The meal was eaten in silence, no one spoke, everyone was thinking wildly.
I put my chopsticks on the table and silently thought about Zang Tianji's words.
Now that I have reached an agreement with Zang Tianji, the bride should not hunt me down.
I know Zang Tianji's strength well, so I shouldn't have too many problems dealing with a ghost bride.
The person worth noting now is probably Mr.
Yin.
Master Yin has killed five people so far.
If this continues, the whole village may be slaughtered by him.
Although I am very dissatisfied with the villagers, after all, they have watched me grow up.
Besides, it is inevitable that there will be some conflicts between neighbors.
Blood is thicker than water and cannot be changed.
Now the village is in crisis and grandma is also injured.
I must find a way to save the village.
But with my current strength, even an ordinary ghost can't fight against it.
The amulet on me is gone, and the crafting materials are gone.
The only thing worthy of my attention is probably the scabbard in my hand.
Although the origin of this scabbard is unknown, both grandma and Zang Tianji said it had a great origin.
Then the scabbard is definitely powerful.
It's just that I can't show it at all now.
If I can exert myself, then I can save the village and the crisis.
Thinking of this, my heart is full of thoughts.
"How about we call the police?"
At this time, Guo Cairou broke the embarrassment and looked at us and said.
"You think the police would believe it," I said helplessly.
I couldn't help but sigh, Guo Cairou was so naive.
"If we don't go to the police, we can go to other Taoist priests.
They should be able to help us."
Guo Cairou said.
Her words made me stunned for a moment, and then I immediately said in surprise: "Indeed, we can try it."
"By the way, I know a master in this town.
Let's ask him to help us."
Fatty said excitedly.
"Is the master you know reliable?"
I rolled my eyes at him and said.
"Of course it's reliable.
After all, he is an eminent monk."
Fatty said.
"Okay, let's try it after dinner."
I said with a wry smile.
After we finished our meal, the fat man took us to find his so-called savior.
Along the way, the fat man told me about this monk in detail.
His dharma name is Wangchen.
He is a monk with extremely high Dharma.
Many people usually come to him.
He is a very famous person locally.
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"Since he is so powerful, the price must be high.
I have no money now."
I patted the fat man on the shoulder and said.
"Tch, what you said is vulgar.
Master Wangchen is a real eminent monk.
Countless people have given him money, but he doesn't want a penny."
The fat man said.
"So that's it.
It seems that he is really an eminent monk."
I admired him in my heart.
I secretly felt a little guilty in my heart.
In fact, most of the monks I have met are deceivers.
He asked for money when he opened his mouth or shut up, which gave me a bad impression.
"It's not your fault.
You know the monks now.
It's good if one out of ten is a real monk.
In some places, monks don't hesitate to drink and eat meat."
The fat man said with joy: "But this monk is different.
He Absolutely the most awesome person I have ever met.”
While we were talking, we came to a temple.
Surprisingly, this temple opened amid riots.
"It's really good to be hidden away in the city."
I nodded and followed the fat man in.
When we found Master Wangchen, he was chanting sutras.
He is about fifty years old, wearing monk's robes, and has a kind face and kind eyes.
At first glance, he looks like a Taoist master.
When the fat man walked in, Wangchen opened his eyes.
"It turns out to be you, fat boy."
"Hey, I'm here to find you."
The fat man sat aside carelessly, looked at him and said, "I have something urgent to ask you."
"It's about Master Yin," Wangchen said with a smile.
We were immediately shocked, and both eyes looked at Wangchen.
"How do you know?"
the fat man said curiously.
"I have been paying attention to what happened in your village for a long time.
Now judging from the ghost energy in your body, I have got the answer."
Wangchen looked at us and said.
"So master, are you willing to help us?"
I asked cautiously.
"Amitabha, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.
I am bound to do this."
Wangchen sighed, but said with a straight face.
"That's great."
I looked at him excitedly, filled with gratitude.
"Then when can we leave?"
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Guo Cairou asked.
"Let's leave now."
Wangchen stood up and said.
"Okay, Master is indeed a happy person."
I said in surprise.
So soon, we walked out of the temple with Wangchen and headed back home.
Along the way, Wangchen held the Zen staff in his hand, his eyes calm and composed.
No one of us spoke, we just moved forward in silence.
It's strange to say that when we came here, we spent a long time on it, but when we went back, we felt that the road was getting easier and easier.
