There is a Taoist temple in the idol family

Not only Ao Yingxue felt terrified, but the majority of Internet users also felt terrified.

When they got used to Gu Yi bombarding their field of vision with highly edited photos that his mother wouldn't recognize all day long, suddenly a bunch of pure natural and highly polluted evil photos came without warning, and they were really scared to death.

"My god, is Gu Yi disfigured and asked the police to arrest him? The whole night is so scary?!"

"Is there blood on his face? Let me go, was he hit by a flower pot or was he put in a sack?"

"Acting, in order to wash away the label of bad acting, deliberately find another way to do this?"

"It's crazy, it's really crazy, many people recorded videos and took pictures at the scene!"

Gu Yi, who usually doesn't get any unfavorable news, the video of hitting evil is flying all over the place, and it can't be deleted.

Netizens click on any of them, and they can hear him shouting at the top of their lungs: "I killed someone, I really did, uncle policeman, catch me, if you don't catch me, I'll just lie here! I'm Gu Yi , I am a star, I guarantee with my personality, I killed a man!"

police?uncle?

Those who have watched the video are stunned. Gu Yi is so old that he has not forgotten to pretend to be tender when he is caught by the police.

The policeman didn't seem to believe it. He still knew how to use his own personality as a guarantee. His logic was clear and well-founded, and he didn't mean to be crazy at all.

But if he wasn't crazy, why would his clothes be wrinkled and his face bloody.

Through all kinds of mobile phone screens, one can feel the temperament of a haggard middle-aged man who has lost his soul.

Netizens are puzzled, but it's not a big deal to watch the excitement.

The major forums on the Internet launched a concentrated discussion, and the big bosses and elites worked together, and finally came to the most likely conclusion——

This is probably the retribution for offending Ou Zhiming.

At the beginning, Gu Yi's draft of 100 million yuan trampled Ou Zhiming to the heart's content.

From that day on, everyone was waiting for Gu Yi's karma.

After all, such an arrogant, intelligent star who dared to dance back and forth in front of Ouhuang is really rare.

Not for the sake of Ou Zhiming's face, but for their 30 yuan movie ticket for a bad movie, they should take revenge politely, and wait for Gu Yi to be punished.

Unexpectedly, I really waited for it!

"I just said that there is nothing wrong with being rich, and I insisted on jumping repeatedly in front of Ou Zhiming."

"If you don't believe in evil and believe in Buddha, what about the Seventh Buddha? What about Quanzong Entertainment? What about the agent? Didn't Gu Yi claim to have an 800 million marketing account before? How can he be so popular?"

"All the 800 million marketing accounts have shut up, and the ones laughing this time are all marketing accounts other than 800 million."

Gu Yi is worthy of being a man who dominates the entertainment industry, not to mention that the online crowd who don't know the truth are discussing him, even the sisters in the fan circle are dumbfounded.

"What's wrong with Gu Yi? Did any bandits come out and tell us?"

"Hey, when I first saw it, I thought it was Reuters that my brother was filming. We don't know what happened. It's so ugly, everyone in the group is ugly and crazy."

Gu Yi went crazy, and the Patriotic Party followed suit.

After they fell in love with Gu Yi, they always enjoyed the top treatment that was always in the hot search, and the marketing account boasted wildly, overwhelming the crowd.

Although it is common to be scolded and ridiculed, the Internet is full of beautiful photos.

Now, a search on the Internet is full of ugly photos with dark, bloody cheeks, thin cheekbones, and protruding eyes.

Fans who are used to intensive training, when have they suffered this kind of grievance.

There are pictures, videos, and the voice of an uncle who is hoarse, which instantly shattered the little princess' dream of chasing stars.

what?

Even if they are blind, please ask the stars to manage their image consciously, and don't make it so ugly, okay!

Both the official fan group and the private fan group exploded into a pile of fireworks.

Bad movies failed to drive people away, the most authentic passer-by videos drove away a large number of fans of Yan, mother and career.

When the chaos rages on, administrators send small papers.

