Jidao Wusheng: I am invincible in my flesh and tear the weirdness apart with my bare hands

Chapter 17 Poor Ghost
"No matter how big the incident is, you can't come in. Get out!" the disciple shouted.

Zhang Lingshan had no choice but to leave the hall.

Fortunately, Shi Lei also followed and said expressionlessly: "Something big happened."

Zhang Lingshan said: "Li Fu and his family of three hanged themselves."

"Oh."

Shi Lei showed no emotion. He just took out the money bag that Li Fu had given him and handed it to Zhang Lingshan, saying, "I didn't do a good job. You should give them back the money."

After that, he turned around and left.

Zhang Lingshan knew that Shi Lei was upset, but he didn't know what to say. Shi Lei couldn't help him anyway, and his purpose in looking for him was to get the twenty taels of silver.

Only if you have money in hand can you go to Hongye Temple to ask for talismans. Otherwise, if you come with nothing in your hands, no one will know what Zhang Lingshan does.

Without any extra time to waste, Zhang Lingshan got the money and immediately ran out of the city.

We headed straight to Hongye Temple, following the familiar route.

Because his physical condition has improved recently, his speed is twice as fast as before, and he is not tired even when he runs to the foot of the Red Leaf Mountain.

but.

It was beyond Zhang Lingshan's expectation.

When they were delivering materials to Hongye Temple before, this place was sparsely populated, but now it is crowded with people, and the foot of the mountain alone is densely packed with people.

'Is it so popular that everyone comes to pray to the gods?'

Zhang Lingshan was quite surprised.

But judging by the speed at which the crowd was moving, I probably wouldn’t be able to squeeze onto the mountain by noon.

But this doesn't bother him.

After all, I worked here for half a year, and I remember all the routes up the mountain by heart.

Soon, he found a hidden shortcut and entered Hongye Temple.

"This benefactor."

A young monk in a gray robe was practicing martial arts in the back hills. He suddenly saw Zhang Lingshan and called out to him: "Why did you come up here? Outsiders are not allowed to go here."

"Greetings, young master. I am lost and would like to find a master to ask for a talisman to exorcise evil spirits."

Zhang Lingshan clasped his hands together and said.

The gray-robed monk did not respond, but stared at him for a long time with his bright eyes, and sighed, "Your condition is complicated, with a ball of black air in your body and a layer of blood outside. I don't understand, but I know that you are in bad luck. Please follow me to see my master. My master is the famous Zen Master Du'e, and he must have a solution."

"Thank you, little master."

Zhang Lingshan was overjoyed.

The young monk looked very young, only about twelve or thirteen years old, but he had sharp eyes and could see his own condition at once.

The black energy in the body is obviously the cause of the red marks on the body.

The blood outside was of course the curse from Li Fu and his three brothers.

The young monk could tell at a glance that his master must be more capable and would definitely have a way to help him exorcise evil spirits and resolve his misfortunes.

It looks like we're saved this time.

Full of anticipation, Zhang Lingshan's steps became lighter. He followed the little monk, turned a few passages, and finally arrived at a simple and elegant courtyard.

"Master, my disciple Huixiu met a donor who climbed up from the back mountain. He has a complicated situation. I beg you to help me solve it."

The young monk stood at the gate of the courtyard and spoke loudly.

"come in."

An old and kind voice came from inside.

One can tell just by listening to his voice that he is an old monk who cultivates his moral character, has an immortal demeanor, and is highly respected.

crunch.

Push open the courtyard door.

Sure enough, Zhang Lingshan saw an old monk sitting among the red leaves. His yellow monk robe formed a contrast with the red leaves on the ground, which was very eye-catching.

Faintly, one could even see a layer of yellow light falling on his body.

Buddha's light?

Zhang Lingshan didn't expect that Hongye Temple had only been built for a short time, and there was such a master living in seclusion here.

He quickly put his hands together and saluted: "I have met the holy monk."

"Amitabha."

Zen Master Du'e raised his eyes slightly, looked at Zhang Lingshan with his cloudy eyes, and shook his head and said, "Donor, you have committed murder, stolen property from dead people, and are involved in unjust debts. Your life is over. You should go down the mountain."

"Please help me, Master!"

Zhang Lingshan quickly took out the twenty taels of silver. However, Master Du'e didn't even look at it. He just closed his eyes and waved his sleeves: "Hui Xiu, take him down the mountain."

Wow!
Zhang Lingshan felt a gust of fresh breeze blowing towards him, and he stepped back involuntarily.

When I came to my senses, I was already standing outside the yard, and the gate creaked shut.

Everything is done in an instant.

Zhang Lingshan was shocked by the methods of this Zen Master Du'e.

"Donor, my master said that he can't do anything, so you can only pray for the best. Please follow me down the mountain."

Huixiu made a please sign.

Zhang Lingshan felt heavy in his heart.

Zen Master Du'e simply summarized his experiences during that period in just a few words, which shows his methods.

But he always said that his life was over.

Could it be that I really can only close my 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: "I think the donor is not a bad person, there must be something hidden.

“Master lives in seclusion and does not want to be involved in karma, but I feel that saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda.

“I have two talismans here. One is a ghost-suppressing talisman, which can suppress the greedy ghost in the donor’s body.

"A talisman to resolve grievances can ward off the curse of grievances."

As he spoke, he took out two talismans from his arms.

Zhang Lingshan was pleasantly surprised and said, "Can these two talismans really help me out of my predicament?"

"Of course. But the donor needs to be sincere in asking for the talisman."

"How to be sincere?"

"Just as you were sincere in front of my master just now, you should be as sincere now."

Huixiu said this, glancing at the purse in Zhang Lingshan's arms.

Zhang Lingshan suddenly realized.

"Ha ha!"

He suddenly smiled and laughed: "I understand, goodbye!"

Too lazy to continue talking nonsense with Huixiu, he turned around and left, running down the mountain and returning to Hong's Martial Arts School.

Instead of spending twenty taels of silver to buy Huixiu's two broken talismans, it would be better to hurry back to Hong's Martial Arts School. At least there is still a bowl of rice that can increase energy by 0.1.

Why is it called 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 capable could the young monks under him be?

It's obvious that he wants to cheat me of my money.

Before, I tried all kinds of medical treatments when I was desperate, and even wanted to pray to gods for talismans to save my life.

How stupid.

It is better to ask for yourself than for others.

Instead of spending money on talismans, it is better to spend money on medicinal herbs and dried meat to store energy.

As long as you have enough energy, your strength is improved, and your qi and blood are sufficient, why would you be afraid of greedy ghosts or curses of grievances?
Ghosts are afraid of evil people.

As long as you are fierce and evil enough, you don't have to be afraid of any evil spirits.

The reason why Li Fu and his family of three didn’t dare to curse the Sanjiang Casino was because those people there were vicious enough!

After realizing this, Zhang Lingshan suddenly felt that the world was vast.

His steps became lighter and more fearless.

For now, let alone any evil spirits, even if the emperor came, he would dare to take a bite.

As long as I am not afraid, I am afraid of others.

"Uh, this poor fellow just ran away. Does he look down on my talisman?"

The young monk Huixiu felt unhappy when he saw Zhang Lingshan running away without looking back.

No wonder the master just took a look at the boy and sent him away without even saying a word to him.

The master really had a keen eye and could tell at a glance that this boy was a poor fellow.

Buddha only saves rich people.

Even a poor person can't afford these two talismans, so how can he be qualified to buy the master's high-level talismans?

I bother!

(End of this chapter)