snake wife

The rain hit the oil-paper umbrella, making a "pata pata" sound.Shen Ci turned around and looked back, and saw an old monk in cassock, standing under the old locust tree, clasped his hands together and bowed slightly to him.

The old monk appeared silently behind Shen Ci, and Shen Ci couldn't help shivering in fright.He bowed slightly in the direction of the old man, repaying the old monk's gift.

"Thank you Master for your kindness, but I am waiting for my family, he should come out soon."

Shen Ci looked at the blue eyes of the old monk, and suddenly felt uncomfortable in his heart.The old monk is old and tall, but his waist is straight, and he looks like he has been practicing martial arts all year round.

"Amitabha, is the benefactor worried about the ghost energy on his body and being backlashed by the Buddha's light?"

The old monk still kept a faint smile on his face, he clearly saw through his mind, but he didn't fight with him to ask him about his identity, but bluntly told him what was unusual about him.

Shen Ci was startled, and couldn't help but guess that the eminent monk Mr. Jun was talking about was probably the old monk in front of him.

"Master, you don't need to worry too much. I have no intention of harming anyone, let alone disturbing the cleanliness of the temple." Shen Ci nodded to the old monk, and then looked sideways at the entrance of the temple.

The temple is not big, and a bodhi tree is planted in the center of the courtyard.What is different from ordinary temples is that this temple does not charge tickets or offer incense, and it is a bit too quiet.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and soon soaked Shen Ci's shoes.The old monk looked at Shen Ci with a smile and said nothing, Shen Ci blinked, and for a moment he didn't know what to say to ease the awkward atmosphere.

While the old monk was looking at him, he was also staring at the old monk, and suddenly found something unusual about the old monk.

It was raining so hard that he was drenched even with the umbrella in his hand, but the old monk didn't have an umbrella, and the cassock on his body didn't get any raindrops.

From this alone, it can be seen that the old monk is most likely not a human being.

"Don't be afraid, the benefactor, the poor monk is just a ray of earth soul that cannot be reincarnated. It has been parasitic under this old locust tree for a hundred years."

He guessed right, the old monk was indeed not human.So the scene he saw just now was an illusion created by the old monk?

"Is the picture that appeared in my mind just now the master's work?" Shen Ci said.

"It was the poor monk who let the benefactor see those pictures of the past." The old monk did not hide anything, and admitted it generously.

The old monk deliberately guided, just when he thought that Shen Ci would ask him about the past of the snake fairy, Shen Ci suddenly changed the subject, looked at him coldly and said:

"It is said that the Buddha saves all living beings, but why can't he save a ray of earth soul under the old locust tree outside the temple?"

Shen Ci's thoughts jumped so fast that the old monk was caught off guard by the question.

Just imagine, the old locust tree is less than ten meters away from the temple, but the Buddha's light can't influence an earth soul that has lived for a hundred years, which is too strange.

The old monk was left speechless by Shen Ci's question. Just as he was about to explain, he suddenly found that Shen Ci's body not only exuded a ghost like ink, but also exuded a dazzling Buddha's light.

The ghost energy and the Buddha's light collided with each other, and they complemented each other ingeniously without interfering with each other.

The old monk couldn't help being startled, and thought to himself: "How is this possible? Could it be that the Rakshasa ghost king has absorbed Dongji Qinghua's power?" '

"It's said that monks don't tell lies, and you don't need to deliberately conceal your identity. Did Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva send you to contact me?" Shen Ci was very clever, and he guessed the old monk's identity in a flash.

"Amitabha, it seems that nothing can be hidden from the eyes of the benefactor." The old monk was shocked for a moment, and readily admitted his identity.

"Is the master here to arrest me and bring me back to the underworld?"

Shen Ci couldn't help feeling a little funny, because the bet made by Lingqing Immortal and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was tantamount to void in the eyes of these Yin gods.

