Spiritual Recovery: The Strongest Replication System

Seeing that the situation has developed like this, even getting angry at Qin Mu can't solve the problem.

The eminent monk sighed softly, and after reciting the Buddha's name, he slowly answered Qin Mu's question, "I'm just an ordinary disciple of Baotong Temple who has no name."

Qin Mu nodded and recalled the name Baotong Temple.

He may have seen it somewhere, or heard someone mention it unintentionally, and the impression is not deep enough. Apart from knowing that he has heard of it, he can't find anything else.

Until Peng Yue clasped his hands together towards the eminent monk in a dignified way, as a greeting, and then interrupted, "Master, are you chasing Fang Ye all the way...that is, that hedgehog, came here?"

The eminent monk nodded, "He is killing people everywhere, I can't just sit idly by. It's just that his cultivation level is not enough after all, so this village... oh..."

Another Buddha's name.

"We also chased him here." Peng Yue decided to explain for Qin Mu, "There is a secret on his back, if we can't find out this secret, even if he is surrendered, someone will die .”

Things about springs, things about evil spirits.

Fang Ye must know the inside story.

After hearing what Peng Yue said, the eminent monk finally let go of this matter in his heart.

"The celestial phenomena are already in chaos. I am so anxious to get rid of him because I am afraid that the incidents of hundreds of years ago will reappear. Now it seems that the root of the celestial chaos may not be him." The eminent monk said slowly.

When Qin Mu heard this, he became curious and asked directly to the eminent monk, "What happened to the incident hundreds of years ago... and how did it get resolved?"

The eminent monk glanced at him, recited the Buddha's name, but did not respond.

Realizing that there was no answer to this question, Qin Mu didn't continue to struggle, but instead looked at the village that was still shrouded in black air.

"Master, why don't we work together to restore peace to Baishou Village?" Qin Mu sighed deeply.

This matter was originally planned by the eminent monk, and with the help of Qin Mu and Peng Yue, it would be resolved faster, so he agreed very simply.

The three parted ways, Peng Yue went to look for Huang Ya, Qin Mu was in charge of dispelling the black energy that enveloped the village, and the eminent monk was in charge of saving every dead soul he encountered.

All this was handled very slowly, and the village continued to have police coming in and out. In order not to be discovered, they were even more careful.

Huang Ya hid in the dilapidated and abandoned house on the outermost side of the village. It took Peng Yue some time to find her, and then brought her to Qin Mu.

As the black air enveloping the village dissipated, the sun's rays shone on the village again. With the joint efforts of Qin Mu and the eminent monk, all the lonely ghosts that appeared were blocked with their hands.

"Your parents..." The moment Qin Mu saw Huang Ya, he felt that what he was about to say became extremely difficult.

He simply stopped talking and just squeezed his hands.

The souls of Huang Ya's parents are still there, Qin Mu summoned them using Huang Ya's birth date, just to meet Huang Ya.

Seeing her parents who had become lonely souls exactly like herself, Huang Ya cried much more sadly than before, and there was no way to stop.

Her parents, on the other hand, were full of joy, and quickly hugged Huang Ya in their arms.

Souls can touch each other if they wish.

"Good girl, don't cry." The middle-aged woman with a lot of gray hair said comfortingly, "I found you gone this morning, and your father and I were thinking, how cold is it in Huangquan Road? leaving alone."

"Yeah, it's all right now, we can go with you, so you can rest assured." The middle-aged man with some white spots on his face also smiled and said.

Peng Yue's nose was sore, and tears rolled in her eyes.

She and Qin Mu didn't have parents, but they were still sad and moved by it.

Lifting her head and holding back the tears that were about to flow, Peng Yue glanced at Qin Mu.

It happened that Qin Mu was also looking at her, and the two of them looked at each other, and the sadness caused by this incident dissipated.

The eminent monk rescued the three members of Huang Ya's family, and confirmed that there were no new lonely ghosts in the village. He patted the dust on the monk's robe and was about to leave.

Qin Mu hurriedly said, "Master, I have many things that I don't understand, which may also be factors that affect the celestial phenomena. If Master has time next, why not come with me, go to my house for a cup of tea, and listen to what I have to say be clear."

Peng Yue also helped to persuade, "Human life is at stake, I hope the master can show you face, it can be regarded as helping us to solve our doubts."

Of course the eminent monk knew that Qin Mu said these words on purpose, but he really had no way of refusing to say such things.

I could only chant the Buddha's name and nodded in agreement.

The three of them went back and forth, talking about things related to Fang Ye intermittently.

Originally, it took only about half an hour to detour from the front of the village to the end of the village. Now that I changed the road, I still haven't been able to see the front of the village or Peng Yue's parked car.

Qin Mu kept muttering in his heart, just when the eminent monk asked another question, he thought about it while replying, and felt that it was probably because he was still talking, which caused him to miscalculate the time.

Until ten minutes later, they hadn't come to the end of the road.

Qin Mu's face changed, and Peng Yue also noticed it instantly.

"What's wrong?" Peng Yue asked Qin Mu with concern.

She was worried that Qin Mu had suffered some kind of injury during the fight with Fang Ye, or that the previous injury was a little serious and he hadn't recovered yet.

"How long have we been walking?" Qin Mu said, stopping in his tracks.

The eminent monk also stopped, recalled a little, and replied: "7 minutes left in one hour."

The eminent monks who have never gone this way didn't think there was a problem with this sentence, but Peng Yue understood what Qin Mu meant.

Before Peng Yue could speak, Qin Mu nodded and walked forward.

After walking for a few minutes, Qin Mu quietly approached the willow tree beside him.

In the blink of an eye, a streak of purple lightning emerged from his fingertips and landed on the trunk of the willow tree.

There was a small trace left behind, which no one could see except Qin Mu.

After another ten minutes, a willow tree appeared in front of my eyes again.

It's just that this willow tree is opposite to the previous position.

"Wait." Qin Mu suddenly said.

The other two stopped along with him, Qin Mu walked towards the willow tree, knelt down and searched carefully.

But for a moment, he saw the traces left by himself.

He specially drew a five-pointed star for easy identification.

Can't someone draw the same symbol on the same part of the willow like him?
With a sinking heart, Qin Mu got up and looked at the other two people, with a serious tone, "On this willow tree, there is the mark I left on another willow tree before."

"You mean..." Peng Yue hesitated.

"We met a ghost hitting the wall." Qin Mu was very sure.