"They're ...... now All released? I asked in a bit of a trance.

"Yes." The monk lowered his hand.

Footsteps could be heard from inside the villa.

"So, Buddha statue......" I looked at the hill.

In the darkness of the night, the outline of the mountain resembles some kind of monster dormant in the night.

"Not everyone was moved by what I said." The monk replied indifferently, "Not everyone can persist for hundreds of years, and still do not change their will, do not forget their original intentions, and do not change their original intentions." Only one persevered, and now, the other one should have found out that he had done something wrong. If they choose the wrong path, they will never become Buddhas. It's a shame. ”

There was really a pity in the monk's tone, and the face was the kind face of the Bodhisattva.

The doors of the villa opened and the lights came on.

The light came out of the room, also from behind the man, making it impossible to see the man's face.

The monk clasped his hands together, and before he could speak, the man fell to his knees.

"Master! Master, save me! ”

He kowtowed, tears and snot, and blood dripping from his forehead.

Suddenly I could see this, and there were lights on the front yard and the iron gate at the door, illuminating the figure of the man.

This could be some kind of sensor light. But the monk has been standing here for so long, and these sensor lights have not been lit, and now they are all lit up in one go, which makes people feel weird.

The movement inside the villa was even louder.

I had only heard suppressed cries before, but now I heard loud cries. The child's cry was the loudest, shouting for mom and dad.

The man's face turned even paler, and he almost crawled out of the hallway.

The monk's Buddha horn shouted out, as if he didn't know what was happening here, "Donor, what happened here?" ”

"Haunted!"

It wasn't the man who screamed, it was the people in the villa.

Soon, several more people ran out, and some people shouted loudly, which can be described as chickens flying and dogs jumping.

The people who ran out also saw the monk, and their steps were all hesitant.

Someone's eyes fell on the monk's clothes.

The monk had a shiny bald head and a ...... face It's also like a monk, it's just that he wears a tracksuit, which makes people suspicious.

The man kneeling on the ground seemed to be a little more sober, and he also looked at the monk's sportswear and became hesitant.

They're a mess.

I don't want to see this kind of excitement.

The yin energy inside the villa seems to have disappeared.

The yin energy of the entire city is converging on the hill where the grotto is located.

This doesn't seem like a good thing in any way.

Could it be that the remnants of the monk's soul in the grotto have degenerated into ghosts? Are you also planning to absorb the ghosts of the entire city to strengthen yourself?

My first reaction was this, a little unbelievable. I have a good impression of the Buddha statues in the caves, the monks who died many years ago. They are good people, great good people, and they can also be said to be great. It's just that they have made a fundamental mistake, and their good intentions have become "evil deeds".

I'm in a trance.

Suddenly I realized that the possibility I had just thought of was a bit of a déjà vu, as if it was a bridge in a movie.

Among those monks, even if someone discovers their mistake, they shouldn't immediately turn into ghosts, right? If you turn into a ghost, you shouldn't have made such a big battle right away, right?

"Did you do it?!"

A loud shout drew my attention back.

It was an old man who shouted it. It looks like he is not young, but he is full of energy, and now he is so angry that his face is red, and he is supported by some juniors, as if he wants to rush forward and wave his cane to the monk.

The monk said unhurriedly: "Why did the donor say this? The sins committed by your ancestors, now that the creditors are looking for them, what does it have to do with the poor monks? ”

I didn't just look sideways.

The old man was about to get angry, and someone next to him shouted.

"I knew it! I knew you did it! You guys surnamed Yang aren't things! Set fire to our family's house! ”

The person who was so loud was a small woman.

A man next to her waved his hand and slapped the person to the ground.

The woman hugged a little boy who was crying loudly, and she also started crying.

"Yang Zhong, you still dare to beat me! You guys surnamed Yang are all brutes! Auntie, auntie, don't look for me! I'm your grandniece! I was abducted by the Yang family! ”

"You don't fucking fart! You yourself fancy the money I can share, so you managed to marry in! Aunt and grandmother, is she your aunt and grandmother? I can't figure out the generation, what kind of family is pretending? You are also a wild seed, and your mother is the second wife who robs her husband! When Shao Xiu died, your mother was still being raised outside! The last person to change Shao Xiu's clothes was the woman who was **** away by you! The man yelled angrily.

"It's not! No! The woman panicked and frightened.

The bloody information revealed in this short paragraph is really speechless.

The people of the Yang family seem to be cornered. I don't know what that Shao Xiu did, the Yang family is now completely messed up, quarreling and abusing constantly.

The monk was expressionless, and sighed almost inaudibly.

The people of the Yang family seem to have forgotten his existence and only know how to condemn each other.

The people who witnessed everything back then, and may even have participated in the whole thing, are still alive, and the truth has not sunk into the long river of history.

I saw a few older people with different expressions.

Some wept bitterly, some knelt down and begged for mercy, and some were furious.

For a while, I seemed to see a variety of human states.

Xiaoshan's yin qi fluctuated at this time.

I heard a voice of "Amitabha" with a mournful cry.

Then, there was the sound of something shattering, but unlike what I had heard before, it was the sound of stones shattering.

As if accompanied by this sound, the monster in the dark night lay down.

My heart was beating and I couldn't help but hold my breath.

Mountain...... Collapsed......

There was no loud noise, no earth-shattering movement, but the mountain suddenly became low.

I faintly felt the yin qi overflowing from the mountain. It was as if the ghosts of the past had gathered and scattered again.

"They...... Killed the monk? I muttered.

"Naturally. It's a vengeance. The monk said lightly.

When someone from the Yang family heard the monk's answer to me, they immediately jumped up.

"Sure enough, you did it! It's you, the false monk—"

The man's words came to an abrupt end.

It was as if he had seen something terrible, and he stepped back.

Da Da ...... Da Da Da ......

Tick – Tick ......

I felt the yin qi behind me, and when I turned my head, I saw a woman drenched all over.

Her hair was loose, and water was dripping from it. Wet hair covered her face. The droplet was black, and if you looked closely, you realized that it was actually dark red. It's too much red, it's already red and black.

With each step she took, a large amount of water fell from her body and gathered in a puddle on the ground.

The monk didn't look back, and the Yang family standing in front of the monk was already frightened, screaming like crazy, wanting to retreat into the house.

Someone let out a shrill scream.

It's not that you're slow to react, but that you see something else.

I saw it too.

A man dressed as a tea farmer stood at the door of the villa, blocking the way of the Yang family.

The man's hands hung down at his side like an ornament, his chest was abnormally sunken, and blood was spitting from his mouth.

Yang ...... There is a ...... of life," the man shouted a name as he spurted blood from his mouth.

I saw that the old man on crutches had lost his previous rage, and his whole body collapsed to the ground.

(End of chapter)