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A moment later, the preparation of the ritual began in the Wang family mansion.

The incidents of the Wang family in the past few days have caused everyone in Hede Township to know about it. People are talking behind their backs that Wang Heyuan offended the gods and had a nose and eyes.

Now when I heard that the Wang family is going to do something, the Chinese people have always had the traditional virtue of watching the fun. How can they miss it?

So, the front yard of the Wang family was crowded with people in a while, and the onlookers who didn't know the truth were all looking forward to it.

Among the crowded crowds, Tao Xingchang was naturally there, but in addition to Tao Xingchang, there was also a carriage parked outside the gate of the Wang family.

On the carriage, Liang, Yan Su and Zhang Mu were all on it.

"Brother Mu Zhi, is this method OK?" Seeing that there were more and more people, I couldn't help but ask nervously.

"Of course it's OK, don't worry. I will teach him the method I will ensure it will work. I will definitely coax the king to betroth you Yinglian in a while. If this method doesn't work, I will take my head off for you as a ball." Zhang Mu smiled confidently.

Stern Zhang Mu was so sure, and said, "I'll go down and take a look."

Yan Li was also involved in the crowd, but he had a ghost in his heart, so he didn't dare to show up too much and hid in the back.

At this moment, the monk Huikong was wearing a gray monk's robe, a colorful cassock, a Vairocana hat, a brass Zen stick, and a kind-eyed old face with a bit of healthy blush. At first glance, he looked like a childish face, and he definitely looked like a great monk.

In front of him, a dirt stove was built, with a oil pan on it, and the fire was very strong at this moment.

Old monk Huikong recited Buddhist scriptures silently, his eyes closed, and he often performed rituals, relying on this to bring some indulgence and oil to the temple, so he looked meditative.

Wang Yuanwai stood on one side with a pale face, feeling extremely nervous, and as the oil in the oil pan began to boil slowly, his heart was getting up and down.

At this moment, Zen Master Huikong suddenly stood up, chanting a mantra in his mouth, and was confused. With a wave of his hands, a blood-stained bone appeared in his hand, and he shouted loudly: "A evil beast, I am causing trouble for the sake of the trouble. Today I will accept you."

At that moment, Zen Master Huikong put his hand in the boiling oil pan, and suddenly there were squeaking sounds in the oil pan, just like a wailing ghost.

When the people around saw this, the city took a breath and stood on tiptoe to watch.

Even the knowledgeable and stern runner-up, he was stunned. In that dark pot, boiling oil would have become a fried monk. If it weren't for the fact that he was really good at it, he would have long become a fried monk.

He thought to himself: "Zhang Mu found such a high monk from there, which is amazing."

Wang Yuanwai was already stunned and immediately knelt down on the ground with a thud and hurriedly kowtowed to Zen Master Huikong. When the people around him saw this, who was still questioning?

At that moment, a group of people fell to the Wang family's courtyard and worshiped Huikong.

Huikong was so happy now. This method was taught by Tao Xingchang. He had practiced with Tao Xingchang several times. When to start and how to make the raw materials, it was almost certain to get it.

But he didn't expect that he would scare all these ordinary people all at once, and it seemed that in the future, the money for indulgence and oil would be indispensable.

Then, Zen Master Huikong pulled out his hand and shouted at the main hall in the yard: "Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate and cannot bear to commit murder again. Don't you retreat quickly?"

When the common people heard that there were ghosts, they immediately started watching again.

I saw Zen Master Huikong wave his Zen Staff and gesture twice, and suddenly staggered and said breathlessly: "I really don't know at least, let you see how powerful the Vajra subdued the magic spell."

Suddenly, Zen Master Huikong began to recite scriptures again. After a few breaths, he took out the yellow paper with Buddhist mantras written from his sleeve, waved it in the air a few times, and shouted "Concentration!"

Then he untied a gourd from his waist, took a sip of the gourd's potion, and bulged his cheek and sprayed it on the yellow surface paper.

After the sound of "website!", blood was pouring on the yellow paper. Zen Master Huikong threw the yellow paper into the raging fire, and a burst of blue smoke suddenly ignited.

Now, the people around and Wang Yuanwai were shocked. They all bowed to each other and almost regarded Huikong as their biological father.

Huikong saw that he did not show his feet twice in a row, and became even more proud and bolder. After all, he was born as a charlatan. He immediately drank: "I don't know how to live or die, but he dared to make trouble with me. This time I will not show mercy."

At that moment, he took a copper basin that had been prepared long ago, and it was filled with clear water. Huikong walked around the copper basin twice, silently chanting a spell, and then reached out and pointed to the copper basin. Suddenly, a fire broke out in the water in the copper basin, and a fireball was spinning around the basin, and the Russian neck was extinguished.

Then Huikong dripped a few drops of water into the water, and ghost blood appeared in the water.

After this performance, Huikong was old and sweating profusely, panting as if he was so tired that he sat on the cushion, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, donor, the evil ghosts attached to your family, I have all been removed."

When Wang Yuanwai heard this, he was grateful that he cried bitterly and hurriedly knelt on the ground and said, "The great monks have opened their eyes to the Buddhist disciples. The disciples are very grateful."

Huikong looked at Tao Xingchang standing at the door at this time, and Tao Xingchang nodded slightly to him.

Huikong took a deep breath and restored his great monk's desperation, and said in a vocal voice: "Without the king, although your evil ghosts are apart, I can only protect you for a while, but I cannot protect you for a lifetime."

Wang Yuanwai thought that the matter was over. When he heard this, he suddenly asked in surprise: "Myung, why is this?"

Huikong talked jokingly: "Although your family has been good men and women for generations, they have made connections with me. However, when you were young, you committed murder. That's why you have no son and only one woman. Is this right?"

When Wang Yuanwai heard this, he was stunned. When he was young, the land of the Central Plains was occupied by the Mongols. The Mongols did not regard the Han people as humans, but as slaves, so they imposed heavy taxes. The land of the Central Plains was full of starvation and white bones were full of bones.

At that time, Wang Yuanwai was young and very bloody, so he joined the rebel army. However, he later returned home and killed people.

Because he defected to Chen Youliang, no one in the world knew this history, and only he knew the best. So when he suddenly heard Huikong say something, he was so scared that he was sweating in a cold sweat. He said immediately: "Although my disciple is young and reckless, he has caused disaster. However, I have been devoted to the Buddha over the years and asked the Zen master to show him a way out."

Of course, these were what Tao Xingchang told Huikong, it would be not easy for the Jinyiwei to check who it is?

Huikong smiled and said, "I can't help you in this way of life, but you can help yourself."

"What do you say about Zen Master?" Wang Yuanwai asked hurriedly.

"You committed evil in the early years, and you were too terrified. You need to find a masculine person to marry in their family and be able to calm down. Otherwise, I can save you once. Within a month, there will be blood disaster in your family." Huikong said lightly.

When Wang Yuanwai heard this suddenly, he felt as if he had caught a life-saving straw and hurriedly said, "I would like to ask the Zen master to give me some advice."

"The young master of the Yan family in Yifeng Township, whose courtesy name is Shaomu, is named Li. He was born on Double Ninth Festival. The body of the Nine Yang is uninvasive. Your family can keep your family peaceful forever." When he said this, Huikong immediately coughed and bloodshot from the corners of his mouth.

The scared Wang Yuanwai hurriedly said, "Zen Master, what's wrong with you?"

"I just now hurt my vitality by fighting with demons. Now I have leaked my secrets and my life span. Whether it is better, what is the use of this stinky skin bag?" As he said this, Zen Master Huikong got up and left.

Wang Yuanwai hurriedly held Huikong's sleeve and said, "Zen Master, stay here, this time, the Zen Master has given me a clear way to eliminate the harm of my Wang family. Come on, please send the things up."

At that moment, a servant came out with a tray, with more than ten treasure notes on it, with a considerable denomination.

Huikong looked at it and felt a pain in his flesh, but he remembered Tao Xingchang's words and did not dare to take them. He could only grit his teeth and drink: "I think you are a destined person. Why are you doing these yellow and white things?" He said this, and then broke away from the king's room and left.

Many people saw this, and the monk didn't have any money to do rituals. It was obvious that he was not a liar, so they chased him out one after another.
Chapter completed!