Aken curled his lips and snorted: "I'm so embarrassed to take it out and say, who hasn't donated anything?"

"Don't do evil because it's small, and don't do good because it's small." Zhang Fan is a Tang monk. "The key is whether he is willing to give up, not whether the donated items are valuable. Although the clothes are ordinary, they are his favorite, so the meaning is different."

"You are talking about this dress." A child's dress floated in the Angel's hand, and the material was pretty good.

"This dress is very beautiful." The little angel Angel Nuris happily danced around the clothes. "Give it to me, give it to me."

"Of course, the diligent Angelus." The Archangel Olivia smiled and turned to the shrewd ghost and said, "Do you know that this dress has arrived in the disaster area and was assigned to an orphan by a kind rescuer. The orphan felt warm in his heart because he got this one of the most beautiful ones of all donated clothes. From then on, he kept the clothes as a souvenir. Every time he saw the clothes, he remembered that in the most difficult time, there was always a gift from his peers to share with him. Therefore, when the orphan grew up, he often helped orphan children and out of school. Those who were helped by him helped more people. This is the merit of the beloved clothes you donated!"

Amid the pleasant voice of the Archangel Olivia, the dress turned into a beautiful veil and wrapped around the little angel Angelus. The little angel also grew up with the wind. It turned out to be like a baby, speaking in a slight voice, Yiya, now it is a little bigger, growing like a child.

The Archangel Olivia smiled and nodded at Angelus: "Diligent Angelus, you have received the favor of the Father, but you must do your best to get this holy grace."

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Seeing this, Zhang Fan nodded and said to Aken, "I heard that this angel was born with good intentions and a pure and good spirit. It seems that what they say is not false. They also need to do more good deeds to grow."

Aken said in surprise: "Oh, you have to grow up to the same big adult angel, how many good things do you have to do!"

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The Archangel introduced a group of spirits into the 'Garden of Heaven' and turned to Zhang Fan and Akken. "Since you have come to this 'Garden of Heaven' but have not brought the gift of entry, don't you feel ashamed?"

Aken was about to tell the difference, but he saw the Archangel Olivia gathering his hands together in front of his chest, and then suddenly split. The solid ground under Zhang Fan and Aken's feet turned into soft clouds. The two of them were unable to stand steadily, and the clouds separated and formed a hollow. Zhang Fan and Aken's feet were hanging in the air, screaming and falling down!...

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"Hey, hey, wake up! What's wrong with you?"

Zhang Fan and Akken were sweating profusely. They woke up from their dreams and saw Green Wings shaking the two of them hard, calling out. Several Christian believers next to them looked at them in surprise.

Zhang Fan looked at Akan, his face full of surprise. It turned out that the two of them were asleep in the church. Could it be that the bizarre experience just happened to be just a dream?

Aken took something out of his arms, and Zhang Fan sighed. It was a glass test tube full of runes, with a flashing liquid gently rippling inside, which was the tears of the ghost of merit.

"What's wrong with you? Are you nervous together?" Green Wing looked at them angrily: "What nightmare did you have? It's so ugly. The people in the church are all looking at us."

"Haha, we two went to do a great thing. We got rich!" Aken said softly with a smile and a smile.

Zhang Fan dragged the two of them: "Let's go, I've had enough rest, so I'll go find a land bus."

Just hear an old woman in white priest robes standing before the huge cross on the high platform of the sermon hall, saying devoutly: "Blessed will he not follow the wicked's plan, nor will he stand on the path of sinners, nor will he sit on the seat of a slander, but love the law of the Lord and think day and night. He will plant it like a tree beside the stream, and bear fruit at the same time, and the leaves will not wither. Everything he does will go smoothly..."

(Just with this article "The Garden of Heaven", I pay tribute to the great Danish fairy tale master "Anssen". The Garden of Heaven described in his fairy tale "A One Results" is the fairy tale that I remember the most.)

