His white moonlight, slag skill level one hundred

"Who?" Su Zhe yelled loudly, he didn't have the guts to make Taoist An Xin tremble, he didn't even notice.

"Benefactor." A deep voice sounded from outside the room, "I see the yin energy gathering here, and it's coming fiercely, so I came here to turn the benefactor's life into a catastrophe."

"Really?" Su Zhe said with a sneer, "Didn't you calculate whether you have a calamity?"

"Benefactor, don't be joking." The voice was getting closer and closer, as if it was against the door panel, "Please open the door quickly!"

"Okay, I'll open the door."

Su Zhe gave Taoist An Xin a look, and signaled him to take a chair to the door. Basically, no one can resist this kind of door opening, unless there are ten or eight burly men standing outside with weapons in their hands, ready to rush in at any time. , otherwise he would not be afraid.Things like chairs are not easy to cause fatal injuries. When the time comes, they will fall directly on the chest and abdomen, at least they will be the first to catch people, and they will be able to stay calm.

However, Taoist An Xin was too timid, his whole body trembled visibly, his legs could hardly stand up, he was not so much holding a chair as he was holding on to it, and he couldn't move a step for a long time.

Su Zhe saw that this was not good, it was useless, so he had no choice but to cast his gaze to the north, and found that the other party was calm and relaxed.At the beginning, he didn't count on Xiang Bei because he felt that Xiang Bei was not suitable for fighting. Whenever something happened to Xiang Bei before, he seemed to just avoid it, and never fought directly. Thinking about it this time, could it be possible that he could finally experience it this time?

"I've already called the police." Xiang Bei waved his phone, "SMS to call the police."

Su Zhe: "..."

Okay, it's the young master after all.

Su Zhe had no choice but to change the kitchen knife to the hanging right hand, opened the door with lightning speed and then dodged back, staring at the person outside the door: a big monk, the big character is literally, and his height is at least over The height is 1.8 meters, and what's more frightening is that the width of his body is almost half as wide as his. Judging from the thickness of his shoulders and neck, he is probably all muscles.

Su Zhe looked at such a god-man in shock, and for a moment felt that the kitchen knife in his hand was useless.

"Benefactor." The great monk clasped his hands together and made a salute, and went straight to the point as soon as he came up, "This house is too hostile, please don't live in it anymore, the only reason is to find another place to live."

Su Zhe laughed angrily: "Will you give me money?"

The great monk's face was as sinking as water, and he stared at Su Zhe with calm and unwavering eyes. He was very flustered, and his tone of voice was full of oppression when he spoke slowly: "I value peace at first, and I never wanted to encounter karma here." the son of."

Su Zhe was at a loss: "Son of Karma?"

The great monk said to Su Zhe: "Because." Then he turned to the north, "Fruit."

"Huh?" Su Zhe looked at Xiang Bei in confusion, and found that he was also confused, "What do you mean?"

The great monk observed Su Zhe for a moment, and suddenly laughed: "I never expected that the son of karma would miss the Buddhist karma. It's a sin. If I had known this, I wouldn't have come here. That's all, if I came, I would be considered as the owner of this house." Because, today I have no choice but to end this fruit with you."

Su Zhe lifted his spirits, and said with a sneer, "I've been talking nonsense for a long time, but it's your fault that this house will become like this?"

The great monk smiled: "I just did a trivial thing. I didn't kill the people who died in this house, and I have nothing to do with them. What the benefactor said is just a lie."

Su Zhe resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and clenched the kitchen knife in his hand: "So you admit it?"

The great monk clasped his hands together again, bowed his head, and showed a mocking smile: "The benefactor, in a society ruled by law, everything must be based on evidence."

Su Zhe: "..."

Damn, so angry!

Su Zhe really wanted to go straight up, but firstly, he felt that he might not be able to fight, and secondly, cutting people first was at least an intentional injury. He didn't want to go to jail, and when he was hesitating how to proceed, a female voice It sounded in the ear: "Husband, why did you bring her to our house?"

This voice was different from the previous ones, it was closer and more solid, not like that kind of ethereal feeling, as if it sounded right next to Su Zhe's ear, he turned his head involuntarily to look, and turned halfway, just in time to see Taoist An Xin's terrified expression And the man with scorched skin, stiff expression and wet body lying on Taoist An Xin's back.He couldn't turn his head for an instant. Come to think of it, there was probably a woman with a broken stomach lying on his back.

That was the dead victim in this house.

"Om Mani Padme Hum..." the great monk began to recite mantras while turning the beads.

The ghosts of the three victims screamed at the same time, waving their stiff limbs and crawling towards the heads of the three. Su Zhe could feel the weight of the stepping on his back, as if the three ghosts were living people, he reflexively went With a dash forward, Taoist An Xin who was trembling all over fell down, and found that Xiang Bei was twisting the arms of the baby girl on her body, trying to pull the thing off, and the baby girl was covering Xiang Bei's mouth tightly, even if she was caught His arms were torn apart and he didn't want to let go.

