The princess changed her widow's life by fortune-telling

Chapter 347 Where did you come from, where do you go back

Pei Zimo didn't speak all the time, because he was weak, and he also wanted to see how the old monk was capable.

When she was looking at the old monk, the old monk was also looking at her.

After a while, the old monk looked at Ling Luo again, "It seems that the crux of the problem lies with him." After speaking, he got up, went to Ling Luo and squatted down.

Pei Zimo and Bai Jinye looked at each other. This old monk is indeed capable.

The old monk squatted in front of Ling Luo for a while, finally raised his hand, and patted Ling Luo's cheek, "Wake up, don't pretend to be asleep."

Bai Jinye opened his mouth, and was about to explain that Ling Luo was not pretending to be asleep, he had been in a coma for many days, but before he could speak, Ling Luo opened his eyes.

Ling Luo looked at the old monk in front of him in a daze, turned his eyes around, saw Pei Zimo and Bai Jinye next to him, immediately understood, turned his eyes back, and looked at the old monk.

The old monk seemed to have noticed something, stepped back a few steps, sat on the ground among the three of them, looked at Ling Luo for a while, then at Pei Zimo, then at Bai Jinye, and finally chuckled, "Strange, not strangeness."

After a pause, he slowly and extremely reluctantly took out the bank note from his arms and handed it back to Bai Jinye, "Forget it, I can't save the person."

Bai Jinye didn't answer, but said, "This money is considered my incense money, since it was given to the master, how can I get it back?"

"Really?" The old monk couldn't believe it.

"Really." Bai Jinye nodded.

"There are really fools in this world who treat money like dung?" The old monk muttered, as if afraid of Bai Jinye's repentance, he quickly stuffed the bank note back into his arms, blinked his eyes and thought for a long time, and sighed. , "I can't take this money for nothing, but I really can't save people."

He held his chin as he spoke, his face was so entangled, he slapped his thigh for the last time, and looked at Pei Zimo, "This man, although he can't be saved, may not have a way out."

"Master, please tell me." Pei Zimo said.

"Where are you coming from, where are you going back?" The old monk looked at Ling Luo, then at Bai Jinye, and said nothing more.

Pei Zimo frowned, "But... I can't do it."

"You can't do it, I can, but..." Speaking of this, the old monk stopped again, his face still full of confusion.

Bai Jinye frowned, "Master, as long as you can save people, money is not a problem."

"Look at what you're talking about? Am I a greedy person?" The old monk glared at Bai Jinye, "It's just that it took me a lot of energy." He said and touched his cheek, " If this face is more than ten years old, can you still look at it?"

He blinked his eyes and thought for a long time before raising his hand and pointing to Han Yu in the yard, "Let me come, give me a bowl of his blood."

Pei Zimo turned his head to look at Han Yu, the old monk obviously recognized Han Yu's identity by saying so.

Before Bai Jinye and Pei Zimo could speak to this request, Zuo Ci at the door agreed, "All right, all right, I'm going to discuss it with him."

"Wait a minute." The old monk stood up, walked to the side of the couch, rummaged for a while, found a big bowl, and handed it to Zuo Ci, "This, a bowl."

Zuo Ci looked at the big bowl in his hand that was bigger than his head, he felt bad all over, he thought that the bowl of blood that the old monk said was just a small bowl of blood, but such a big bowl... "This... This... shed such a big bowl of blood, people are going to die."

"I didn't let you finish it all at once. Anyway, you have to stay here for a few days and accumulate slowly. It seems that you are the only one of you here. Then you can cook big fish and meat for him every day and make up for it. , I can’t die.” The old monk licked his lips as he spoke, and added, “For big fish and big meat, prepare more, there are so many people.”

Zuo Ci smiled bitterly, looked at the weak Pei Zimo, and could only turn around and walk towards Han Yu.

Now that Pei Zimo is weak, the prince of their family is worried about it. If something happens to Pei Zimo, the prince of his family may not survive.

I hope Han Yu can give him some blood, and he will definitely make up for Han Yu in the future.

Now the old monk was satisfied, "Okay, you guys wait here, I'll go get ready."

It's easy to separate the obsession from the original owner, but you have to put it back... Pei Zimo has never heard of this kind of thing. If you put it back, the obsession will turn back to the obsession. I'm afraid it's not a complete soul, and I don't even know what effect it has on the original owner. .

Pei Zimo turned his head to look at Ling Luo. He woke up and heard what the old monk said, so he naturally understood what it meant to go back and forth.

He smiled softly, "At least it's not disappearing, after it's raised up in the future, and then peeled off, maybe there will be a chance to be a human again."

Pei Zimo was about to say something when she saw the old monk walking back quickly. She thought he would have to prepare for a long time, but she didn't know where to get half of the incense and walked back.

These few steps were walked so fast that it was almost windy, as if they were afraid that if they walked too slowly, they would regret not giving the banknote and Han Yu's blood.

Pei Zimo looked up at the old monk who was full of smiles, and only one thought popped into his head. For this old monk, this matter is probably too easy. He took advantage of it to be happy. Second appearance.

The old monk sat down among the three of them again, and with a wave of his hand, the door of the Buddhist hall was closed, and then he carefully lit the incense in his hand.

The incense was lit, and there was a strange fragrance in the smoke. Pei Zimo was thinking about the smell of this fragrance, when he felt his shoulders sink, and when he turned his head, he saw Bai Jinye closed his eyes and passed out.

She looked at Ling Luo again, and now Ling Luo also closed her eyes again.

Pei Zimo quickly looked at the old monk and asked, "Where did you come from? Are you going to turn him back into obsession and put it on him? Then he will still have a trace of obsession in the future? The original owner has this obsession , will it..."

"What turned into a trace of obsession?" The old monk looked at Pei Zimo, "Everyone has finally become a normal person, how can they become a ball of obsession again?"

"Then what do you mean?" Pei Zimo frowned, not understanding.

"Heh." The old monk chuckled lightly, "The Broken Soul Arrow is useless to put it on other people, but it just happens to be fine if you put it on these two people. Do you know the principle of the Broken Soul Arrow?"

"Melting soul?" Pei Zimo asked.

The old monk shook his head, "Once the Broken Soul Arrow enters the soul, it will spread around the soul, envelop the whole soul, and make the soul lose contact with the outside world, just like a person, if he seals his whole body, then he wants to survive , you can only consume your own energy, and after a long time, you will naturally die."

"But this Broken Soul Arrow is most afraid of the power of the soul. The soul wrapped in it can't attack him, but the soul outside can. Others can't, because other people's souls can't attack the Broken Soul Arrow, but the two of them, With the same origin, his soul feels that his soul is trapped, as if he feels a part of himself is trapped, and he will naturally take the initiative to help."

(End of this chapter)