I hurriedly said, "I don't know you, and I won't leave the temple. How can I arrange for me to listen to the master?"

The monk who only knows Tibetan has a bad temper and scolds loudly, with a very harsh expression. I don’t need to understand it, and he told me to leave quickly.

The monk who speaks Chinese is not so tough, but just said, "Master Sang Luo is no longer suitable for meeting guests and cannot come out, so you should leave."

It's time to go, how could I not understand, with the words of these two unknown monks, I will leave obediently? Are you stupid boys? I'm going up and down the mountain and traveling back and forth. How do I calculate this hard work?

Instead, I became firm in my mind and shook my head to tell them that I would not leave if I didn’t understand it here.

The Tibetan monk pointed at me and said a few words loudly. The monk next to me didn't translate and sighed softly.

The Tibetan monk then clapped his hands, and his voice spread widely in the empty courtyard, and there were still echoes. It took not long, and four or five monks ran out of some Buddhist temples, all of which were very ill.

The leading monk pointed at me and said something quickly. The four or five monks came over, grabbed my arm without saying a word, and dragged it outwards.

I was furious, "What are you doing? Let go of your hands!"

The sound of our quarrels spread widely in the yard. I struggled desperately, but these monks were tall and big, with their arms bulging. They didn't say they were fierce and evil, but they were also serious. They didn't talk nonsense to me at all, and just dragged them out like this.

My feet were rubbed back and forth on the ground, and my body was sweating all over. The Tibetan monks were extremely dissatisfied and shouted a few more times. Several monks directly raised my feet.

They raised their hands and feet to lift me up, rushed up the steps at a very fast speed, and wanted to send me out.

I shouted loudly: "Sangluo, Sangluo, Master! Master! It's me, Lin Cong!"

At this moment, someone in the Buddhist temple shouted loudly in Tibetan.

The monks stopped and looked over. A young man walked out of the Buddhist temple, bald and naked, wearing a red robe, with an adult seriousness and majesty.

When I saw this, I met him. He was Ye Xi, who played with me and was also the reincarnated Rinpoche.

Ye Xi looks only in her teenage years, but her behavior, expression and aura are already faintly slim with the style of a master. She is calm and straightforward every step and move, and is neither too anxious nor too busy, which makes me think of the words "Young Emperor".

As soon as Ye Xi came over, the monks in the courtyard were extremely respectful and all bowed their heads and bowed with one hand.

Yexi came to us and roared in Tibetan, with a buzzing voice. The monks quickly put me down.

Ye Xi came over and whispered, "Lin Cong, you are wronged."

I was sweating profusely, extremely embarrassed, very unhappy: "What the hell is going on? Are you guys playing with me?"

Yexi said: "Don't be angry, something big happened in the temple. It's an extraordinary period, you have to understand it."

He stopped talking to me, but talked to the leading monk and pointed at me again. The monk nodded, meaning that he could let go, but his eyes looked at me were still despised. This look really hurt me.

Yexi said softly: "Come with me and you'll know the situation."

In the eyes of the monks, Ye Xi led me into a Buddhist temple, and the light became dim as soon as I entered.

The Buddhist temple is very large, and at least hundreds of monks can sit in it. Around the hall are all kinds of statues of Buddhas with golden bodies. I saw that in the center of the Buddhist temple, there were more than a dozen monks in red dress forming a large circle, and I couldn't see clearly what was in the middle.

Ye Xi patted my shoulder, his eyes were very meaningful, and he didn't say anything, and walked over with his hands and feet. I took a deep breath and followed behind.

These monks were reciting scriptures, and the sound of scriptures was like ripples in the pool, rippling in waves. When they arrived behind them, they looked in, and I was shocked.

On the ground in the middle of the monk group, there was a man who was the master Sang Luo. The old man was much older, lying on a felt, covered with a beautiful sheet of paper.

The sheets are full of scriptures and depict circles of Buddha statues with halos.

Sang Luo closed his eyes tightly and was unconscious. I said worriedly, "Come to the doctor quickly."

Yexi looked at me with a serious expression. She made a gesture to me to silence and not speak.

The verses of these monks were surprisingly consistent, with staggered heights and twists and turns. After listening to them for a while, I felt restless and restless, my eyelids became increasingly heavy, and I was extremely sleepy.

Yexi stretched out a hand to hold me, feeling the warmth of his palm, as if a force was transmitted. My brain suddenly became clearer and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Ye Xi helped me to the futon seat on the side and whispered, "You can wait here and wait until the magic eradication array is over before you can tell you in detail."

Listening to the chanting of these monks, I felt like I was sitting on a small boat in the sea, going up and down for a while, my head was dizzy and my stomach was full, so I wanted to vomit it out to feel at ease.

But in such an environment, I couldn't open my mouth and vomit, so I could only wait. I didn't know how long I waited, but the sound of the scriptures gradually fell and finally stopped. I sat on the pillar with my eyes closed, and I was so eager to die. I opened my eyes and saw the monks standing up without saying a word, and began to walk around the Buddhist temple quickly.

Ye Xi did not join the team, but sat next to the old Lama Sangluo, folded his hands together, lowered his head and recited lowly.

These monks circled clockwise in circles, and no one spoke during the process. After going around for seven or eight times, they entered through the back door of the Buddhist temple and exposed one by one.

In the huge Buddhist temple, only Ye Xi and I are left, as well as the unconscious old monk.

Ye Xi sighed softly, walked over quickly, and squatted in front of me: "Your face is very pale, how do you feel now?"

"It's getting better now," I said reluctantly, "What happened just now? I was dizzy and disgusting, and I felt confused."

"It is normal for you to have obstacles and karma," said Ye Xi: "They just recited the verse of praying for protection from fear and good wishes."

"What is that?" I asked.

Ye Xi said: "It is the Sutra of Eliminating Demons. All people in the secular world, those with karma and obstacles, will react."

I was a little surprised and asked, why do you have to chant the Demon Elimination Sutra around Sang Luo?

Ye Xi looked at me, then looked at the old lama lying on the ground not far away, and sighed softly and said, "The master is possessed by the demon."

"What?" I was shocked: "What, what's going on?"

The master must have reached a very high level of Buddhism. He has supernatural powers to protect his body. How could he be possessed by a demon?
Chapter completed!