This monk came prepared!

Su Zhe couldn't care about Taoist An Xin anymore, and rolled over and swung a kitchen knife to chop the monk's foot. To his relief, the monk reflexively kicked back. This is the reaction of ordinary people, which shows that he has not practiced However, this movement is not smooth for the human body. Because the upper body is still posing with the Buddha gesture and he is so big, he lost his balance after kicking, and the whole person fell forward, forcing him to withdraw the gesture. Stop chanting and focus on not falling—everyone knows whoever falls first in a fight is unlucky.

As soon as the sound of the curse stopped, the movements of the three ghosts immediately became sluggish. Su Zhe slammed the back of the knife at the monk's face while running to the north, grabbed the baby girl's arm and pulled it out. Unexpectedly, the force It was too big, and the baby girl's arm broke in two in an instant, leaving only a little flesh connected. Fortunately, Xiangbei's mouth was finally freed, and he opened his mouth and said quickly: "The monk's knees are weak and he can't stand up!" As soon as the words came out, the blood on Xiang Bei's face faded instantly.

The huge body of the monk suddenly knelt down. He half-kneeled, tried his best not to fall down, and barely opened his mouth with the Buddha seal gesture. When Su Zhe looked around and tried to find something to plug his mouth, a chair flew by from the side It hit the head of the monk, no matter how strong the monk is, he is still a body of flesh and blood. He fell to the ground on his back with his head bleeding all of a sudden, and he could only thump his fingers a few times.

Su Zhe looked at Taoist An Xin, the man's legs were still shaking, his knees could not stand up straight, his face was covered with tears and snot, he was not at all like the man who just threw a chair over, stammering: "I, I won't Did you smash him to death?"

"Not at all." Su Zhe walked over and kicked the monk, and there was still a reaction, "Very good."

Taoist An Xin breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the north and said quickly, "Monk, tell us how to control ghosts."

"The victim's hair was buried at the place of death." The monk said vaguely.

Taoist An Xin jumped up: "The technique of detaining ghosts at the place of death is only mobilized when needed. I will find it!" He seemed to be a different person, jumping up and down in the house, and quickly jumped from the bathroom, the living room and the second bedroom. Three kits were dug out from under the floor tiles, and when opened, there were indeed three strands of hair inside.I have to say that the Taoist priests are still a little bit capable. He actually used yellow paper to transform three pangolins, and easily lifted the floor tiles, but the "reading" took a little longer, a full 5 minutes, and it took so long to actually fight. Enough time for others to hack him a hundred times.

"Just burn it." Taoist An Xin said positively.

"No, this is evidence." Su Zhe quickly stopped, "Let the police come."

"What's the use?" Xiang Bei finally recovered after sitting on the sofa for a long time, "Even if you can prove to the police that he put these things in the house, you can't use this to prove that he is related to the murder. .”

"Actually... I have nothing to do with the murder." The monk's hoarse voice sounded, "How are you going to punish me? Ha, suppose I let them hear something, something they don't want to hear, something unpleasant, even so , what am I guilty of?"

Su Zhe suddenly felt very bad. There is no surveillance in this house. Even if the three of them prove to each other that the monk invaded illegally, the monk might still sue them for intentional injury and demand compensation. As for the three murders, the murderers have all died. Fufa, the three murderers are still serving their sentences, and it is impossible to punish the monk.

"Why?" Su Zhe was very annoyed, "Why did you do this? What benefits do you have? You are a monk, can you still buy a house?"

The great monk stopped talking, and lay down on the floor with his eyes closed, with the attitude of a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.

"Actually, he can really do it." Sitting on the sofa to the north, he looked down at the monk and asked, "Monk, tell me how many properties you have under your name?"

"21 sets." The monk replied immediately.

Su Zhe was shocked: "Can you hold that much?"

"It's been held one after another in the past." Taoist An Xin said, "I've made a lot of money over the years."

Even in a small city, the increase in housing prices after more than ten years is an astonishing figure, not to mention that the monk must have sold many units.

"Just for the house?" Su Zhe said in disbelief, "Even if you become a monk, you can earn a lot, right?"

"The real estate transactions under my name are all reasonable and legal." The great monk said coldly, "As for other things, is it possible that you have to prove to the police that I put the victim's hair in the murderous house, and that I am the murderer? Even if I tell the police Admit it, the police can't do anything to me!"

"What you did is indeed legal, but whether it conforms to the Dharma is another matter." Xiang Bei, who had been playing with his mobile phone, raised his head with a gloating smile on his face, "I recorded everything you said just now."

"Oh?" The great monk sat up tremblingly, "So what? I was concussed and just talking nonsense."

Xiang Bei turned the phone over and showed it to the great monk. On the screen was another old monk, quite old, with a white beard, glaring at him.

"Master Zhengyan!" The great monk finally changed his face.