The Trick of Longevity, Paper-cutting Becomes a Spirit

Chapter 268 The Little Monk

Guanghua Temple, located in the north of Gushan County, is said to have been built for thousands of years.

Therefore, although Guanghua Temple is not very famous, it still has a very important position in Buddhism.

Lu Qian led everyone north along the street, turned a corner, and met a group of monks patrolling the street, heading in their direction.

There are many monks in Guanghua Temple. At this moment, no one knows how many monks are patrolling the streets, and the sound of knocking wooden fish echoes throughout the city.

Seeing these monks approaching, Lu Qian gestured to everyone to step aside.

A group of bald monks, 12 in total, walked past Lu Qian and others.

They closed their eyes tightly and walked "blindly" all the way, but they walked very straightly, walking exactly along the central axis of the street, without leaning to either side.

He even turned a blind eye to the Lu Qian people standing on both sides of the street.

When the wooden fish knocker just passed in front of them, Lu Qian raised his eyes to look at Shu Wanying and winked at her.

Shu Wanying was very smart, and she always ignored Lu Qian from the corner of her eyes, always ready to obey his orders.

Seeing Lu Qian wink at her, Shu Wanying immediately turned to look at Lu Qian.

Lu Qian pointed at the monk walking at the end of the team, clasped his hands together, and made a "pierce through" first and then grab.

Shu Wanying immediately woke up. In a flash, she turned into a stream of light and penetrated directly into the body of the last monk.

Then, when she came out in front of the monk again, the monk suddenly stopped tapping the wooden fish, then fell forward and fell to the ground.

Shu Wanying grabbed a ghost from the monk's body and came to Lu Qian.

Lu Qian looked at the ghost and found that it was indeed Fang Xianggui.

However, this ghost looked a bit weak, much weaker than the two Fang Xiang ghosts that had possessed the two girls before and entered Lu Qian's room.

Lu Qian focused his mental energy on his eyes and looked at the Fang Xianggui, and then he saw that its body was also densely wrapped with thin threads.

Seeing this scene, Lu Qian was slightly disappointed.

His guess was correct. All the monks patrolling in the city were now possessed by Fang Xianggui.

And these Fang Xianggui were all controlled by Guo Tuan's ghost control technique.

His plan to extract Fang Xianggui from these monks and use them for Guifan failed as expected.

At this time, Guo Tui had obviously occupied the magpie's nest and Guanghua Temple.

This time at Guanghua Temple, it was impossible for him not to go.

Thinking of this, Lu Qian winked at Bai Tan and asked him to wake up the unconscious monk who fell to the ground.

Although this is just a young monk, you may be able to ask some useful things from him.

As for the Fang Xianggui in Shu Wanying's hands, Lu Qian had no interest in keeping it and said directly to Shu Wanying: "Get rid of it."

Seeing this, Shu Wanying suddenly twisted the hand that was holding Fang Xianggui. The struggling Fang Xianggui suddenly turned into a twist.

Then, Shu Wanying let go of her hand and patted Fang Xianggui's head lightly with her palm.

The Fang Xianggui was immediately slapped flat, and the thin threads entangled with it were all broken in an instant.

When the thin thread broke, Fang Xianggui turned into a black smoke and disappeared.

After Shu Wanying dealt with Fang Xianggui, she took a step closer to Lu Qian and asked in a low voice: "Ms. sir, there is something I don't understand."

Lu Qian said: "What?"

Shu Wanying said: "According to what Elder Na Zhiren said, Guo Tu should have led a group of ghosts to capture Guanghua Temple at this moment. But why did he leave a large number of monks behind and use Fang Xianggui to control them and let them patrol at night? As for exorcising ghosts, isn’t this unnecessary?”

Lu Qian looked at Shu Wanying, with a hint of a smile on his face, and said, "You really don't understand?"

Lu Qian saw through Shu Wanying's thoughts, and she couldn't help showing a hint of embarrassment on her face. She lowered her head slightly and said, "My slave... I don't quite understand."

