Zhao Jincao's frantic begging for mercy suddenly shocked Mo Chuan.

Before he could think about it carefully, he heard an angry rebuke:

"Hey! A lowly living being, how dare you slander me, the Buddha?"

Before the sound fell, a monk in gray clothes holding a hook and sickle jumped out from the forest beside the road, his face full of anger, like a angry-eyed King Kong.

It’s over!

Zhao Jincao's face turned pale when he saw this, and he suddenly looked at Mo Chuan and shouted:

"Save me, Taoist Master You Chong! My father-in-law is a lecturer in the Hanlin Academy, and he has great talents all over the world. If you save me and return to the capital, I will be able to establish the Guan Guan sect in the future, and I can even enter the Dao Lu Division!"

"Obstacle! I beg to be beaten!"

The monk in gray clothes became even more furious when he heard this. He shook his hook and sickle and wanted to kill Zhao Jincao.

"Wait a minute!"

Then I saw that the eminent monk of Huitong Zen Temple had completed the Nirvana Silence Demon Suppressing Seal.

When Mo Chuan saw this, he became furious and rushed over as fast as a heel, trying to drag the woman in red into the sacrificial furnace.

Zhao Jincao glared angrily and said: "Because you have raised a red-clothed fierce ghost and escaped from control, you are trying to lure Yingying out of me now."

However, even so, the red-clothed ghost is still very rare, even in the most brutal prisons, it is rare to see it.

After all, what is a fierce ghost in red compared to the royal taxes?

Zhao Jincao died, and all his deaths were wiped out without any evidence.

"Benefactor, do it!"

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Abbot Huitong suddenly wave his sleeves and wave a bronze Buddha bell, covering the woman in red.

"Amitabha!"

"You blind monk and fool, why are you so clueless? Donor Zhao will slander you when he slanders you. If you kill him at will, won't you make Huitong Zen Temple speechless?"

"But what happened at that time? A hairpin can kill this humble concubine. I begged you so hard, why did you turn a blind eye?"

Abbot Huitong scolded.

A sharp shout came from the forest, stopping the monk from doing anything.

Mo Chuan yelled angrily, waved his sleeves and used the method of controlling Qi to lift the Buddha bell out of thin air. With the support of Cengchao, the thousand Buddha bell was unable to move!

"Fellow Taoist, since we have been saved, what difference does it make between you and me?"

His words were not so much a refutation of Zhao Jincao as a message to Mo Chuan.

"Amitabha, congratulations to the Supreme Being, Yamato. Congratulations to the Supreme Being. The old enemy has been repaid, and he can finally sleep in peace."

Mo Chuan asked.

It is as big as a pavilion, covering the sky and the sun.

The bronze Buddha bell fell into the earth, shrouding both Mo Chuan and the woman in red. Thousands of counter-rotating seals rising from the earth, like a seal, sealed the mouth of the bell.

The mantras came out casually and appeared all over the body, imprinted with bronze Buddha bells.

"Wang Yingying is a poor benefactor, who dares to hurt her?"

The fierce ghost in red is causing trouble, and it has nothing to do with Huitong Zen Temple.

The evil energy billows into the sky.

In an instant, the light was destroyed and darkness enveloped it.

However, Huitong Zen Temple, which had experienced several failures, was well prepared.

Abbot Huitong gave a shout, and immediately pinched the Buddhist bell secretly, causing the Buddha bell to spin endlessly.

After glancing at Mo Chuan, he pronounced the Buddha's name to Zhao Jincao who was stiff:

Where the Buddha's light is embroidered, the wind and thunder are frightening.

In the rush of thunder and light, it turns into Sanskrit words and is printed on the body of a woman in red.

Even death is a great gift.

The noisy world suddenly became quiet.

A senior monk stood up and put his hands together to congratulate.

Unexpectedly, a ray of Buddha light soared into the sky.

"There is a cloud in Buddhism, and things are born in the mind. If you have a Buddha in your heart, you will see people like a Buddha; if you have a demon in your heart, you will see people like a demon!"

"Ms. sir, I'm a rough man. I don't understand the world of martial arts, and I don't want to know about it. I just want to know, why didn't you kill me when Mr. Liu ordered you to see me being humiliated with your own eyes?"

