Chapter 17 Poor Ghost
"No matter how big of a deal happens, you can't come in. Get out!" The disciple shouted.
Zhang Lingshan had no choice but to withdraw from the central hall.
Fortunately, Shi Lei also followed and said expressionlessly: "What happened?"
Zhang Lingshan said: "Three members of Li Fu's family hanged themselves."
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"Oh."
Shi Lei didn't have any trouble at all. He just took out the money bag that Li Fu had given him before and handed it to Zhang Lingshan and said, "I didn't do things well. You can return the money to them."
After that, turn around and leave.
Zhang Lingshan knew that Shi Lei was stimulated, so it was hard to say anything. Anyway, Shi Lei couldn't help him now. The purpose of looking for him was to get these twenty taels of silver.
Only when you have money in hand can you go to Hongye Temple to ask for talismans. Otherwise, you will be left empty-handed. Who knows what Zhang Lingshan does.
There was no extra time to waste. Zhang Lingshan got the money and immediately ran out of the city.
Go straight to Hongye Temple with a familiar road.
Due to his recent improvement in physical fitness, he was twice as fast as before, and he was not tired even when he reached the foot of Red Leaf Mountain.
But.
It was beyond Zhang Lingshan’s expectation.
When they were loading ingredients to Hongye Temple, the place was deserted, but now it was overcrowded. There was a dense crowd at the foot of the mountain alone.
‘Is it so popular that everyone comes to pray to God and worship Buddha? ’
Zhang Lingshan was quite surprised.
But looking at the speed of the crowd, I guess I won’t be able to squeeze up the mountain by noon.
But this does not trouble him.
After all, I had been working here for half a year, and I knew all the routes up the mountain by heart.
Soon, he found a hidden shortcut and entered Hongye Temple.
“This benefactor.”
A young gray-robed monk was practicing martial arts at the back mountain. Suddenly he saw Zhang Lingshan and hurriedly called him: “Why did you come up here? Outsiders are not allowed to leave here.”
“I’m so polite. I’m lost and want to find a master to ask for a charm to ward off evil spirits.”
Zhang Lingshan clasped his hands together and said.
The gray-robed monk did not respond, but stared at him with a pair of bright eyes for a long time, and sighed: "The donor's condition is complicated. There is a mass of black energy in the body, and a layer of blood outside. The young monk can't see it. I understand. I just know that the benefactor is in bad luck. Please follow the young monk to see the master. My master is the famous Zen Master Du'e. He must have a solution."
"Thank you, little master."
Zhang Lingshan was overjoyed.
The little novice monk looked very young, only twelve or thirteen years old, but he had a keen eye and could see his condition at once.
The black energy in the body is obviously the cause of the red marks on the body.
The bloody light outside is, of course, the curse of Li Fuchou.
The young novice monk can tell at a glance that his master must be more capable and have a way to help him exorcise evil spirits and resolve his misfortune.
It seems that this trip can be saved.
Full of expectation, Zhang Lingshan's steps were a little lighter. He followed the little novice monk, turned several passages, and finally came to a simple and elegant courtyard.
"Master, my disciple Huixiu met a benefactor who climbed up from the back mountain. His situation is complicated. Please clarify my confusion."
The little novice monk stood at the door of the courtyard and said loudly.
"Come in."
An old and kind voice came from inside.
Just by listening to the voice, you can tell that he is an old monk who has cultivated his moral character, cultivated his spiritual demeanor, and has high moral standards.
Crunch.
Push open the courtyard door.
As expected, Zhang Lingshan saw an old monk sitting among a red leaf. The yellow monk's robe contrasted with the red leaves on the ground, which was eye-catching.
Faintly, you can even see a layer of yellow light falling from his body.
Buddha’s light?
Zhang Lingshan did not expect that not long after the Hongye Temple was built, there would be such an expert living here in seclusion.
He quickly put his hands together and saluted: "I have seen the holy monk."
"Amitabha."
