Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

The night is like ink, and the breeze blows a trace of water vapor. It seems that it will rain again!

Chapter 296 No, this is a crossover!

"The dojo is successful, the relief will be completed, the vegetarian is pious, and the incense is set up to worship."

His mother and elder brother took the grass incense handed by a monk in flashy clothes with both hands, and inserted it into the incense burner with tears.

Immediately afterwards, the monk grabbed a handful of paper money and threw it in the air, chanting:

"Everyone in the sea under the altar, all raise the holy name

The sea of ​​bitterness is torrential and self-inflicted, charming and unconscious. If the world does not recite Amitabha, it is useless to walk in the world.

Watching the mountains up close is colorful, listening carefully to the water is silent, the flowers are still there after spring is gone, and the birds are not surprised when people come.

In the mid-autumn month of August, wild geese fly south, with one roar and one mournful, the wild geese will return one day, the dead souls will not return"

This is what Wang Xuebin saw when he came with the incense burner in his arms and the money for the incense talisman!

"Hey, Brother Bin, is this an eminent Buddhist monk? Are you traveling with me?"

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin shook his head helplessly as he looked at the magic weapon that had no mysterious light at all.

"It can't be regarded as a peer. This person should have said that cross talk doesn't make money, so he changed his career to cross-border!"

"Cross talk? What kind of spell is it? Buddhist?"

Wei Tsai didn't understand what Wang Xuebin said when he heard it.

"Cross talk is similar to stand-up comedy, an art form in the north, not a genre of magic!"

Hearing this explanation, Forensic Chen was extremely surprised. Looking at this decent altar, he asked curiously:

"Stand-up comedy? Can comedians also do supernatural?"

Wang Xuebin smacked his lips when he heard the words, shook his head and said:

"This thing is so hungry, it can do anything! But if it works or not, it's up to you!"

In the early years of the folk, for the common people, the two religions of Buddhism and Taoism were never so clearly distinguished.

Because for ordinary people, they don't care whether you are a Buddha or a Sanqing, you are a god anyway, and you always ask for what works.

They don't know what sect or doctrine, as long as they can bless themselves to be promoted and get rich, and have many children and grandchildren, they are all good gods!

Therefore, there will be such a scene of the four shed scriptures of monks and Taoists.

Monks, Taoist priests, lamas, nuns, four kinds of monks each have an altar, and together they will do errands for the host family and do transcendence!

But after the founding of New China, this phenomenon gradually disappeared. One is that there are no such big families, and the other is also the influence of breaking the four olds.

Therefore, this kind of folk custom can only be found in comedy arts such as cross talk.

Now, looking at this chanting master wearing a crown of five Buddhas on his head and a beautiful cassock, and listening to the correct pronunciation of the words, it is obvious that this is the colleague of the little black fat man who has crossed over to grab business!

"Brother Bin, what should we do then!"

When encountering such a thing, Wang Xuebin also felt a little tricky.

My family found a master by myself, and the daily affairs are done well, but you, a stranger, ran up to the door, licking your face and wanting to have a kick, isn't it just looking for scolding!

People don't know which one is real and which one is fake, they just think you're here to find trouble!

"Hey! Come on, come back later, have you found the other people who play psychic games, go save the living first!"

After he completed the transcendence for that rubbish yesterday, he thought that Chu Renmei, who had seen what he was capable of, would be a little apprehensive and calm down a little.

But I didn't expect that this Chu Renmei not only didn't stop, but instead got up, and killed a person that night.

If this is not stopped, when Chu Renmei regains the strength of a hundred years ago, I don't know what troubles will arise.

"Give me the address, and you guys go ahead and check the details of that gym first. If there are so many big guys in a case, the gym can't get away with it!"

Lin sir nodded when he heard the words, handed over the address he found to Wang Xuebin, and said with concern

"Okay Brother Bin, we will check carefully, and you should be more careful!"

Wang Xuebin waved his hands when he heard the words, but without saying anything, he put the incense burner and the magic weapon back in his car, and drove away.

"Chen Fayi, where are you going? Do you want me to take you?"

Hearing Sir Lin's courteous words, Forensic Doctor Chen shook his head, ignored him, turned around and hailed a taxi, and left.

There were only two live treasures left, looking at each other with big eyes and small eyes, with a bored expression on their faces.

"Lin sir, what shall we do next?"

"What are you doing? Of course I'm going home to sleep!"

"Didn't you say you want to check the gym?"

"Hey, today is Monday, who will go to the gym in the early morning, of course after get off work! Crazy line!"

"Hey, I'm warning you, if you call me crazy again, I'll lose my face!"

"Okay, crazy line, no problem, crazy line"

"Hey"

"Xiao Ming, your sister told me today that the report on the bottle of corpse oil has been released, and it is likely to be human!"

In an office, Mao Mao looked at Xiao Ming who was frightened in front of him, and said slowly:

"But the police couldn't investigate the source of the corpse oil, and the way I thought of was to ask the ghost!"

"Ask a ghost?"

Hearing Mao Mao's words, Xiao Ming was almost scared to death.

Mao Fa's original name was Wu Zhenyu, and he was a professor of psychology. Because he had seen Taoist priests catch ghosts when he was young, he was very obsessed with occultism.

In another interview, he met Xiao Ming's sister Cissy, and since then, he has fallen in love with this gentle and quiet girl.

However, because the girl already had a boyfriend and was even ready to get married, this hair suppressed her love for Cissy in her heart.

A few days ago, Mao Mao was doing his research on occultism, and received a call from Cissy, saying that his younger brother was playing a game of tricking ghosts, saw a ghost, and wanted him to help with psychological counseling.

He adores cissy and is interested in occult science. With the combination of the two, Mao Mao agreed without hesitation.