"Go to sleep, I'll have to hurry to go tomorrow." Monk Kongxu said.

He fell to the ground, and within a short while he snored again.

"The quality of sleep is really good!" Wang Sheng sighed.

He lay on the ground with his head resting on his hands and couldn't sleep no matter what. He was scared into cold sweat just now, so how could he dare to sleep?

"Is it really that I've read it wrong and have hallucinations?"

As soon as I closed my eyes, I thought of the ghost with long hair and white clothes, and hurriedly opened my eyes.

Hoo, hiss,

This nightmare is definitely indispensable.

Wow, the wind blew again, and the broken doors and windows creaked.

Wang Sheng's body suddenly tensed.

Could it be coming again?

This was the prelude just now, and then a white-clothed ghost appeared outside.

He just remembered that he suddenly found a man lying in the hole on the roof, with long black hair hanging down, unable to see his face clearly, his long hair was separated, revealing a small half of his pale face, and a red eye, which had already protruded from the frame of his eye, staring at him.

Ghost, ghost, there are ghosts!

He trembled all over and wanted to shout, but found that his throat seemed to be pinched, and could only make a slight sound, which could only be heard by himself. He wanted to move, wanted to get up and run, but found that his body was out of control, as if he was stationary.

The white-clothed ghost on the roof fell from the hole, with his head facing down, stretched out his thin and blue hands, and drooped down, like a big spider.

"Wake up, empty, wake up, there is a ghost!" Wang Sheng was sweating profusely and couldn't shout out.

"Amitabha, Amitabha, the Buddha's blessing, Jade Emperor, Guanyin Master, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, Fighting Holy Buddha, Save me, save me!"

The ghost fell slowly and lightly, getting closer and closer.

"Buddha, Buddha, I am a monk, I am a monk in Lanruo Temple. I will not return to secular life. Please save me quickly!"

The blue-black palm fell on Wang Sheng's shoulders. Suddenly, he felt a biting chill, as if a large piece of ice was pressing on his shoulders, and his whole body was frozen instantly.

"It's over, Buddha, where are you?" At this moment, Wang Sheng's thoughts were gone.

"Empty, stop sleeping, get up quickly, run away, there is really a ghost!" He wanted to shout at the end, but he really couldn't.

The pale face and the blood-red eyes were getting closer and closer.

Prajna Paramita,

Wang Sheng recited this Buddhist scripture by a god and a ghost.

The ghost that was approaching suddenly stopped.

Useful, or hallucination?

"Prajna Paramita, Prajna Paramita."

The white-clothed ghost stopped there and stopped moving. His dark hair was still covered with mud and water, and his blood-red eyes were staring at Wang Sheng, so close to him.

"When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practiced the deep Prajna Paramita, he saw that the five aggregates were empty and he could overcome all sufferings. Shariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form..." Wang Sheng silently recited the scriptures.

He shivered all over, closed his eyes, and did not look at the ghost, but just recited scriptures.

After a while, he found that the chill on his shoulders disappeared and he could speak out. When he opened his eyes again, the ghost was no longer in front of him. He looked up, but he looked around and disappeared. It seemed that he had left.

Hun, Hun, the monk Kongxu beside him snored and slept soundly, but he had nothing to do.

"What a fucking luck? Why do you stare at me? You don't try this juicy and delicious one?!"

Wang Sheng sat there, remembering what happened just now, and his body was still shaking slightly.

Ghost, it was definitely a ghost just now, he was very sure that it was definitely not an illusion.

The horror I saw with my own eyes and the biting coldness I felt with my own eyes were absolutely impossible to be wrong. He reached out and rubbed his shoulders, gently lifted up the clothes on his shoulders, and on his shoulders, five blue fingerprints were clearly visible.

He looked up at the roof and then outside the window.

"What kind of world is this?"

The sky outside is still dark, and I don’t know when it will be dawn.

He couldn't sleep and didn't dare to sleep, for fear that the ghost would come back when he fell asleep, and his life might be gone.

The night was long and I couldn't sleep and had nothing to do, so he got up and sat cross-legged, chanting the Buddhist scriptures softly.

Heart Sutra of Prajna Paramita

The Buddhist scriptures I recited on a whim in my previous life, I never thought that they could also exorcise ghosts here.

The scriptures are not long, only three hundred words,

He read it over and over again, and at the beginning he was merely reciting, and his mind was still very confused. He gradually calmed down and did not want to read other things purely Buddhist scriptures.

Fear, irritability, worry, and all the complex emotions have disappeared.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already bright outside, and the morning light penetrated through the broken windows and the roof.

The night has passed.

Ah, the monk Kongxu on the ground also woke up and sat up and stretched.

"What's wrong? Didn't sleep well?" He asked at Wang Sheng, who looked tired.

"There was really a ghost yesterday." Wang Sheng said.

"There is no ghost, it's your heart that is impure." said Monk Kongxu.

"If you don't believe me, look." Wang Sheng lifted his clothes and exposed his shoulders, and the man was stunned.

On the shoulders, the five fingers' blue mark disappeared.

"What are you doing?" Monk Kongxu was shocked when he saw this.

"Wusheng, you have to respect yourself!"

"I..." Wang Sheng took a deep breath.

"Forget it, you don't believe it after saying it. Let's continue on the road, right?" Wang Sheng said.

"Let's find a place to beg for alms first?"

"I won't go to Xiaohong's house again, are you?"

"How can that work? Her family is not rich, so change to someone else's house." Kongxu said.

"Ah, I thought you would be shameless and go again."

About half an hour later, the two of them came out of Ning Xiaohong's home again.

"Thank you, thank you, Buddha will bless you."

"Two masters walk slowly." Ning Xiaohong said with a smile.

After watching the two monks walk away, the young girl turned around and went home.

"Empty, you are so shameless!" Wusheng said.

"You ate more than me just now." Kongxu said.

"How did you do it? Why do people in this village dislike you so much?!" Wang Sheng said.

Just now, the two of them walked around the village and knocked on the door of more than a dozen families. Someone saw that it was them, and without saying a word, they closed the door directly with a bang. This is good. There is also a woman who is seven feet tall, has a big waist and a round waist, and has a face that is as big as a basin. When she saw it, she was empty and cursed.

"I come to my place to steal chickens every day, and I have the face to beg for alms. If I don't get out, I will beat you to death!"

Monk Kongxu fled in a panic at that time, like a dog from a stray family.
Chapter completed!