Cen Master Du'e raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Zhang Lingshan with his cloudy eyes. After taking a look, he shook his head and said: "The donor is guilty of killing, stealing property from dead people, and being involved in unjust debts. His life is over. It's better to go down the mountain."
"Please help me, Master!"
Zhang Lingshan quickly took out twenty taels of silver. But he saw Zen Master Du'e not even looking at him. He simply closed his eyes and waved his sleeves: "Huixiu, take him down the mountain."
Wow!
Zhang Lingshan felt a breeze coming, and he involuntarily stepped back.
When he came back to his senses, he was already standing outside the courtyard, and the courtyard door closed gently with a creak.
Everything is done in an instant.
Zhang Lingshan was shocked by Zen Master Du'e's method.
"Donor, my master said that there is nothing we can do, so we can only ask the benefactor to seek blessings for himself. Please follow the young monk down the mountain."
Huixiu made a request.
Zhang Lingshan felt heavy in his heart.
Zen Master Du'e briefly summarized his experience during this period in a few words, which shows his method.
But he said his life was over.
Could he really just close his eyes and wait for death?
With a heavy heart, Zhang Lingshan followed the young monk Huixiu and walked down the mountain step by step.
Suddenly, Huixiu stopped and sighed: "The young monk believes that the donor is not a bad person, there must be a hidden secret.
"Master lives in seclusion and avoids the world, and does not want to be contaminated by karma, but the young monk feels that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.
"The young monk has two talismans here, and a ghost-suppressing talisman, which can suppress the greed for money in the donor. ghost.
"A talisman for redressing grievances can resist the curse of grievances."
As he spoke, he took out two talismans from his arms.
Zhang Lingshan said in surprise: "Can these two talismans really solve my difficulties?"
"That's natural. But the donor needs to sincerely ask for the talisman."
"How to be sincere?"
"Just as the donor was sincere in front of the young monk master, he must be sincere now."
Hui Xiu said, glancing at the money bag in Zhang Lingshan's arms.
Zhang Lingshan suddenly realized.
"Haha!"
He suddenly laughed and laughed: "I understand, goodbye!"
Too lazy to continue talking nonsense with Hui Xiu, he turned around and left, ran down the mountain, and returned Hong's Martial Arts School.
Instead of spending twenty taels of silver to buy Hui Xiu two bad talismans, it is better to seize the time and return to the Hong Family Martial Arts School. At least a bowl of rice can increase the energy by 0.1.
Why is it said to be a bad talisman?
Because Zen Master Du'e had said before that his life was over, and even this old monk couldn't save him, so how could his junior monks be so capable.
It’s clear that he wants to steal his own money.
Before, I went to the doctor for emergency treatment, and I actually wanted to pray to God and ask for amulets to save my life.
That's so stupid.
It is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself.
Instead of spending money on magic talismans, it is better to spend money on medicinal materials and dried meat to save energy.
As long as you have enough energy, increase your strength, and have enough energy and blood, are you still afraid of money-grubbing ghosts or unjust debt curses?
Ghosts are afraid of evil people.
As long as you are fierce enough, you don’t have to be afraid of any evil spirits.
Why Li Fu’s family of three dare not curse Sanjiang Gambling House? It’s because they are vicious enough!
After thinking about this, Zhang Lingshan suddenly felt that the world was vast.
His steps became lighter and more fearless.
Don't say anything evil now, even if the emperor comes, he will dare to take a bite.
As long as I am not afraid, I am afraid of others.
“Uh, this poor guy just ran away and looked down on my talisman?”
The young monk Huixiu felt unhappy when she saw Zhang Lingshan running away without looking back.
No wonder the master just took one look and drove the boy away without even saying a word to him.
Master is really discerning and can tell at a glance that this kid is a poor man.
Buddha only saves rich people.
A poor man cannot afford these two talismans, so how can he be qualified to buy the master's high-level spiritual talismans?
Bah!
(End of this chapter)