Lu Qian said: "Although I don't know why Guo Tu occupied Guanghua Temple, he obviously didn't want to leak the news. By doing so, he released a smoke screen to make others think that there was no accident in Guanghua Temple. Otherwise, …”

Luo Runbao suddenly jumped out and interrupted Lu Qian's words. She smiled and said: "Otherwise the news leaks out and other Buddhist sects find out, they will definitely come to intervene; especially the 'Tianbao Temple' in the 'Two Buddhas', which is Fengxiang City is very close to here. If the old monk from Tianbao Temple comes and kills him, Guo Tuo will naturally not be able to bear it."

After saying that, she smiled "hehe" and teased Shu Wanying half-seriously: "Sister-in-law, you have always been smart, why can't you understand such a simple truth?" Shu Wanying glared at Luo Runbao and said, "You are the only smart one. !”

Lu Qian nodded and said, "That's right. If I were Guo Tuan, I might make the same choice."

Luo Runbao said to Lu Qian: "Mr. Sir, in that case, the big monk and the little monk in Guanghua Temple should still be alive. It seems that it is not too late for us to save them now?"

When Lu Qian heard this, he glanced at Luo Runbao.

Although this Runbao was heartless, he was kind at heart. At this time, he actually thought about saving people first.

A cough suddenly sounded, interrupting their words.

Following Lu Qian's instructions, Bai Tan walked over to the unconscious monk who fell to the ground, squatted down, turned him over, and blew into his face.

After a while, the monk coughed a few times and regained consciousness.

Bai Tan held the monk's back with his left hand and helped him up. He took out the water bag hanging from his waist with his right hand, bit open the stopper with his mouth, and handed the water bag to him to drink.

The monk's lips were chapped, his face was pale and haggard, and he looked very weak.

Although he was very thirsty, he still looked up at Baitan first and said, "Thank you, donor."

With a smile and a kind look on her face, Bai Tan tilted her chin at him and told him not to talk too much and to drink some water first.

When the monk saw this, he stopped being polite and drank heavily from the water bag.

However, after he had just taken a few sips, his expression suddenly changed. He hurriedly spit out the spout of the water bag and started coughing violently.

Along with the coughing sound, he also spit out some water.

The monk's face looked like he had eaten shit. He raised his head, looked at Bai Tan with difficulty, and said: "Donor, you... what kind of water is this, why is it so... so smelly? "

Bai Tan was stunned. He picked up the kettle and took two sips for himself. Then he said calmly: "This water tastes good. It's no problem. You are seriously short of water. If you don't drink water, you will die."

The monk saw Bai Tan taking a few sips of the same water, looking as if nothing had happened, with a look of shock on his face.

Apart from being shocked, I was also a little ashamed.

Seeing Bai Tan hand over the water bag again, he had no choice but to close his eyes, grit his teeth, hold the spout of the pot in his mouth and drink a few more gulps.

Then, Bai Tan looked at him and asked gently: "Are you feeling better now?"

The monk grinned widely, with tears streaming down his face. He looked at Bai Tan with tearful eyes. He didn't know, but he thought he had been violated in some way.

But he still expressed gratitude to Bai Tan: "Thank you, donor, I'm much better."

Bai Tan smiled and said, "That's good."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand to help him up.

Bai Tan looked back at Lu Qian and winked at him.

Lu Qian looked at this little monk, who was only fifteen or sixteen years old. Although his face was bleak when he first met him, after drinking a few sips of the white sandalwood water, his face looked much better now, and he didn't seem to have lost a lot of yang energy.

Bai Tan patted the young monk on the back and pushed him towards Lu Qian.

The young monk naturally understood at this time that Lu Qian seemed to be the leader of these people.

He immediately walked up to Lu Qian, clasped his hands together, bowed respectfully, and said, "Thank you, donor, for the rescue."

Lu Qian nodded and asked, "What's your name? Are you a senior monk from Guanghua Temple?"

The young monk said: "I dare not. The young monk Yuanhui became a monk at Guanghua Temple. May I ask the donor, young monk... why is the young monk here?"

Lu Qian looked at the young monk and asked suspiciously, "What happened to your Guanghua Temple and you don't know anything about it?"

Little monk Yuanhui looked at Lu Qian, his expression was stunned, and before he could speak, a sound of knocking on wooden fish suddenly came.

Tuk tuk tuk tuk...

The sound came from far to near, and soon it was in front of me.

Lu Qian turned around and saw that the group of monks who had just walked past had actually turned back.

Could it be that they discovered that a monk was not following the team?
(End of this chapter)