The eminent monks of Huitong Zen Temple did not dare to slack off. They sat cross-legged and kept their precepts for a long time, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when nothing unusual happened.

Zhao Jincao was anxious and subconsciously wanted to find a way out. However, the woman in red just gave him a gentle hug, then passed through his body and forcefully took his soul out of the body.

"You dare!"

Abbot Huitong spoke the Buddha's words, and then said meaningfully: "Fellow Taoist, I have caught the sign!"

Mo Chuan, who turned around and rushed towards the woman in red, suddenly turned around and looked at the fallen bronze Buddha bell. At that moment, he suddenly gave up resistance and glanced at Abbot Huitong.

The scene in front of me is so similar?

"I have accumulated bad words and talked nonsense. I didn't expect that the donor, who has been bathing in the Buddha's light for more than ten years, is still so stupid. The poor monk asked the donor, since this Zen temple breeds ghosts and kills people, why has it protected you for more than ten years?"

It seems proud and cruel.

Following the sound, I saw Abbot Huitong, leading several senior monks from the Zen temple, walking slowly towards him.

The woman in red's tone was still gentle, but her eyes became scarier.

At the right moment, several eminent monks from Huitong Temple recited sutras and cast devil-subduing seals with their hands. From all directions, the Buddha's light that purified karma and cleared away obstacles came and completely blocked the carriage, leaving the woman in red with no way to escape.

"A bunch of bald donkeys also want to kill me?"

"In this case, why are the wizards arguing again? Could it be that they want to refine the red-clothed ghost into a magical weapon?"

The woman in red suddenly laughed, waved her sleeves and filled the sky with blood, like a stormy sea, rushing towards the demon-suppressing seal.

She stretched out her purple-black fingers, which were still visible, and gently touched Zhao Jincao's face.

So why did you protect him for more than ten years just to lure out the red-clothed devil?

Faced with Abbot Huitong's rebuttal, Zhao Jincao became anxious. He turned around and looked at the woman in red who was very close and bleeding from her orifices, and said with a sad face:

"Yingying, Yingying! Don't listen to him. Don't kill me. It's really none of my business. I, I was kept in the dark too."

Zhao Jincao explained with trembling lips.

The girl in red laughed foolishly.

With a quick glance, he saw Abbot Huitong, who was always upright and upright, with a smile on his lips.

In an instant, the bronze Buddha bell, as heavy as a ten thousand stone, fell from the sky.

Abbot Huitong shook his head: "The benefactor has a distinguished status, and the father-in-law is also a lecturer of the Hanlin Academy. Who dares to imprison the benefactor? If this Zen temple is really as you said, with hidden dirt, what does it mean to have a fierce ghost in red?"

Abbot Huitong's face changed drastically when he heard this.

Among the four ghosts of Taoism, headless is the most evil, and red is the most miserable.

When Mo Chuan saw this, he shouted sharply, and at the same time he raised his energy and rushed away.

Unexpectedly, when Abbot Huitong saw this, he narrowed his eyes and spoke the six-character Great Ming Mantra.

"Om mani padme hum!"

During the woman in red's counterattack, a counter-rotating ten thousand-character seal seeped out from the depths of the earth, swaying with bone-shattering golden light in all directions.

"Master Tianwei, what do you mean?"

Back then, didn't Chong Shizi use a Sanqing Bell to envelope him and the headless ghost?

The sound fell, and the Buddha's light rolled up and rose up.

"No, no, no - Yingying, Yingying, for the sake of us being husband and wife..."

When Mo Chuan saw this, he immediately summoned the sun to use the sun's rays to cover him up and "save" the woman in red.

Mo Chuan, who was standing by the road, reminded in a deep voice that he was worried that if the situation continued, the woman in red would completely lose her mind and turn into a ghost.

"I, I also think, they locked me up, I am powerless!"

It can be seen from this that the humiliation and torture experienced by the woman in red is probably beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

"The fierce ghost in red is so cunning, how can he be captured without hesitation? Get out of the way and let the poor monk save him!"

"Amitabha, this is the blessing of worshiping the river and the joy of believers."

Another monk laughed.

Abbot Huitong smiled proudly, raised his hand, and the bronze Buddha bell suddenly shrank and fell into his palm.

At this time, if you escape into Taixu, you will find that the purple lotus on his body becomes more and more brilliant and dazzling.
Chapter completed!