I was favored by the evil god, and I became a white-bone bodhisattva.

She was a guest at the temple, and it would be difficult to deal with if she made a scene.

"Certainly!"

With a crisp cry, the little girl successfully resolved the crisis.

"Sister Yao, I have fixed that little thing."

"Don't worry, Tangtang will definitely find a way!"

.........

To find a solution, we must first figure out the whole story.

At Mingxin's suggestion, Tangtang and Yao Bingshi followed him to Mingshan's room.

Mingshan no longer had to be tied to the bed because his mental state had improved over the past two days. And, very rarely, when he saw everyone coming to his room, his emotions did not fluctuate much.

"Junior brother, I have something to ask you."

After talking about the constant violent incidents in the temple, Mingxin then explained the specific circumstances of when Yao Bingshi was strangely attacked by the stream.

"Do you know what's going on?"

Facing Mingxin's question, Mingshan said calmly: "I have been staying in my room these days and I don't know anything about what is happening outside."

Mingxin didn't comment. He turned his head and looked at Tangtang.

"May I ask, little wizard, is my junior brother interested now?"

It is a very bizarre possibility, but there are all kinds of strange things in the world of cultivation, so Mingxin asked seriously.

"My chest feels empty!"

After getting the little girl's answer, Mingxin looked at his junior brother again, whose face had turned ashen.

"Mingshan..."

"I don't want it back!"

After retreating again and again, the young monk finally huddled in a corner.

"If it's gone, don't come back. I don't want it anymore. I don't want it anymore!"

It's not something insignificant. It's your heart, a heart that understands his heart. How can you just take it and not take it?

"I'll give him some advice."

Seeing Mingshan holding his head and refusing to communicate, Mingxin could only smile bitterly and ask the two of them to leave.

Mingxin was trying hard to persuade them inside, and the little girl was trying to communicate with the little thing outside the door.

"Hello~"

"I am Sugar"

"Can you speak?"

Although she could communicate with birds, animals, and even dead people, the little girl finally hit a snag this time.

Seeing that Tangtang was quite worried, Yao Bingshi beside her could not help but comfort her: "I heard from the masters that Mingshan always listens to his senior brother. If Master Mingxin gives him some more advice, everything should be fine."

"Well, this isn't something that Master Mingshan can do just because he wants to, right?"

The little girl pointed to the location of Yao Bingshi's heart and said, "It has to be willing to go back."

........

Tangtang’s words turned out to be a prophecy!

When Mingshan was finally persuaded and expressed in great pain his willingness to accept his heart again, the little thing refused to leave Yao Bingshi's body.

"Brother, you can't blame me for this. It's the one that refused to come back!"

Mingshan's voice trembled when he spoke, and one can imagine how surprised he was.

What a good thing!

Just when the three were at a loss, a monk in the temple rang the bronze bell, which meant that Abbot Huizhen, who had been away, had finally returned.

"master!"

Mingxin felt relieved and quickly led the crowd to welcome the host back.

"Why do you look like that? Did something happen in the temple?"

Mingxin nodded quickly and told Huizhen everything that had happened in the past few days.

While the master and disciple were talking, Tangtang was also carefully looking at the wizard in front of him.

He has a rare honest face, and looks like the friendly grandfather next door.

However, as the abbot of the [first-class] temple in Sang Country, Huizhen's outfit is extremely eye-catching.

Dharma hat, staff, red robes; rosary, alms bowl, arhat shoes!

The six items are not ordinary, but the most amazing one is the cassock.

In Tangtang's eyes, the cassock on Huizhen's body exuded a faint precious light, which made her feel clear and peaceful.

'...'

"Sister Wanzi, this robe belongs to someone else, you can't take it."

Although she promised herself that she would not take other people's things again, Tangtang was still a little worried and couldn't help but remind herself again in her heart.

..........

After listening to his disciple's words, Huizhen first put his hands together and bowed slightly to Tangtang. The little girl followed suit and exchanged greetings with the old monk.

Then, his gaze turned to the sad-looking Yao Bingshi.

Although the little thing was immobilized and the girl didn't have to suffer from telepathy, she felt uncomfortable all over when she thought about someone else's heart entering her body!

"Well, if it doesn't work, I'll try the magic of sealing the devil. It always causes trouble for people, so it can be considered a little devil, right?"

While he was thinking, Yao Bingshi heard Huizhen's voice.

"Donor lady, open your mouth."

Open your mouth? Just open it.

