The God and Buddha are actually me

Lingguan Temple.

Miao Zhu was cleaning the Taoist temple. He was doing it very carefully, not even missing a fallen leaf. He looked attentive and had a smile on his face.

He was originally a monk from the Shen Mansion, and he was a little reluctant when he was chosen by the old lady to be a temple blessing. But for some reason, after staying in the Lingguan Temple for a long time, his heart became calmer.

Especially when he sees the majestic and upright spirit official statue in the mist, he will feel a kind of reverence from the bottom of his heart.

And it seems that there is really a blessing from the spiritual official. His cultivation has improved a lot, and he has now entered the second realm.

You must know that his qualifications are average and he has been in the first level for eleven years of practice. However, he broke through within a few months of entering Lingguan Temple.

After sweeping, he sat cross-legged under the willow tree at the temple gate and made the Lingguan Jue mudra taught by Taoist Zhang. His mood suddenly became more peaceful, without any distracting thoughts, and he began to practice.

In the Taoist temple, time seems to have lost its meaning.

The bells ring in the morning and the drums ring in the evening, and it’s dusk again.

A figure suddenly broke into the temple. It was unkempt and had blood marks on its wrists. It seemed that it had been tied with a rope.

"Daozhang Zhang!"

"I'm looking for Taoist Zhang!"

The man shouted loudly, grabbing Miao Zhu's hand and refusing to let go.

Miao Zhu immediately felt an evil aura. There was only one possibility that this middle-aged man was not evil. There were evil spirits around him, so he was contaminated with evil aura.

And looking at his face, he also looked depressed.

Miao Zhu recognized him. He seemed to be someone who came to see Zhang Daozhang a few days ago.

"This layman, the Lingguan Temple is not open today. Taoist Zhang is in retreat. He will not look after others for the time being. You can come back tomorrow."

"Retreat? Where?"

"In the main hall."

The man immediately ran towards the main hall.

He originally planned to come to Lingguan Temple early in the morning, but he didn't want to be tied up by his wife. Fortunately, his wife often fell asleep during the day, and she was weak when tied up, so he finally broke free.

The door to the main hall was closed tightly. Before he even reached the door, the man felt a wave of heat, as if there was a sea of ​​fire inside.

He reached out to knock on the door, but when his palm hit the wooden door, he let out a scream.

There was a hissing sound, and green smoke came out of his palm. There was an obvious burn, and the pain was excruciating.

Where is the wooden door, it is like a red-hot iron door.

"Householder, Taoist Zhang is indeed in seclusion, but he has great supernatural powers and powerful magic. I believe he will be released from seclusion soon. You can come back tomorrow."

Miao Zhu stepped forward to persuade.

"It's too late, I'm about to give birth, I'm going to give birth soon..."

Looking at the man with a look of despair in his eyes, Miao Zhu couldn't bear it and said: "You might as well tell me the cause and effect. I will convey it to Daozhang Zhang as soon as he comes out of seclusion."

The man's eyes moved.

Daozhang Zhang is an expert, so this temple priest should also have some skills. Maybe he can also help him?

After hesitating for a moment, he finally spoke and slowly told his story.

The temple blessing was relatively relaxed at first, but as the man talked, his expression became more serious, and by the end, his hands were even shaking slightly.

"My name is Qi Shaozong, from Yangzhou. I failed many scientific examinations, but because of the influence of my ancestors, my family is quite wealthy. I married a wife, and we were very loving after the marriage. There is only one thing that we can't forget. "

"My wife suffered from Stone Girl Syndrome and was unable to conceive a child. For this reason, we visited famous doctors, but to no avail, until we met a wandering monk who directed us to invite the Mother Buddha from an abandoned temple."

"That's a statue with a red cloth covering its head. Monk You Fang specifically told us not to lift the red cloth, otherwise there will be a big disaster."

"I felt something was wrong at the time, but my wife insisted on bringing the statue home. According to the monk's instructions, she bowed three times and kowtowed nine times, chanted sutras and prayed. That night..."

The man's mouth trembled slightly, as if he was thinking of that 'terrible' night again.

That night, the virtuous and kind-hearted wife who came from a noble family suddenly changed from her usual reserve and gentleness. She wore heavy makeup and thin clothes, half unbuttoned and half unbuttoned, and she was extremely charming.

His expression was so romantic, it was like he was a different person.

The two spent the night together that night, allowing him to taste all the bliss in the world and see all kinds of tricks. In the morning, he felt that he was almost out of fuel.

But the strange thing is that the wife later had no impression of the joy of that night.

He was a little scared at the time and wanted to take the statue of the Buddha back, but he met with fierce opposition from his wife because she was getting married soon.

He was also very happy that his wife was happy, so the statue of the Mother of Buddha was temporarily placed at home, and his wife visited her every day as usual.

But things soon became weirder.

The speed at which my wife's belly grows is extraordinary. It would take others ten months to conceive, but my wife has only been pregnant for one month, and she is as old as others who are seven or eight months old.

Moreover, the child in the belly is particularly restless. After ten days, the fetus will even press its face against the belly, forming a terrifying outline, as if it wants to force its way out.

My wife is always in pain.

