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Chapter three hundred and seventieth, the law of connection

Spiritual souls need things to depend on to survive.

driven to distraction.

If you lose your soul and your spirit, you will have nothing to rely on.

And Wang Huicong found something that made the spirit soul depend on.

Killing intention, resentment, hatred.

Everything is transformed into something that Wang Huicong's spiritual soul depends on.

Turned into a ghost of entanglement.

In order to avenge, it is also easy to get involved in all the dirty murderous intent in the world.

"Her spirit turned into a demon, then she now..." Su Ming asked calmly.

Since it can turn into a ghost and have something to do with it, it means that the spirit may not have dissipated yet, so there is still hope.

"The dream after that was gone...but I have some guesses."

Li Wei said lightly: "When I was spying on it, I felt a huge Buddha light true meaning."

"The great true meaning of Buddha's light."

Su Ming understood at this moment.

The true meaning of Buddha's light...

The Buddhist temple with true meaning here is Tianfeng Temple branch.

Her body as a ghost may have been suppressed in the temple.

At this time, Li Wei came to Axiang.

The stupid woman looked at Li Wei blankly, saw Su Ming again, and handed Li Wei the plastic bag he had filled with money without saying a word.

That was all her money.

Five cents, one cent, one piece, two pieces.

Coins, small paper money, iron screws.

Li Wei took out a dollar from the bag of money, pushed the rest back, and said lightly after pinching the dollar.

"I have responded to your fate."

.....

Tianfeng Temple is the largest Buddhist temple in the north.

Since welcoming Qingqiu Kingdom that day, the incense of the northern branch of Tianfeng Temple has been directly brought to an incredible level.

The tripod is prosperous, endless and endless.

Master Yuanchen looked at the endless stream of incense believers outside the window, but was satisfied.

"Amitabha, there are many believers in incense, which is quite good..."

"Master, today there are three more people who have applied for gold card members."

"Thank you Buddha."

Master Yuanchen turned around and put his hands together at the Golden Buddha, thanking him sincerely.

The Vajra disciple on the side also said.

"Thank you Buddha."

"A good day is really coming. When I pay off the mortgage of Jingcheng Garden, everything will be fine..."

"Stop talking about Jingcheng Garden, we can buy even a new house!" King Kong said with great enthusiasm: "We need a house!"

"Amitabha..." Master Yuanchen sighed, "It's a pity that the destiny of heaven is unpredictable. I can't see the fate of the building. I actually offered an unfinished building..."

"Unfinished building... is indeed unpredictable. I have been pouring out all my life, but I have achieved such a result. Fortunately, the temple is full of incense now, so let alone the second house, the third house is fine..."

Master Yuanchen was recalling the sadness of the past, but he heard someone look for him.

"Abbot! I'm here."

"Amitabha, it's the donor of gold, don't be fine." Master Yuanchen looked at the tall and fat man in front of him with a faint smile on his face.

"I've disturbed the abbot. Today I'm here to present a small gift to the abbot."

Jin Haifu presented a huge golden Buddha.

"Thanks to the abbot for helping the dog son with evil spirits and exorcisms."

Facing this shining little golden Buddha, Master Yuanchen's smile on his face became even more intense, but he said, "That's the fate between the man and my Buddha, so there is definitely no need to be so...you're welcome."

Jin Haifu smiled.

"Master, since my son is destined to be with the Buddha, don't be polite to me, do you think so?"

"Amitabha, the donor of Jin has a heart."

Yuan Chen looked at King Kong next to him lightly and said, "Why are you still standing there? Don't you help Donor Jin?"

"Oh oh okay..."

The gray monk's robe had a straight vajra eyes, and helped Jin Haifu lift the golden Buddha. The weight was not gilded, but seemed to be pure gold...

"I'm sorry for the little master." Jin Haifu was also very polite and immediately said, "This, my son, how is he doing now? When will he be able to come out? He still has his studies to complete. You know, he is busy with college courses now, and he still needs to prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination or something..."

"Amitabha, this monk is not very good. He has to wait until the evil ghost's resentment is completely purified."

"Master, do we have a faster way to solve this problem?"

Jin Haifu said obscurely: "We can be more destined to Buddha, and then there will be generous gifts."

Of course, Yuan Chen knew about Jin Haifu's prompt.

Instead of suppressing and purifying the method, she directly uses her strength to destroy the soul and let her disappear.

Of course, this can be done.

But Yuan Chen is not stupid.

For gold, silver, treasures, kill souls, and then bear the debts of cause and effect?

joke.

"Amitabha, monks are compassionate and killing ghosts is absolutely impossible." Master Yuanchen paused and said, "Don't worry, don't worry, this is not impossible to be entangled with evil spirits. As long as your son sincerely worships the Buddha, let go of the anger and resentment in his heart, truly regrets, recite the Dharma, and wash away the filth of his body, he will naturally be able to transcend and not be entangled by evil spirits."

Seeing Master Yuanchen performing this way, Jin Haifu no longer said anything. He just thanked the monk repeatedly and came to the forbidden room where he paid attention to his son.

I saw a young man wearing glasses, wearing a monk's robe, full of scriptures, sitting in front of the Buddhist temple.

The three incense sticks in front of the Buddha burned slowly, lighting up the dim quiet room.

"Amitabha, let's leave time for you father and son, one stick of incense..." Master Yuanchen withdrew from the house and gave the time and space to the father and son.

"Thank you, Master."

After Master Yuanchen left, Jin Haifu, who was smiling just now, changed his expression and stared at his son with a cold face.

"dad..."

"Get out, I really want to be a son without you, garbage, and waste." Jin Haifu squatted down, looked at Master Jin with a ferocious expression, slapped him, and said, "If I hadn't only you, I would have been so sad."

"Dad, I was wrong..."

The arrogant young master Jin was as obedient as a rabbit in front of Jin Haifu. He could only kneel down and tremble, and did not dare to look him in the eyes. After a long time, he said weakly: "Dad, when will I be able to leave this ghost place?"

"Hmph, Master Yuanchen said it would be fine soon... If you hadn't caused these messy things by yourself... Oh, forget it, waste is waste, it's waste. I'll still be waste after educating you for so long."

In the swaying Buddhist temple, the candles flashed, but it was dark and swaying...

.....

"This golden Buddha is so beautiful..."

Yuan Chen admired the golden Buddha sent by Jin Haifu, and he liked it no matter how he looked at it.

Just as Yuan Yuanchen touched the golden Buddha and couldn't let go, the Buddha behind him suddenly burst into dazzling golden light.

A faint sound came into Yuanchen's ears.

‘The devil comes...’

‘The devil comes!’


Chapter completed!
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