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"Why, you have completed the B+ level mission! What are the certificates?" The Land Lord said strangely: "It's impossible! Although that great power ghost will not take the initiative to hurt people and has no powerful magic, no matter how high the magic power is, it cannot resist her golden light of merit. It cannot be subdued at all! Moreover, she has a deep obsession and is not subject to the conscience. Many eminent monks and powerful practitioners have tried it. How can you do it?"

"You see it yourself!" Akan handed the glass test tube to the Land Lord.

"Oh, it's really the tears of the Great Powerful Ghost. This is the best ghost tears that can extinguish the fire of karma in hell!" The Land Lord said in a shock, "How did you get it? This cannot be obtained by force. Even if it is saved, she may not have it! Hey, the refining technique of this container looks so familiar..."

"You care about that, bring the magic ticket. If you don't believe it, go to the hospital to see if that big Weide ghost is still there!" Akan snatched the glass test tube and put it in his pocket.

"Impossible, impossible! Although that great power ghost is not very powerful, he was rated as B+ based on his merit and deep obsession. However, even the supernatural beings above level A, the practitioners can't do anything to her. How can it be based on you?!" The Land Lord took out a stack of spiritual tickets and shook his head, very disbelief.

"I don't have time to talk to you." Akan scored the ticket and dragged Zhang Fan away.

"Hey, do you sell those ghost tears? I will buy them at a high price..." The Land Lord shouted.

"You're going to die, you're stingy." Akan turned around and made a face for him.

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After leaving the Land Lord's room, Akan was very excited and said to Zhang Fan: "Let's take another task..."

"Stop torture me anymore, let me take a breath." Zhang Fan frowned and shook his head repeatedly. "I originally thought of coming out and recuperate for a while, but it turned out to be even more thrilling than inside."

"I think this can improve our abilities. Do you don't feel this way?" Akan said something: "When I was in the spiritual world, I felt it felt like the world of the preceptor."

"It's a bit, but now we have used up all our soul-moving talismans, so we can't go in and experience it anymore." Zhang Fan nodded: "When I was in the spiritual world, when I recited the rebirth mantra and the six-syllable mantra, I felt that it was somewhat similar to using the skills of the world of the preceptors, and it was much easier to use than in the real world."

"We really won't take on the mission?" Akken was a little unwilling.

"I won't accept it." Zhang Fan had made up his mind.

"Just take the easiest one." Akan took a big step back.

"If you don't answer, you won't answer, you won't answer when it's easy! Even if you go to help the monsters, you won't answer."

"Don't worry..."

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"I've fought here, and the breath is so chaotic..." Several strange men stood in the outpatient hall of the hospital, and said to the fat man who was the leader sniffing his nose.

"Well, there is ghost energy, demon energy, spiritual energy... Well, why does it have sacred aura? Come the Red Clan Master? The Templar? There is no such a place? Only those priests are not so powerful? The Templar does not have such pure sacred aura?..."

"Well, this is it?...Is it the fairy spirit? The Land Lord has been here? It's not like? It's so domineering! It can actually cut through the space!... Why is it all messed up in a pot of hodgepodge!" The fat man closed his eyes, raised his head and sniffed around.

"Senior Brother, your talent, nose consciousness, and magical powers are really no breath in the world! No wonder even the master praised you!" The tall man next to him was not flattering, and he was indeed a little impressed. He could only feel that all kinds of breaths are messy here, but the eldest brother could part one by one.

"The master said that those little kids were killed. They asked me to come to rescue them in the middle of the night. We rushed to the middle of the night. It seemed that it was over here. Are we late?" The fat man calculated in his hand, but his breath was really messy. Some existences were not something he could measure, so he could calculate accurately. It was just a rough feeling that those little guys should be able to turn bad luck into good luck.

These men are Maoshan Taoist priests, and the fat man in charge is the eldest disciple of Maoshan sect who guided Zhang Fan and others.

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At the same time, in the Maoshan Houshan, the young master gave a lesson with yarrow. He got a divination of the best and felt great.

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