Chen Xue and Yang Chan were not surprised by this and looked calm.
But Zhao Erhu, who was standing by, had a red face, was breathing heavily, took several steps back, and looked at the three people in surprise and doubt.
"Why...why are you so skilled?"
Collecting a ghost's head seemed perverted no matter how he looked at it. For a moment, he felt that he might have to re-examine this old friend.
"Erhu, don't get excited." Jiang Chen quickly comforted him, "We are extraordinary people, and we are also ghost exorcists. It's normal for a ghost exorcist to collect two ghosts, right?"
Ah, this...
Zhao Erhu wanted to say something but stopped.
He couldn't agree, but he couldn't refute it either.
"No! Old Jiang, didn't you just say that Buddha is in your heart and positive energy?"
"But what we are doing now..."
"Haha." Jiang Chen patted the other man's shoulder and gave him an inscrutable smile: "The Buddha cut off his flesh to feed the eagle. What a heroic act!"
"I cut off my head and fed it to ghosts every day, and I am also imitating you!"
"Erhu, although you have been a monk for so many years, I have to say that you don't understand Buddhism as well as I do. The Dharma is boundless. In your heart, the Buddhist principles are boundless. A kind heart can be forged. The road to goodness is long, and you still have to walk slowly..."
Hearing this.
Zhao Erhu was shocked and fell into deep thought.
Yang Chan, who was standing aside, covered her face with her hands, unable to bear it any longer. She wanted to say, your brother's tricks are really long, you should be more careful!
Chen Xue's mouth corners twitched as well.
When other Buddhas cut their flesh, they are cutting their own flesh. When you cut your head, you are cutting someone else’s head!
After thinking for a moment, Zhao Erhu became serious: "Old Jiang, I never thought that you would be so close to such a master. Your level might even be comparable to my master. If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely introduce you to each other!"
Jiang Chen waved his hand nonchalantly: "Okay, okay, all monks in the world are one family. Although I don't shave my head, I still do good deeds every day. What you monks do every day is similar."
"By the way, Lao Jiang, why don't we just kill this ghost?"
"Oh, before that, I need to redeem its soul first."
The look of admiration on Zhao Erhu's face became even more intense.
The disciples of Longxiang Temple exorcised ghosts by killing them. Few were as kind as Jiang Chen. Before killing ghosts, they would help others resolve their obsessions first.
This is a huge risk!
To fulfill these ghosts.
Zhao Erhu asked himself, he couldn't do this.
"Old Jiang, I want to learn from you!"
"Study hard, watch carefully..."
…
In the wasteland, large areas of wild grass were destroyed, accompanied by the headless old man's shrill wails. Compared with his previous weak shouts, it can be heard that he is really eager to find a head.
Because this time, its head is really gone.
Jiang Chen and his companions had already walked out of the wasteland and came to the house on the dirt road in front. Although Qishan Village was an old village in the wilderness, the houses were not bad and most of them were tiled.
After all, this place is a bit remote, but there is an asphalt road, so it is not an old mountain village isolated from the world.
Jiang Chen listened to the continuous prompts in his ears.
Constant smile.
When several people arrived at the door of this family, they found that the door was closed. There was a bowl at the door. The bowl was filled with thick black and red blood, and it faintly emitted bursts of black gas, which was very strange.
"Such a strong evil spirit, this is ghost blood!" Chen Xue frowned.
"What does this mean? Placing ghost blood at the door, is it meant to curse those who pass by, or is it some kind of memorial?"
"The blood of a fierce ghost!" Zhao Erhu took a look and made a judgment.
"What does this even mean?"
Several people fell into deep thought.
At this moment, Jiang Chen's eyes suddenly lit up. He walked forward, picked up the ghost blood, and then walked around the house, as if he had made some kind of plan.
“Got it!”
"Come, listen to me..."
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