Various exclamation marks and question marks were interspersed with condemnation, and the long speech said: "This is not my brother at all, this is the person hired by the opposite family! My brother is already miserable, isn't it cold for you to make such a fuss now?"

Some people actually agreed: "You have no conscience, you don't love your brother, you fell into the trick of your opponent, and I was abused."

Infatuation is always short-lived, and most people can't share weal and woe.

Is this abuse fans?

It's like throwing powder into a cement mixer to crush it!High-power filters and beauty illusions are not left behind!

As a result, the bandits with broken beauty filters went down the mountain to become good, and joined the masses to eat melons.

Nowadays, people of all attributes across the country want to know: what happened to Gu Yi?

Gu Yi, whose face was covered in blood, was finally taken out of the police station by his agent.

The first thing is to see the Seventh Buddha.

In the Buddhist hall with soft light, Gu Yi wiped off the traces of embarrassment on his face, and curled up on the ground in thin clothes.

He was tightly bound and his eyes were closed.

Surrounded by Buddhist scriptures written by the Seventh Buddha.

It doesn't work if you don't tie it up, Gu Yi's behavior is completely out of the control of reason.

When the manager found out that the first thing he did when he got the phone was to edit Weibo, planning to say that he pushed Zhang Minzhe down the stairs, harmed Jiang Shasha, and colluded with Quanzong Entertainment to control public opinion and other things, only then did he realize that the situation was serious.

While listening to his manager's retelling, Quan Zongwei looked at the "blood stain" wiped off by Gu Yi.

"It's cinnabar." He looked at Gu Yi with a solemn expression, "He must have been enchanted by Taoist magic."

"Then what can we do!" The manager is not afraid of magic tricks, what he is afraid of is that Gu Yi will ruin his image, "He still has two movies to be released on him, and the endorsements are both in the contract period. After the incident with Zhang Minzhe last time, we have already A lot of money was spent to suppress the news!"

The star image represents various interests.

Quan Zong Entertainment signed Gu Yi, of course, not to make others look ugly and bad at acting, but because it is easy to control its own heat.

Regarding money matters, Quan Zongwei has always been cautious.

He thought for a while and said, "Send the draft and delete the video. Just say that he is practicing acting for the new play."

"Can't you say that that lunatic is not Gu Yi?"

Quan Zongwei stared fiercely, "Gu Yi's ID card information is all in the police station, if you dare not be me, the police station will refute the rumors and announce: Gu!"

The agent didn't expect this, and was sweating profusely, so he hurriedly arranged.

With the arrangement, the marketing account was activated immediately.

All the soft articles boasting about Gu Yi's dedication were published, and the money paid for deletion of posts by major forums was spent.

It was only for one night, and Quanzong Entertainment wanted to repeat the old tricks and come up with a life amnesia practice.

However, the situation last night was too horrifying and terrifying, and those who saw it were deeply impressed.

If everyone hadn't sent tens of thousands of dollars, they would never forget it.

On the contrary, I feel more and more evil.

"Come here, Gu Yi came with his marketing account, so did you really hit the devil last night?"

"I said that the European Emperor's metaphysics is inviolable. Sure enough, the later the thunder explodes, the more powerful it will be."

"It's a pity that the effect of slamming evil is too short. Can Ouhuang give another delay buff? I don't like it yet."

Up to now, everyone has witnessed Gu Yi's true record of running into evil with their own eyes, no matter how the marketing account is cleaned up, it has nothing to do with them.

Most people who eat melons don't care about the follow-up at all after eating real melons.

Anyway, Gu Yi is rich and can cheat fans back with contradictory marketing numbers, so he will continue to cheat.

Gua Min doesn't care.

Everyone thought that this matter ended perfectly with Gu Yi's acting skills as a marketing trumpet.

Who knows, that night, another new development exploded.

Jiang Shasha's assistant, who was scolded into autism by the marketing account, sent a text message with a coded mobile phone number.

