Looking at the book thrown over, Zhou Chen took the book with a suspicious face.

This book is extremely shabby, it is a line-bound book, the cover is very simple, and only the three regular script fonts of "Shenyang Sutra" are written. The corners of the book have been worn, Zhou Chenhu turned a page suspiciously, it turned out to be a manuscript, the pages had softened, it seemed that he had read too many times, but the handwriting inside was clear.

"Thank you, Master." Zhou Chen saluted respectfully and asked suspiciously: "Since the master thinks that the fate has been decided, why did he still send this book?" ”

"Amitabha, this book can't dissolve your life, but it can barely resist your injuries. As for your current cultivation method of suppressing the cold qi, the old man advises you to give up, although the method is effective, there are still drawbacks. The old monk clasped his hands together and said in an indifferent tone.

Zhou Chen's face was stunned, and his eyes looked at the old monk in surprise, full of puzzlement.

I didn't expect this old monk's vision to be so sharp, and he even saw that he was cultivating the "Eight Veins of the Sun"; After all, "The Eight Veins of the Extreme Yang" is specially researched by medical ghosts, and no one knows except himself, although the old monk did not say what kind of exercises to practice, but suppressing the cold qi is the "Eight Veins of the Extreme Yang".

"I don't understand."

"The eight veins belong to the yang, and the cultivation of the eight veins of yang qi to suppress the yin and cold qi in the body has to be said that the person who came up with this kind of exercise is a medical genius. However, this exercise will damage your meridians, and will eventually cause your meridians to be reversed, and the most serious thing may cause your meridians to burst, and the consequences can be imagined. Of course, this is also a last resort. If not, I am afraid that the donor has already died. Therefore, the old man said that this is not a top, but a fate. The old monk clasped his hands together and said slowly.

"The kindness of the master is remembered in my heart. Thank you, Master. Zhou Chen was excited, with the words of the old monk, he was extremely sure that the old monk was very high, and now the old monk sent a life-saving book, how Zhou Chen was not grateful, immediately saluted and thanked, and said.

"The donor doesn't need to thank him, the old man just said that the donor has a relationship with Buddhism, and the old man just made this fate in advance. What's more, it is the purpose of Buddhism to universalize all sentient beings. ”

"That being said, I am naturally grateful for the grace of saving my life."

"No, this book can only slow down the cold qi in your body, not save your life." The old monk clasped his hands together and pointed to the right path.

Zhou Chen is a free and easy person, since he learned that the "medical ghost" could not heal himself, he has already thought about it thoroughly, and it is good to be able to continue his life, so he will not ask more questions on this issue. Thinking that when he jumped out of the old mansion of the Dong family, the old monk looked at the old mansion of the Dong family with a solemn face, and now he saw the superb cultivation of the old monk, this person should have seen the strangeness of the old mansion of the Dong family, and asked: "The master is standing here, he must see the problem of this mansion, and there is a reluctant request below, I hope that the master will be merciful and resolve the current situation of the poor mountains and bad waters in this village." ”

"Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate; This method is suppressed by the undead, and the idea of dissolving the remnants of the undead is allowed. The old monk folded his hands and explained.

"Thank you, Master." Zhou Chen said happily.

"There is no need to thank the benefactor, the donor is merciful, and as a monk, the old man has an unshirkable responsibility." The old monk said with a smile on his face.

"When is the master going to do it?"

"Before the undead come out, you must not do it. It is time for the sun to fall above the moon. ”

"It's noon at this time, and there are still some hours before the evening, if the master doesn't dislike it, you can go to Grandma Chen's house with me to rest first."

"It's a good move."

The old monk agreed, and Zhou Chen took him to Mrs. Chen's house. Li Decai on the side listened in a fog, and he didn't understand why Zhou Chen was so respectful to this old monk. No matter how you look at this old monk, he looks like a magic stick, but the master is so respectful, he doesn't dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction. I could only follow the two of them to Mrs. Chen's house, thinking to myself: I have to see if this old guy is pretending to be a ghost in the evening.

When he arrived at Mrs. Chen's house, Zhou Chen chatted with the old monk for another afternoon, knowing that the old monk was called Daoguo; It is a monk of Guangji Temple.

Guangji Temple, originally known as Yongqing Temple, is located in the southwest foot of Zheshan Mountain, Wuhu City, Anhui Province, and is the crown of the "Four Ancient Temples" in Wuhu, Jiangcheng, and is known as "Little Jiuhua" and "Jiuhua Palace".

This time down the mountain, Master Daoguo traveled through the world and resolved the suffering of the world.

From the moment Zhou Chen brought Master Daoguo to Mrs. Chen's house, Yang Xiaoqing was full of doubts, and he didn't know where Zhou Chen got such a sloppy old monk. I wanted to ask Zhou Chen many times, but this guy had a heated conversation with Dao Guo, and he didn't have a chance to ask at all. I had to pull Li Decai aside and ask, "Li Decai, what's the situation?" How did you get an old monk out of the outside? ”

"I don't know, when we came out of the Dong family's old house, we met this old monk. The master chatted with him for a few words, and when he was in a fog, the master invited him over. Li Decai explained with a bitter face.

"What did they just say?" Yang Xiaoqing asked curiously.

"Say what Master is sick. No, it's fate, and I don't understand what Master's destiny has been set or something. I feel that this old monk is just fooling people. Isn't that nonsense! It is said that people's fate is destined, and it is not nonsense for him to say this! Master will soar in the future, or if he is unknown, he can explain that it is fate! I really don't understand that Master actually believes him. Li Decai pouted and said dissatisfied.

Yang Xiaoqing didn't speak, her eyes looked at the old monk who was sloppily dressed and had a dirty face.

She has been in contact with Zhou Chen many times, she knows Zhou Chen's ability, and it is absolutely impossible to be fooled by this old monk, it seems that this old monk has some ability.

After chatting all afternoon and having dinner, the sun gradually went down, the sky darkened, and the moon gradually rose.

The time is ripe.

A few people did not hesitate to go to the Dong family's old house.

Outsiders don't know about the feng shui bureau in the Dong family's old house, and even the people in the village don't know what Master Daoguo wants to do in the evening, so there are not too many people except for a few friends led by Li Decai.

When they arrived at the Dong family's old house, several people did not climb over the wall and cross the courtyard, but smashed the dilapidated lock on the door of the Dong family and went in directly.

"Although the spirits of the dead are not evil, they are very obsessed and may be dangerous, so you should only be in the courtyard, and do not enter the room." Master Dao Guo commanded.

Undead?

That's.

They are all students who have received modern education, although they do not go to school much, but they also know how to defeat all cows, ghosts, snakes and gods, and this old monk actually said what kind of undead. It's just an insult to everyone's IQ, Li Decai and the others are very dissatisfied, and they have to clamo to see Master Daoguo's practices.

However, Li Decai had great respect for Zhou Chen, and when he heard that Zhou Chen would not let him, he had to stop in the courtyard of the house as promised.

Master Dao Guo pushed open the door and entered the house, followed by Zhou Chen, closing the door casually.

The room was pitch black, and Master Dao Guo ignored it, ignoring the dust on the ground, and sat directly cross-legged and recited the Paramita Heart Sutra.

Ready, just about to prepare for the practice, there was a sudden sound of reprimand outside, and then the door was kicked open, and several strong lights shone over, Zhou Chen and Master Dao Guo squinted their eyes, and before they could see the face of the person who came, they heard the person roar angrily: "Who are you?" This is our Dong family's house, and you actually trespassed into the house, this is a crime, and I want to sue you. ”