Stop Chasing the Sick Boss of Quick Transmigration Raiders

Chapter 641 There is a Ghost King in the City (7)

"A group of newcomers came to the clubhouse that day. They were all young girls. Quanzi took a fancy to one of them, but he moved a little harder on the bed...and hurt that girl," the old man sighed heavily, " This kind of situation is very common in the clubhouse, and it is not a big deal, Quan Zi gave the girl a lot of money, and the matter was suppressed."

"But not long after, that girl died suddenly and inexplicably! The reason given by the club was that she was not able to survive her serious injuries."

"And the strangest thing is that since the girl died, the dog has been entangled in dirty things."

Wen Xiao frowned, and asked, "What about the specific performance?"

"At the beginning, I had nightmares all night long, dreaming of the girl's tragic death, dreaming that she came to seek revenge on me, and later, the whole person began to fall asleep, lying in bed for half a day, No matter how much he screamed, he couldn't wake him up," the old man said with a worried expression, "The result of the hospital examination is that he is in good health without any abnormalities."

"Besides these, are there any other abnormalities?"

"Oh, by the way, he always mutters to himself, saying that this is his retribution, that someone has come to find him, etc..."

Wen Xiao pondered for a while and asked, "How long has it been going on? Where is he now?"

"This situation has been going on for half a month. I was worried that this situation would continue to deteriorate, so I sent him to an ordinary Buddhist temple, which is only an hour's drive from here."

"Then let's go and have a look now." Wen Xiao took out a glowing white stone and a mahogany sword from his bag, "Put this stone on your body to prevent evil spirits from entering your body."

The old man took it and put it carefully in his breast pocket.

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When the two arrived at the gate of the Buddhist temple, the abbot was standing at the gate waiting to welcome them.

"In the blink of an eye, Xiaoxiao has grown up so much," the bald old grandfather looked at Wen Xiao kindly, "Your old stubborn master has already greeted me, if you have anything to arrange, just send someone here Just tell me."

The grandfather monk in front of him is an old friend of Master, and one of the few inheritors of orthodox Buddhism in the world.

At least within a few hundred miles, there is no monk with a deeper practice than him.

He just didn't know why, but he didn't help the family.

Wen Xiao politely greeted Grandpa Monk, then got up and walked to the meditation room of the rich son.

Wen Xiao noticed something was wrong when he was still ten meters away from the meditation room.

There is a ghostly aura around, and it is very strong, it seems that it has been lingering for many days, but because of the fear of the ubiquitous Buddha's aura in this Buddhist temple, I reluctantly huddle near this meditation room and dare not go out.

The old man did not have such a clear feeling as Wen Xiao, but his biological instinct still made his hairs stand on end, and his body shivered slightly.

"You stay here, don't go in." Wen Xiao took out the mahogany sword, took out many charms from his pocket, and looked in the direction of the meditation room with a vigilant expression.

She first placed town house talismans at every key position around the house, and when the ghost energy started to agitate due to the threat, she held the sword and pushed open the door of the meditation room.

A tall man was lying lifelessly on the bed, his face was so pale that he hardly looked like a living person.

　good evening

　　
　
(End of this chapter)