Unlucky black cat

Chapter 88: People inevitably push themselves

Master, what do you think?

In the main hall of Duan Bodhisattva Temple, three middle-aged monks were following an old monk, looking at the headless Guanyin statue in front of them.

His face was solemn, as if he was worried about something.

The binding curse has been passed, and there are still external disasters left on the karma cloth. Well, it must be that something dirty has broken into the Buddhist hall.

The old monk stood alone next to the base of the Bodhisattva statue.

quite a while.

He reached out and touched the red cloth covering the palms of the Bodhisattva, and then made this judgment.

He noticed that the disaster was revealed while having dinner, and then rushed over with his disciples.

It's a pity that in the end, we couldn't stop a certain visitor who was escaping in a hurry.

Dirty stuff, in the Buddhist hall?

Regarding such an incredible conclusion, the three disciples of the old monk were dumbfounded, and then there was a burst of panic.

Didn't the magic circle stop it?

Is it related to the rain these days?

Let me tell you, that hazy rain, with every trace of disaster, must be unusual!

Okay, don't disturb my Buddha's tranquility with all your chatter.

Until the old monk spoke without looking back.

Only then did the temple become quiet.

However, the smell of filth is indeed no different from the disaster in the rain. Therefore, there must be a connection between the two.

Here, what should I do?

But I saw a disciple who was about to speak but stopped.

Obviously, he was afraid of being reprimanded again.

What does external misfortune mean? It means that there is at least one evil spirit entrenched in the middle of the city.

As for the resentful spirit, the probability of its appearance is slim.

Because resentful spirits are too rare, the escaping disasters will not be so rare.

Although it is not clear why evil spirits dare to approach Xiahe District under the protection of Anle Buddha.

However, it is not a small matter, and it may affect future plans, so it still needs to be dealt with.

The old monk thought and shook his head.

Forget it, in the next few days, I will set up spirit-seeking spells in the city and open altars to ward off disasters. The three of you are responsible for strengthening the magic circle and guarding the temple.

In addition, borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha should be done a few days in advance. It will be arranged by the end of this month, so hurry up and get ready quickly. I've been feeling restless lately and have to be on guard against anything unexpected.

yes.

As the old monk finished his instructions, the three middle-aged monks hurriedly paid their respects.

Follow Master's teachings.

Okay, let's get busy.

After waving his hands to drive away the three disciples, the old monk stood alone in front of the Buddhist hall, his eyes closed and silent.

After a long time, he opened his eyes again.

It's strange. What evil spirit is it?

Although the red cloth of business power can be revealed, why is the aura so weak?

The evil spirits should be ignorant, so how could they escape?

Something is wrong, something is wrong everywhere.

Alas, I still have to complete the offering as soon as possible, so that I can feel at ease.

After thinking about it, the old monk coiled up his beads and walked out of the hall.

Only one Bodhisattva remained.

Sit there quietly, holding the head.

…

The next day, for the residents of Xiahe Street, Xiahe District.

Early in the morning, they saw Abbot Duan Bodhisattva, who often participated in community activities in the past, walking on the street near his home, praying along the way.

Among them are many followers of Youduan Bodhisattva.

They all came forward to salute, listen to scriptures and recite mantras.

For a moment, the early morning streets looked extremely lively.

Ordinary monks praying for blessings, it feels a bit like a holy monk's pilgrimage.

This is undoubtedly a very strange sight in a modern society that is generally composed of atheists.

But in fact, Duan Bodhisattva only has such appeal in a few streets around it.

It's still raining.

But from the supernatural world that ordinary people cannot see.

Everywhere where Old Monk Yu walked, the fine disasters were blocked by a layer of light mist.

The souls of the crowd also gained weight. At least, it is no longer as elusive and elusive as before.

Regarding this, the black cat squatting not far away can clearly see it.

Those who heard the blessing should have been truly changed by some kind of power.

The empty spirit body has a hazy image.

The silent consciousness also became a lot warmer.

They should all become lucky.

From this perspective, we seem to be the evil party...

On the roof of a certain building in the adjacent street, Jiang Sheng looked at the back of the old monk and whispered thoughtfully.

Ah, ah (we are supposed to be evil in the first place, Yun Gui and I are resentful spirits, and you are the cat demon).

The human-skin raincoat sat nearby and made jokes.

Yun Gui, on the other hand, began to analyze it carefully.

Hiss, hiss (it's not that simple. A spell that can affect a person's soul cannot come without a price, and ordinary people's souls usually don't have the ability to pay the price.

So if you look carefully, there must be a price that we haven't noticed yet, and it has already been paid. What's more, the principle of all things lies in balance. It is impossible for a person to be unlucky all the time, nor to be lucky all the time. Unless there is something to get for them, or to pay a price. For example, a spirit entity that likes to treat human hearts as food. for example)……

At this point, Yun Gui suddenly paused.

Then Jiang Sheng was stunned for a moment.

After a while, they both said almost in unison.

Hiss, hiss.

For example, their misfortune is passed on to others.

Hiss (that's right).

Ah (is this possible)?

Listening to the reasoning of the two people, Human Skin Raincoat seemed to feel a little overwhelmed.

Ah, ah (not to mention how troublesome it is to do such a thing. If the old monk is really a weird and coordinated person, why would he protect one party?

There are better ways to attract believers. The current form of promotion is very inefficient. I am more inclined to think that the old guy is binding his soul to strengthen himself through similar prayer activities.

Or maybe they are collecting bad luck to create some kind of special spirit body, just like some resentful spirits like to raise living people. Now they just have a different owner.

Of course, this kind of misfortune originating from the living being itself cannot be taken away.

I guess it would take a piece of my soul to be cut off.

As for these people in front of me, why do they become more energetic after being cut off? Maybe it was a flashback, or maybe some kind of hallucinogenic spell was at work. I'm an expert in this area.

Anyway, if I'm right, these are happy-looking people. I guess they won’t live long).

After saying that, the raincoat pulled back his loose skin and showed an ugly smile.

Well, what you said makes sense.

Jiang Sheng did not intend to ignore any possibility.

So he continued to frown and thought silently.

Already late?

If these people are about to die.

So.

So……

The black cat's muscles began to tremble, and the fur on its back continued to twitch.

It's restless, it's restless.

Because of it, it is very likely that Bai Jie will betray his trust.