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Chapter 247 The house is too noisy, the ghost can't stand it

Fu Yi's fishing law enforcement went bankrupt just after cleaning up a meditation temple.

Because just before he finished copying the Chan Ding Temple, the monks of the Fahua Sect who had defected to other monasteries were very politely invited out of the monastery, even some monasteries that had collected protection fees were no exception.

But the sad thing is that even if these Buddhist monks are kicked out, as long as they don't want to be confiscated, they dare not go back to their original temples, so some of them started wandering in the streets, hiding in Tibet, while others Some people hid in some very hidden places, such as haunted abandoned houses, which added a lot of trouble to Fu Yi.

Monk Zhang Cheng is one of these monks hiding in the abandoned house...

Unlike those opportunists who became monks just for one bite of food, Monk Zhang Cheng really admired Buddhism, so he became a monk, and because of the high status of Buddhism at the end of the Sui Dynasty, even his family members thought he was a monk It was a kind of blessing, and I pooled in money to buy him a certificate, making him a real monk instead of a private monk without a license.

When the catastrophe of the Fahua Sect came, the monk Zhang Cheng did not sit still for his valuable gift, but took the initiative to flee into Xingshan Temple with more than a dozen monks in the temple, trying to avoid Fu Yi. Sha Tai.

But after hiding for less than a day, they were politely sent out by Xingshan Temple.

sorry!
Our temple no longer accepts pending orders...

In the end, not daring to go back to the monastery, the monk Zhang Cheng and five or six brothers hid together in a haunted house in Daozhengfang with nowhere to go.

This haunted house is small in size and has two front and back entrances. It is said that weird things often happen and it is very scary.

Monk Zhang Cheng and his brothers also felt a little scared when they came in, so they decided to gather together in the hall of the house and take turns to rest and sleep, but no matter what time, there was always a monk chanting by the side.

The so-called Buddha Dharma is boundless, when chanting scriptures, those weirdnesses should not come to them... right!

In this way, they hid in the house for two or three days without seeing anything strange, and no one came to look for them in the ghost house. This made Monk Zhang Cheng and the others very excited, feeling that they were hiding with the help of Buddhism After this catastrophe.

In the early morning three days later, Monk Zhang Cheng felt a little sleepy after reciting a scripture.So I decided to go out for a walk by myself, take a breath of fresh air, and clear my unconscious mind by the way.

As a result, as soon as he walked to the door, he saw an old man with a hunched back and a maroon dress sitting beside the roof on the side of the house.He seemed to have not slept for a long time, and his eyes were red.He stared at the rising sun without blinking, and two lines of turbid tears flowed silently from his eye sockets.

Monk Zhang Cheng was stunned!
A few of them checked carefully when they lived in this haunted house, and they can be sure that there should be no one in this house.

Now comes the problem...

Where did this old man come from?
At this moment, the old man looked towards the direction of the sun, opened his mouth, and asked vaguely.

"How did you come……"

He thought that the monk Zhang Cheng who was talking to him was about to speak, but he heard a somewhat shrill voice coming from the west.

"Great eight feet, good luck!"

Monk Zhang Cheng looked sideways, and saw an old woman standing under the eaves of the house on the west side. She was wearing a dark yellow dress and a white girdle.Carrying two cages on her shoulders, one behind the other, there is a large pile of pale white things, I don't know what it is, a few are also pale, a little curved, strangely shaped hairpins that look like ribs on her head.

Monk Zhang Cheng blinked, with a look of surprise and uncertainty.

He remembered clearly that just a few seconds ago, there was no one under the houses on the west side.

hell!This is absolutely hell!
Monk Zhang Cheng raised his hand to press his mouth, trying not to make any sound, and then moved towards the inside of the hall carefully, little by little, for fear that if he was not careful, he would alarm the people. two ghosts.

Just as he was retreating cautiously, the hunchbacked old man lowered his head, looked at the old woman who appeared to the west with a pair of red eyes, and asked in an indistinct voice.

"Si Niangzi, what do you want to do?"

"I came here to say goodbye to Gao Hachijo..."

The weird-looking old woman who was carrying two cages of unknown contents lowered her head and complained to the old man sitting on the roof while walking tremblingly.

"Now there are a few noisy monks in the house, buzzing day and night, buzzing, like a swarm of flies flying around your ears. I really can't stand it, so I decided to move , but before leaving, I thought I should come and talk to Gao Bazhang anyway."

Monk Zhang Cheng seemed to have been struck by lightning, and his body that was moving back quietly stopped suddenly.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Just as the old woman finished speaking, a Taoist priest dressed in white and carrying a kitten on his shoulders descended from the sky and landed in the center of the front yard following a burst of loud laughter.

"It's been a long time. I didn't expect that Pindao could still see ghosts. He couldn't stand the noise, so he had to move."

After seeing the Taoist priest in white clothes, the two weird old men and women in the courtyard came over one by one and saluted respectfully.

"I've seen real Qingwei!"

The Taoist priest in white casually waved the whisk in his hand, and raised his hand to the old man and lady.

"waived!"

"Master Qingwei..."

When he heard the two strangely calling the white-clothed Taoist priest's name, Monk Zhang Cheng immediately remembered that the accomplice of the Taishi Bureau who was helping Fu Yisha eliminate them recently seemed to be called by this name.

Monk Zhang Cheng suddenly felt a burst of grief and indignation!

