The master of metaphysics became rich after going down the mountain

Busy for several days, the arrest should be arrested, the exorcism should be exorcised, and the rescue should be rescued. At this moment, the village can basically be said to be stable.

Well, maybe it can also be said that it was completely emptied, after all, there is not a single villager who does not have blood on his hands.

The villagers were arrested, all those rescued were transferred, and the village that had been bloody for decades was basically emptied.

Tan Mingyuan came to ask Le Ning to exorcise a few people rescued from the valley behind.

There are corpses buried over the years in that place, not to mention being imprisoned there, and you will have nightmares for three days after walking around.

Exorcising evil spirits is the easiest thing, Le Ning recited a few exorcising scriptures casually, and after a while, a few people with gloomy expressions felt a few pounds lighter on their bodies.

He asked his subordinates to send him back, but Tan Mingyuan was still dawdling, not busy with his task.

Le Ning sat on the long stool, shaking his legs, watching him hesitate to speak, "Vice Minister Qin, do you have something to say?"

"That's right, what, last time Rose Coast took the team back, we studied it carefully and felt that the treatment given to you, Master, might still be inappropriate, so we revised it and changed it to a monthly fixed allowance of [-]."

After talking about the double treatment, Tan Mingyuan looked at Le Ning cautiously and expectantly,

"Master, why don't you think about the teaching consultant again?"

Le Ning glanced at him, and Tan Mingyuan stared eagerly.

Turning his head to look outside again, the members of the Special Team of the Abnormal News Department acted quickly, with a firm demeanor, and most importantly, they were very righteous. Last time, he rejected Tan Mingyuan. When Mr. Wen invited him this time, he came so quickly.

As long as they move slower, the affairs of the temple will not be so easy to handle.

In the distance, although Song Yuncong had gray hair, he was still busy up and down on crutches, diligently exorcising evil spirits and calming gods, more people than he helped.

As Mr. Wen said, the Department of Strange News is a reliable and trustworthy department.

"In addition to doubling the basic salary, please mention other requirements you need, we..."

"can."

"Don't rush to refuse, we... huh?"

Tan Mingyuan was trying to sell his department, halfway through the sales, suddenly realized what he heard,

"Master, you agree! God, did I hear you right?"

When Tan Mingyuan was so happy, in the room, where no one was paying attention, Shui Mingrong's soul suddenly swayed, uncontrollably summoned, and disappeared in place.

The next moment, she appeared on the top of a nearby mountain that was silent and deserted.

Looking at the tall and upright person in front of him, full of aura, Shui Mingrong instinctively raised her guard.

To actually summon her here without anyone noticing, this person's strength is really terrifying.

Filled with resentment, she asked in a hoarse voice, "Who are you!"

As soon as the words fell, the man slowly turned around.

Shui Mingrong's eyes widened in surprise.

It turned out to be Mr. Wen who has been silently following that Master Le!

People can't be judged by appearances, even though Wen Xingzhi looks gentle and has a humble temperament, Shui Mingrong has seen too many sinister things, and instinctively wonders if the person in front of him wants to turn her into some kind of puppet killer.

She subconsciously turned around to run, but it was too late.

The man with calm eyebrows slowly stretched out his hand, and the soul body wrapped in black energy immediately floated over uncontrollably, and the body half-kneeled uncontrollably.

Shui Mingrong didn't know if it was her own delusion, it was obvious that this person had almost no sense of existence next to Le Ning, but at this moment, she was so majestic and inexplicable that she didn't even have the courage to raise her head.

Wen Xingzhi lowered his eyes, and gently covered Shui Mingrong's head with his big palm carved like jade.

Obviously Shui Mingrong only has a soul body, but he seems to have fallen into reality.

The slender palm slowly stroked the top of Fushui Mingrong's head, like a god caressing his own people.

The heavy coercion poured down, Shui Mingrong lowered her head involuntarily, and only heard the voice above her head slowly,

"Things are inequitable and they cry. Since you have deep resentment, you will use your resentment as the basis to aggravate the cause and effect. From then on, anyone who maliciously forges marriages, cheats the young and the weak, and commits crimes in vain will be severely punished by heaven."

That voice clearly came from the top of the head, but it seemed that the heaven and the earth were echoing and echoing.

As the voice fell, Shui Mingrong vaguely felt that something heavy had been taken from her body.

Words follow, and as soon as the deep and vast words are over, countless invisible causal lines in the dark vibrate, and suddenly become a little clearer.

The closest one is the Sheshen Village. For some reason, the imprisoned villagers always feel that the pain in their bodies has intensified a lot.

In the distance, the little girl who was about to be successfully seduced suddenly burst into tears, and the surroundings immediately turned concerned eyes, as if the trafficker was being roasted on the fire.

In the distance, someone was secretly getting a yin marriage. Seeing that it was about to succeed, the spirit card was suddenly knocked down, and the captured soul body suddenly exploded with yin energy, becoming sharp and mad.

With Shui Mingrong as the center, the power of karma swayed sequentially, and thousands of karma lines oscillated one after another.

Shui Mingrong vaguely felt that something must have happened in this world, but she had no way to explore it, only felt that something had been taken away.

She still resents and hates, but she smells the green grass and white snow that she couldn't smell before, and feels the beauty of the morning glow.

When she came back to her senses, she got up slowly, and Wen Xingzhi stood tall in front of her, looking into the distance, her eyes and eyebrows were calm and calm.

"My lord, do you want to save me and let me enter reincarnation?"

Wen Xingzhi nodded slightly, "There is indeed a reason for this."

After all, children worry about the transformation of this grieving ghost every day.

"I also hope that you can realize that resentment will only obscure the power to perceive beauty."

The soft words came slowly, and Shui Mingrong couldn't help raising her head, as if she hadn't climbed the mountain for a long time and watched the sunrise.

No pain, no resentment, just simply watching the sunrise.

The distant mountains in the sky are covered with daisy, like a deep and shallow ink painting. A round of red sun is halfway up, and the clouds where the horizon meets are fainted into grayish pink, and gradually turn into azure blue upwards.

When Shui Mingrong was staring blankly, Wen Xingzhi seemed to sense something, and suddenly raised his head, "Go back."

As soon as the words fell, he raised his hand and waved.

Shui Mingrong didn't even have time to say anything, she just felt her eyes turn sharply, and she was swung back directly.

Before he could stand still, the door was pushed open.

"Well, we're leaving soon, girl..."

In the middle of the conversation, Le Ning suddenly stopped, and asked "Huh?" in doubt,

"you this……"

Le Ning traced Shui Mingrong's whole body, "Why did the resentment suddenly decrease so much?"

Shui Mingrong hesitated for a moment, instinctively felt that there were some things she couldn't say, so she forced herself to make up an excuse,

"Probably...he suddenly figured it out."

Le Ning, who has been resentful for a few days, is barely suppressed...

It was quite sudden...

But since it is an idealistic world, everything makes sense.

"Okay, then as long as you figure it out, get ready, we'll set off in a while."

After speaking, Le Ning turned around and trotted towards another room of Mr. Wen.

Seeing Le Ning bouncing around and trotting fast.

Shui Mingrong: She seems to know why she suddenly swung herself back.

Le Ning walks briskly, he is very happy now, because they are going back soon!

Going back, these two words sound very beautiful.

At home, there is a warm little sun, fluffy blankets, and various gourmet dishes prepared by Song Rong.

Most importantly, there is also his precious fairy cat!

Not seeing each other every day is like three autumns. He has been out for so many days, and he and the soft little fairy cat have not seen each other for so many autumns!

Thinking of the little fairy cat, Le Ning's pace was a little faster, and just as he was about to reach the door of Mr. Wen's room, a white light flashed across the roof tiles above.

Ok?

Le Ning stretched his neck.

cat?

He is dazzled?Thinking too much about cats?

How did that cat look so much like his fairy cat?

Before he could figure it out, the door in front of him suddenly opened.

Mr. Wen opened the door, looked up with a smile,

"Xiao Ning? Why are you here? I'm going to find you."

I don't know why, but I always feel that it's a coincidence that Mr. Wen came out.

But being distracted like this, Le Ning really forgot about the cat he saw just now, and instead remembered his purpose of coming here, and happily announced,

"We're going back!"

"Okay." Mr. Wen smiled lightly, seeing that Le Ning's expression was the same, he breathed a sigh of relief calmly.

I rushed back earlier, but I turned into a cat unconsciously. This habitual action is really bad.

Fortunately, the action was fast enough, and the children didn't seem to see it clearly.

-

When they came, they drove by themselves, and when they went back, under Tan Mingyuan's strong request, they followed the Mystery Department.

The team members of the Mystery Department itself, as well as the captured villagers, plus the rescued abducted and robbed women, the convoy was a mighty one.

On the way, the convoy dropped by to send Xu Long back.

Watching Xu Long get out of the car, waved goodbye to them reluctantly, and was surrounded by curious crowd after a while, Song Bai couldn't help feeling,

"This is enough for this guy to brag about for ten years."

Le Ning nodded sympathetically.

During a visit to the God of Animals Village, Xu Long experienced treacherous robberies, eerie resentment, strange idols, and wild cows.

Although I suffered a little injury, the ups and downs of the past few days can be called Alice in Wonderland.

Taking his gaze away from Xu Long, Le Ning turned his head and looked at Mr. Wen with his eyes closed.

As if aware of his gaze, Wen Xingzhi raised his eyelids, "Why?"

"It's okay." Thinking of the cat he saw earlier, Le Ning shook his head again and again, "You continue to sleep."

Mr. Wen's eyes were bright, and he didn't intend to go back to sleep at all.

Le Ning simply stretched out his hand to cover those deep sentimental eyes,

"Go on and sleep."

I didn't know what the kid was going to do, but Mr. Wen followed his will and closed his eyes.

After making sure that Mr. Wen would not peek, Le Ning turned his head and took out his phone, and texted Song Rong in a hurry.

Knowing that the mountain is the most powerful: Rongrong, I miss our fairy cat, send me some photos.

Porcelain Porcelain: Good.

After a while, a series of photos popped up in the chat box.

Le Ning specially covered the phone, turned his head to take a look, Mr. Wen's eyes were gently closed, and his eyelashes drooped.

After making sure that the other party was sleeping peacefully according to his words, he turned around and took away the hand covering the screen.

In the chat box, there are a wave of kittens with round faces and soft fur, squatting, lying down, and all fours are upside down, and there are dynamic videos.

If he had seen so many pictures of beautiful cats in the past, Le Ning would have turned into a cat lover immediately.

But this time, his eyes were fixed on the photo of the little fairy cat, but his mind jumped to the white shadow he saw earlier.

Never underestimate what a furry lover knows about his cat.

Sometimes all it takes is the back of the head, and they can tell if that white cat is theirs.