When Yue Lan told everyone the cause and effect of the incident, everyone could no longer laugh.
My brother and my grandfather even came over, and my brother gently spread my right hand.
I was afraid that their eyes would be flashed by the golden light, so I didn’t dare to face them, but turned to one side.
But they turned their heads to look, but there was no golden light in their palms.
I was also puzzled.
I said, "What's going on?
Why didn't you get caught?"
Grandpa touched his beard, looked at me, then looked at Yuelan, and said, "Maybe it's because of Yuelan.
Buddhist characters are a major belief in Buddhism.
They are probably in the same category as the six-character mantra of Buddhism and the nine-character mantra of Taoism."
The levels are all very powerful beings, but they are all representatives of Zhiyang, so they must have a restraining effect on Zhiyin. " "I understand."
Yuelan and I looked at each other, and then nodded heavily.
Yuelan is a pure yin body, but the others are obviously not, that is, they are normal people, so the words do not glow golden.
"Grandpa, what should we do now?
It's obvious that the old monk is plotting against Xiaofan."
My brother also felt it was a bit difficult to handle.
"Scheming is out of the question."
Grandpa stroked his beard, and then said: "At least this word is used on Xiaofan.
It doesn't seem to be harmful to Xiaofan, but it is helpful."
"Then why did he do this?"
my brother asked again.
"That's not clear."
Grandpa also shook his head.
"Oops."
My sister-in-law said suddenly, startling everyone.
"Sister-in-law, why are you so startled?
You're so scared."
I looked at my sister-in-law dumbfounded.
"Have you not read The Legend of White Snake?
Didn't old Fahai drag Xu Xian to become a monk, thereby breaking up Xu Xian and White Snake?
Did the old monk give you such a word, and then wanted to break up you and Yuelan."
The sister-in-law said vividly. said.
My face turned green, I took a breath of air and shouted: "He dares to separate me and my wife, I will tear down his temple."
Yue Lan has never read The Legend of White Snake, but she understands what it means.
She frowns slightly and looks very unhappy.
Then with a creak, the door of the dormitory next to Liao Xuefei opened again, and Xiaoyue walked out of the room.
When she saw us, she smiled at us and said, "Everyone is here."
Let me go.
Isn’t this hitting the muzzle?
I saw that Yuelan's face was pale and pale.
She was originally in a bad mood due to this incident.
It was terrible that Xiaoyue appeared at this time, but I didn't dare to say hello or speak.
"Xiaoyue, why are you here?"
Seeing that the situation was not good, my sister-in-law hurriedly walked over and asked.
"She is now the head's direct disciple, so of course she will be here."
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Liao Xuefei added.
I felt that I couldn't stay here for long, so I stretched out my left hand, took Yuelan's hand and said, "Daughter-in-law, let's go, let's go find the old monk and ask for details."
Yuelan was already angry, but now she said: "Okay."
She was also angry, so naturally she wanted to find out.
"Fat man, let's go, drive us there."
I said to the fat man.
"good."
"Let's go too."
Grandpa and my brother and sister-in-law also said.
Then the same people from last night took the business car again and headed to Lingquan Temple again.
Everyone who arrived at Lingquan Temple walked toward the pagoda angrily.
As soon as we arrived at the door of the tower, the fat monk rushed towards us angrily and shouted at us: "You murderers, you killed my junior brother, I want to call the police."
While talking, the fat monk took out his phone and was about to dial a number.
I quickly said, "What do you mean?
Isn't that little monk already rescued by your master?
Yesterday, my blood was dripped for half an hour to save him." ” The fat monk looked up at me and said with trembling lips: "Last night, my junior brother didn't survive and died."
"Impossible, are you kidding me?"
I lost control of my emotions and shouted, "Your master used my blood to treat him and said he was out of danger."
"Master said that the tendons and veins were unblocked, but he didn't notice that the internal organs were completely broken.
Last night, Junior Brother had a high fever that didn't go away, and finally he died without holding on."
After the fat monk finished speaking, tears came out one by one.
When we saw it, we were all confused.
This fat monk didn't look like he was acting, but if he was, we felt that the world owed him an Oscar.
At this time, the fat man's face turned pale and pale, and he could not help but shiver.
I can understand what he is thinking.
If yesterday's matter ended with the little monk saving the day, he would be fine.
But now that the little monk is dead, the matter will be complicated.
If the old monk calls the police, the fat man will probably be a murderer.
Much luck and little luck.
We all looked at each other.
We originally wanted to ask for an explanation.
But if the young monk was really dead, how could we ask for an explanation?
And it's a big deal, but the key now is whether the little monk is dead or not, whether he is really dead or fake.
This is very doubtful.
But I couldn't show it so clearly, so I asked Monk Xiang, "Where is your junior brother's body?
I want to see him."
"Upstairs, in the same room as yesterday, the master is also there.
He has been staying by the little brother's side from last night to now, reciting the Purana for him, not even a drop of water comes in, and he refuses to listen to any advice.
It's all you.
These people did it."
The fat man pointed at us angrily.
When he said this, I closed my eyes and sensed it slightly.
Sure enough, in the room on the second floor, the old monk was sitting cross-legged on the bed, reciting scriptures to the little monk Lingmu who was lying upright.
Although the image is blurry, you can see the outline clearly.
I opened my eyes, swallowed hard, and said, "Help me go upstairs and ask your master.
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We want to go up to see the young monk and see him off for the last time.
Don't you Buddhists pay attention to cause and effect?
This matter is also caused by cause."
We rise, hoping to achieve good results.”
"My junior brother is dead, can this be a good outcome?"
the fat monk cried.
"Lingjin, let them go upstairs."
The old monk's voice came from upstairs.
We all raised our heads in unison, and then looked at each other.
The fat monk did not stop us anymore, so we walked up and entered the room.
Under my induction, the little monk Lingmu was full of death energy and had no life at all.
He was obviously really dead.
All of us stood beside the young monk's bed, clasped our hands, and bowed to him.
After all, we were all in the car at the time.
It could be said that the car hit him with a whole bunch of people.
"Master, I apologize to the old monk."
Grandpa took the lead and apologized to the old monk.
"Amitabha."
The old monk just closed his eyes and shouted the Buddha's name, but stopped talking and did not look at us.
With a plop, the fat man knelt down in front of the little monk, kowtowed repeatedly and cried: "Little master, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I'm really sorry."
"Get up."
The old monk raised his hand to him, and we quickly helped the fat man up.
The old monk said: "I said yesterday that everything is destined, and the spiritual tree is destined to have this disaster.
I thought he had escaped, but he miscalculated
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