The group of people looked bitter, and pulled the middle-aged woman and begged: "Third aunt, you can think of a way again, the child is dying, where can I find a master in the middle of the night?"

"Alas!" The middle-aged woman sighed, lowered her voice and said, "My ability is not the right way, it's okay to ask ghosts, but you can't ask ghosts and exorcise ghosts."

While the people in the courtyard were talking, Zhou Fengchen asked the Yuanzhi monk in a low voice: "What does it mean to ask rice?"

"Hahaha......" The Yuanzhi monk covered his mouth and laughed for a while before whispering: "It's so funny, this ask rice, it is a folk folk custom mile technique, which is similar to the Fu Ping technique, which belongs to one of the Taoist spiritual techniques, which means to ask Mi Po to use a bowl of coarse rice, bloodletting and dyeing, please ask the soul of the deceased relatives of the rice person on her body, and then talk to the family and ask some things."

Zhou Fengchen was also happy when he heard it, and said, "Isn't this? It's not a channel, how can the evil ghosts in a girl buy her account? ”

"So." Monk Yuanzhi said: "It should be very depressing to ask Mi Po, it's our turn to go out."

At this time, there was a sudden quarrel in the courtyard, and the third aunt who asked Mi Po scolded loudly: "Neurotic! I said I can't do it, and you have to bother me. ”

When Zhou Fengchen and Monk Yuanzhi heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other, and asked Mi Po if her temper was not small.

"Third aunt!" A middle-aged man in the courtyard snorted and said with tears in his eyes: "We don't understand it anymore, can you think of a way to save the child's life first?"

"Can't keep it, can't keep it!" Ask Mi Po shook her head, turned around and prepared to leave.

"It's our turn." The Yuan Zhi monk greeted, shook off the monk's robe, stood in front of the gate, and clasped his palms together, "Amitabha!" ”

Zhou Fengchen also tidied up his robe, and stood next to the Yuanzhi monk in a serious manner, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" ”

The people in the courtyard turned their heads one by one and saw that it was a monk and a Taoist priest, and they were immediately stunned.

"The poor monk Yuan Zhi is a monk from the traveling side, and his friend Maoshan Road Chang Yuan Onion passed through here, and saw the dark clouds on the top of the house here, I am afraid that there will be demons to haunt me, so I came to help!" The monk Yuanzhi looked like a compassionate monk, and he looked quite bluffing.

Zhou Fengchen also had a soft complexion, "Immeasurable Tianzun, poor Maoshan Yuan Onion!" ”

The people in the courtyard surrounded them in an uproar, and hurriedly opened the courtyard door, not to mention this surprise, and said in a mess: "Master, senior monks, please inside, please inside!"

"Hurry up, pour tea!"

"What about smoke? Going to get a cigarette? ”

"It's okay, it's okay." Zhou Fengchen and Monk Yuanzhi slowly entered the courtyard with a shelf.

The third aunt who asked Mi Po's face changed inexplicably, and she lowered her head and said, "Meet the master and the Taoist."

As he spoke, he glanced at the room, hurried out of the courtyard door, turned around and ran.

Meet? Zhou Fengchen looked at the figure of asking Mi Po to leave, and couldn't help but feel strange, what is this old lady running?

Monk Yuanzhi here has already been surrounded by people into the house, and there is a woman next to him nodding and waiting, and Zhou Fengchen hurriedly followed.

The hall of the villa was brightly lit, and a group of people were cautiously laughing, some pouring tea, and some handing cigarettes.

Zhou Fengchen and Monk Yuanzhi didn't smoke, so they sat on the sofa and took a sip of tea.

A middle-aged man in the group who looked like he was in charge of the family asked with a wry smile, "Do the Dao Leader and the Master know what happened to my family?"

Does this mean that you are not at ease? Zhou Fengchen looked around, didn't see the two girls in the morning, and faintly heard the crying in the room on the second floor, and said straight to the point: "There is a girl in your family who should be very painful now, right?" If Poor Dao expected it to be good, then the sneaky should have been on her body. ”

"That's right! That's it! The crowd was excited, and the middle-aged man said pitifully, "You say, what should I do?"

The Yuanzhi monk bit the word Wenjue and said, "Take me to see it later."

"Good, good!" The middle-aged man led the way, and a group of people went up to the second floor in an uproar.

When the door was opened, the girl's painful screams came out, Zhou Fengchen and the Yuanzhi monk looked inside, and saw that the two girls they met in the morning were there, the short-haired girl was lying on the bed, her face was blue, her mouth was foaming at the mouth, and she kept trembling, as if she had goat epilepsy, and the long-haired girl and several women pressed her, and the tears of urgency fell.

The middle-aged man next to him also had red circles in his eyes, "Two masters, what should I do?" I'm just such a girl. ”

Monk Yuanzhi and Zhou Fengchen glanced at each other, said "wait", and stepped aside.

Monk Yuanzhi lowered his voice and said: "It's a little difficult, if you generally ask for something or complain, Lao Tzu can kill it, but you really need to be right, this sneaky wants Li Dai Tao stiff."

Zhou Fengchen nodded, "That's right!" One can't do it, this ghost is gone, the girl is dead, and we can't get a dime. ”

Monk Yuanzhi frowned and said, "I don't have a magic weapon here, so there will be no way for a while, what about you?"

Zhou Fengchen thought about it and laughed, "Little meaning, I'll do it." ”

"That's fine!"

The two discussed, and when they returned to the middle-aged man who was watching, Zhou Fengchen pointed to the long-haired girl in the room, "Call her out, let's talk downstairs." ”

"Hey! Good, good, good. The middle-aged man nodded in agreement.

Not long after going downstairs, the long-haired girl came down with tears in her eyes, and when she saw Zhou Fengchen and Monk Yuanzhi, she was stunned, "Why are you?" ”

The middle-aged man looked at both sides, "What?" Do you know? ”

Without waiting for the long-haired girl to speak, the Yuan Zhi monk said with a serious face: "Hmph! We had already found this evil animal in the morning, but unfortunately it was difficult to do it in the daytime, so now we have come to the door to get rid of it! ”

"So you're masters!" The long-haired girl's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly said, "Save my cousin!"

"Don't worry, don't worry." Monk Yuanzhi comforted him and said with a serious face: "Let's go and prepare a bottle of Moutai, a pot of braised chicken, a pot of braised pork, a pot of tomato and egg soup, and a big pot of rice, we will use it later."

Zhou Fengchen's stomach was purring uncontrollably, the corners of his mouth grinned, he almost laughed, and hurriedly coughed, and said: "In addition, prepare fifty pieces of yellow straw paper, a bristle brush, three incense candles, a box of ten-year-old cinnabar mud, a square mirror, a pile of locust branches, a pile of women's cosmetics, and a lump of."

The middle-aged man hurriedly wrote them down one by one with his mobile phone, and then said angrily to a few guys next to him: "What the are you doing?" I didn't hear what the two masters said, go ahead and do it! ”

"Uh-uh!" A few young men hurriedly ran out of the door.

Monk Yuanzhi also shouted, "Braised chicken and braised pork are a little more spicy!" ”

Zhou Fengchen lowered his head and held back very hard, then sighed and asked the long-haired girl with blank eyes on the side, "Where did you meet this thing, let's hear it first." ”

The long-haired girl's face turned pale all of a sudden, and she stumbled and said, "I—I'm still scared when I think about it, it's so strange there......"

(End of chapter)