The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

Chapter 49, the face cannot be seen, the sound cannot be heard, and the appearance cannot be described
Lights flickered and different sounds floated around the house.

"Nian Jia."

"Alang."

"I want to escape."

"My child. is outside the village. I want to escape"

Various female voices sounded, some of these voices were older, and some were younger.

"Grass, who is it, Shui Dongming, is it you? Are you messing with us?" Shui Qingwei was a little apprehensive.

"Am I so free to do this stuff?"

Shui Dongming replied angrily after being given a bite by Shui Qingwei. He is also panicking now, holding the cross tightly in his hand.

click - click -

Lights come and go, flickering.

next flash.

A woman appeared in the middle of the dinner table.

In this village where women are not allowed to appear at the dinner table, a woman appeared, with a blue body, no white eyes, and a white dress.

All kinds of female voices came from her body.

Half an hour ago.

Li Wei flew in the air with Jiang Nianjia.

"Nianjia is flying!"

Jiang Nianjia's eyes were shining brightly, and the two eyeballs seemed to be shining. She grabbed the white tiger's tiger hair and looked at the bright lights below.

It turns out that the night view of the city is so empty and so beautiful.

Jiang Nianjia, who had never been on a plane in his life, was extremely excited and happy.

"Sir, can you?"

"can."

The White Tiger also made a spiral flight, which made the little girl scream out excitedly.

"Wow!"

This sky is like Jiang Nianjia's playground, under the moonlight, there are immortals, tiger souls, and the soul of a lonely girl.

But the happy time is always short-lived, and Li Wei soon came to Shuimen Village following the mobile phone navigation that he wrote down earlier.

A standard wealthy village, from which came three wealthy people, and it was one of the first mountain villages to become rich.

At first glance, Li Wei felt a little emotional. It was also a closed and backward mountain village. The development of the other mountain village was quite good, but his own Xiangmen mountain village was not so good, and it became rich before the road was repaired.

Um.
Wealthy before the road was built?

It's awesome, what kind of original capital accumulated by the industry?

In short, after Li Wei paid attention to this village, he felt very weird from top to bottom.

When he came to this dilapidated mountain village with doubts, Li Weimeng discovered that this mountain village was actually the village Wang Haiqiang saw in his fantasy. If he came alone, he would be killed and killed violently!

Li Wei is not a fool either, most likely it was Wang Haiqiang who found out some problems that led to his death.

When he came to the sky above the mountain village, Jiang Nianjia no longer had the lively and jumpy look before, but was a little faintly afraid.

This Shuimen Village is her home, but she doesn't want to come back.

"good."

Li Wei comforted the little girl, and at the same time he felt something was wrong, so he opened the Tian Er Tong.

Once you open the earphones.
'It's still valuable for female college students. The most expensive one I sold before cost 8 yuan. I wanted to buy it for that appearance and that dish, but I promised to give it to him. Alas, I regret it. '

"Female college students are too fierce, isn't it good? Aren't most of those buried in the back of our mountain are female college students? These guys rely on themselves to study a little and look down on us. '

'That's because you have no means. Look at Brother Shuiming, the educated youth who went to the mountains and the countryside back then were not tamed to be as docile as a dog. '

'There are so many people who have the ability of brother Shuiming to tame the fierce horse. '

buzzing.

Li Wei only had one emotion after listening to these words with Tianertong.

anger.

There is no room for other emotions in my mind.

Only anger is left to ferment.

these guys.

not human.

"Amitabha, 46 years ago, the old monk, I suppressed the ghosts here, but my conscience was not at peace. I hope this time I can let them go to rebirth and transcend rebirth."

At this time, on the mountain road of Shuimen Village, an elderly monk, wearing a colorful cassock, was walking on the cement road like an ascetic.

Monk Kongwen has been walking on this mountain road for two days and two nights, without driving a car, just walking to Shuimen Village step by step, step by step, and reciting the mantra of rebirth, with a look on his face. There is a trace of sadness and pain, as if to show his sincerity.

"If I don't understand it here, it will become the biggest karma in my life."

Monk Kongwen murmured.

For so many years of doing good deeds and accumulating virtue, he has only done one thing that he is ashamed of, and that is to help the Shuimen Village suppress the ghost of the curse.

That was one day, a man named Shuiming approached him. He said that several men in the village had been killed, so he came to him to check Feng Shui. Shang Shuiming gave a lot. When a gold ingot was brought out, Master Kongwen didn't hold back.
After looking at it, I found that there was indeed a ghost.

This ghost was transformed by the woman who died with great resentment in her heart. If she is allowed to come out, she will kill no one knows how many people
So, after accepting the 500 million "incense money", Monk Kongwen finally found a reason to convince himself - to prevent these grievances from turning into ghosts and harming innocent people in the future. Collective suppression!

Monk Kongwen kept the bones here, and waited until 49, when their spirits had almost dissipated, they would no longer curse and harm others.

It has not been 40 years now, but monk Kongwen has recently felt restless, unable to advance in practice, and unable to participate in Buddhist principles.

He knew why, it was because the suppressed ghosts here had become his unsolvable karma and obstacles on his way to practice.

It is necessary to get rid of this karmic obstacle before he can devote himself to practice, continue to chant scriptures and chant Buddha, and understand the principles of Buddha.

"Let the knife cut down and become a Buddha."

"Let the knife cut down and become a Buddha."

"Let the knife cut down and become a Buddha."

Monk Kongwen kept saying this Buddhist gatha, but there was fine sweat on his forehead.

His heart is restless, guilty
At this time, Monk Kongwen saw a faint light flickering in front of him.

It was a Taoist riding a tiger with his back facing him. Under the moonlight, the shadow of this Taoist riding a tiger shone slightly, as if it was the only light source in the dark night.

"It turned out that the primordial spirit is out of the body? Where is the master here? Forget it, go and ask the master and the old monk to suppress this evil spirit and get rid of my unsolvable karma."

Monk Kongwen seemed to have seen a life-saving straw.

Seeing the Taoist riding a tiger turn his head, Monk Kongwen immediately froze in place, and the cognition in his mind turned into a paste.

face, invisible.

sound, not to be heard.

shape, indescribable shape.

Monk Kongwen scratched his face, knelt down on the ground, his voice trembling.

"Yes yes. Immortal"

"It's a fairy! When a fairy is angry, his face cannot be seen, his voice cannot be heard, and his appearance cannot be described."

"My. Retribution."

(End of this chapter)