white and waxy, and there are dark circles under his eyes!"

"Look for him!"

Listening to the descriptions of the two, Lei Ming only felt a tingling on his scalp!

He vaguely felt that Bai Chang's life could not be saved!

......

At the foot of the mountain, in an almost rampage Audi car, Bai Chang's face was terrifyingly white, his eyes could barely see the pupils, and they were all pale eyeballs!

Except for Bai Chang's empty car, the temperature is so low that it can freeze to death, but if you look in the rearview mirror, you can find that two powerful ghosts, one big and one small, are pestering him!

The big ghost was covered in blood, blood and tears flowed on her pale ghost's face, and she seemed to be whispering in Bai Chang's ear!

If Master Jingyun is here, he will definitely be able to recognize it, this is Jingyu!

The woman who came to Caiyun to find her son!

The little ghost smiled "hehe", waved his cold little hand and grabbed it at the position of Bai Chang's heart, saying "didn't grasp" and "didn't grasp" in his mouth one by one, as if he wanted to take something out of it!

It's summer!

Haunted by two powerful ghosts, one big and one small, Bai Chang's whole person's vitality gradually faded, and the Buddha card on his chest emitted a slight light, and every time it lit up, Bai Chang's whole person's vitality recovered a little!

However, the restored vitality was quickly sucked away by two powerful ghosts, one big and one small, so that Bai Chang's whole person always looked like he was being ghosted!

Hmmm-

I don't know how long later, a sudden sound of braking sounded, Bai Chang crawled out of the car in a daze, he stumbled forward, and fell into the stagnant water on the ground with a "pop".

Looking up with the last of his strength, Bai Chang saw the closed gate of Chongwen Temple in front of him.

At this time, it was past seven o'clock, the clouds were dense and rainy, the sky was dark, and the pedestrians around Chongwen Temple were in twos and threes, and occasionally someone saw this pale old man lying on the ground and left in a hurry!

A young mother led her child to pass by with an umbrella, and suddenly, the little boy who was holding the hand of his mother pointed to Bai Chang who was lying on the ground and said, "Mom! ”

"That aunt and that kid are beating that old man!"

The young mother turned her head to look and saw that except for Bai Chang lying on the ground, how could there be any aunts and children?!

Her face changed suddenly, "What are you talking nonsense on a cloudy day?!" ”

After saying that, he picked up the little boy and hurried away.

"Uh, uh!"

A low and painful cry came out of Bai Chang's mouth, he looked up at the temple gate of Chongwen Temple not far in front of him, his pale eyes rolled slightly, he raised his hand with great difficulty, and crawled towards the temple gate little by little.

It was as if there was something in the temple gate that could save his life.

In Chongwen Temple, this point used to be the time for monks to eat, but today, the whole temple is so quiet that there is no sound at all.

Even the raindrops fell on the floor tiles in the temple, and they didn't dare to make a sound.

Da-da-da-da!

Suddenly, there was the sound of slight footsteps.

Along with it, there is also the sound of "dang, dang, dang" gold and stone knocking.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

A long, old voice passed through the rain curtain and over the Buddhist hall, and an old monk in a robe with a wrinkled face like dead tree bark appeared step by step by the temple gate with a Zen staff.

He did not come out of the temple, but from the outside side of the temple.

Braving the continuous drizzle, the old monk walked up to Bai Chang, holding a Zen staff in his hand, and standing in front of him with one hand, "Master Bai, fortunately you have this Buddha card to protect your soul and soul, otherwise, you will have lost your soul at this time." ”

Bai Chang on the ground raised his hand to the old monk little by little, as if he was praying for something.

The old monk's face trembled slightly, he looked behind Bai Chang, and said: "You two are also poor people, but in the end, this is still the land of my Buddhism, and Bai Shizhu is the master of incense in my temple, and he enjoys the tablet of immortality in my temple." ”

"The monk has compassion in his heart, and if you hurt him so much today, I won't bother with you, so leave quickly."

Ghost Jingyu raised his head, glared at the old monk with a dark green grimace with blood and tears, and opened his mouth to let out a terrible ghost roar!

In an instant, all the ancient trees in Chongwen Temple in the wind and rain were rattling!

The old monk's face suddenly panicked!

He immediately looked back and was slightly relieved to see that the temple door behind him was tightly closed.

Turning around, the old monk was angry, "You lonely ghost! Do you have to hurt people in front of the old man? Is there no one in Chongwen Temple who bullied me?! ”

Bang dang!

After the old monk finished speaking, the Zen staff in his hand slammed to the ground, and the strings of gold rings on the Zen staff made a crisp sound, and suddenly, Ghost Jingyu covered his cold head, and the ghost looked extremely painful on his face!

And that summer didn't seem to be affected by anything, he squatted on Bai Chang's back and laughed, and his little hand grabbed Bai Chang's heart one by one!

"Hee-hee! Didn't catch it again! ”

"Didn't catch it!"

"Still haven't caught it!"

I don't know what it was grabbing, the cold little hand grabbed Bai Chang's back one by one, and every time he grabbed it, Bai Chang's whole face became more painful!

The old monk used a Zen staff to force the ghost to retreat, but he didn't dare to do anything about this summer, but just followed the temptation: "Little friend, this old man has been punished, let's stop in moderation, okay?" ”

Summer tilted his little head to look at the old monk, and the cold little ghost hand grabbed Bai Chang's back again, "Hehe, you didn't catch it again?!" ”

The old monk patiently persuaded: "He has a Buddha card on his body, you can't catch his heart, little friend, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, let him go, okay?" ”

A strange expression appeared on the little ghost face in the summer, he looked down at the blood hole in front of him, looked up at the old monk and said, "Orange Orange, I said the same thing as you......"

Hearing the words "orange orange", the old monk trembled, and he turned his head to look behind him again!

Seeing that the temple door was still tightly closed, the old monk continued to turn his head to Xia Xia and said, "Right? You see, he said he couldn't catch it, so how could you catch it? ”

"Obedient, let's stop playing, good!"

Syllable!

At this time, the little ghost hand of summer grabbed Bai Chang's back again, and this time Bai Chang's whole body was shocked!

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the old monk with pleading eyes!

The look on Summer's laughing grimace gradually blurred, and he whispered, "Hey, this time, I got it!" ”

The old monk's face suddenly changed, "Little ghost! Kick your nose and face and don't know how to lift! ”

"Look at the old man who took you!"

After speaking, he was about to raise the Zen staff in his hand, when he was about to raise his staff-

Behind the old monk, the closed temple door was opened by two trembling monks, and Yang Ning walked out of it with a yawn.

"Master Jueming, long time no see."

Greeting the old monk with a smile, Yang Ning put one hand behind his back, spread forward with the other, and walked out of the temple gate.

Under the old monk's extremely frightened gaze, Yang Ning's outstretched hand was held little by little, and when he let go again, a ball of golden powder slipped from his hand like sand!

"Huh?! This?! ”

The old monk hurriedly looked at Bai Chang's neck, only to see that the Buddha card that had just provided life for Bai Chang had become a crumb.

After the golden gravel was completely sprinkled, Yang Ning's five fingers of his right hand were spread out, and with a little force, snap!

A thunderous sound sounded, startling all the monks behind the temple gate!

I saw that behind Yang Ning, above the temple gate, there was a blood-red ghost handprint on the temple door plaque that had gone through many years of wind and rain and had the three big characters "Chongwen Temple" written on it!

Suddenly, the trembling body of the old monk and the plaque on the temple door couldn't stop swaying together in the wind and rain!

......