Female president's private killer

The sky finally gradually entered the day, but in this thunderstorm weather, it was not much different from the dark dusk.

Miao Xiaochun stood behind the head of Wenquan Road, and the short skirt was blown up by the wind

Huh?

Why do you seem to have no pants?

Before Song Zijing could figure it out, Taoist Wenquan had put on his sunglasses again: "now the door is about to open."

There was a thunderbolt in the sky, and thin raindrops had fallen.

The Mountain Gate of Hongfa temple is very high, and there are already people in twos and threes at the gate. Maybe because of the weather, not many people come today.

"The door is open!" Suddenly, someone shouted.

The huge mountain gate opened with a squeak. The two monks laboriously opened the door, saluted the crowd, picked up the broom and began sweeping the floor.

This should mean that you can go in and burn incense.

The crowd swarmed in.

Miao Xiaochun went to the door, patted a monk sweeping the floor, and whispered, "little master."

The monk raised his head

Song Zijing couldn't help touching his thigh. Didn't he say that monks are six clean roots, everything in the world is red dust, and women are tigers?

The monk looked at Miao Xiaochun

How do you look? How do you look!

"What do you think, benefactor?" The monk bowed and saluted. Even with this large-scale action, his eyes stared at Miao Xiaochun's skirt

"Do you have a master named Tiangang?"

"Master Tiangang?"

Another monk who swept the floor raised his head and looked at him. His face was a little unnatural: "yes, yes, are you looking for him?"

"Well! Where is he? "

"I'll take you."

It looks very attentive, but song Zijing still thinks that the monk just wants to talk more to beautiful women.

Hongfa temple is really not small. Nowadays, it is so completely preserved and covers such a large area. Moreover, song Zijing can meet all kinds of monks all the way. It is the first time to see it.

Whether it's the Brahma singing in the ear, the ancient locust tree in the temple, or the rich sandalwood in the nose, they all show a kind of thick inside information, which suddenly makes someone have some confidence in today's trip.

Perhaps only in such places, stories like myself are not the only ones.

Presumably, this master who claims to be able to expel ghosts must still be able to play some role.

"Master Tiangang, master Tiangang! There are guests! " The little monk led the people around a big circle, passed through countless courtyard doors, and came to the door of this small wooden house. There seemed to be no voice and Sanskrit singing around, and even the smell of sandalwood was much weaker.

After shouting several times, the closed wooden door opened with a squeak. A burst of violent sandalwood suddenly gushed out of the house, suffocating several people.

"Please come in." This voice, deep and unspeakable!

This sound is not like an eminent monk, but a bit like a cow head and horse face.

"Please come in, benefactor, and I'll leave." When the little monk turned around, his eyes were still on Miao Xiaochun's slender legs.

When the three stood under the eaves together, the pouring rain suddenly fell and hit the ground, making a loud noise of "crackling".

This room is not big, but the floor height is not low. The thick wooden beam is at least three meters high from the ground. There is an expressionless Tathagata Buddha and a incense table in the room.

What's the age? There are only a few candles on the incense table in the lighting facilities in this house!

Don't the eminent monk know that there is something called an electric lamp?

The monk kneeling in front of the incense table with his back to the crowd suddenly stood up and startled him!

This eminent monk, that's quite tall!

Here! It's almost two meters!

Taoist Wenquan always thought that the so-called eminent monk was at least 70 or 89 years old, but this... At most 30 or 40!

The so-called eminent monk

It means height, not age

"Thank you, benefactor. There are no seats here. Please make do with futons. "

Well, this is definitely an ascetic monk.

This Futon is not thick. It's uncomfortable to sit, and it's even more uncomfortable to kneel. It's difficult for this eminent monk to practice like this.

The three looked at each other and had to sit cross legged as they said.

Taoist priest Wenquan was about to speak when the eminent monk suddenly waved his hand: "needless to say, I know your intention very well."

Taoist Wenquan couldn't help but be stunned. If so, he would really be an eminent monk!

"Several benefactors are obscure. They must be haunted by ghosts recently. Fortunately, you are blessed and have not done great harm." The eminent monk has extremely strong hair on his face. Except for his beard and eyebrows, he can hardly see the outline of his face. When he squints at Fang Tian, he feels not facing a monk, but like facing a hairy monkey.

But it's true.

"Eh?" The eminent monk glanced at Miao Xiaochun: "benefactor... It's hard for you. Originally you were free from disease and disaster, but your friend brought you bad luck. "

Miao Xiaochun: "

"Don't worry, benefactor." The eminent monk said softly, "with me, soon your bad luck will turn into dust and everything will pass."

Miao Xiaochun nodded earnestly, and the expression on his face immediately relaxed a lot: "thank you, master."

The eminent monk smiled.

He stood, and the people sat on the ground. Looking up, he looked very tall and deep laughter... More like a cow's head and horse's face!

"I want to have countless souls. It's hard for me to live in such a small thing!" As soon as the eminent monk shook his hand, he didn't know where to take out a piece of incense or how to light it. He inserted it into the incense altar in the middle, worshipped it, turned around and coughed: "it's just that this kind of ghost expelling ceremony... It's very energy-consuming..."