"Hello, I'm Gu Yi. Actually, I want to say sorry to you. I deliberately made Jiang Shasha allergic before, and asked the marketing account to pass the responsibility to you. Now I feel very guilty. I have 6000 million in the bank, and I have three sets Real estate, I want to make up for the loss of you and Jiang Shasha as much as possible. But I was locked up by the Seventh Buddha, and I need someone to rescue me. I hope you can help me call the police. Because I called the police and they didn’t believe it! The phone is my Hidden quietly, don't call me directly! My address of the Seventh Buddha Guan is xxxxxx. After you rescued me, I will come to the door to apologize directly. You can beat me, scold me, ask for money or a room!"

The screenshot was quickly forwarded by everyone and spread everywhere.

They are as full of question marks as their assistants, and feel that liars are out of step with the times.

I, Qin Shihuang, play money?

——The imprisoned version of Gu Yi?

The Internet regards Gu Yi's help text message as a scammer's new trick.

However, Quan Zongwei, who saw the news from Weibo, was almost blown away.

Although the manager warned Gu Yi not to post on Weibo, who knew that Gu Yi would be so bold!Contacted the victim's assistant directly, and was hanged out by the assistant as a liar!

He immediately opened the locked door, and saw Gu Yi hiding something under the pillow in a panic.

"Hand over your phone!"

Gu Yi's face was pale, and his acting skills had reached the pinnacle of his life, "What, what phone?"

Quan Zongwei was so angry that he went up and threw away his pillow!

The screen of the mobile phone pressed under the pillow was still on, and it was Gu Yi's Weibo interface!

Quan Zongwei picked up the phone and glanced at the Weibo message sent by Gu Yigang, and deleted it decisively.

He was furious, his eyes were burning, he stared at Gu Yi who was shivering, and shouted: "What the hell are you trying to do?!"

For a celebrity with such attention as Gu Yi, even if the Weibo post is deleted within seconds, tens of thousands of people will see the Weibo content.

Whether it's fans, partners, or passers-by watching jokes.

As long as I saw that Weibo that was deleted in seconds, I would feel that Gu Yi was crazy.

Because, that Weibo is so similar to Qin Shihuang's money transfer.

He said: "Hi everyone, I'm Gu Yi. I'm very sorry that I failed everyone's love and trust. I'm here to say sorry to everyone. In fact, I did a lot of wrong things, and now I think about it. A small conflict pushed Zhang Minzhe down the stairs, causing Zhang Minzhe to still not wake up. I deliberately gave Jiang Shasha snacks containing seafood, which led Jiang Shasha to the hospital for emergency treatment. I also intentionally hurt many friends and strangers. Although these things are not Killing people, but I feel that I am no different from killing people. If I can, I hope to make up for everyone's losses. The help text message I sent to my assistant before is true. I am locked in xxxxxx. Please save me and let me I have a chance to go out alive to make up for my mistakes!"

The microblog was deleted in seconds and spread all over the Internet.

Even people who don't like or trust it will feel that the content is too fake and impossible. Is it a p-picture?

However, there will always be people who record the screen casually, throwing out evidence that it was posted by Gu Yi himself, and it was deleted soon after.

The amount of information is too much, and the melon people become a basket of watermelons.

From Gu Yi yelling at himself to kill someone, to the text message Jiang Shasha's assistant received, everything was so unbelievable that normal people would not believe it.

"My goodness!"

The crowd made a confused voice, "Did a liar steal Gu Yi's account, or did Gu Yi really do these things?!"

Gu Yi's situation was hotly discussed on the Internet, and some people even began to encourage the Aiyi Party to call the police quickly, saying that your brother was locked up by the Seventh Buddha, and rescue him quickly.

The address is clear and the appeal is clear.

All of a sudden, the authenticity of Gu Yimiao's deletion of Weibo was discussed everywhere.

Passers-by still have impressions of Jiang Shasha's allergy rescue.

After all, the marketing account condemned the assistant overwhelmingly, and they wondered, is it the star Jingui or the allergy is really serious?

However, the matter of Zhang Minzhe rolling down the stairs was all due to popular science by angry fans of the Zhang family, and passers-by discovered how terrible rolling down the stairs is.

Zhang Minzhe hasn't woken up yet, and is already in a vegetative state.

The masses don't understand the seriousness of allergy rescue, but they understand vegetative people.

