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Chapter 51 Solved?
On both sides, there are many futons, and these monks kneel on the futons, with wooden fish or scriptures placed in front of them.

And Lei Changming also had a futon left for him among the crowd.

According to the monk, he was not required to use the same posture, but Lei Changming was tortured to the point of being mentally and physically exhausted. He was counting on this ritual to expel evil spirits from his body. How dare he be disrespectful at all.

He knelt there respectfully, even more respectful than several monks.

In the middle, there is a monk with a white beard, holding a mahogany sword and talisman paper, fighting fiercely with something in the void.

If it had been seen before, Lei Changming would have thought that these were all people who defrauded him of money. Where in the world could there be any such thing as ghosts and gods.

But now there is no other explanation. Lei Changming has long convinced himself that the mobile phones of people around him will ring when he walks on the road. This makes Lei Changming feel like an electronic plague, and he can only place his hope. Today’s ritual.

It has to be said that the temple did not cut corners for such a large sum of money for the basic equipment. At least the fragrance wafting from the incense burner is quite pleasant, and it seems that it really has the power to purify the soul.

This ceremony lasted for a long time.

Dao Kong and Jing Kong are not among those who participated in this ceremony.

They belonged to receptionists and job seekers. After receiving this order, they got much more commission than the people inside. How could they have the leisure to earn that little money.

"It lasted for so long, it should be almost the same?" Dao Kong asked.

Jingkong looked at his watch, pondered for a while, and said, "It's almost there, just need to finish it off. Go over there, turn on the stereo, turn it down a little, so that he won't notice it."

It's a device to confuse people in this small temple.

Hide the high-quality stereo in the place where you can't see it in the temple, and play some sounds at the lowest volume-sometimes to praise disasters and pray to Buddha, and sometimes to exaggerate fear.

This kind of vaguely audible sound will amplify some of people's emotions, making them really feel that there is something dirty around them, or they really feel that they have heard instructions from the gods...

A small trick, but it has always worked.

Facing this guest who came to their door, they were also planning to use this kind of trick. After all, he chose the most expensive set meal, so he had to arrange everything that could be used.

Daokong plugged the power cord of the stereo into it—there was an old monk who was dying in the temple, and they were not allowed to use such tricks, but the stereo was already installed, so he would not dismantle it, so he could only ask them not to connect the power to the Pass.

This old man who doesn't know how to adapt is really a major obstacle to the development of the temple. Fortunately, he is about to die.

Dao Kong thought so.

The speakers are connected to Jingkong's laptop. Jingkong opened a certain music software and was about to choose a soothing song from his favorites to play, but these speakers rang uncontrollably by themselves.

Their sound is quite harsh.

The headroom originally only opened up the sound to a small range, but now the sound is extraordinarily loud, as if all the speakers are running at maximum power.

In order to make this sound immersive and enveloping, they installed many speakers in the temple, with branches in different places.

At this time, all the speakers are running, and the sound combined can be said to be deafening.

Lei Changming, who was in the center of the cushion, jumped up from the futon the first second the sound rang out, his whole body trembling like an electric shock, and he took two steps back.

The monks opened their eyes one after another.

They also don't know what happened.

The old monk in the middle collected his magical power and opened his eyes. The first time he looked at this very rich believer, he tried to comfort him: "Please -"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Lei Changming stumbling around and ran to the door frantically. At this moment, the wooden door of the temple was closed, and Lei Changming didn't know how to open it, so he could only lie on the door in horror. Shaking, he shouted: "Here it comes again, here it comes again...turn off the power and unplug the wire, quickly, quickly, quickly!"

Dao Kong was still standing by the power source.

He reached out, grabbed the power source, and unplugged it.

The whole temple was quiet again, and the sound of bell ringing came, distant and long, as if people's minds were purified.

Lei Changming's action of knocking on the door also stopped.

When he turned around, he saw the temple monk who had stopped just now holding a peach wood sword and looking at him quietly.

The old monk was also a little dazed at this time. Where did the ghost come from in this world? He thought that everything this person did was self-deception, which is commonly known as scaring himself.

The sound just now made him break out in a cold sweat.

However, he did not put down the wooden sword in his hand; by chance, at this time, he looked like a mysterious monk who had solved everything.

In Lei Changming's eyes, halfway through the ceremony, the voice that had troubled him for a long time reappeared; when he fled in panic, the monks had already solved the problem, so the voice stopped.

solved.

He would never hear a voice that frightened him again.

Lei Changming burst into tears.

I don't know.

The eminent monk opposite was shocked at this moment.

"You guys are really amazing!" Lei Changming was already incoherent.

Although he didn't know what was going on, the eminent monk still pretended to be calm and straightened his beard: "Congratulations to the benefactor."

Lei Changming felt that he should be getting better, but he didn't dare to be careless. Instead of leaving directly, he asked for a room in the temple and planned to live here.

With his money, of course, none of this is a problem.

The psychological shadow left by this strange incident was still there. Lei Changming deliberately asked someone to remove all the electrical equipment in the room, leaving only one lamp.

The back of his room happened to be a clear room.

At this moment, Jing Kong was fiddling with his laptop.

The speaker of this laptop was broken, and the headroom was never repaired - anyway, when playing games and watching dramas in the temple, he couldn't play the sound out and had to wear headphones. This small glitch was a big problem for him. It doesn't matter at all.

Clearance clicked into the music player, quite puzzled in his heart.

Jingkong was very concerned about the sudden loss of control of the voice just now, and was ready to figure out the reason.

I just heard Daokong say that the things here have been smoothed over, and it seems that the rich man is quite satisfied.

But Headroom can't let this happen again.

He put on his headphones, ready to listen to see if there was something wrong with the music.

Click to play.

Familiar music played.

The sound insulation of the wooden house is not good, and it seems that someone has lived in and walked around in the adjacent house.

Jingkong's attention was quickly drawn back.

A rather harsh sound came from his earphones.

(End of this chapter)