My sister was killed, and I transformed into a red suit at the beginning to demand my life...

Prajna Temple.

It rained heavily last night and the road into the temple was full of mud.

Even though it is difficult to travel, there is still an endless stream of tourists coming to worship.

The people near Jiangcheng all know it.

There are monks with profound magical powers in Prajna Temple, and even a trace of fireworks can protect their well-being.

In the Zen room, a wisp of incense swayed.

Abbot Daoxin was chanting sutras with his head lowered. There were four elders beside him, all of whom were famous monks from Prajna Temple.

The meditation room was quiet and peaceful. As the scriptures were recited, the lingering sound lingered, and the Buddhist beads in the hands of several people glowed faintly with black light.

After one hour.

Xin Kong, an elder who was over seventy years old, was the first to speak.

"Abbott, Huineng hasn't returned home for three days. I'm afraid something unexpected happened."

The elder sighed worriedly.

He had watched Hui Neng grow up, and the two of them had a close relationship. They were considered masters and disciples. When he was practicing in the temple, Hui Neng would always get some rare treasures or rare artifacts as gifts.

Regarding Huineng's actions, the elders in Prajna Temple basically acquiesced.

The Buddha only prays for people with a destiny, and the choice of a person with a destiny is within their own thoughts. Those with high status and wealth are considered as destiny people.

Huineng usually stayed out of the temple for no more than three days, and would contact them every time he went out. But this time, there was no news, not even a single message. Elder Xinkong couldn't help but feel doubtful, fearing that he would encounter something strange that he couldn't resist.

"Not urgent."

"Amitabha, wisdom has its own blessings. The Buddha protects you and protects you from all evil."

"What's more, he has a quick mind and will come back first to report when he is in danger. In addition, the name of Prajna Temple is outside, and ordinary gangsters are also afraid of him. It must be because he is nostalgic for the world."

As the manager of Prajna Temple, Abbot Tao is calm and confident, without any worries.

"That's right. Based on his Buddhist teachings, it's hard for even Li Wei to get close to him."

Being said so.

Elder Xinkong also felt much more stable.

Suddenly, a novice monk ran into the meditation room in a panic, looking panicked, pale and shouting.

"It's not good, it's not good, elder, abbot!"

See this scene.

Elder Xinkong frowned.

"What kind of behavior would it be if you were restless and restless?"

"Qing Ning, what's the matter with you?" he scolded.

Several monks with profound magical powers remained motionless.

Until the little novice monk, who was called Qingning, swallowed his saliva and said: "The tablet, the tablet of Brother Huineng is broken!"

The words fell!

The expressions of several people in the meditation room changed!

Abbot Daoxin's eyes showed surprise.

Elder Xinkong, who was closely related to Master Huineng, looked even more unbelievable.

"What did you say?"

"Huineng is dead?"

"impossible!!!"

His eyes widened and he was shocked.

I didn't even care if the beads fell to the ground. I couldn't believe that I was separated from my disciples and gods forever in just three days!

"Some time ago, he said he would go to Wu's house in Jiangcheng. There are no evil spirits there. How could he die?"

While talking.

He held the novice's shoulders.

Squeeze it painfully.

"The heart is empty, don't be impatient."

Abbot Daoxin persuaded him softly, which allowed him to calm down briefly.

The young novice showed gratitude to the abbot, and then organized his words and said: "That's it, I was cleaning the Great Willing Hall just now, and suddenly I found that Brother Huineng's spiritual tablet fell down. When I looked carefully, I suddenly found that the heart of the spiritual tablet was broken. , oozing blood continuously."

Hear this.

Several people immediately went to the Great Willing Hall.

I found out that things were exactly as the novice said.

Huineng's spiritual tablet was broken, so he must have passed away.

The spiritual tablets in this hall are all illuminated by special magic tools. Even if they are thousands of miles away, as long as the person does not die, the spiritual tablets will not break.

The situation is clear now.

Huineng was undoubtedly dead.

Died in the Wu family.

And they haven't received any news from the Wu family.

This made the monks present not angry.

"Wu family, Wu Yunfei?"

"How dare he, a resentful soul master, bully my Prajna Temple?!!"

Elder Xinkong shouted angrily.

There was a chill in his eyes that wanted to kill someone.

Only the monks of Prajna Temple bully people!

I have never heard of anyone who dared to kill the monks of their Prajna Temple!

"In this case, Xin Kong, you go to Wu's house to investigate."

"If Huineng really harmed the Wu family, Prajna Temple will make them pay the price." Abbot Daoxin said coldly.

Wu family.

For three days the door was closed and guests were thanked behind closed doors.

All the Wu family members are hiding in their homes.

The big family, which was originally bustling and noisy, was now quiet. Even the door was covered with mud and fallen leaves, and no one was cleaning it.

This scene made many ordinary people nearby feel strange.

"What happened to the Wu family?"

"I'm afraid it's not the Wu family member who passed away."

"Shh, don't talk nonsense."

"Wu Henghao can die anytime. This kind of bully should have been shot long ago!"

Many people passing by whispered about it.

The elders of the Wu family have a relatively good reputation. They often donate to welfare organizations and have also spent money to build roads.

But the reputation of the younger generation of the Wu family is completely ruined!

Especially Wu Henghao, the son of the current head of the family, Wu Siqing.

No one knows his reputation, he does all kinds of evil and bullies the people. In ancient times, he was called a bully.

at this time.

A monk in black robes stood in front of the Wu family's gate.

Behind him were dozens of monks from Prajna Temple, all of them strong and strong, standing together like a wall.

At first I was still thinking that there might be a misunderstanding, but when I looked at the closed door, my heart was made up.

"Break the door!"

Following the order from Elder Xinkong.

The Purple Zen wooden door of the Wu family was torn apart by several monks with brute force.

A few minutes later, under the terrified eyes of the entire Wu family.

Elder Xinkong found Wu Siqing, the head of the Wu family.

No one spoke.

Elder Xinkong, who was already furious, immediately released the strangeness in his body.

In an instant, the entire Wu family was enveloped in resentment, and a cold aura swept across the ground.

"Master, don't, don't, don't!"

"Misunderstanding, there is a misunderstanding, Master Huineng's death was not caused by us!"

When Wu Siqing saw this, he immediately started to sweat like rain.

He was afraid that the monk in front of him would wipe out the whole Wu family without giving him a chance to explain!

"It seems that the donor knows the poor monk's purpose of coming here."

Elder Xinkong snorted coldly.

"Needless to say, the only person who poses a threat to Huineng is Wu Yunfei."

"How to deal with this matter?"

"The poor monk will not watch Huineng go away innocently. If he doesn't give an explanation, the poor monk also has some knowledge of Buddhism."

Being threatened.

Wu Siqing couldn't give any explanation for a while.

After all, Huineng's death was closely related to them.

If Hui Neng hadn't sacrificed himself that day to hold Li Wei back, and his father Wu Yunfei had risked his life to save a few people even if he blew up the strange things in his body, they would have had no chance of escaping.

In this way, a heavy price was paid.

Among their group, only three of them, their grandfather and grandson, came back.

The strangeness in his father Wu Yunfei's body has disappeared, and time is running out.

The bloody handprint of his son Wu Henghao has not been lifted either.

He was in a coma for three days, during which he kept howling, as if he was haunted by evil spirits.

His own hair turned completely white overnight.

I coughed up blood in the middle of the night last night. I think it was Yin Qi entering my body, which greatly shortened my lifespan.

The most terrifying thing is that Li Wei!

The Wu family will never let them go!