Unlucky black cat

Ah, offer a sacrifice every five years. And then use the lives of others to buy local peace?

Looking at the monk in front of him coldly, Yang Momo took out an anti-wolf electric baton from his pocket and stunned the monk directly.

It's a beautiful thought, Raincoat, use illusion to reconstruct his memory, don't let him remember that we were here.

Although in theory, the electric man's actions should be unnecessary, Yang Momo just wanted to electric the monk.

Ah (no problem).

She stretched out a hand excitedly, with a ferocious smile on her face. Her personality should be more compatible with Yang Momo.

As for Jiang Sheng, at this time, he was standing not far away and remained silent.

It wasn't until the raincoat completed all its movements that it raised its head, looked at Yang Momo and asked.

What do you think about this matter?

What do you think? After hearing this question, Yang Momo was stunned for a moment.

Then he scratched his hair: Ah, are you talking about the misfortune? Well, I can probably understand your concerns. Using the misfortune of one person to exchange the safety of a group of people. This sounds like a A good deal. However, life is born with bad luck. This part of the inherent misfortune is the responsibility that everyone must bear.

It is natural for a person to assume a responsibility. But if someone tries to shirk responsibility, ask others to bear the consequences. Then this is no different from seeking money and killing people.

After saying that, the girl seemed to be worried that Jiang Sheng still didn't understand everything. Therefore, he was still waiting to explain, but Jiang Sheng stopped him with a gesture.

I think I roughly understand what you mean, thank you, this is very helpful to me.

Misfortune, is it responsibility?

Jiang Sheng thought and relaxed his brows a little.

Thank you for what.

Yang waved his hand nonchalantly and said calmly.

I am half your senior, so I should answer some questions. Moreover, the fact that you can think about these things independently shows that you have the talent to be responsible. Bai Jie did not misread the 'person', and I will leave the resentful spirit to you. , which is indeed reassuring.”

After all, in general, the person who manages the cursed objects also has the meaning of the existence of the cursed objects. Just to take on the responsibilities that no one else takes.

in addition.

Squatting on the ground and poking the monk's cheek to make sure that the monk had fainted, Yang Momo turned to Jiang Sheng and said.

Raincoat's ability focuses on illusion, so it can easily control the intensity of the illusion. We only need to stand by and supervise. But if it is you, try not to use spells on ordinary people.

Otherwise, an improper operation may cause irreversible damage to their souls.

Because of this, Yang Momo didn't use spells to hypnotize He Wen when he was searching for the black cat.

Who told her not to have the talent for precision operations?

So much so that the girl now carries an electric baton with her when she goes out.

I see……

Silently recalling the human skin raincoat, Jiang Sheng looked sideways at the temple.

So, what should we do now?

Two choices. The girl squatting by the wall held out two fingers.

First, I will inform the Spiritual Management Department of what happened here, and then ask them to send someone to solve the matter.

Two, we deal with the problem privately.

There is really no other way.

Jiang Sheng, who couldn't think of a third option for the time being, nodded.

Do you have any suggestions?

Again it asked for the girl's opinion.

My suggestion is to let the public handle it.

Standing up casually, patting the non-existent dust in his palms, Yang Mo analyzed briefly.

After all, this matter involves a wide range of things. Even if it is handled privately, it will not be possible for everyone to be aware of it.

So why not put it out there? Jiang Sheng took over the girl's words.

That's right. Yang Mo smiled confidently.

In this way, the two forces compete with each other, and you can escape in secret.

So, now it's your turn to help me?

Slowly raising his eyes and glancing at the girl in front of him, Jiang Sheng felt for a moment that the world was uncertain: Obviously at the beginning, you still wanted to catch me.

Harmful. He waved his hands in confusion. There was still a scar from the cat scratch on the bridge of Yang Momo's nose.

I didn't know you could think and communicate at that time. I couldn't risk the safety of an area for a wild cat that only acted on instinct.

That's right.

Regarding this point, if Jiang Sheng was put in Yang Momo's position, he would do his best to catch wild cats.

Anyway, let's get out of here first, so as not to alert others.

good.

…

By the time the old monk returned to the temple, everything had returned to calm.

The middle-aged monk, who had been in a coma for a while, could not remember anything, so naturally he would not report anything.

It wasn't until the old abbot of Duan Bodhisattva Temple saw the red cloth covering the Buddha statue that his eyes tightened.

The cloth had been tampered with, because the marks on it had changed positions.

Twice in a row, something moved the red cloth.

There is no doubt that the recent anomaly is no coincidence.

The person who disturbed this Buddhist hall was definitely not an ignorant and fearless evil spirit.

Is the person who comes here a filth with self-awareness?

Moreover, it is very likely that an abnormality in the Buddha statue has been discovered.

Fumbling for the remaining disaster on the red cloth, the old monk's eyes gradually lowered.

Anyway, enough bad consequences have been collected in the past two days. Let’s ripen the seeds to avoid long nights and many dreams.

Guangzhi.

Following the old monk's call, a middle-aged monk came from outside the hall.

Master.

With his back to the main entrance of the hall, the old monk stood with his head raised.

Call Quang Da, Guang Xin, and the little donor Zhuang. Tonight, we will borrow flowers to offer to the Buddha.

yes.

…

Zhuang Yuan is mute. Since childhood, fortune tellers have said that she is destined to be evil.

Overcoming parents, overcoming relatives and friends, one has no roots and no blessings in life.

So, her father asked her to take her mother's surname to avoid bringing harm to her ancestors and future generations.

So, she changed her name from Zhang Yuan to Zhuang Yuan.

Unfortunately, there are some things that cannot be avoided or pushed away.

When she was twelve years old, her grandfather and grandmother died of illness together.

My father divorced my mother and took my younger brother away.

The originally lively family suddenly became deserted.

Later, her mother collapsed from exhaustion trying to take care of her.

The bathhouses that had been run for generations were also closed, and the real estate was taken away and mortgaged.

Zhuang Yuan suddenly lost all his support, and his life was crumbling.

Until a temple took her in.

The old abbot of the temple was very kind. He was willing to pay for his mother's medical treatment and continue to support her education.

Zhuang Yuan and her mother are very grateful to this temple.

We must repay them in the future.

This is what her mother taught Zhuang Yuan.

I will definitely repay them in the future.

Zhuang Yuan thought so too.