This is not some TV romantic setting, when a young man declares a vegetable, it hits the family like white hair and black hair.

Because, such a state gives people hope, but also makes people despair.

Every day I look forward to the patient waking up, and every day I can only numbly accept the fact that the patient is still not awake.

Also have to pay to maintain hospital expenses.

The onlookers, who were still in the mood of eating melons and watching movies and enjoying themselves before, found Gu Yi's face even more odious after learning about Zhang Minzhe's current situation.

"If what he said is true... Gu Yi should die!"

The Internet has changed from watching the excitement to condemning Gu Yi.

Although Weibo was deleted in seconds, a large number of passers-by and fans gathered below, asking Gu Yi to come out and give an explanation.

But after deleting Weibo, Gu Yi remained silent, as if, as he himself said, he was imprisoned by the Seventh Buddha, and he finally borrowed his mobile phone to ask for help.

"Call the police."

"Whether it's Gu Yi's fan or Zhang Minzhe's Jiang Shasha's fan, call the police!"

"No one was killed before, if we don't call the police, we may really die!"

Gu Yi got his wish and became popular all over the country, no matter which circles people are paying attention to his drama of conscience discovery.

Ruo Cang looked at the information circulating on the Internet, and only felt that Zhang Minzhe was innocent.

Now that Gu Yi said that there was a small conflict, it must be just a small conflict.

But because of this little conflict, Zhang Minzhe was lying in the hospital uncertain of life or death.

From the various messages sent by the fans, he can easily see that Zhang Minzhe is a good person.

It is the greatest misfortune in the world for good people to suffer disastrous results because of bad people's evil deeds.

Ruocang was in a low mood, no matter whether the Seventh Buddha's act of imprisoning Gu Yi would kill someone or not, it would be difficult for him to have any sympathy for Gu Yi.

"are you free tomorrow?"

Ou Zhiming hung up the phone and said hesitantly: "I contacted the people from Zhang Minzhe's company and asked for the address of the hospital. If you are free... come with me to have a look?"

Ou Zhiming and Zhang Minzhe only have a cooperative relationship in one play.

He played the first male role, and Zhang Minzhe was the male n number.

But from the few scenes of their short confrontation, Ou Zhiming can also feel Zhang Minzhe's talent.

"He is not young anymore, but his acting skills are very good."

Ou Zhiming was very impressed with people with good acting skills, "At the time I thought he was acting in his true colors, but then I changed careers and stayed at home watching movies and online dramas, and found that the roles he played were very changeable."

Some actors rely on a routine classic image for a lifetime.

Some actors are recognized by directors by virtue of their changing screen images.

The first way can gain many viewers and fans who like classic images, but Ou Zhiming thinks that the second way is the actor he likes.

"I actually thought about inviting Zhang Minzhe to act in a movie."

Ou Zhiming always has more plans than actions, "It's a pity that his schedule conflicts. Now that I think about it...it's really a pity."

It's a pity that an excellent actor failed to be liked by the public, but because of Gu Yi who did many evils, he was lamented by the public.

There was a touch of sadness hidden in Ou Zhiming's words.

The image of a young and talented actor appeared in front of Ruo Cang.

The Zhang Minzhe in the online photos is not a handsome face.

Because his roles are fragmented and scattered, spanning the fields of villains, good guys, and villains, so that the characters are more famous than himself and have very few fans.

Ruo Cang and Ou Zhiming's planned review of movies and TV series turned into a review of Zhang Minzhe's works.

Even though Zhang Minzhe has few fans, the fans have cut out a collection of various characters for him, trying to sell the shining points of this outstanding actor to passers-by.

Those different characters on the screen are performed very vividly by Zhang Minzhe's superb acting skills.

The characters he plays are real people in life, and they can instantly arouse the audience's emotion for similar characters.

So much so that when Ruo Cang arrived at the hospital and saw the person lying on the hospital bed, he couldn't believe that it was Zhang Minzhe.

His skin was pale, his breathing was weak, and his hair was cut very short.

The eyes, which can express various screen images, are gently closed, as if they are just falling asleep.

