"Good disciple, why do you want me to find me?"

"Master, come back soon. Those little ghosts are making trouble in the temple again, and we can't help it. They are rumbling around and jumping around in the room, jumping around, just like mentally retarded."

"Master, save your disciple. How can you go to the fun alone and leave your poor disciple in the temple?"

Tang Guo heard the voices of several children over there, and his eyes looked a little subtle.

This old monk is not very serious.

Ming Xuan felt Tang Guo's gaze, coughed twice, lowered his voice and said, "Okay, come back soon, I can't control it after walking for a while. How could I have such a useless disciple?"

"Master, there are hundreds of ghosts, and there are only a few of us. Can we suppress it? You don't feel hurt when you stand and speak."

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, I will come back soon."

After hanging up the phone, Mingxuan bowed to Tang Guo with a smile, "I heard that Donor Tang has a complete sutra of rebirth here, as well as some means to save the little ghosts and open the door to reincarnation?"

"Yes." Tang Guo replied, she understood the reason why the old monk spoke for her at the beginning.

Ming Xuan's smile became more and more prosperous, "The donor of the Tang Dynasty is superb Buddhism, and the poor monks even admire it. It is to be honest. There are hundreds of very difficult little ghosts in the temple, but they are all lonely ghosts, with missing memories and never do evil. The rebirth sutra I learned is incomplete and cannot send them into the samsara.

Therefore, I want to ask Donor Tang to teach you the sutra of rebirth and the means to open the door to reincarnation. This request is indeed a bit embarrassing for you, but I still want to try it.”

“No problem.”

Tang Guo said readily, "But I have the conditions."

The smile on Mingxuan's face almost collapsed, so he quickly stopped, "Please talk."

"I have to do some things next, and those little ghosts will ask Master Mingxuan to be saved together. How about it?"

Ming Xuan's face twitched for a moment. Sure enough, this female ghost was not easy to deal with, and she actually wanted to pull him into the water.

But for the sake of rebirth, he nodded, "I agree."

"Master Mingxuan doesn't have to worry. Just watch it from the side. No need to do it, you can just cure the aftermath."

Mingxuan wants to cry, right? Then what's the difference?

Seeing Tang Guo enter the small mountain village, he did not follow him, but only took out the phone to call his disciples, "Come back later, donor Tang has agreed." Ming Xuan laughed again as he heard the cheers of his disciples.

He looked at the resentful mountain village and shook his head. How could right and wrong, good and evil be calculated so clearly?

When Tang Guo came out, there was a transparent scripture in his hand. Before Ming Xuan could react, the scripture floated into his mind.

In an instant, he understood the entire content of the scriptures, and when he looked at Tang Guo, his eyes became different again.

This female ghost really can't afford to offend her.

He consciously entered the small mountain village and began to save those unjust souls.

As for those men who were ruined, he didn't care and helped the little ghosts to save them.

As time passes year by year, there are fewer and fewer such terrible small mountain villages.

Gradually, not only the metaphysical circles learned that there was a female ghost named Tang Guo, but also the legend of Tang Guo in the mundane world.

They were all curious about the female ghost and guessed what she did.
Chapter completed!