Patriarch Zhu glanced at the zongzi behind him with a bit of a stumbling expression.

Compared with the surrounding bustle, the figure of 'zongzi' is obviously much more depressed.

"If it's just a skin disease, recently, the villagers who first noticed that they had fish scales on their bodies gradually emitted a foul smell like dead fish, which seems to be emitted by scales. Someone pulled out the scales with a fierce heart, and a fishy pus came out of the white flesh, which really frightened them. If it were only a few people, by now, more than a dozen families in the village had been infected with such a vicious disease, and the old man doubted it..... This.... It is quite possible and ....... Something supernatural is related. ”

"More than a dozen, so many?" Ling Bai's face also began to be solemn. If, as Patriarch Zhu said, ichthyosis has gradually spread like an infectious disease, if it is not effectively suppressed, things are likely to become uncontrollable.

He thought for a moment and asked, "You didn't think about calling the police?"

The old man and Zhu Fu glanced at each other, and said with a helpless smile: "It's reported, a policeman named Ge Xin from the town police station has come to see it, and it is characterized as an infectious disease, saying that it is best to isolate it and send it to other places for medical treatment collectively." ”

"Okay, the poor monk will go on a trip in the afternoon. Ling Bai pointed to the dragon and lion dance troupe and the suona troupe, and said with a smile: "These people should withdraw first, Buddhism is a pure place, don't make noise." ”

"Understand, understand. Patriarch Zhu raised the cannon in his hand, and the staff members who had been invited to cheer up immediately withdrew. He now has no choice but to be a dead horse doctor, if Ling Bai can't solve it, the scope of the disease will expand again, and if they don't leave, the people in the town will come to drive them away or isolate them.

Zhu Fu stood in place and bowed to Ling Bai.

Ling Bai didn't know why.

"Thank you Master Ling for saving the middle school students, and I apologize to those children on behalf of my mother-in-law. ”

After saying that, Zhu Fu followed the large army of the villagers of Zhujia Village and left quickly.

Ling Bai was stunned for two seconds, and then lost his laughter, it turned out that Zhu Fu already knew that he was the one who beat his wife in the school slashing video that day.

There is no imaginary anger, no anger at learning that my wife was beaten, only an apology to the student who caused the panic. I have to say that Lao Zhu is a person who knows right from wrong. (Zhu Fu: Actually, I want to beat you up, but I can't.) ）

The crowd gradually dispersed, the mahjong who should play mahjong, the landlord who fought the landlord, and the joyful and lively atmosphere just now disappeared in an instant.

Overall, Ling Bai was very satisfied, because the mobile phone in his trouser pocket had vibrated countless times in a row just now, making all three of his legs numb.

Entering the Daxiong Treasure Hall of Landa Temple, Ling Bai sat under Luohan Jin, took out his mobile phone and began to check the earning of incense in the morning.

There were 235 pieces of information, which really scared him, and he was relieved only after seeing the value of the incense contributed by each person.

235 people, each of whom contributed an average of 20 incense points, generated 4,700 points, and now has a total balance of 9,600 points.

"Although there are many villagers in Zhujia Village, they are all incense in a formalistic manner, and the value of sesame oil produced is very low. ”

Ling Bai carefully analyzed, 235 people were still inferior to Ding Meng's incense, thinking about it, he felt that Ding Meng's woman was too koi, and it was simply a money printing machine customized for him.

Exit to the main interface and his daily tasks have been refreshed.

[Ordinary daily life: [Morning class], chant the "Great Compassion Mantra" ten times. ]

It was another morning class task, Ling Bai couldn't help but be a little disappointed, the task he was waiting for had not arrived for a long time, as if he was deliberately hiding from him.

But this kind of thing is not in a hurry, only slowly waiting for the RP to improve.

There were more complicated scriptures in his mind, Ling Bai sat quietly on the futon, held the Vajra Bodhi Buddha beads, closed his eyes, and began to chant.

The Mantra of Great Compassion is from the Sutra of the Great Compassion of the Thousand Hands and Thousand Eyes of Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva translated by "Gavadharma", and the full name is "The Great Perfection of the Great Compassion Dharani".

It is said that the Great Compassion Mantra is a proclamation by Avalokiteshvara for the benefit of all sentient beings, and its benefits and merits are as vast as the sea and cannot be exhausted; whether it is the removal of obstacles, the granting of good wishes, or the ultimate enlightenment and liberation, the Great Compassion Mantra can be widely enjoyed because of its incredible power of convenience and power. Therefore, there are not a small number of Buddhists who recite the "Great Compassion Mantra" with devotion to benefit themselves and altruism and support the Dharma.

Nan Wu drank that Hello Night....

.....

As he chanted over and over again, Ling Bai became more and more immersed in the mysteries of the Buddhist scriptures.

After reciting it ten times, it was twelve o'clock at noon, and he suddenly got up, stretched his waist, and suddenly felt refreshed, and his steps were much lighter.

"Amitabha. ”

Ling Bai's heart was like water at this time, and he suddenly had the illusion that the tasks given by the mobile phone app seemed to be specially tailored for him, and they were not randomly refreshed as he thought. Every task is a test for him, and every task is also a practice, step by step, not in a hurry or slow, which has laid a good foundation for him to cultivate internal strength and promote to martial arts.

After having dinner with Miaoguang, the two returned to the temple.

The little monk Miaoguang was very serious and continued to chant sutras and specialize in Buddhism.

Ling Bai was full of energy and got up and went to Zhujia Village.

Bell bell bell.

The bell rings for the end of class.

The crowd squeezed out of the school gates, and students in uniform blue and white school uniforms came in groups of twos and threes, chatting with each other and going home together.

On the main road of the road, Zhu Jinxin held on to a brand-new bicycle, bowed his head and did not speak. Next to her are Cen Zizhen and Jiang Li, who live near the school and stop by her.

The three wore the same blue and white school uniforms, all wearing youthful ponytails.

"Jin Xin, your new bicycle is really good-looking, it was exchanged for the results of this preliminary exam, right?" Jiang Li also pushed the car, but her car looked a little shabby, she bought it when she was just in junior high school, and now they are in their third year of junior high school, and they will take the high school entrance examination next semester.

"Jiang Li, don't rub salt on Jinxin's wounds, she can be in the middle and lower reaches of the class in the bottom test this time. Cen Zizhen helped her glasses and said with a smile.

Jiang Li waved her hand again and again, and said with a coquettish smile: "Jinxin, don't take it to heart, I didn't mean to, who hasn't played abnormally! There is still a semester, don't worry too much." ”

Zhu Jinxin walked forward with a calm face and worried.

This is the third time she has been in the middle of the class, and with such results, she can't even make the red list of the grade ranking. And the fact that she can't be on the red list of grade rankings means that she can't be admitted to key high schools, and even ordinary high schools are mysterious enough.

What if she goes to an ordinary high school in Tangjiang Town? According to a neighbor in the village who is one year older than her, the atmosphere in Tangjiang Middle School is very bad, and there are very few people who can go to university every year, and only once every three or five can they produce an undergraduate student.

And the students in the school are precociously in love and often fight. All in all, very messy.

She didn't want to go to that kind of high school, but she didn't do well in three consecutive exams.

Zhu Jinxin couldn't understand that she had worked hard enough, why she couldn't compare to those who could still do well in the game hall after class?