"This is?"

"My father's coffin... is so strange that he has not been buried yet, and he has not done any rituals. If the wizard cannot find anything today, he will have to entrust the wizard to help do a ritual to save the dead souls."

"Can the monk take a look? Maybe the monk can see what kind of evil things are causing trouble."

Chen Erlang hesitated a little, but finally agreed.

"Amitabha, donor, disturbed."

The two of them came to the coffin, Chen Budu sued and removed the coffin board.

The person was already cold, and there was a purple mark on his neck.

"Yesterday, my father committed suicide by hanging a beam in his bedroom. My father showed no sign of seeking death during his lifetime, so it was said that it was caused by evil things."

After observing carefully for a moment, Chen Budu was about to confirm a guess in his heart, then closed the coffin board and asked again.

"The one at the door just now?"

"It's my little mother, my father married last year."

Chen Erlang seemed to open up his conversation and continued, "The evil at home started when my little girl accidentally gave birth. At the beginning, things were moved inexplicably or heard strange sounds. These were all my personal experiences. At that time, I advised my father to find someone early, but who would have thought... Alas?"

"The donor's mourning."

Chen Erlang signaled that he was fine, and Chen Budu asked again: "How many days ago did that miscarriage?"

“Six days ago.”

Chen Budu nodded slightly, the matter was interesting... Hearing that he said, there must be evil spirits, but there may not be no artificial factors.

At this moment, the yard was full of chaos and a big man from Tibetan Ang came in. Chen Erlang hurriedly came out of the inner hall and went to the outer hall to greet him.

The big man picked up the ladle and took a mouthful of cold water, wiped his mouth, and looked at the inner hall, frowned immediately.

"Erlang, Brother Su usually says you don't have any words to do things hard, but you are not convinced, so you found such a young monk here?"

In the outer hall, Chen Erlang defended.

"Brother, Xixing Temple has a lot of incense. How can I say that the young master is not good?"

At this time, the young woman walked in with a hot towel. Chen Dalang took the hot towel and wiped the dust off his face.

"Dalang, has the Taoist priest from Zhenwu Sect invited?"

Seeing that Shen Budu was still in the inner hall not far away, the young woman just asked whisperedly.

"I've invited it, and I'm not an ordinary Taoist priest."

Chen Dalang did not shy away and said loudly with his face raised.

"It's a female Taoist, who is a direct disciple of Zhenwu Sect. She sent to Chang'an Sect from Xiangyang Prefecture, the original sect of Zhenwu Sect, and now she happened to encounter our family's incident. She was invited to come and take a look. She will definitely kill the evil spirit."

Hearing Chen Dalang's answer, the young woman breathed a sigh of relief.

"The man is right behind, and the groom is driving a carriage to serve me, and I will ride a donkey and come back first."

After talking, Chen Dalang said to Chen Erlang again as if he was a lesson.

"Erlang, don't just be greedy for cheap things and exorcising evil spirits. You get what you pay for! Can the direct disciple of Zhenwu Sect compare with the young monks in the ruined temples in the countryside?"

Chen Dalang shouted loudly, as if he was talking to Chen Zhicai, but in fact, he was talking to Chen Budu, who was resting in the inner hall.

The voice clearly passed through the door between the inner and outer halls. Chen Budu heard it, and he just smiled slightly.

"Don't say that, this little master..."

Before the young woman could finish her words, Chen Dalang looked at her coldly, and the young woman stopped her mouth.

At this time, a noise came from the door, and the servants, grooms, and guards were all alarmed.

The three people from the outer hall hurriedly met, but a Taoist nun had just walked off the carriage.

This Taoist nun wore a green Taoist robe that could not cover her graceful figure. Her eyebrows were like willow leaves, her eyes were like peach blossoms, and her cherry-like lips were not pink but were beautiful. She was like a fairy, elegant and out of the world.

Seeing the stunning Taoist nun getting off the carriage tremblingly, the men present couldn't help but swallow.

"cough!"

Chen Dalang reminded his family with a warning gaze and introduced respectfully.

"This is the Mingyue Fairy of Zhenwu Sect, and is a direct disciple of Zhenwu Sect. If we hadn't been destined to be destined to see us in our entire life."

"I've seen the immortal master."

Everyone saluted, and the Taoist nun was wearing a whisk on the bend of her arms and nodded slightly, and she was considered a return of the salute.

No one will be dissatisfied with this cold attitude, but instead thinks it is a matter of course. In this world where demons are rampant, practitioners already have a transcendent position and a lofty attitude is truly extraordinary.

