"When we came down from the mountain, we went to the home of Don Ning to beg for alms. Besides, I am a Buddhist who can save all sentient beings."

"Master, what's the level of our temple? What's your level? Don't you know how to do it? If nothing else, how are you going to exorcise ghosts and subjugate demons after coming down the mountain? Can you chant sutras?" Wu Sheng said.

"What the hell is going on?" Kong Kong said.

"Then what happened what she just said? One or two people had hallucinations, and a dozen people followed the nonsense? You don't need to say it, I won't go down the mountain anyway." Wu Sheng said.

"There is meat to eat when you go down the mountain."

"Not going."

"There is money to be made."

"I'm not going." Wu Sheng didn't bother to tell him, so he raised his legs and walked away. After walking a few steps, he happened to meet Ning Xiaohong waiting outside.

"Master Wusheng."

"Hello."

"Donor, we are ready to go down the mountain immediately." Monk Kong said.

After speaking, he dragged Wu Sheng away.

"I'm not going, I have something else to do, why don't you find Senior Brother Wufan?"

"Your senior brother is thinking about life, why don't you bother him."

If there wasn't Ning Xiaohong next to him, Wu Sheng would have wanted to yell. In the end, he was dragged out of the temple by the silent monk and reluctantly went down the mountain. In the process, he wanted to use his weapon more than once.

I haven't practiced "King Kong Pai An" for a while, but I have to give it to this fat monk who is not good at it.

When the three of them arrived at the foot of the mountain, it was already afternoon and the sun had set on the top of the mountain.

After driving for a long time, they were hungry and tired. Ning Xiaohong invited the two of them to her home for a vegetarian meal.

"Donor Ning, you go to the mountains alone. Aren't you afraid of wild animals like wolves, tigers and leopards all the way deep in the mountains and forests?" Wu Sheng asked curiously while eating.

Along the way, there were winding mountain roads and dense forests. From time to time, the roars of wild beasts could be heard. Not to mention a woman, even a man would probably feel frightened if she were alone. It was too quiet, and some

Dark.

"Don't be afraid, I believe Buddha will bless me." Ning Xiaohong said with a smile.

"Buddha will definitely bless you." Monk Kong said.

"I hope so." Wu Sheng said secretly.

He was skeptical about this matter. If the Buddha really had a spirit, how could he still be standing here intact after all the bad things his master had done? The Buddha would have beaten him to death long ago. But there is a thought in his heart and a sustenance.

, which is always good.

"Let's go, let's go to that house and have a look." After eating, Monk Kongkong stood up and said.

To be honest, there are 100 inanimate psychologists who don’t want to go there. What if I really encounter those ghosts and the like? I can only recite a passage of scripture. What if I am like the white-clothed ghost in the ancient house in existence?

Generally speaking, it's okay to say that a scripture can drive them away. What if you encounter an evil sect and the scripture doesn't work?

Emptiness dragged him to that house.

The deceased's name was Ning A Niu, and the mourning hall was located in the home of the deceased. When they came outside, some people were surrounding them, pointing at them. Before they even entered the door, Wu Sheng felt a chilly air.

"Donor, you should stay outside." He said to Ning Xiaohong who brought them here, and then he and his master entered the house.

There was a coffin in the mourning hall and a brazier on the ground. Inside was paper ashes and some unburned paper money. There was no one in the rooms on both sides.

"Master, don't you feel it's a little cold in this room?" Wu Sheng turned to ask the fat monk beside him.

"No." said Kong Kong.

As he spoke, he walked to the coffin and looked inside. Wu Sheng also came to the coffin and stretched his head to glance at the dead man inside. He was wearing a shroud and his face was green and white, which was very scary. The key was that his eyes were just open.

My hair was all soaked, and it was extremely scary.

"Master, look at whether there is water on his face?" Wu Sheng pointed at the dead man in the coffin.

Kong Kong stretched out his hand and touched it. Sure enough, it was wet and very cold.

"There is really water. Someone just wiped his face, right?"

"Master, can you use your brain when you speak? His family members are all sick. Now this room is haunted and no one in the village dares to come in. Who will wipe his face, himself?"

Wu Sheng looked carefully and found that his clothes were also wet, and his hair was also wet, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

"Master, you're here to watch. I'm going to go out and get some fresh air first." After saying that, Wu Sheng trotted out of the room.

There were more than a dozen people gathered outside the courtyard gate, staring into the house. Everyone who dared to enter the house had worries in their eyes.

"Little monk, what's going on? Is it serious?"

Seeing Wu Sheng come out, an elderly man asked.

"I don't know, my master is studying there." Wu Sheng said.

"Oh, oh." The old man responded several times.

"Where did he drown?"

"Well, there is the small river outside the village. Strangely enough, the river is not deep. A Niu has been famous in the village for his good water skills since he was a child. He even dared to enter the Black Dragon Pond in the mountains. How could he be in such a river?

What happened in the creek?" The old man pointed to the outside of the village.

"This is called capsizing in the gutter." Wu Sheng thought to himself.

"It must be a water ghost!" said a skinny man in his forties.

"Where did the water ghost come from? We have lived here for decades and we have never heard of a water ghost."

"that is."

"I've really seen him lying in the river like a monkey!" the man said.

Apparently no one in the village believed what he said.

"Have you really seen a water ghost?" Wu Sheng said. Others didn't believe it, but he believed in these things. He had experienced it himself and had seen it with his own eyes.

"I've seen it before. It's like a monkey in the water. It swims very fast. I'm lying. I'm not a human being." The middle-aged man swore.

"Then has anyone entered the mourning hall in the past two days?" Wu Sheng asked again after hearing this.

"One by one, how dare anyone go in?"

No one went in, so what happened to those water stains on his body?

After a while, Kong Kong walked out of the house.

"Do you see anything, Master?"

"Go meet his family."

Then they went to another house in the village, where lay a family member who fell ill because they were keeping watch for Ning A Niu, his wife, son, and one of his younger brothers. The symptoms were all the same, with his face turning blue and his body trembling.

Cold, in a daze, the child who was only six or seven years old fell into a coma, and Wu Sheng could feel a cold aura on these people.

"Master, it's up to you." Wu Sheng said to Kong Kong.

"Well, what do you mean?"

"Save them." Wu Sheng said.

"I don't understand medical skills when it comes to saving people," said Kong Kong.

Right speech.

"Then what can you do?" Wu Sheng asked. "Recite sutras, maybe it will work."
Chapter completed!