Plane Pet Dealer

Chapter 861
A group of ten or so tourists, all wearing yellow hats, lined up and followed a bald monk in cassock. They looked decent, like a tourist group.

This monk is the competitor of the old Taoist priest mentioned just now, right?
Seeing Li Longze and the others walking alone on the ghost town street, the leading monk led the team over, clasped his hands together, shook his head slightly, and advised: "Benefactor, this ghost town is full of ghosts and monsters, dangerously appearing everywhere, like It's really dangerous for you to hang around in this street like this!"

It's just this sentence, Li Longze can see it somewhat. In terms of real ability, this monk should really be incomparable with the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priests could tell at a glance that they were not ordinary "people", but the monks only saw their appearance and thought they were human beings, but could not see anything else.

"Aren't you also wandering in the streets of the ghost town? Why are we in danger and you are not?" Li Longze didn't remind him, he just asked the monk.

"Look, benefactor, the poor monk is a monk who is good at reciting sutras and mantras. If there are evil spirits coming, they will naturally be saved!" The monk replied slightly raising his hand and opening his cassock.

"Isn't it daytime? I didn't see any ghosts either!" Li Longze said, pretending to be a courageous ordinary person who came to the ghost town without fear of death, pointing to the sky.

A strange light flashed in the monk's eyes, he suddenly pulled Li Longze aside, then he stood uprightly, chanted a mantra, and threw out a string of beads in his hand.

"Benefactor! It's dangerous! It's really dangerous!" Then, he sighed loudly.

Pointing to a group of black shadows on the ground, the group of black shadows was originally the shadow cast behind Li Longze, but after being pulled away by the monk, the shadow remained in place, as if something was struggling in it, causing the shadows to keep changing Twisting, it seems to have become a three-dimensional, living thing.

When the string of rosary beads hit the black shadow, it immediately shattered and spread out, fixing several corners of the black shadow so that it could not move.

"Benefactor! Look! This is a ghost town, so why don't you believe in ghosts? Who said there are no ghosts when the sky is bright and sunny?" The monk continued, pointing at the struggling little ghost.

"There is indeed a ghost." Li Longze couldn't help laughing.

Sure enough, it was not in vain to go out for a walk. No wonder the old Taoist was so angry when talking about the monk. He thought it was just because of the business dispute between the two, but now it seems that it is not entirely the case.

Maybe it's because the monk's means are not as good as the old Taoist priest's. Knowing that honestly providing paid help to "tourists" must be inferior to the old Taoist priest, he played some tricks.

Maybe others can't see it, but it's a pity that the target of his fooling this time is Li Longze!
Li Longze's understanding of ghosts may not be as good as that of the old Taoist priest or this monk, but with his strength and cultivation base, his fluctuation and control of power is far superior to the two of them.

He is enough to perceive the truth around him!
The one struggling on the ground was indeed a ghost, but it was a ghost released by the monk himself at the moment when the monk pulled him away.

A not very strong little ghost, the monk used the pull just now to divert people's attention. If ordinary people are brave enough to travel to ghost towns, they will be so frightened by the fact that they find ghosts on their bodies. That's also going to be crazy.

If the monk sells like that again, can he not need his protection?

Just look at the group of tourists behind the monk at this time. They were all startled and backed away, with a slightly terrified look on their faces. There is admiration.

"Little brother, thanks to your good luck today, you met Master Chongshan, otherwise it must be a disaster!" Someone said to Li Longze.

"Then master, what should I do?" Li Longze asked following their wishes.

I just sigh in my heart, ghosts have friendship, and ghosts are in people's hearts!
"Don't be afraid, little friend, the poor monk will help you get rid of this ghost! However, if you continue to wander around in this ghost town, you may inevitably attract other ghosts. I think you are too light-hearted, little brother, and you are easy to provoke these ghosts." Ghosts!"

The monk took the ghost back without asking for any reward, pretending to get rid of it, but continued to threaten Li Longze.

"Then what should I do? If I had known this, I wouldn't have come to the ghost town!" Li Longze immediately said like a playwright, pretending to be worried and regretful.

"To tell you the truth, little brother, the poor monk once aspired to imitate Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. If this ghost town is not empty, he will never return to the temple. Now he has a residence here, which can protect you lost people." The monk continued.

Afterwards, he sighed again and said, "But I don't want to, because of my curiosity, there are quite a few people who ventured to the ghost city. The poor monk is empty and alone, but now he doesn't have so many supplies to help you!"

The monk didn't ask for money like the old Taoist priest, but when he said this, the meaning couldn't be more clear. He just wanted money, but he didn't clearly mark the price.

Li Longze pretended not to understand, just nodded in a ignorant manner, and asked pleasantly: "Then can the master protect me? Or send me out of the ghost town!"

"The poor monk naturally wants to help the benefactor, but..." Seeing Li Longze's dazed look, the monk continued to hint.

There was also a tourist next to him who couldn't stand it anymore, and reminded: "Little brother, this Buddha saves the world, you should always be a little sincere, and repay the Buddha, right? The Buddha saved your life, you should donate some incense money!"

"Oh! You should have said it earlier!" Li Longze suddenly realized, then took out 100 yuan, turned his head and asked, "Where's the merit box?"

The monk's face was a bit ugly, it's fine if this kid is not a Taoist, but he is still so stupefied after being reminded, he only takes 100 yuan!
"Is your life worth 100 yuan?" Perhaps Li Longze's "performance" had a comic effect, and some tourists couldn't help laughing and teasing him.

"Ah? What do you mean? Could it be that this is buying your life with money?" Li Longze asked with a blank expression.

The tourists all looked at each other, stopped smiling, and didn't answer, because after thinking about it carefully, Li Longze's seemingly idiotic words seemed to be the truth instead.

Aren't they just buying their lives with money?

"How can you say that? The Buddha helped the world to save people, and the poor monk didn't help you because he was greedy for worldly money. It is human nature to be rewarded with kindness. Donating incense is also helping you to do good deeds to the Buddha." The monk quickly explained.

"When you are alive, you must always have a grateful heart, and you will be rewarded with good luck! Little brother, the poor monk does not advise you to donate incense. If you want to survive, come with us. Buddha is destined, today you and I It is fate to meet each other.”

Maybe it was because someone was about to question it, and the monk stopped worrying about money and said something profound.

It shows that he saves people only out of compassion, and whether to donate incense money depends on whether you have a heart of gratitude.

These words are not sharp, but they are threatening. If you donate money, you are doing good deeds to the Buddha. You know how to be grateful and have human nature.
(End of this chapter)