"Master, please be frank. How much is it?" Taoist Wenquan rubbed his nose with a bitter smile. Like this monk, he used to make a living by this skill. It's really strange if he doesn't mention money.

I just hope he is as good as himself

"Benefactor, that's not true. Money is a common thing. I don't care... Just using the power of the Buddha to disperse the spirits requires a lot of accumulated virtue and good deeds, such as repairing the golden body, such as giving alms..."

Ya, it's the same as what you said before!

Taoist priest Wenquan didn't know how much he wanted to tell him directly that we were also peers. Finally, he held back.

"Ah! This booklet is a record of good fortune and virtue used by benefactors. No matter how much you want to give, please sign below, write the number and sign your name. "

This booklet

It's really not so thick!

Have you seen Ci Hai? These are two dictionaries!

Song Zijing took over with difficulty and opened a page casually. Well... It was written in the first row

holy crap

Five million yuan!

Signature: Liu Xiangyuan.

Second row: 3.5 million yuan!

Signature: Huagang mountain.

Lao Tzu GE's are all rich people!

Turn another page

Thirteen million yuan!

Signature: Li Jialong.

Your uncle's is not good! This is Li Ka Shing's brother!

Taoist priest Wenquan looked at him, raised his eyes and looked at the motionless mountain. He closed his eyes and said, "fifty thousand."

Fifty thousand?

This

Song Zijing turned a few pages in surprise. It was the least, and it was two million, going up!

But then he smiled. By the way, the master is also an expert in this field. He must have deeply rhymed the Tao in it. Now he will dismantle the monk

The monk's eyes' Shua 'opened: "I can't find happiness, can I? Go away if you don't mean it! Lao Tzu... Oh, no, I'll do a Dharma for anyone. That's two million yuan. "

Taoist priest Wenquan couldn't help laughing bitterly and said, "I'm also a member of the Dharma sect. I've never received such a huge amount of money to keep my house safe. Look at us... "

"What are you looking at?" The eminent monk sneered: "can I be the same as you? You're half a man! Just cheat people. How many can you cheat? What do you pay? My heart to the Lord Buddha uses real willpower, and the loss is great. "

Old Taoist Wen Quan wanted to say something, but he was interrupted again by the eminent monk: "I know you don't believe it. You think all the monks and Taoists in the world are like you. They are cheating, right? You don't even believe there are ghosts in the world, do you? "

Wen Quan said: "

"If your heart is not sincere, how can you ward off evil spirits?" The eminent monk was indeed an eminent monk. He spit and scolded Wenquan bloody: "then I ask you, do you still believe there are ghosts in the world?"

Wen Quan said: "

"Cluck." With the cold laughter that made people run around with goose bumps, old man Wenquan suddenly wanted to cry.

"Letter! I really believe it! "

"Ah!" The eminent monk proudly touched his nose: "this is retribution. If you cheat people every day, you will eventually be cheated... Oh, no, if you don't believe in ghosts and gods, ghosts and gods will naturally punish you! Well, let's not say anything else. To exorcise people like you, the starting price is 10 million. "

Old Taoist Wenquan saw the scene of collective lying on the track. He had long lost his world outlook. As soon as he gritted his teeth, he took out a check and wrote 10 million: "deal!"

The eminent monk accepted the check with satisfaction and put it in his pocket: "NAH! Then I ask you, do you still believe there are ghosts in this world? "

Wen Quan said: "

"Ah! What lessons have you learned from this exorcism? "

Old man Wenquan clenched his teeth and said, "I, I won't lie anymore!"

Song Zijing, who obviously found himself cheated: "

The eminent monk turned his head and looked at Song Zijing: "you are even worse. The starting price is 20 million."

"Ah? Why? " Song Zijing almost lost his chin: "I, I believe there are ghosts! I really believe it! "

"The question is not whether you believe in ghosts." The eminent monk touched the hair on his face: "the question is how can you covet other people's girlfriends? People like you who are greedy and swallow elephants will always be punished. You see, ordinary women play so much that they don't say they are sick. They still want to pick up other people's girls. They think it's great to have money? "

Song Zijing was stunned for a long time. The eminent monk was indeed an eminent monk. He knew that he was pursuing other women, but he didn't play with women every day... Which was sick?

"What? Say you're not convinced? " The eminent monk immediately became angry: "I tell you, this female ghost is your retribution! If you don't seriously face your current weakness in human nature, don't talk about me, even the gods can't save you! "

"Cluck." With the cold laughter that made people run around with goose bumps, song Zijing suddenly wanted to cry.

"Yes, yes!" Without saying a word, song Zijing also signed the check: "please help me a lot!"

The eminent monk accepted the check with satisfaction and put it in his pocket: "NAH! What lessons have you learned from this exorcism? "

"I, I don't think about other people's girlfriends anymore!"

Su Tianlan, who has no idea who his girlfriend is: "..."