What makes Ruo Cang even more unbelievable is that Zhang Minzhe's fate is gloomy and cold, and he can't see the current situation and the future.

It seemed...something cut off his luck.

The person has been lying down for several months, and the family members have long since calmed down.

Zhang Minzhe's mother sighed, "The doctor said that there is still a high probability that he can wake up. Because all the indexes are stable, and the brain waves are also normal. When we talk to him occasionally, the electrocardiogram will beat a little faster."

Everything shows that Zhang Minzhe has a sense of the outside world.

It just hurt somewhere in the brain, making it impossible to wake up normally.

The wonders of the human brain have not yet been completely unraveled, and the hospital also sorted out Zhang Minzhe's situation to help them seek more expert diagnoses.

Vegetative people are awake and can only rely on the patient to recover by himself.

Even though the hope is slim, Zhang Minzhe's mother is still optimistic, chatting slowly with Ou Zhiming about the expert's guess.

Ou Zhiming listened patiently, but found that Ruo Cang was silent, frowning and staring at Zhang Minzhe.

"Ruo Cang, what's the problem?"

Ruocang came back to his senses, glanced at Ou Zhiming, and suddenly said solemnly to Zhang Minzhe's mother: "Auntie, I want to talk to Zhang Minzhe, is that okay?"

His mother looked surprised, "Yes, of course."

She thought it was just a formality chat with colleagues to encourage her son to get better soon.

Who knows, Ruocang opened his mouth and shouted: "Zhang Minzhe? You can hear us, then call for help in your heart."

Mom Zhang:? !

What he said was so abrupt that it went beyond what my aunt had imagined.

"What help?"

Auntie looked dazed and surprised, but Ruo Cang kept her eyes on Zhang Minzhe and didn't answer her.

Sure enough, after he finished speaking, Zhang Minzhe's dispirited luck shone a little bit of light, and the burning desire to ask for help, even if it was cut off strangely, was enough for Ruo Cang to see clearly.

At the same time, Zhang Minzhe's electrocardiogram beat extremely fast.

Auntie was surprised at what Ruo Cang said just now, but now she cried out in fright, "That's it, sometimes when he listens to us talk, his heart beats very fast!"

Ruocang said softly, "Because he can hear, he is conscious."

At that moment, Zhang Minzhe tried his best and shouted "Help" with his soul, shaking his whole heart.

The living soul is trapped in the body by something, and the pain of being unable to move, Ruo Cang can feel all the pain from his luck even if it is separated by a distance.

"Auntie, I want to touch his hand."

"Touch! Touch!" Auntie couldn't help the panic on her face, but also couldn't suppress the joy, and quickly took out Zhang Minzhe's hand hidden in the quilt.

She had lived through so many hopes and disappointments for months.

At this time, Ruo Cang said that Zhang Minzhe could hear it, and also said that he wanted to touch his hand, the aunt couldn't help raising a little expectation.

Ruo Cang didn't need to explain, let alone persuade.

Auntie took the initiative to move away from the seat beside the bed, and looked at Ruo Cang, as if she was looking at an expert in the treatment of vegetative brain nerves.

And Ruo Cang's gaze was fixed on Zhang Minzhe's swollen hand.

The arm of the patient who was kept alive by continuous infusion had already turned a cold gray with light spots.

He felt a familiar aura emanating from Zhang Minzhe's body.

It was colder than dead air, exactly the same weirdness as Zhang Minzhe's truncated air.

Ruo Cang just stretched out his hand to hold Zhang Minzhe's forearm, and immediately retracted as if he was electrocuted again!

"What's wrong?" Seeing him like this, Ou Zhiming immediately asked nervously.

Ruo Cang didn't return, he frowned and kept relaxing when he touched Zhang Minzhe's palm just now.

gross.

The disgusting touch of the cold and wet touch made him almost lose control of his strength, and he wanted to make a move on Zhang Minzhe.

Fortunately, Ruo Cang suppressed his impulse rationally.

He stared at Zhang Minzhe's arm with disgust, and instantly cleared his mind.

He had felt such a touch before.

