Chapter Eighty-Three: The Monk of Chenghe Street

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I looked at the red mark on my left wrist and laughed dryly, saying that it wasn't a big deal.

Jinghai suddenly shouted, "What is this?" โ€

He stared at my left hand for a moment, then suddenly stared at me with wide eyes: "Ghost doctor suspension? You actually know the art of ghost healing! โ€

I shook my head and said, "I don't understand, but I just happened to get half a fragment of the scroll, which records the origin of some ghosts and some methods for healing ghosts." However, I have limited qualifications, and most of them are not very readable. โ€

Jing Hai squinted and stared at me, as if to distinguish whether I was telling the truth or not, and after a while, he sighed, shook his head and said:

"I believe what you said is true, don't say what your qualifications are, you are fat enough. If I hadn't looked away, the Japanese girl doll who appeared in the mirror before was the mirror spirit, right? Whether it is the mirror spirit of Middle-earth, or the mirror Ji of the Wa Kingdom, they are all existences that become benevolent with one thought and become a demon with one thought. You actually dared to diagnose the pulse of Jingling's hanging wire, and promised her...... You're not afraid ......."

He didn't continue, and I could only sigh helplessly and tell my previous experience in the mirror world.

After hearing this, Jing Hai stared and was stunned for a long time, and suddenly raised his slap.

I was startled, Dou Dabao put his hand into his satchel and asked with a tiger face, "What do you want to do?" โ€

"What? What else can I do! โ€

Jing Hai retracted his hand, slapped it hard, pointed at me and said bitterly: "You let me say what is good about you, since you can catch the mirror spirit body, you can apply spell charms to her, in that way, she will become your slave and be driven by you."

It's good that you are willing to take such a big risk, and at the cost of your own Yuanyang, you promised her...... Don't tell me you don't have what it takes to restrain her! Alas...... Alas...... Alas...... You let me tell me what you are good about, you are angry with my old man. Such a good baby, ordinary people can't find it with a lantern, but you missed it in vain! โ€

I was speechless for a moment, and now that I think about it, I did have other options.

But when the situation came urgently, I didn't have time to think about it; Furthermore, there is a clear precept in the first volume of the broken book, and it is not allowed to use the methods recorded above to manipulate ghosts and gods, otherwise it will be punished by heaven.

I don't necessarily care about damnation, but when it comes to manipulating ghosts and gods, I'm really not interested.

For a long time, the more I came into contact with ghosts, the more I felt that they were like people, there were good and evil, although they could not be regarded as having seven emotions and six desires, but they had joys, sorrows, grievances, and hatreds.

I don't think Shijing is a big evil, leaving aside her identity, if I want to use coercion to deal with a woman, unless I have to, I really can't do it.

Some people may say that I am indecisive, and even say something like self-proclaiming, false innocence, and the virgin...... But the fact is that in my opinion, no matter how high a person's status and ability are, or how small his identity and power are, he must have a bottom line to stick to.

This is not for anyone to see, and you don't need to care about what others think, because this is the foundation of being a human being. If there is no bottom line, and you can't straighten your waist, it's no different from the in the pit.

Back on Chenghe Street, it was already past two o'clock in the morning.

Thinking of the blind man, I glanced at Dou Dabao and said to Jinghai:

"Master, do all Yin Buddhas have relics in them? If the Yin Buddha relics are important to you, I have an iron Buddha statue at home. โ€

Jinghai snorted, squinted at me and said, "Are you afraid that I won't surrender for the kid surnamed Liu, so you want to bribe me?" Is this a combination of grace and power? โ€

"It's not a bribe, if you want to talk about favors, the master just saved my life before. It's another thing if you can't cure the blind or not, as long as you need it, I will give you the Iron Buddha. โ€

Jing Hai nodded at me: "The Yin Buddha Relic is of little use to my dead ghost right now......"

He rolled his eyes, and his words turned sharply: "I already know what the situation of the kid surnamed Liu is." In the past, he didn't have to worry about that little thing at all, but unfortunately, the Buddha has just become a dead ghost now. Whether you believe it or not, I really don't have full confidence in relieving him for a while. โ€

Dou Dabao glared, "You want to play tricks again......"

"Dabao!" I hurriedly stopped him and waited for Jinghai to continue without saying a word.

Jing Hai touched his smooth chin, turned his face out of the window, and said indistinctly:

"In fact, Gu art and head lowering come from the same source, and they were originally used to cure diseases and save people...... Although I'm not sure about saving the kid surnamed Liu now, if there is any cure to save people, or to heal ghosts, maybe I can ...... it."

"Okay, I'll give it to you!"

"Huh?" Jing Hai was stunned, turned his head and looked at me in a daze, as if he didn't expect me to agree to his request so happily.

Dou Dabao wanted to stop me, but I blocked him, and I said to Jinghai with a straight face:

"I begged you to save the blind, and that is not the same thing as you saving my life. That book has two volumes, the second volume is a relic left to me by my grandfather, and I can't give it to you. The first volume, which records the art of the ghost doctor, I will give it to you. โ€

Jinghai looked at me blankly for a long time, and suddenly put his palms together and recited the Buddha's name:

"Amitabha, to be honest, when I knew that you were the owner of the post station, I really didn't treat you as a dish, I was still thinking, now the world in the underworld is as chaotic as the yang world, and what kind of shit and chicken manure can be five people and six people. Now it seems that I was very wrong, a monk. Abide by the principles and distinguish grievances...... With these two points alone, you deserve to be in charge of the Yin-Yang Station. โ€

"Old monk, don't buckle your hat. Every time you flatter someone, I feel panicked. Dou Dabao squinted at him and said.

Jing Hai smiled: "Little Buddha, you are wrong this time." The Buddha is unprofitable and can't afford to be early, but how many people in the world are not like this? It's just that they are willing to pretend, Buddha, I am too lazy to hide it. But this time it's not what I'm greedy for, what I just said is all the truth. I'm really not sure how to save Liu Bing's kid.

As for the half of the book, or even the Iron Buddha you mentioned, if I were still alive, I would never hesitate to slaughter you all for the sake of these two treasures. But now that I'm dead, there are things that are useful to the living, but not so attractive to the dead. I'm just curious about the ghost doctor's technique, even if he is willing to give me the scroll, what can I do with that thing? Do you want to pass it on to the little Buddha? โ€

Dou Dabao rolled his eyes and didn't say anything more.

I looked at him and grinned, and when the words came to my lips, I still held back.

Jing Hai stretched his waist, looked out the window, and said haha:

"Okay, since I promised to surrender for Liu's blind man, I will do my best. It's too late today, and the Buddha is tired. The inn is there, right? I'm going to rest first. โ€

After speaking, the person opened the car door, stepped out of the car, and staggered towards the end of the street.

Looking at the back of the old monk in leather clothes and leather pants and big leather boots, Dou Dabao suddenly slapped his thigh:

"Damn, in the end, I still fell for the old girl!"