You damn Taoist priests have already forced us kind monks into ghost houses, and you are still reluctant to let them go. Tell me, what do you want my monk to be satisfied with?
The next moment, Monk Zhang Cheng carefully shrank his body towards the back of the door, as if he would not be found if he hid.

But to Monk Zhang Cheng's surprise, the Taoist priest in white didn't seem to care about him hiding behind the hall door, but took out a sachet and shook it at the two old men and women.

"Yesterday, the lady of Liu Tie's family, the man of Tobu Duzhi, was captured by someone. This is the only evidence left by the murderer. Have you two seen this thing before?"

The red-eyed old man and the old lady stepped forward at the same time, approached the sachet, looked at it, and sniffed it.

"The old man has never seen it!"

The old man thought for a while, and then shook his head regretfully, but the old lady had a look of surprise on her face, and stretched out a hand that looked like a chicken paw towards the Taoist priest in white.

"I seem to have some impression, but it's very vague, so I dare to ask the real person to give me the sachet, so I can touch it, take a look, and see if I can remember anything?"

The Taoist priest in white glanced at the old woman, and casually threw the sachet to her.

"Take it!"

The old woman took the sachet and carefully looked up, down, left, and right, and then leaned up to her nose and sniffed it vigorously for a long time. With that serious attitude, she almost went up and licked it.

After a while, the old woman raised her hands and returned the sachet.

"Really, this sachet should belong to Gao Sanlang, the son of the king of Huashan Mansion..."

Then, monk Zhang Cheng heard the Taoist priest in white asking in a strange tone.

"Bone woman, how can you recognize that this belongs to the Huashan Mansion Lord's family, and you can also point to the Huashan Mansion Lord's Saburo?"

"Don't lie to the real person..."

The old woman turned her face sideways, covered her mouth with hands like chicken feet, and let out two laughs like night owls.

"When I was young, I also had sex with Saburo for several months, so I know that Saburo likes this kind of agarwood the most. Look, is there a white dragon embroidered on this sachet, under the dragon's neck? There is another three words."

Hearing the old woman's words, Monk Zhang Cheng almost shouted out in surprise.

It never occurred to him that the chicken-skinned and white-haired old woman in front of him, who could scare people to death when she came out at night, had a past with a god when she was young.

Incredible!

But the Taoist priest in white didn't seem to doubt the other party's words at all. He picked up the sachet and looked up and down twice, then looked up and down the old woman, and nodded.

"Well, the clues you provided are very important..."

Following the words, the Taoist priest in white popped out a black object with his fingers and landed on the bone woman.

"This is the reward of the poor."

After looking at the things in her hands, the old woman knelt on the ground excitedly and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Thank you so much, thank you so much!"

"No need! Pindao never sends hungry soldiers, you deserve it..."

Saying that, the Taoist priest in white waved his hand, then turned his head and glanced in the direction of the hall where Monk Zhang Cheng and the others were, showing a strange smile, then jumped up, turned into a sword light and disappeared.

The next moment, Monk Zhang Cheng saw that the old woman could not wait to send her hands towards his mouth, as if she had eaten something, and immediately after, balls of black mist gushed out from her body. Hid her whole body.

"Congratulations, Fourth Lady..."

The red-eyed old man on one side raised his hand, arched against the black mist, and said enviously.

"It saves decades of work in one fell swoop!"

"Thank you Gao Bazhang..."

From the black mist came the shrill voice of the old woman.

"I didn't expect Daoist Qingwei to be so generous. It seems that those rumors about the Taishi Bureau were really deceived by Yuan Changshi under the instigation of those monks."

Monk Zhang Cheng heard it very clearly. The voice of the old woman in the black mist was very sharp at first, and then gradually became softer. It's like a three-forty-year-old woman.

The black mist rolled inward, revealing the current figure of Gu Po.

I saw that her body was straight, and her face was no longer that chicken-skinned and white-haired look. She became a middle-aged beautiful woman in her 40s. The same bone hairpin has become much more delicate.

Monk Zhang Cheng blinked, feeling a little dazed.

"Speaking of which, Monk..."

The red-eyed old man suddenly turned his head and looked at Monk Zhang Cheng and the others who were staying in the hall.

"There seem to be some monks here, Si Niangzi, you said that if we catch them, can we exchange some pills with Master Qingwei and the others?"

The bone woman who had turned into a beautiful woman covered her mouth and smiled.

"I don't know, but there's no harm in trying..."

After hearing the words of the Gao Bazhang heel bone woman, the monk Zhang Cheng suddenly turned around and rushed to the middle of the hall, pushing the sleeping brothers hard, and shouting loudly at the same time.

"Wake up! Wake up... There are ghosts! There are ghosts here..."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

As if to make a note for them, two ghosts, a man and a woman, laughed mockingly from outside the hall.

A few minutes later, Monk Zhang Cheng and the others scrambled out of the haunted house with their heads in their hands.It wasn't until they ran onto the main road in one breath that the monks stopped and looked at each other with lingering fear.

At this moment, a loud roar suddenly sounded in their ears.

"Haha! Another few monks from the Fahua Sect, I will arrest them..."

　This ghost was so noisy that he wanted to move. It was from "Grandmaid" and was witnessed by Li Zhangwu, a Jinshi during Tang Dezong's reign. However, the ghosts were not quarreled by monks, but by a group of soldiers. no.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)