"what--"

Huizhen came behind Yao Bingshi and patted her on the back with her hand.

In an instant, Yao Bingshi felt his bones, flesh and fascia all tremble.

vomit!

She vomited unconsciously and a small red thing came out.

"Out!"

Mingxin was quick-witted and quick-handed. He reached out and caught his fellow apprentice's heart.

"Great, Master. I'll let Mingshan swallow it back right away."

Hearing this, Huizhen shook her head slightly.

"If you swallow it, it can crawl out again. If you don't reach a consensus with it, this matter will not be easily resolved."

"Yeah, Tangtang thinks so too!" The little girl next to her nodded repeatedly.

Since his master and the young wizard had both said so, Mingxin could only find a birdcage to temporarily lock the heart in his hand to prevent it from running around.

We wanted to wait a few days while we all think of a solution, but the little thing had just been put into the cage in the morning and became sick at noon, and Mingshan was suddenly bedridden as well.

Chapter 119: One Day of Hard Training

"Master, perhaps this heart can only survive by entering another person's body."

Ming Xin said worriedly, "After all, it is Junior Brother's heart. If it dies, Junior Brother's life will also be in danger."

The situation is very urgent now, and this is no longer the time to take our time to think of a solution.

Abbess Huizhen came to Mingshan's room carrying a birdcage, took out the heart inside and stuffed it into his mouth.

Mingshan was already unconscious and could not show any resistance.

But its heart was very resistant. Even though it was obviously dying, it stubbornly crawled out of Mingshan's mouth again and again, no matter how many times Huizhen tried to stuff it in.

"What's the matter with you?"

Huizhen persuaded again and again, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead.

"Come on, get inside me!"

Mingxin suddenly reached out his hand towards the little thing, and the latter jumped into his palm without any hesitation.

Mingxin opened his mouth and swallowed the little thing in one gulp.

The first thing he felt was a strong fishy smell, and then Mingxin heard the voices of Huizhen, Tangtang and Yao Bingshi.

"..."

Mingxin was greatly encouraged because they were all words of concern.

He began to try to control the supernatural powers in his body. He thought that his cultivation was far superior to that of Junior Brother Mingshan and he should be able to control his telepathy freely. However, it turned out that he couldn't!

"Master, perhaps it is because this magical power was not cultivated by me, so I cannot receive his telepathy."

As he spoke, Mingxin carefully observed the situation of his junior fellow apprentice.

His face gradually regained some color, and his frown smoothed out. Although he was still unconscious, his condition seemed to have improved greatly.

Mingxin heaved a sigh of relief, and then Huizhen asked, "How do you feel?"

“So far so good”

...........................

The "current" state, which is still acceptable at the moment, only lasts until the evening meal.

[I heard that Senior Brother Mingxin swallowed Mingshan's heart? ]

[It's great, I got a magical power for nothing. ]

[When Mingshan’s magical power is gone, we should thank Mingxin instead]

[Could it be that Senior Brother Mingxin had planned this in advance? ]

Mingxin's chest heaved violently, and he clenched his fists tightly to avoid having a seizure on the spot.

What does it mean to be premeditated?

What did I plan?

How could you guys have such dark and despicable thoughts?

I have heard my junior fellow apprentice complain to me about these things before, and at that time he said that it was not a sin if you just think about it in your heart.

It’s really easy to talk without any pain in the waist!

Without even eating, Mingxin turned around and returned to his room.

Compared to Mingshan, Mingxin has stronger self-control. He can even barely suppress his temper and not break the precept of anger.

But because of this, Mingxin quickly passed the first stage of irritability and entered the second stage of loneliness.

"Master, where is Master Mingxin?"

The little girl counted on her fingers: "Tangtang hasn't seen him in the temple for three days."

"He hasn't been out of the house and doesn't want to see anyone."

Huizhen sighed: "This won't work. I have thought of a way, but it's a pity that I can't communicate with that little thing."

"What method?" Tangtang asked curiously.

It turns out Huizhen’s method is: all the monks in the temple take turns letting that little thing enter their bodies, changing one a day.

"There are many monks in the temple. If the suffering of telepathy is shared by everyone, each monk will only have a turn once every three months."

Hui Zhenzhen said calmly: "Just think of it as 'one day of hard practice'. Doing three to four days of hard practice every year will not exceed everyone's limit, and will also be of great benefit to one's own practice."

This method sounds good! It just requires the little thing to cooperate.