Yang Ning didn't use any means against the old monk, but the old monk just left.
Firstly, he is really getting older, and secondly, his biggest incense owner has left, and the old monk himself has lost his morale.
People in their nineties have lost their spirits, and it only takes a moment to leave.
As for why he deserves three good karma, maybe it is because he has influenced one or two people in his long career of chanting sutras?
Or is practicing in front of the ancient Buddha a kind of good deed in itself?
As for his greed for the merits of incense, who can tell whether it is right or wrong?
The old monk who fell to the ground was motionless. Yang Ning didn't say a word. The monks on the side didn't even dare to go up and carry him away.
It wasn't until Yang Ning waved his hand that the monks carried the old monk's limbs and left in a hurry.
Outside the temple gate, next to Bai Chang's body, Jing Yu raised her hand and gently brushed Xia Tian's face, "Xia Tian, my mother has been looking for you so hard..."
Xia Tian blinked. He was too young to understand the hardship in Jing Yu's words.
Holding Xia Tian in his arms, Jing Yu turned around and said to Yang Ning: "Thank you, master!"
Yang Ning's eyes were soft and she smiled and said, "No, your resentment is almost gone. Time is running out. Say goodbye to your son."
There were tears on Jing Yugui's face, but this time they were no longer bloody tears. She stared at Xia Tian and kept looking, as if she couldn't get enough. She wanted to keep Xia Tian's appearance completely in her eyes. Also stay in my heart.
"Child, mother is leaving..."
Xia Tian was still very young when he left Jingyu, so young that he didn't remember much about his mother at all.
But he knew that the woman in front of him was willing to travel thousands of miles from the distant Central Plains Province to find him, and she was willing to turn into a ghost and eat human flesh after learning the cause of her death.
He ran towards Yang Ning, grabbed the corner of Yang Ning's clothes and asked, "Chengcheng, can you keep my mother here?"
Yang Ning shook her head and said: "Having been a lonely ghost for more than ten years, she has never been supported, and she has never swallowed anyone's soul before today. Her resentment has been almost consumed. Once it dissipates today, she can only It’s impossible to leave a trace of regret behind, and it’s absolutely impossible to keep it intact.”
There was a lonely look on Xia Tian's face, but a relieved smile appeared on Jing Yu's black and blue ghost face, "Thank you Master for upholding justice for my son, and thank you Master for being willing to take my son Xia Tian to see the beauty of this world again. His life was too short, and to have such an outcome, I couldn't ask for anything more."
As Jing Yu spoke, her ghostly figure began to slowly dissipate.
Yang Ning took a step forward and sighed: "This world is very good, but it's a little unfair to you two."
"If you are willing, I can refine the remnants of your resentment into a blessing spirit and seal it into the body of the doll. If someone else invites you in the future, it can also protect others' safety."
At this time Xia Tian stepped forward and added: "You can still make some money!"
Yang Ning: "..."
"Ahem, um, Sister Jingyu, you know, all the beauty in this world needs money to pave the way..."
Yang Ning's voice became softer and softer as he spoke. It seemed that this person would also be embarrassed sometimes.
Jingyu smiled and said: "Master, I am a few years older than you. I understand what you are saying. If I am still of some use, master, just take it."
At this point, Jingyu's entire figure was like a thin layer of black smoke. At the last moment of this ghostly life, her eyes remained entirely on her son, until she completely dissipated and turned into a wisp of gray smoke flying into the Yangtze River. Ning finger.
At this time, half past seven.
...
Eight o'clock, Bodhisattva Hall.
"Well!"
Female police officer Yang Lan, who was staring at the Buddha statue in a daze, suddenly woke up. She immediately turned around and looked around, and found Yang Ning looking at her with a smile next to her. She breathed a sigh of relief.
Yang Ning smiled and asked, "Shall we go?"
"well!"
Female police officer Yang Lan was no longer as cold as before. Looking at Yang Ning's handsome and gentle face, her heartbeat accelerated a lot.
As soon as the two of them left the palace, Yang Lan's face suddenly turned pale.
She remembered clearly that when she first arrived at Chongwen Temple, it was only three o'clock in the afternoon!
In other words, five hours had passed since I was stunned in the Bodhisattva Hall!
Yang Lan didn't know what to say, she just felt the cold wind behind her!
