Soon, the town of Yuren Island was in endless quarrels, and some people even fought over trivial matters.
"Are we just letting them ignore this?"
As soon as Feng Xing finished speaking, the other end started fighting because of the troops who were selling goods and changing, and the resentment seemed to be spreading invisible bacteria.
The streets are filled with noisy and insults. Feng Xing is the first time he has encountered such a situation, which is inexplicably depressing.
"Xiao Fengjiao is not resentful enough, so we can find a way to make other people feel resentful, and we can't stop it, but... maybe we can try this method to reduce the resentment and not increase it anymore."
“What method?”
"You go and ask the boss for a map of Yuren Island, and I'll check the terrain before making a decision." It's rare that I didn't care anymore. My expression was very serious at this moment, and I looked like a real master.
Feng Xing nodded, "Okay, I'll go now."
The boss's wife grew up on Yuren Island. In the early years, the Guo family also had an official, so she had a wide connection. Under the guise of investing by rich people, she wanted to release the map and only got it at noon.
Don’t miss it, after taking the map, I looked at a rough terrain. The shape of the Fishman Island is not like a crescent moon, but like a groove. The concave side is like a container that can absorb. If someone who understands Feng Shui and makes good use of it, this Fishman Island will be able to become a rich man in a few years. After all, water can accumulate wealth and is surrounded by sea water.
But if it is used to gather resentment, it can also help Xiao Fengjiao become a demon and a temple. Once today, it will really become a dead city.
Don’t miss a few strokes on the map, so that several dots are connected together, forming a counter-evil. At least before Xiao Fengjiao became a demon, she can also control the resentment on the island.
I took a look at the available hands now, and some people were sitting on chairs secretly wiping their tears. Some were holding the cross in their hands, muttering nothing in their mouths. None of them were doing big things. Isn’t it a little dream to expect these people to help them?
He couldn't help but sigh. Guo Xiaomei saw Master Wumian's embarrassment and immediately asked, "Master, have you thought of any solution?"
"There is a way, but we must divide the troops into four groups at the same time, but look..." His eyes touched Jiang Ping and others. None of them were the ones who did big things. Don't be messed up by them at that time.
Don’t think of Jiang Ping and others, even Guo Xiaomei is not very proud of their character. At the critical moment, she is not scared away, so she has seen her eyes away.
"Master, this is good. If you choose a few people with characteristics, I'll look for them."
"It is best for a butcher who is very angry, but this person must pass the character. There are four places in total, two people in a group, and you can find six more people." The remaining place is the eye of the formation, and he decided to bring Feng Xing to come in person.
Guo Xiaomei thought about it in her mind and immediately had a candidate and ordered Ah Zhong to find someone immediately.
Don’t miss outline the four marked places and ask Guo Xiaomei, “Where are these four places?”
Guo Xiaomei took the map and looked at it, "The east is the only school on our island, the southwest is a vegetable market, and this place is the dock of the island. As for the last place..." Guo Xiaomei's face changed, and she looked at him uneasy.
Don’t think you have a bad feeling and asked subconsciously, “Where is that place?”
"It's the township office building."
Wumeng's heart skipped a beat, and I also felt that this luck was a bit too heartless.
"Master, what do you want to do?"
Suddenly, it became quiet, causing everyone else to stop in their direction, and looked at Master Wumian in uneasy.
Now, he is their only life-saving straw.
Wu Nian laughed dryly, "It's okay, it's not a big deal. Just be responsible for finding the others. I will solve the rest myself." It seems that he is the only one who goes to the township office building in person, and others will definitely not be able to handle it. It will be useless if you go there.
Guo Xiaomei was relieved when she heard this, and felt much more at ease, "Okay, I'll go find someone right away."
Don’t miss you, and went to Lao Yu’s room, but he was reluctant to swallow it. Even Dr. Zhu said that this person was helpless and that he was suffering because he was angry.
After all, he is a monk and a compassion is at work.