But since then, there will be a bowl of soup in front of the wife's bed every day, with a piece of purple river cart in it. After drinking the medicine, the fetus will become honest.

But the price paid is that his wife and he have to feed their blood to the statue of the Buddha.

Unlike his wife who had become blind, the man became more and more vigilant. He began to quietly find some magicians, hoping to help him get rid of the Buddha Mother.

But what he didn't expect was that the Buddha Mother was very powerful. The masters he found died or went crazy, and their endings were very miserable.

"Hiss! Taoist Wang of Lingyun Temple and Abbot Fang Zheng of Dazhi Temple all died at the hands of the Buddha Mother statue?"

Hearing the man say the names of those masters, the temple keeper's hair stood on end.

Others are fine, but these two are quite famous in Yangzhou. They both have the third level of cultivation and have rich experience in subduing demons. They have often read people's stories for many years.

No wonder the two suddenly died some time ago. It turns out that there is such a hidden story.

"Master, save me!"

"My wife said that she will give birth in the next two days. I feel that once the child is born, everything will be irreversible!"

Although it is his own flesh and blood, the man has a deep fear of the child.

Especially when the fetus shows a gloomy face under the belly, as if staring at him quietly, he will tremble all over.

And even if the child was fine, the Buddha Mother was an out-and-out evil spirit, sucking away his blood, flesh and essence, making him depressed and no longer interested in studying.

This year's imperial examination was also abandoned because of this.

"This..."

The temple keeper was also panicked. The cultivators of the third realm all died suddenly. How could he, a young cultivator who had just entered the second realm, be qualified to take care of such things?

The only person he could think of was the powerful and unfathomable Taoist Zhang.

The scene of Taoist Zhang exorcising the monkey demon's soul that day shocked him. During this period of time, he had not seen any evil spirit that could embarrass Taoist Zhang.

If Taoist Zhang could take action, there would be no problem.

But...

He looked at the main hall of the spiritual official, which was sealed like a furnace, and frowned.

For those who practice, retreat must not be disturbed, otherwise it is easy to go astray. Taoist Zhang asked him to take care of him, which was a trust in him.

But not saving him seemed to violate the teachings of the spiritual official.

The temple keeper was in a dilemma for a while, and at this moment, he was refreshed, as if he heard something.

"Great, you are saved!"

The temple keeper said happily: "Master Zhang has already known about you. He asked me to tell you to go back now and take your wife to the temple to stay temporarily."

The man was also refreshed, but then he seemed to think of something and said: "It's okay for me to leave alone, but if I take my wife with me, I'm afraid the Buddha statue will not agree..."

The statue valued his wife very much. He actually tried to take his wife away before, but it was okay for him to leave alone. Once his wife stepped out of the door, there would be an invisible force to drag her back.

At this moment, two talismans flew out from the crack of the door of the main hall.

One was the Five Thunder Talisman, and the other was the Fire Talisman of Master Sa.

The man was overjoyed and kowtowed in gratitude: "Thank you, Master Zhang, thank you, Master Zhang!"

He had seen the power of the thunder talisman. With these two talismans, they should be able to protect the couple and escape from the devil's cave!

The man immediately went down the mountain and ran towards home.

However, when he passed the town at the foot of the mountain, he saw a strange old man.

The man was disheveled and ragged, like a beggar, and seemed a little crazy. He asked people something and was constantly despised.

Someone kicked him down, but the crazy old man was not angry at all. He fell in the mud, covered in mud, but rolled around with a smile, as if he was enjoying it.

Everyone around him was laughing at him.

The man thought of his experience during this period of time. Now, isn't he also despised and hated by his relatives and friends?

Putting himself in his shoes, he sighed and helped the crazy old man up.

"Old man, you——"

Before he finished speaking, the crazy old man grabbed his hand and stared at him: "Have you seen my skin?"

"Where is my skin?"

"Who stole my skin?"

The man frowned and shook his head: "I haven't seen any skin, old man, you are too dirty, I will buy you a new piece of clothing."

"Dirty?"

"You are dirty, you are the dirtiest..."

"But it doesn't matter, I will help you wash it."

The crazy old man laughed, and then spit a large mouthful of phlegm at him, which stuck to the man's clothes, yellow and sticky.

The man was very disgusted, and quickly let go of the hand holding the old man and left angrily.

The crazy old man didn't care, and continued to look at the passers-by and asked those questions.

"Where is my skin?"

"Who of you stole my skin?"

...

Lingguan Temple, main hall.

A golden rope is taking shape in the fire, and the Lingguan Baogao is almost engraved all over the rope, injecting it with some mysterious power.

The dragon's evil spirit was so small that it was difficult to detect, and it was replaced by a sacred and majestic spirit.

Roar!

In the raging fire, the rope was flying and circling like a golden dragon, and it actually made a series of dragon roars. The surface of the rope was not smooth, but had traces like dragon scales and was dotted with Taoist seal characters.

Only at the dragon's head, there was still some evil spirit left.

Zhang Jiuyang's heart moved.

It's almost time, and the dragon-binding rope will be successfully refined soon.

When the time comes, I will try my hand with the so-called Buddha Mother.

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