Looking at the Bodhisattvas and Vajras in the surrounding Buddhist temples, I feel as if they can come back to life at any time!
"Sister, are you leaving?"
At this time, a word from Yang Ning next to her made Yang Lan recover from her fright, and she followed Yang Ning and left quickly.
As soon as he walked out of the gate of Chongwen Temple, Yang Lan saw police lights flashing in the rain. The outside of Chongwen Temple was full of police officers and special police with guns.
Police officers in raincoats carried a stretcher and took away Bai Chang and the old monk in the temple. Others looked at them in fear.
To be precise, he looked at Yang Ning beside him.
Yang Lan didn't see Lei Ming among the crowd of police officers in front of her. She only saw Zhang Donglei and a strange man in a leather jacket.
The man stood in the rain holding a black umbrella and wearing sunglasses even in the dark.
Zhang Donglei, who was wearing a raincoat, said with inexplicable fear in his voice: "Yang Lan! Stay away from him, stay away from him!"
"ah?"
Yang Lan looked at Yang Ning beside him and quickly stood aside.
Peng!
With a soft sound, Yang Ning opened a transparent umbrella and held it above his head, stepping through the rain in front of the temple gate, and strode forward.
Behind him, Yang Lan's eyes seemed to be fixed on him.
Yang Ning walked up to the man in the leather jacket, looked at the crowd of police officers, and asked with a smile: "Where is Captain Lei? Where has he gone?"
The man in leather clothes wearing sunglasses did not speak. He lit a cigarette for himself. Next to him, Zhang Donglei said: "Captain Lei is sick and has asked for leave."
Yang Ning nodded, "Really? That's really unfortunate..."
After saying that, he turned to leave. At this time, the man in leather clothes spoke: "Chen Tao was pushed down by the person behind you. Lei Ming can't fight you. How about I play with you instead?"
Yang Ning turned around and looked over and asked, "Which unit are you from?"
The leather-coated man showed a black wallet to Yang Ning, and opened it to reveal the ID inside: Cao Mingliang, commander of the third-level special service squadron of the Special Affairs Administration.
"Special Administration, have you heard of it?"
Yang Ning was silent for a moment, "Are you new here?"
Cao Mingliang was stunned for a moment, "How did you know?"
Yang Ning turned back, walked up to the leather-clad man and said with a smile: "A level three special agent can handle the case on his own. Tsk, excellent!"
Cao Mingliang said in a cold tone: "Seniors are all busy, I have enough to deal with you!"
"Yes! Busy!"
Yang Ning nodded and said: "None of the six second-level special agents with Yin Tong is available. They are really busy. Is it Captain Cao?"
The pupils in Cao Mingliang's eyes behind his sunglasses suddenly tightened, "You know about us?!"
Yang Ning took out a photo and placed it in front of Cao Mingliang. It showed a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes.
"Do I know that you guys are not important? Now that you are in the game, Captain Cao, let's just have some fun?"
Yang Ning said with a smile: "My next target is the person in the photo. Of course, I don't mean to kill him. Don't misunderstand me. What I said casually cannot be used as evidence."
"I mean, I'll get him a little gift."
"Just like the gift he gave to my little friend back then."
"How about it, Captain Cao, do you want to play?"
Yang Ning gently put the photo in the breast pocket of Cao Mingliang's jacket and flicked it with a "click" sound.
When he shot, Cao Mingliang's whole body trembled.
Patting Cao Mingliang's slightly trembling shoulder with one hand, Yang Ning smiled calmly and said, "If you don't have the guts to play, just learn from your seniors."
"The fact that you were able to take my case is not because you are lucky, nor because your superiors appreciate you, but... no one in your bureau dares to take my case."
After speaking, Yang Ning laughed a few times, patted Cao Mingliang's face and turned to leave.
In the dark rainy night, a man dressed in white walked forward holding an umbrella, and the police officers in front of him made a clatter out of the way.
After Yang Ning's figure completely disappeared, Cao Mingliang gasped for breath and came back to his senses. He reached out tremblingly and took out the photo that Yang Ning had given him. Apart from the person on the front of the photo, he only saw a line written on the back of the photo. Character--
"Unfortunate rookie, welcome to our world."
The signature is a smiling grimace.
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