He lowered his head and asked Lao Yu, "Do you have a wish?"
Lao Yu's breath suddenly leaked for two seconds, and then he began to breathe hard again, causing internal injuries on his body. He couldn't help but hum.
Wumian sighed, "If you are worried about Xiaozhi, I will do my best to protect him. Even if my ability is limited, the girl in the fifth recitation will not sit idly by. She looks cold, but she is actually the most soft-hearted, so you can rest assured."
Lao Yu did not let go of his knots because of this, and he still stood firm and refused to die.
Don’t think about who he is still thinking about?
I glanced at Xiaozhi, who was sleeping. He had never had any illness since the fifth thought left. This is a good phenomenon!
I came to the desk and started drawing talismans without thinking, and I quickly finished drawing.
I washed my hands in the bathroom, but I don’t think it was very clean and clean.
How clean is, even the cracks in the nails were washed, for fear that they would not be clean, so they cut their nails neatly.
Then clean the face and brush the teeth.
I went back to my room and changed into a clean robe. This outfit made Dongfang Zhao look dazzling for a moment, "Don't worry, what's wrong with you? I suddenly dressed so formally?"
Wumian took a look at Dongfang Photo and wanted to snort coldly, but later thinking about his current state, he gave up.
"Azhao, go and get a mat for my old monk."
"Uh, oh!"
The key is that Wuming is too master-like, which makes it difficult for him to refuse.
Wumian threw his cassock and went straight to the yard of the farmhouse courtyard. He took a step forward and the robe of the cassock was swung. He could also see his fat big feet falling steadily and vigorously on the ground. The dust raised had already stained his cassock.
Dongfangzhao found a thick mat, "Don't worry, do you think this mat is OK?"
"OK."
He took back his feet and drew a golden arc in the air until a formation was formed. He took the thick cushion from Dongfang Zhao's hand and put it in the needle. He carefully took out his treasure from the bag.
A dark and bright wooden fish, and a string of slender Buddhist beads, put his treasure in front of him, then threw away the hem of the cassock and sat on the mat very handsomely, in exchange for Dongfang Zhao's eyes to see the light of worship.
In the past, he thought that the most handsome celestial master was a goddess, but now there is another person in his cognition, that is, don’t worry.
I thought he was just an old monk who loved eating meat, drinking, and clingy, but I didn't expect that today it really opened his eyes.
Don't worry, sit down, "Azhao, watch for me, don't let someone disturb me."
"good."
The direction he faced was exactly where Xiao Fengjiao was buried.
When the first wooden fish sounded, Dongfangzhao felt that the whole world became ethereal. What followed was the sound of not chanting scriptures, like Sanskrit chanting, washing away the empty space of the soul, and spreading to a faraway place. Dongfangzhao couldn't understand it, but could easily see the series of runes that didn't understand overflowing from his lips and drifting to a faraway place, like the fresh air after the spring rain. Under the baptism of the Buddha's voice, everyone seemed not so irritable, but had a hint of peace.
The golden light flashed, Dongfang Zhao rubbed his eyes, and once thought he was dazzled.
He felt that if he didn't think about it, he was a living Bodhisattva now, and he was so sacred that people dared not look at him directly.
Dongfang Zhao looked up and saw countless black gas floating in the air, which was a resentment visible to the naked eye. When those runes passed by, the resentment would quickly dissipate.
Perhaps the resentment also felt the profound magic power of Wumeng. For fear that the runes would continue to approach, a lot of resentment surged from all around to prevent the runes from continuing to approach. From time to time, accompanied by an angry roar, forcing the golden runes back away again.
The sound of Wumeng chanting the scriptures was not disconnected, but it was slow. Dongfang Zhao could hear it so hard that he could imagine that Wumeng should have encountered difficulties, but he didn't know how to help him? He could only stand aside and do it in a hurry.
Until I let out an angry shout, the scriptures were like the sound of a temple bell, and with a "bang", it broke through the siege and diluted the resentment bit by bit.
Chapter completed!