Chapter 1332 There Is Still a Ghost? ?

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This shadow was nothingness, with a green light all over its body. Looking carefully, it was really a female figure with disheveled hair and no facial features on its face. It just floated into the room.

The Yuan family was so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe, and they broke out in cold sweat.

Jiang Siming stared at 'her' without blinking, and with a sweep of his consciousness, he found that in the woods not far from the villa, two former young monks were playing with a machine.

The machine projected a green light that just shone into the villa.

It's just that I don't know why, the projected shadow has no light, and it should be treated specially.

But it also confirmed that Jiang Siming's deduction was correct, that's how the ghost came from.

Just when the female ghost was about to enter the house, the old monk finally opened his eyes and got up from the ground.

"Damn, if you don't even know the basics, just come out to bluff and deceive, at least you have to jump up from the ground, right?" Jiang Siming was speechless towards this kind of liar.

But at this time, the Yuan family would not pay attention to this point at all.

After the old monk got up, he shouted at the female ghost: "Don't be evil, don't harm people!"

After finishing speaking, he took off the Buddhist bead from the firm around his neck, aimed at the ghost and drew it.

The ghost shadow was whipped by the Buddha beads, and it let out a shrill scream, and then backed away again and again.

The old monk then took out a handful of talismans and threw them into the sky, and the talismans rose naturally.

Jiang Siming had to look at him with admiration. If this old monk went to ancient times, he would definitely be a "generational monk", the kind that the emperor would have to take good care of.

It's a pity that modern people are too smart, especially him, how can they not see that the talisman is made of white phosphorus.

But the Yuan family has not noticed it yet, maybe they have never encountered it before, or maybe they were frightened by the ghost.

The sky was full of flames, and the old monk shouted loudly: "The Dharma is boundless! The palm of the Tathagata!"

Immediately afterwards, he went up and slapped the ghost.

The ghost image immediately let out a miserable cry, and then turned into air, floating between the sky and the earth.

At this point, everything outside the villa has returned to tranquility.

The old monk walked back with a red face, and said with a big laugh: "Benefactor, the ghost has been eliminated, you can rest assured in the future."

Yuan Qingsong came out immediately after hearing this, and asked tentatively, "Is the wronged soul really dead?"

"Haha, you were beaten to death by the old monk, don't worry." The old monk laughed.

At this time, two young apprentices who had been missing came out, and said with concern: "Master, stop talking, you just used a lot of Buddha power, and your body can't bear it."

Hearing the words, the old monk immediately pretended to have internal injuries, clutched his chest, and wobbled.

"Master, are you alright?" Yuan Qingsong and the others asked in concern.

"It's all right, it's just sacrificing ten years of my life. It's my mission to fight against evil and fight for life." The old monk said impassionedly.

At this time Jiang Siming suddenly interjected: "Master, isn't this the belief of Taoism?"

The corner of the old monk's mouth twitched, and he quickly smoothed things over: "It's just that Buddhism and Taoism belong to one family."

Yuan Qingsong didn't doubt that he was there, so he quickly took out a box of banknotes he had prepared, opened it and sent it to the old monk.

"Master, this is 500,000, no more, no less, just tap it."

The old monk looked at the money with greedy eyes.

The young monk next to him immediately wanted to pick up the money.

But a pair of hands blocked the box of money, everyone looked up and saw that it was Jiang Siming.

"Master, since the wronged soul is healed, shouldn't the old lady be healed too?"

The old monk seemed to have known that someone would ask such a question, and immediately said with a smile:

"That's natural, but the old man is weak and needs to wait a few days to recover. The benefactor can wait at ease, and the old man will recover."

Jiang Siming said: "Then I will trouble Master to stay here for a few days, and when the old lady recovers, I will send you away."

The old monk's complexion changed, he immediately pretended to be seriously injured, and said embarrassingly: "I also want to stay here, but I have exhausted my energy to get rid of this evil spirit, so I must return to the temple to rest immediately."

Jiang Siming smiled, shook his head and said: "That's not okay, my old lady is not well, how can I prove that what you said is true, maybe there are other ghosts."

The old monk squeezed out a smile and said, "The ghost has really been eliminated."

"Really? Then what do you think it is?" Jiang Siming suddenly pointed at the forest of the villa.

Everyone looked back, and saw a white shadow floating in the woods, with disheveled hair so that people could not see their faces, which made people shudder.

"This..." The old monk was stunned, and looked at the two apprentices at random, but the two apprentices were also at a loss. They remembered that the machine had been turned off, so why did another 'ghost' appear?

Jiang Siming suddenly shouted at this moment: "There is still a ghost, let's go in quickly, and leave this place to the master."

After finishing speaking, he led Tuantuan back to the house, and the Yuan family hurriedly followed him back to the house.

Then the door slammed shut.

"Master, I will leave it to you outside. We are not capable of helping you catch ghosts. You are the professionals."

Jiang Siming in the door also cheered up the master, and Ori did it.

Grandmaster:"...."

"Did you forget to turn off the machine?" The old monk didn't think it was a ghost, but thought it was a ghost.

It is the apprentice who is forgetful.

"No, master, our memory is turned off, and there is no such ghost video stored in the machine." The apprentice replied.

"Hurry up and lock it up. Wait a minute. I'll do something first. You'll be locked up when I yell, 'The evildoer will die'." The old monk said.

The two apprentices understood and ran straight into the woods.

The old monk started to 'do it', chanting words.

"Death to the evildoer!" Then the old monk pointed at the sky, and the white shadow in the forest really disappeared.

The old monk showed a smug smile, and thought to himself that he must run away tonight, otherwise he would not be able to escape responsibility if the old lady died.

"Why haven't these two boys come back?" The old monk waited for a while, but there was still no sign of the apprentice returning.

In doubt, he walked out of the yard and looked for the woods, only to see a flash in front of his eyes! A white shadow appeared in front of him again.

The old monk only felt cold all over his body, as if being stared at by a poisonous snake, he looked at that face carefully.

It was a face full of resentment, pale as paper, a pair of eyeballs had been gouged out long ago, the inside was empty, the face was full of knife marks, the appearance was as horrible as it could be.

As for his two apprentices, they fainted from the fright, foaming from the corners of their mouths. It seemed that they were truly scared out of their wits.

The old monk's legs and feet were trembling, and he wanted to run but he didn't have the courage.

I could only hold the Buddha beads tightly, and said tremblingly: "Almsgiver, we don't violate the river water, please let me go, our Buddhist family will never embarrass you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the female ghost bit at him.

The old monk was so frightened that he collapsed on the spot, and one collapsed, foaming at the mouth, and passed out.

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