Chen Daji and the others were just about to go out when the innocent little monk Wuxin walked out timidly.
"Namo Amitabha."
"Three...three donors. Just now, the young monk heard that something evil was causing trouble in Jinguang Temple, and he was very worried."
"If you dare, please take the young monk back with you and do your best."
With the addition of "Bald Brother", Chang Baye became more courageous and even his speed became much faster.
So scared!
As long as there is no impermanent-level evil ghost coming in person, "Bald Brother" can swallow it up in one gulp!
On the other side, the entire Jinguang Temple was surrounded by ghosts.
There are ghosts all around.
There were endless scoldings, scoldings, screams, and weird laughter.
Master Kongchan was compassionate and led all the monks to sit cross-legged in the hall and chant the "Guanghua Sutra" in unison.
"That's what I heard. At one time, the Buddha was in the Traitor (dāO) Litian, preaching the Dharma for his mother."
"At that time, all the indescribable Buddhas of the immeasurable worlds in the ten directions, as well as the great Bodhisattvas and Mahasattvas, all came to gather together."
"I praise Sakyamuni Buddha for his ability to manifest inconceivable great wisdom and magical power in the evil world of five turbidities. He can tame strong sentient beings and know the Dharma of suffering and joy. Each of them sends his attendants to inquire about the World Honored One."
The scriptures are solemn and solemn. Under the blessing of the giant Buddha in the temple, golden swastika symbols are flying all over the sky.
The ghosts were frightened by Buddhism and did not dare to get close for a while.
Qi Baijia and others, who were protected by the group of monks, all looked nervous.
They all hold on to their most precious treasures and are ready to fight for it at any time.
Zhang Jiu made Kuixing kicking moves with his hands, holding the mountain-moving order tightly in his hands;
The Miao siblings, back to back, each invited out their own natal Gu:
The one that stalks Ahua is a black, eight-clawed, hand-sized strange insect.
The strange insect has sharp teeth and continuously spits out yellow smoke from its mouth.
It screamed, and hundreds of compound eyes were filled with fierce light.
There is a golden butterfly on the side of the tree.
Butterflies flew above the shy boy's head, scattering colorful powder.
For a while, I couldn’t see any effect;
Qi Baijia held a bronze compass in his hand and closed his eyes tightly, looking for that glimmer of hope;
As for the arrogant young man Zhang Shangdeng, he holds a peach wood sword in one hand and a soul-inducing bell in the other.
His eyes kept moving, not knowing what he was thinking.
With the blessing of this thousand-year-old temple and the profound Buddhist teachings of Master Kongchan, the people in the temple could still persevere in the beginning.
But as the time approached midnight, the ghosts outside became excited.
No longer afraid of Buddhist scriptures and Buddha's light, I roared and wanted to rush into the temple.
Although he retreated violently after being burned by the swastika mantra many times, he still continued to hit like a tidal wave.
After a while, a fierce ghost even reached its claws through the window, trying to pull out the person inside.
Seeing this, Master Kong Chan showed a trace of despair in his eyes.
Stop reciting sutras and whisper the Buddha's name.
"Namo Amitabha!"
"The old monk originally wanted to keep a few people safe, but now it seems that he has more than enough intentions but not enough power."
"Please also ask the five donors to leave quickly through the back door. The old monk is willing to lead all Buddhist disciples in the small temple to create a glimmer of hope for you."
After Master Kongchan finished speaking, all the monks in Jinguang Temple stood up.
He clasped his hands and said piously.
"Namo Amitabha!"
"I am the Buddha who is merciful, and the abbot is merciful. If I don't go to hell, who will?"
When life and death are at stake, leave the hope of life to the stranger you meet for the first time.
There were more than twenty monks in Jinguang Temple, and no one showed dissatisfaction or even the slightest flinch.
The great love and compassion of the ancient temple for thousands of years are fully demonstrated at this moment!
Zhang Jiushou and others looked at each other, with determination on their faces except Zhang Shangdeng.
The beggar put away his original wretchedness and cynicism and bowed down to salute all the monks of Jinguang Temple.
"Masters, have mercy!"
"We are the ones who have implicated Baosha, how dare we escape by ourselves! We have no shame in escaping by ourselves!"
"Masters, please leave first, let us drag you here!"
When Master Kong Chan and the four Qi Baijia were giving each other a chance to escape, Zhang Shangdeng suddenly jumped toward the back door.
"Zhang, thank you all for your help. After I escape, I will definitely ask the elders from my sect to report to you...!"
Before he could even finish the word revenge, it was replaced by a miserable howl.
Zhang Shangdeng ran as fast as he could and came back even faster. He screamed "ouch" in the shape of "tai" and hit the wall of the hall heavily.
What knocked Zhang Shangdeng back was a giant insect over twenty meters long.
At this moment, he was standing in front of everyone with a scapegoat on his head.
Chen Daji's broken gong-like voice was full of complaints.
"Baye, I'm not talking about you!"
"You don't have to be so anxious if you want to grab the credit? It's fine now, maybe there was a car accident!"
"Hey, my loved ones are in tears because of irregular driving!"
After complaining about Mr. Chang Ba, Chen Daji walked up to Zhang Shangdeng, who was already foaming at the mouth, with a pair of bow-legged steps.
He touched it carefully with his big smelly feet.
"Hey, buddy, how are you? Are you dead?"
"If you're not dead, don't get up and walk!"
"What a stupid thing, do you know that my family is poor and only have money left, so you are deliberately lurking here waiting for a chance?"