As soon as the King of Hades gave an order, the ghost general brought a large number of ghost messengers to Baihua Mountain to snatch his soul away.Now the ghost will be chased away by him, and the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has sent another yin god who claims to be the earth soul.

The old monk shook his head, clasped his hands together and said:

"The poor monk has no right to arrest the benefactor and bring him back to the underworld. The poor monk just wants the benefactor to know the truth."

"What's the truth?" Shen Ci frowned.

"Lingqing Immortal Venerable originally committed an unforgivable crime. His fate was supposed to be when he was crossing the catastrophe. His soul was blown away by the lightning, but because the benefactor survived the thunder catastrophe, he flew into the sky." The old monk said.

"So?" Shen Ci asked back.

"Aren't the benefactors curious about what kind of evil fruit Lingqing Immortal Venerable planted?" The old monk threw the question to Shen Ci again.

Shen Ci recalled the picture he saw in the illusion, and suddenly thought of the old people in Baihua Village, who were very afraid of going to Baihua Mountain.

Another thing that is very strange is that Mr. Jun doesn't care about the life and death of the villagers in Baihua Village.

There must be something inside that he doesn't know, and the old monk who appeared out of thin air in front of him is very likely to know the truth of the truth.

"I don't understand the twists and turns of Buddhism, but I believe that Mr. Jun will not kill innocent people indiscriminately."

Shen Ci's eyes were extremely firm. The old monk approached him with a purpose. If he followed the topic that the old monk brought up, he would definitely fall into the trap of the old monk.

"Good causes will reap good results, and evil causes will reap evil results. Donors, the evil fruits sown will be repaid sooner or later." The old monk looked at Shen Ci with a serious face and said.

"I know this truth, but I believe that there must be an effect if there is a cause."

Holding an umbrella in his right hand, Shen Ci strolled in the rain towards the gate of the temple.

The old monk looked at Shen Ci in astonishment, and saw that the Buddha's light emanating from Shen Ci's body was wrapped in a ghostly aura, and he walked into the temple so openly.

"How is this possible? Could it be that Dongji Qinghua's fate has changed?"

Thinking of this, the old monk's face darkened immediately, and then disappeared into a cloud of black mist without a trace.

As soon as Shen Ci stepped on the threshold of the temple, Dongji Qinghua's voice came from his ears.

"They're in a hurry."

"There's nothing to worry about. The deadline for the bet has not yet come, why are you so impatient to arrest us and return to the underworld?"

"Because my fate has changed because of you, this is not what Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva wants to see."

"Then what does he want to see? Doesn't he want to watch the two of us kill each other, and then catch us all when we are weakest?" Shen Ci pouted, looked up at the bodhi tree and said.

"Only one of us can survive. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva never expected you to survive till now. Shen Ci, aren't you curious about your identity?"

Dongji Qinghua knew about Shen Ci's past, but he couldn't figure out what Shen Ci was thinking.Perhaps it was because of such a variable as Shen Ci that he was feared by the underworld.

"The more you know, the more troublesome it will become. It's better for people to live a simple life. At the very least, they can spend a lifetime with their loved ones without worrying about food and clothing."

Shen Ci sighed, and then saw him reaching out and stroking the jade pendant around his neck, his eyes were full of love.

"You can see clearly. I have heard about the things that Lingqing Immortal Venerable did before he became an immortal." Dongji Qinghua said.

"Why do you even know?" Shen Ci still trusts Dongji Qinghua more. Since Dongji Qinghua has said so, it is very likely that Mr. Jun has really planted bad results.

"It's not just me who knows, the entire Fengdu city is full of rumors. I also heard about it from the ghost messenger who executed the sentence during my sentence."

"Is the underworld so gossip?" Shen Ci asked in surprise.

"It's not gossip, but he has done a lot of good deeds and accumulated a lot of merit. As long as he can withstand the thunder, he can be among the immortals and ascend to heaven. However, he suddenly created a plague and killed Many humans have worshiped him."