I have a long pupil

Chapter 45

It's a monk!
Zhang Biao's eyes narrowed slightly, raising his vigilance.

This method of driving animals is not uncommon in Jianghu, such as the snake array of the Beggars' Gang, and the monkey and bear fighting of Jianghu entertainers.

But the scene in front of him is definitely a magic trick!
The eyes of spiritual vision were working, and the information immediately flooded in:
Tian Yue (Fan)

1. The young man who hangs out in Yujing City is bold and careful, seemingly loyal, but in fact he is tolerant and ruthless.

2. Abandoned as a child, he learned art from a tomb robber. Later, the gang was wiped out, and he was hired to steal everywhere.

3. In this river and lake, fists are the truth...

Tian Yue?

Zhang Biao suddenly remembered who this was.

Because of stealing the Witch Temple, a group of native mice were exterminated by Yi Chonghui, and this kid was the only survivor.

He used the ecstasy mirror at that time to keep this kid away from Yujing City, why hasn't he left yet?
Also, this kid is not a monk...

There's something wrong with that mouse!
Zhang Biao activated the eyes of spiritual vision again.

Rat Monster Ingot (Yellow Grade [-])
1. It was originally an ordinary rat, born in a coffin, and grew up eating corpses. Under the influence of an unknown force, its blood burst and became a rat mother-in-law spirit beast.

2. Practicing the method of refining Qi with the master, a corpse energy is brewing in the abdomen, and can perform magic: nightmare.

3. Can spread epidemic virus.

4. Like its owner, Yuan Bao likes the sense of security brought by darkness...

It turned out to be a rat monster.

Zhang Biao knew the cause and effect at a glance.

This is a kind of practice method of controlling beasts, which communicates with the spirit and blood of spirit beasts, and it can be used as a magic weapon for cultivation.

Except for him at this stage, all those who can become monks are related to the ancient inheritance.

Could it be that new forces have emerged?

While he was thinking, a change had taken place below.

The little monk who had been sprayed with yellow smoke seemed to be in a nightmare, with shortness of breath, eyeballs under his eyelids, and cold sweat oozing from his forehead.

Seeing this, the boy Tian Yue smiled, climbed down from the roof, and entered the Hall of Medicine Masters carelessly.

The little monk who has been enchanted cannot wake up at all.

Seeing Tian Yue respectfully open the leather pocket on his waist, the rat monster Ah Bao rushed in immediately.

Afterwards, Tian Yue took out another skin bag, walked to the incense burner, and grabbed it by the handful...

The original goal was the same.

Incense ash is not worth much, but there are many believers, and the aged incense ash with the power of vows is of high grade and has a wide range of uses.

Naturally, Zhang Biao would not let people get there first, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth...

……

The main hall is dim, with faint candlelight.

The tall golden statue of Medicine Buddha looks tall and depressing in the dim light.

Tian Yue pushed aside the light ash on the incense burner, and picked out the darker, condensed old ash on the bottom.

This is the identification method that others told him to do.

While scratching, Tian Yue observed his surroundings, swallowed, his eyes were a little nervous.

It's not that he's timid, it's common for him to dig into dead people's graves in the middle of the night, so why not be afraid of stealing something.

It's just that there seems to be something weird here, as if there is something in the dark, looking at him.

Moreover, the Rat Monster Yuanbao on his waist was also trembling all the time...

"Mom, there is indeed a problem with this job!"

Tian Yue cursed secretly, and decided to finish his work early and leave this evil place.

"Uh……"

At this moment, a suppressed and deep voice suddenly came from above, as if someone woke up from a dream and groaned.

Tian Yue was so frightened that his hair exploded, he quickly raised his head and looked at the tall statue of Medicine Buddha.

"You... why did you steal my incense..."

"Buddha, spare my life, Buddha, spare my life!"

Tian Yue fell to the ground with a thud, kowtowed twice, then dropped the bag of incense ash, stumbled and ran out of the hall without looking back.

He seemed to be terrified, quickly climbed up the wall, disappeared into the night in a flash...

In the shadow of the roof of the Hall of Pharmacists, Zhang Biao swayed with his legs hooked on the beams, landing on the red pillars like a swing, and slid down silently.

When he came to the incense burner, he smiled slightly, picked up the leather bag on the ground, weighed it, and was very satisfied.

These are enough to last a long time.

As for Tian Yue, and who is the mother-in-law behind him, he has no interest for the time being, and getting rid of the "鬾" ghost Ah Guang as soon as possible is the top priority.

At this moment, Zhang Biao suddenly froze.

The muscles on his back were tense, he held the handle of the horizontal knife with his right hand, and then slowly raised his head.

The candlelight was dim and uncertain, and the tall Buddha statue was even more depressed in the shadows. The eyes of the clay sculpture were drooping, as if looking down at him.

No wonder the kid was scared away,

It turns out that the vulgar gods have been born...

Zhang Biao heaved a sigh of relief, picked up three sticks of incense from the table, lit them and placed them on the incense burner mountain, clasped his hands together and said, "I'll borrow some incense ash to drive out demons and ghosts, and please respect the gods."

As soon as the words fell, the feeling of being stared at suddenly disappeared, and the depressive atmosphere around her disappeared.

Zhang Biao smiled and didn't care.

This Buddha is not a true Buddha, but an ordinary god.

This kind of thing is briefly mentioned in the inheritance of Nuo Mian Jiangliang, which is divided into three types.

One is the vulgar gods of Taoist temples, who are edified by incense all the year round and breed supernatural powers.

One is the undead ghosts, who are also infiltrated by incense all the year round, out of the ghost body, often appear in family temples or local wild sacrifices, and are called ancestor gods.

The last type is the generation of heaven and earth, such as a big tree or a stone in a certain place, which accumulates over time to produce supernatural beings, which are called ancestral spirits.

There is a common term for these three things, which is called "view"!
Once they take shape, they usually protect one side and become a kind of practice method. In Buddhism, there are incense methods, and in shamanism, there are also shamans who specialize in worshiping ancestors.

But once these things are infected by evil spirits, they will become evil spirits, harming one party,
Like the statue of land in Yongding River.

Therefore, there is a faction in Fang Xiangzong that specializes in dealing with this thing, which is the "Wei Sui Shi Viewpoint".

Although Zhang Biao was not accompanied by Nuo Mian, he had no way to deal with it, but the one in front of him was obviously not evil.

Sure enough, the eyes of spiritual vision showed a message:
Statue of Pharmacist Buddha in Chongsheng Temple (Grade [-] of Huangpin)
1. The clay statue of Medicine Buddha Buddha has been burning incense for 300 years, giving birth to vulgar gods.

2. This vulgar god is psychic, good at dispelling epidemics and curing diseases, within the scope of divine power, it is difficult for weak spirits and ghosts to invade.

3. Vulgar gods have little power, but they can also cure diseases and save lives...

Zhang Biao shook his head, turned around and left.

Chongsheng Temple has produced common gods, and all spiritual things within the temple have masters.

Vulgar gods are not so bright in their brains. Unless there is a temple priest or spirit witch who specializes in communicating with them to help, otherwise snatching them without authorization will cause resistance to the curse.

It is the limit to take away the incense ash that is useless to him.

The movement in the hall has attracted the attention of the night watchman, and a group of people rushed into the hall with sticks.

"Huiyuan, wake up!"

"Hurry up, people, there are thieves in the temple!"

Soon, the flames were blazing and there was chaos.

On the dark side of the roof opposite, Zhang Biao shook his head.

If you guess correctly, there will soon be a young monk in Chongsheng Temple who will be seriously ill. After waking up, he can communicate with this vulgar god and become a temple blessing.

He turned his head and looked at Yujing City under the night sky.

The revival of spiritual energy will not only awaken those ancient inheritances, we must hurry up...

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao jumped into the darkness and headed towards Qinglong Temple in the nearby Fangshi.

He decided to start early during this time, lest other monks get there first, or a new vulgar god...

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Nancheng, Tongyifang.

Inside the private house, the candlelight is faint, as dim as beans.

An old woman with white hair and black clothes sat cross-legged on the kang, holding a pipe, puffing clouds and mist, her head was biting, as if she was about to fall asleep at any time.

"Grandma, it's not that I'm timid."

Tian Yue knelt on the ground, swallowed his saliva, and said tremblingly: "Then... that Buddha statue has spoken, it's very evil!"

"What are you afraid of, you're just a vulgar god!"

A hoarse voice sounded, and the old woman raised her head, her face was covered with orange peel, her bones were bony, and her facial features were inexplicably reminiscent of a mouse.

She took a puff of her cigarette and sighed, "It's a pity, old lady, I was born at a bad time, even if it was 20 years earlier..."

At this moment, she spread her withered right hand, and the rat monster named Yuan Bao crawled up, scratching and scratching, as if to comfort her.

A smile appeared on the corner of the old woman's mouth, and she whispered to Tian Yue: "You are considered smart, you kid, work hard for me, maybe one day when you are in a good mood, I will give you some skills."

"Thank you grandma!"

Tian Yue was overjoyed immediately, and raised his head cautiously: "Grandma, those people from the Yi Chong Association during the day..."

The old woman was silent for a while, and suddenly said sharply: "Don't bother, this matter is not that simple, just get some talisman water to earn money for the poor."

"Yes, grandma."

Tian Yue was startled and quickly lowered his head.

…………

Before you know it, dawn breaks.

In the small courtyard of Anzhenfang, Zhang Biao stood still on a round pile. As he breathed and breathed, his eyes shone brightly, and the fatigue on his face gradually disappeared.

He turned and went back into the room.

On the table, there was a large string of rosary beads.

There was a smile on the corner of Zhang Biao's mouth. After a busy night, he finally found the equipment for performing surgery...

(End of this chapter)