What's more, the title of Zhenwu Sect's direct descendant is not to be underestimated even if it is placed in Chang'an Prefecture, Xijing.

It was entirely a coincidence that the Chen family could invite such a person in this small matter. If they saw such a fairy, they would imagine that a toad would eat swan meat, and it would be impossible to kill the clan.

Of course, no man doesn't want to transform into Tam and lick this stunning fairy wildly.

Except for the little monk.

"Hello, fellow Taoist, the little monk is a monk in Xixing Temple, and his Dharma name is Budu."

"Dao...friend...you...good."

Looking at the little monk in front of him, a pink cloud appeared on Mingyue's face.

She once thought that since she was a child, she had already been as solid as a rock and would never be moved by men.

It was not until now that Mingyue realized that she had never met the little monk before.

However, after looking at the little monk, the men present did not think there was anything wrong.

In fact, some people will be jealous of people who are more handsome than themselves, and some people will be resentful of their parents for not generating such a thing for themselves.

But for those who have seen the little monk in front of me, they will only wonder why they once defined handsomeness and lack imagination.

Chen Dalang coughed lightly and said, "Immortal Master, if the color is going to be dark today, if there is really evil spirits, why not prepare earlier."

"It should be."

Seeing that handsome men are off topic after all, they are entrusted by others and are loyal to others. Mingyue Taoist nun quickly entered the work state and began to seriously prepare for exorcism.

Mingyue is a dedicated little Taoist nun, which can be seen from her preparations.

Although the opponent may be just a low-powered evil spirit, Dao Nun Mingyue took out cinnabar, talisman paper and other objects from the small storage device she carried with her. After the pen was taken, she used a special red nail to nail it to doors, windows and other places.

Moreover, Taoist Nun Mingyue also engraved a seven-star magic circle next to Chen Caizhu's coffin to prevent the evil spirit from leaning over Chen Laocai's body from cheating.

What stands out is one word - professionalism!

In comparison, the young monk who had been sitting next to him and chanting scriptures closed his eyes and was inevitably despised by the men.

What's the use of being handsome? As a monk, do you have the ability to drive away evil spirits and make money?

Can you support the temple by just being handsome?

Chen Erlang asked quietly: "Master, don't you need to prepare anything?"

Chen Budu just shook his head.

In fact, he was not prepared. In addition to teaching him a set of boxing techniques called "Tathagata's Divine Fist", Zen Master Sanzang also had a book of "True Sutra" that can be enhanced by silent reciting. He just took the time to recite it silently, and felt that the spiritual energy in his body grew a little stronger.

At this time, Dao Niang Mingyue suddenly signaled the little monk to go outside to talk.

The two of them came to the courtyard outside the outer hall. Next to the courtyard, Taoist Mingyue sent him a yellowed talisman and said in a low voice.

"Dao...Friend, I see that there is no spiritual fluctuation in your body."

The meaning of Mingyue Taoist nun is very obvious. If there is a real evil spirit in the future, ordinary people will probably find it difficult to protect themselves by relying on their strong qi and blood. This talisman is kept by him and can protect themselves at critical moments.

There are many cultivation systems in this world. There are Buddhist sects in the Buddha Kingdom in the West, the Witch Kingdom in the North, the Witch Kingdom in the East Sea, the Witch Kingdom in the South, the Gu Kingdom in the South, and the Taoist sects, Confucian sects, martial artists, and sorcerers.

According to Chen Buduopo’s poor cultivation knowledge, talismans are the unique means of the Taoist sect, and this talisman seems to be not cheap.

"Amitabha, the little monk thanks fellow Taoists here."

Mingyue whispered Chen Budu again and asked him to watch him when exorcising evil spirits. When she suppressed the evil spirits, she would be worthy of the Chen family's incense money.

Finally, Mingyue barely stood up and made a serious gesture.

"If I don't say anything, fellow Taoist try not to take action.

After all, we are friends and I don't want something wrong with you."

Chen Budu had an inexplicable addition to a Taoist nun friend, so he had to nod his head slightly, and the two of them immediately returned to the inner hall.

But for a moment, when the moon was in the middle of the sky, the blood was in full swing, and suddenly the wind blew.

"Here you come!"

The bright moon, who was closing her eyes in the inner hall, opened her eyes.

As if she was confirming what she said, the talisman paper nailed in the hall spontaneously ignited, but the faint green fire did not burn the door frame or other objects at all.
Chapter completed!