Just as we were walking on the road, my eyes couldn't help but look into the distance.
Because in the distance, strange music sounded, and among them there was a group of people dressed in white.
"This is mourning.
Is there a funeral procession ahead?"
the fat man said, looking into the distance.
"I'm afraid it's not that simple.
I have a feeling something is not right."
I shook my head slightly and said.
At this moment, the team came to us playing music and playing.
In the midst of a faint sadness, a team appeared in front of me.
When I saw this team, I was shocked.
This is a funeral procession, with paper cars, paper horses, and sedans in the procession.
These are all burial objects.
Like the wreath, it’s not surprising.
What caught my attention was the front of the team.
Carrying a huge red coffin.
Judging from the appearance, it actually made me feel a little familiar.
What was really surprising were the people in the funeral procession.
At first I thought these people in white clothes were human beings.
However, when I walked in and took a look, I was almost scared out of my mind.
These were not people at all, but people made of straw and paper.
They were carrying sedans and carriages, walking towards us step by step.
Seeing this scene, Guo Cairou screamed in fear and hid behind me.
The fat man even collapsed on the ground.
Ye Xi, the female Taoist priest, also had an earthy complexion.
Only Wangchen had a calm look on his face.
He held a Zen staff, pointed at the distance and said coldly: "A group of immortal people dare to block my way."
"Hey, our Mr.
Yin is getting married.
Don't block the way."
The leading paper man said.
"The wedding, what's going on?"
I said, looking at the coffin.
Vaguely, I seemed to understand something.
"Hey, of course I'm marrying the bride."
The paper man said.
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"Is this the bride to be married to?"
I was stunned for a moment, then raised my head and looked at the coffin in the distance.
At this time, a hoarse and gloomy voice sounded from the red coffin: "We meet again, Zhang Huai."
"It's you, Ghost Bride."
I said in disbelief as I looked at the coffin in front of me.
"Of course it's me, who else could it be if it weren't for me?"
the bride said.
"You came to me for revenge," I said, looking at the big red coffin.
"Unfortunately, it's not the case," the bride's voice sounded.
"No, don't you."
I stared at the red coffin with my mouth open, feeling a little surprised in my heart.
"You guessed it right.
Your damn master helped me regain my consciousness.
But don't think that I won't cause trouble for him."
The bride said bitterly.
"In that case, tell me who killed you" I shouted looking at the coffin.
Now that the bride has regained her consciousness, I'm afraid she won't hunt me down.
Then the question comes again, who is the murderer and why he framed me?
All this makes me very confused.
When I asked this question, I could clearly feel the coffin shaking.
But after a while, the bride said: "I don't know either.
I just know that after you were knocked unconscious by me, I was about to run away when another person came into the house."
"Who is this other person coming in?
Could it be someone from our village?
Why did you marry Mr.
Yin?"
I asked, looking at the coffin.
"You don't need to know this.
Because I chased you for no reason, I will let you go this time.
You can leave," the bride said.
"Okay."
I sighed, then pulled Guo Cairou and the others to leave.
However, at this time, Wangchen shouted loudly, and then shouted: "You are such a monster.
Don't even think about leaving here."
After saying that, he suddenly raised the Zen staff in his hand, and at the same time muttered to himself.
While he was thinking, ancient words continued to appear around him, and in the funeral procession, there were coffins.
Also ready to move.
However, at this moment, a black shadow appeared with lightning speed.
Wangchen spit out a mouthful of blood, and then stared at his chest in shock.
At some point, a huge hole appeared on his chest.
Blood mixed with internal organs surged out crazily.
Then, in front of our shocked eyes, Wangchen's body collapsed to the ground.
"How is it possible that Master Wangchen is dead?"
The fat man looked at the corpse in front of him and said in disbelief.
"Looks like he's dead.
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What's going on?
What just appeared."
I looked around, then my expression changed, I pulled Guo Cairou and the others, turned around and left.
"Get out of here quickly."
I yelled frantically.
"But, the master's body."
The fat man looked at the body on the ground and said in a painful voice: "It's all my fault.
I was the one who killed him."
"Now is not the time to talk about this."
I said in a panicked voice, and then I pulled him and ran away like crazy.
At this time, if we don't run, we are waiting to die.
Because there is no other ghost that can kill Master Wangchen at this moment except Master Yin: