A blood moon descends, spiritual energy revives, and anomalous spirits run rampant.
Qiao Yuan picked up a novel.
"Scanned [Breaking Precepts Bladework].""Named 'Breaking...
"Amitabha! Heaven knows, earth knows, gods know, ghosts know, what is ignorance? Good rewards, bad rewards, quick rewards, slow rewards, there must be rewards in the end!" The old monk seemed not to hear it, and continued to recite scriptures and chant mantras with a kind face and a compassionate look.
"Old bald donkey, you're almost a hundred years old. You've been chasing me for so long, aren't you afraid of sudden death?!"
"All appearances are false. If you see that all appearances are not appearances, you will see the Tathagata."
"……"apricot
The old monk's words seemed to have some kind of magic.
Circles of Buddhist scriptures were chanted, and with each sentence, different colors would flash in the sky. Those halos circled in the air and gradually gathered together, like a huge invisible vortex that was about to suck people in.
The graceful figure in front was surrounded by golden light and suddenly let out wails.
Finally, he fell to his knees, unable to bear the burden, with tears of blood in his eyes and a streak of scarlet flowing from the corner of his mouth. He looked in great pain.
The old monk behind him was gradually approaching.
Just as the other person was about to die, a young man came out from the corner.
"Handsome guy, save me!!!!"
Life appears!
The woman was terrified and quickly reached out for help.
"This old monk has gone crazy and is killing people indiscriminately!"
Qiao Yuan stepped forward, helped the woman up, and frowned slightly.
"Alive?"
The woman nodded frantically.
"Yes, yes, I am alive, save me!"
“…”
…
At this time, the old monk with white eyebrows, wearing monk's robes and with his hands folded together walked over. His steps were very slow, as if he was taking a stroll.
"Donor, please move aside and let me pray for her soul to be reborn."
When the woman heard this, her body trembled, and she hugged Qiao Yuan's arm tightly, hiding behind him, revealing her beautiful face with slightly red eyes.
"Handsome man, please, save me! That old monk coveted my beauty and wanted to force me. I refused, and then he... wuwuwu..."
The woman choked up at the end of her speech, her eyes tearing up, and she looked so pitiful that it made people feel very distressed.
"Amitabha, benefactor, please do not believe her words. This woman has a parasitic demon inside her body, sucking the life energy of dozens of people in the outside world. I am here to eliminate this evil for the people, and I must liberate it today."
Qiao Yuan turned his head and looked at the woman behind him.
"Parasitic spirit?"
"Handsome boy, don't listen to his nonsense. This old monk has killed countless people and is talking nonsense. How could a weak woman like me kill so many people? I have never heard of such talk."
"As long as you save me, I'm willing to do anything..."
The woman begged bitterly.
"Are you really willing to do anything?" Qiao Yuan's eyes lit up.
A hint of joy flashed across the woman's eyes, and she reached out to touch Qiao Yuan's chest.
"Of course, from now on I belong to you, brother. You're handsome and kind-hearted, so you won't just stand by and watch me get abused by that old monk, right?"
"Of course!" Qiao Yuan agreed immediately.
Then he helped the woman up.
"Close your eyes, hold my waist tight, and don't ask why!"
woman:"???????"
……apricot
When she thought of the old monk in front of her, the woman could only obey his words and put herself in a difficult position temporarily.
Slowly closing her eyes, the woman raised her head and stood on tiptoe. How could she not understand what these men were thinking?
Lips pursed...
Next moment!
The scorching, boiling heat came over me.
Dip into her!
The woman suddenly opened her eyes, and saw a golden light in front of her, countless Sanskrit characters flashing, and dazzling golden light surrounding her endlessly!
Her body seemed to be burned by the scorching sun, and a lot of white water vapor began to emerge from the surface.
"If you don't come out, you will die with her!" Qiao Yuan shouted, his eyes cold.
The Sanskrit around suddenly surged.
The woman struggled in agony, but found that she could not move at all.
Soon she was sweating profusely, her cheeks were pale, and her lips were dry, as if she was going to suffocate in the next moment.
Sudden!
A light red light emerged from the woman's body.
Immediately afterwards, blood mist oozed out of the pores all over her body, and the blood mist seemed to float upwards over the woman's head as if it had a spirit.
Finally, it condensed into a spirit and looked at Qiao Yuan viciously.
…
Parasitic spirits are indeed troublesome. After all, as long as it wants to, ordinary people cannot guarantee that they can get it out without harming the host.
But for me now, that’s it.
"Amitabha, put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha right here!"
The old monk's Buddhist chanting sounded like a huge bell, shaking the spirit body to emit a halo like fish scales.
Unable to bear the torture, the alien spirit tried to flee the scene, but was quickly blocked by a layer of golden light.
The golden halo covered Qiao Yuan, Yi Ling, and the woman.
It can't escape!
The vicious gaze kept moving between the old monk and Qiao Yuan.
The next second, it returned to the woman's body again.
"Amitabha Buddha, eliminate all karma, break through ignorance, attain great enlightenment, become a Buddha instantly, and save all sentient beings."
The old monk's Buddhist beads trembled slightly, and under the blessing of special power, he waved them, and countless golden Buddhist beads flew out and wrapped around the woman.
The woman possessed by the strange spirit howled in pain a few times and then fell to the ground.
Died.
"Namo Amitabha, Dothagata, Dodiyata..."
Looking at the woman lying on the ground, already dead, the old monk's bright eyes were filled with compassion.
He stayed by the body for a long time without leaving.
Constantly chant Buddhist scriptures to pray for the deceased.
She seemed to notice Qiao Yuan's gaze.
The old monk slowly turned his head and looked.
"Donor, this place is dangerous, please leave as soon as possible."