When he shook hands with the Seventh Buddha for the first time, Ruo Cang was so disgusted that he had a conditioned reflex and shook the hand bone of the Seventh Buddha so painfully!

Now, Zhang Minzhe has the disgusting aura of the Seventh Buddha on his body.

Ruo Cang immediately became suspicious.

It is suspected that this sleepy patient was disturbed by some kind of special Buddhist technique to maintain this state.

Unfortunately, this is just a guess.

If Zhang Minzhe does many evils, he can definitely make a talisman to drive away all the dark and evil spirits on Zhang Minzhe, making Zhang Minzhe as white as white paper.

But Zhang Minzhe is a good person, Ruocang can't attack him in the same way he deals with evil people.

Ruocang did not expect that the strong effect of his own writing of talismans would also become a problem for him in the rivers and lakes.

Under Ou Zhiming's gaze, under Zhang Minzhe's mother's panic, Ruocang finally frowned and said, "Auntie, I have a way that might help Zhang Minzhe...if you agree."

Hearing this sentence, the aunt's eyes lit up.

She didn't know Ou Zhiming and Ruo Cang, but as long as Zhang Minzhe might wake up, she would not hesitate at all.

"I agree, as long as you have a way, I agree with everything!"

Ruo Cang heaved a sigh of relief, but he couldn't get rid of the aversion to the cold and damp atmosphere in his heart.

He frowned and said in great pain: "Then please, believe in Buddha for a while."

Aunt:?

Ou Zhiming doesn't like monks because monks are bald.

Ruocang didn't like it either, because the monk was long-winded.

However, serious Buddhists definitely know more about the Seventh Buddha than Ruocang, a Taoist.

They drove away from the hospital, hurried to Yunxia Temple, and decided to ask the eminent monk to visit.

Ou Zhiming understood the cause and effect, but still felt something was wrong, "Can Huimi solve the spell of the Seventh Buddha?"

"I'm not sure Huimi has a solution, but there's nothing wrong with asking." Ruocang faced him, always honestly confessing, "It's just that the cold aura on his body is too strong, I'm afraid that if I do something, Zhang Minzhe may It's no longer Zhang Minzhe, but Xu Minzhe, Gu Minzhe."

Ou Zhiming has seen Ruo Cang hit hard twice, once when Xu Manhui turned his back on evil, and once when Gu Yi hit evil.

Ruo Cang personally exorcised people who had exorcised evil spirits, except for him, it seemed that everyone became...pure and flawless.

Every human being has a dark side.

Some dark thoughts hidden behind the light have created complex and changeable human nature.

Zhang Minzhe can easily perform various roles, he will not be a pure and innocent actor.

If Ruocang turned him into Xu Manhui and Gu Yi, Ou Zhiming would inevitably feel a little bit of regret.

However, Ou Zhiming suddenly thought of someone who was not afraid of death.

"Where's Fang Zhongshan?"

Ou Zhiming tried to give an example, "Fang Zhongshan was bewitched by an evil spirit at that time, and your talisman directly dispelled his evil spirit, and he hasn't changed at all."

It's still like this mad bees, waves and butterflies.

Ruocang never took jobs lightly, he explained seriously: "I haven't personally seen the specific situation of Fang Zhongshan's evil possession, so I can't compare him with Zhang Minzhe. And..."

He looked Ou Zhiming up and down, and said meaningfully: "I suspect that I wasn't the one who exorcised him."

Ou Zhiming:?

Ou Zhiming looked surprised, "Could it be me who drove him?"

Ruo Cang was successfully dispelled by Ou Zhiming's dazed expression because of the nausea and filth caused by the Seventh Buddha.

"Yes, you did it." Ruo Cang smiled, and his mood improved, "So I say you are very useful."

Ou Zhiming, who inexplicably received Ruocang's praise, felt extremely complicated.

Although it was a compliment, his easy-to-use method was too strange to be happy.

However, Ruocang's mood improved a bit, so Ou Zhiming could forget about it.

After he touched Zhang Minzhe just now, the solemn and irritable expression continued to be written on his face. Ou Zhiming could feel the seriousness of Zhang Minzhe's condition, and he could even feel Ruocang's depressed mood.

