Chapter 342 Good Deeds

"Brother, calm down..." I pasted a talisman on my ankle and burned the ghost into a stream of black smoke.

"I can't calm down! What's going on!" My brother grabbed his head irritably.

The monks who escaped from the hall were extremely panicked. Only the statue of the Bodhisattva was here in the hall, and the corpse swamp was not approached.

But these monks have never seen such a scene! Just now, several fellow disciples had already died by the hands stretched out from the wall, and their bodies were pulled into the corpse swamp.

Such a terrifying scene made some monks with shallow Taoism shout help in horror. Some said they called the police, and some said they ran away down the mountain.

Monk Huiqing placed Old Monk Yuanhui on the cushion in the middle, wrapped him in a cassock, and then stood up and said sternly: "Don't panic!"

His voice faintly felt like a lion roar, and the wide hall suddenly became solemn and quiet.

"Master is not dead yet! Why are you panic? Where have you learned Buddhism on weekdays?! Sit down for me! Recite the scriptures and worship the Buddha! Believe in the boundless Dharma!"

"...But there is already--" a monk muttered timidly.

"If it weren't for the blessing of the Bodhisattva, there would be a quiet place under your feet?! Don't be ungrateful! If you want to die, go out! If you don't want to die, be careful and worship the Buddha! Sing the Buddha's name to me!" Huiqing roared.

My brother and I stood aside and watched the monks sit on the cushion one by one, and start chanting scriptures like we do our homework on weekdays.

The traveling monk nodded slightly and bowed to me, "The donor is righteous and helps me, and he has great merit."

I bowed and returned the gift: "Don't say that, the master strictly observes the precepts, which is the true boundless Dharma. I thank you for your help just now."

The monk walking on the feet shook his head and said, "Even if I don't take action, the donor will be able to escape smoothly... The mystery of Taoism is indeed indescribable. I sincerely admire it. Today, my Buddhist sect has such a difficulty, but fortunately you two come."

I was not good at dealing with it, so my brother waved his hand and said, "Okay, one is the friendship of friends, and the other is the righteousness of fellow men. Since they are all righteous people, don't talk so many polite words... You are all Buddhist disciples. In the case of Puji Temple this time, I hope you can stay here for the time being and help Huiqing overcome the difficulties... He has been with this fake monk for many days, and it is not easy."

The monk walking on the foot chanted Amitabha: "The two donors have feelings and righteousness. I admire them. We and the disciples of Buddhism should help each other and eliminate demons."

I lay on the window frame and looked out. The strong evil spirit made the sky dark. It was already early morning, and Jiang Qiyun and the others were still tug-of-war with the corpse demon in the hut of the back mountain.

If this wood is the method of the space where the corpse demon is located, then now it is divided into three parts. The corpse demon can attack from three places, and it will be profitable if you kill a few people at a time!

Because those who can follow the three big bosses must be powerful right-hand assistants.

"Xiao Qiao, don't worry, your husband will be fine." My brother thought I was worried, so he reached out and rubbed my head.

I was a little worried: "Brother, when will we go back? I'm afraid that Yugui and Younan will not have enough food..."

He stumbled: "Well, are you worried about this... Haven't you left enough for a day? Even if you eat it all, you will have milk powder to give it up. Don't worry! The great-grandfather is in charge at home."

oh……

But I've been out for a day and I'm so worried about my baby.

The corpse squats outside did not retreat for a while. It should be that the corpse demon was not at a disadvantage, otherwise the corpse squats would have run away immediately.

Every time these corpse swamps appear, Situ Lin appears.

He appeared just now, but he had become a monster.

"Xiao Qiao, do you think... Could it be that he was seriously injured last time, so he wanted to use corpse refining to fill the damaged part of his body? Situ Lao Pinfu said that he was not here, probably because he could not see anyone." My brother calmed down and began to think about the whole story.

It is possible that Jiang Qiyun was too bad last time. Not only did he destroy his body's souls, but he also buried his hands in Meng Shu's lotus root incarnation, which made the minced meat fly everywhere in the corpse marsh, which should have also blown him into a mess.

His body cannot move, so he can only be admitted to the hospital for treatment... But if he is admitted to the hospital for treatment, it will be easy for Lin Yanhuan to find him.

If evil methods are used to fill it up... no, no, look at the appearance of the corpse swamp just now, Situ Lin is obviously a corpse.

"If this is really his corpse, and he wants to refine his own corpse, then what about the evil soul?" I asked.

Could it be that the evil Taoist wants to dissolve the body of the body and then turn into a corpse immortal?

My brother also frowned, and he said slowly: "Did you think of it too? Maybe Situ Lin's body has been used to refine it, and that evil soul... is in the body of Situ Lao Pian!"

This is awful.

He is now the president of the National Taoist Association and a member of the CPPCC in the religious circle. If we hurt him, it would be strange if the state public power does not arrest us and punish us!

He doesn't play "yin" with us, he just plays "yang" with us, and we can't play him!

The roof of the hall suddenly blew up like a heavy rain hitting rubble. The sound of water fell, and soon something hit the roof with a "bang".

We were all scared and my heart tightened: Could it be that the corpse demon was dragged out?!

Immediately afterwards, an object rolled down from the roof and smashed into the courtyard.

When we looked over, we saw a swollen finger that was thicker than the thighs of adults!

The corpse demon's fingers were cut off and he flew here?! How fierce is the battle in the back mountain?

The finger fell to the ground, and my brother rushed out desperately and posted a few talismans, burning them to ashes.

"It's useless to burn... Maybe the corpse demon can eat more and continue to refine a finger." I curled my lips.

"That's going to burn, in short, it's a little bit!"

The black air in the sky gradually dissipated, and the distant horizon turned into a dark color.

It's going to dawn.

The yin and yang qi grow and the other grow, and as the darkness dissipates, the evil spirits of the darkness disappear quickly.

The sun and the moon alternate, and the clouds break through the sky.

The corpse squat on the ground began to shrink, and the monks in the hall felt the changes, and the sound of chanting scriptures became louder and louder.

The wind fell into the yard.

Jiang Qiyun stood in the courtyard.

The long sword in his hand was inserted into the ground, and the sword edge penetrated into the thick blue bricks.

The evil spirits above the entire temple and the black fog that had no time to escape from the ground were all shaken away by this sword.

A ray of morning light in the sky reflected on the glazed tiles in front of the hall.

The seven-colored Buddha light shines everywhere, shaking the monk's eyes.

The black flying sleeves of the flowing clouds also shook my heart.

Everything is orderly, and things in the world are impermanent.

He could have watched coldly, but chose to protect him silently.

The immortals use "karma" to determine their "position".

Because of his compassion and good deeds, those great gods turned a blind eye to his willfulness, right?

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Chapter completed!