Ruo Cang can see the luck of people, and Ou Zhiming has been with him for a long time, and it seems that he can also see the luck of Ruo Cang.

For example, now, his eyes are bright, the corners of his mouth are smiling, and he said: "When we solve Zhang Minzhe's problem, I will go back and watch the movies and TV series of your childhood, and study carefully what's going on with you."

"Well, good." Ou Zhiming smiled and agreed with gentle eyes.

Although he doesn't like recalling his childhood very much, if Cang wants to see it, he will accompany him.

Yunxia Temple is a famous temple in the city, and its incense is flourishing.

They parked their cars in the parking lot far away, and when they looked up, everyone was there.

"...Why is it not a holiday, there are so many tourists."

Ou Zhiming frowned, like a social-phobic old man.

"It's not tourists." Ruo Cang looked at the luck of many people with a faint Buddha light, "They are all devout members of Yunxia Temple."

In Ruo Cang's eyes, it is very easy to distinguish between believers and ordinary tourists.

Those believers who have been tainted with Buddha's light and soaked in Buddhist scriptures and Dharma for a long time have much more gentle luck than ordinary tourists.

People who believe in goodness and do good deeds, whether they believe in Buddhism or believe in Buddhism, Ruo Cang feels kind.

On such a gentle and peaceful occasion, he found the long-lost cleanliness and tranquility.

He and Ou Zhiming followed the crowd into Yunxia Temple step by step.

Ruo Cang kept observing the surroundings, and finally saw a monk wearing a monk's robe.

He went up the stairs, chased after him, and asked, "Master, I would like to meet a monk who has placed an order with you. His name is Hui Mi."

The monk looked puzzled, "Is this your first time here?"

Ruo Cang replied confusedly: "It is indeed the first time here."

The monk sang the Buddha's name and said, "Master Huimi is in the lecture hall, you can go there by yourself."

The lecture hall of Yunxia Temple is open to the public at fixed times.

When Ruocang and Ou Zhiming arrived there, they looked up and saw Huimi wearing a red cassock, sitting upright on the hall, concentrating on preaching scriptures to the believers.

Ruo Cang's impression of Hui Mi is that he can't stop talking.

He didn't expect that Hui Mi's eloquence was honed from daily experience.

There are dozens of believers sitting in the lecture hall, and scriptures are placed in front of everyone.

Huimi not only recites the scriptures, but also explains the origin of the scriptures and the meaning of the exhortations. Compared with the daily morning and evening classes of the monks, he is more like a teacher, tirelessly teaching the believers to do good.

Ruo Cang stood outside the hall and listened for a while, only to feel that there was a Buddha in Hui Mi's heart.

The more he talked, the clearer his luck became.

Even the believers in the lecture hall, even the slightest gloomy aura disappeared.

Ruocang is used to using hands, while Huimi specializes in talking.

Huimi can be regarded as a master of gentlemen who can dispel the haze in people's hearts by lecturing scriptures.

"Let's...let's find the host first."

Ruo Cang felt that this lecture would not end in a while, and it was too overbearing to interrupt rashly.

So, they changed their target, found another monk, and led them to meet the abbot.

The host of Yunxia Temple is Master Jingyun, who is nearly fifty years old.

He is wearing reading glasses and looking at a calligraphy and painting.

When the disciple informed Ou Zhiming and Ruocang of their visit, Master Jingyun immediately put down his calligraphy and painting, took off his glasses and walked over.

"Ou Zhi's name is Mr. Ou?"

He confirmed that it was normal, looked at Ou Zhiming, and smiled after a while, "Director Lin Qingye often tells me about you, it seems that you are all right now."

Ou Zhiming's master, Lin Qingye, is a believer in Taoism and Buddhism.

Before Mr. Du enlightened "Zhuang Zhou's Dream of Butterflies", Lin Qingye was a devout believer in Yunxia Temple. Even after he became a Taoist, he had a close relationship with Master Jingyun.

Ou Zhiming didn't know what serious problem he was talking about, it was probably some car accident or man-made accident that Lin Qingye had talked about.

So, Ou Zhiming replied with a smile: "Thank you for your concern, Master, I'm fine now. But I came with Ruo Cang because of another friend."

"Ruo Cang?" Apparently Master Jingyun was more concerned about the situation of the person in front of him, "Is this Ruocang?"

Ruo Cang blinked, feeling that Master Jingyun had a strange attitude, as if he knew him.

"Master has heard of me?"

Master Jingyun looked at Ruocang carefully, and sighed: "I heard about it from Hui Mi. He had a little misunderstanding with the benefactor Ruo, and the poor monk apologizes for him here."

The master clasped his hands together, and Ruo Cang hurriedly returned the salute.

Master Jingyun presided over Yunxia Temple, already a body of great compassion and great compassion, suddenly apologized for his fellow disciples, Ruocang really couldn't bear it.

What happened in the studio was completely a misunderstanding caused by the moonlight being too bright.

There are more urgent matters in front of me, so there is no need to waste time.

Ruocang was more direct, and immediately said after returning the gift: "Master, we are here this time, mainly to ask if you have any way to undo the evil magic of the Seventh Buddha?"

"The Seventh Buddha?" Master Jingyun asked with a solemn face, "Are you talking about the Seventh Buddha Ami, Master Quan Zongwei?"

"Yes." Ruocang nodded, "It's him."

Master Jingyun sighed, "This person is not one of my Buddhists. There are many Buddhist traditions and sects. His theory of reincarnation and the content of his preaching and lectures are completely different from ours. He is more like Tibetan Buddhism, Southern Buddhism, or Thai Buddhism. The teachings are different, and I can't interfere too much."

The inheritance differences within Buddhism are more complicated than Taoism.

Some monks look similar, but when it comes to origins, they can cross national boundaries and are full of local characteristics of various religious countries.

Ruocang could understand Master Jingyun's meaning, but he said in a low voice, "If the Seventh Buddha violated the precept of killing, wouldn't Master also intervene?"

Master Jingyun was taken aback when he heard the words, and replied in a deep voice: "If you violate the precept of killing, of course it will be dealt with by law!"

Modern religions, top ten citizens, the first response to an accident is to call the police.

Yunxia Temple deserves to be a "demonstration unit for harmonious religious relations", and Ou Zhiming deeply admires it.

He said aloud: "If someone really died, the Seventh Buddha should be in tears by now. But he used a special evil spell to make my friend fall into a deep sleep."

When Ou Zhiming talked about Zhang Minzhe's situation, it was simpler and more straightforward than Ruocang.

People rolled down the stairs, unconscious, and had the yin and cold aura left by the Seventh Buddha on their bodies, so they came to Yunxia Temple to see if the monks who were also Buddhists had a solution.

When he first heard about the vegetative state, Master Jingyun was not moved by it.

With the development of modern medicine, even doctors can't solve the problems. Seeking religion can only be regarded as psychological comfort.

However, when he heard Ou Zhiming say that the yin and cold breath was damaged, his expression became serious.

It is true that people in a vegetable state will have cold hands and feet due to poor blood circulation, but it is impossible for Ou Zhiming and Ruo Cang to come to Yunxia Temple for a simple medical phenomenon.

Master Jingyun tried his best to recall, and felt that the description of yin and aversion to cold was slightly familiar.

He quietly listened to Ou Zhiming's description of the situation, and asked, "Why is it a cold feeling, can you tell me about it in detail?"

Ou Zhiming looked at Ruo Cang, Ruo Cang frowned, and said very reluctantly: "It's so cold, it's icy cold, and there's a wet and sticky feeling, as if what I touched was not a human hand, but... Dead flesh in putrid fat."

His description was so precise that Ou Zhiming's scalp was numb with nausea.

Master Jingyun's expression was no longer relaxed, he tried hard to recall such a description, if he felt something.

"Where should I have heard similar symptoms..."

Wet, sticky, cold to the point of nausea.

Master Jingyun suddenly said: "It's a Gu! It's a kind of Gu that parasitizes the human body!"

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