Three days later, Zhang Xiu was still as lively as ever, able to eat an elbow in one meal.
The people who were in charge of surveillance around him were all greedy, and they didn't see any signs of his death. They drooled and looked troubled and went back to the Li family to report the news.
The housekeeper looked at the old man's ugly face and smiled calmly: "Master, Zen Master Baiyun's magic is extraordinary. Maybe three days can only make Zhang Xiu start to have an attack. After another two days, he may be on the spot. He just died!"
"I remember that the rich man from Hangzhou also died of a sudden attack on the fifth day."
Li Bin nodded, took a sip of tea and said: "Don't worry, Zhang Xiu won't be able to catch evidence of my son's crime for a while. As long as he can be sent to the underworld, it doesn't matter if he waits a few more days."
A few more days passed like this, and Li Bin finally got impatient and called the housekeeper Li Fugui over again, asking anxiously: "Why is Zhang Xiu not dead yet? It's been seven days!"
"If Zhang Xiu doesn't die, I'm afraid I will go too far for Jie'er!!"
The housekeeper looked embarrassed, hesitated for a long time, raised his face and said, "How about I go to Ciyun Temple and ask?"
Li Bin waved his hand and said impatiently: "I'll go with you to save you trouble!"
After saying that, are you ready for the car and head towards Ciyun Temple?
After a while, the two came to Ciyun Temple.
Before they entered the Buddhist hall, they heard a tired voice reciting obscure scriptures. The voice sounded extremely tired, and it seemed that they could no longer hold on, but they were still gritting their teeth and holding on.
When the housekeeper heard the sound of chanting, he said in amazement: "Sir, it's Zen Master Baiyun who is chanting. It seems that he is very happy about cursing Zhang Xiu."
Li Bin's expression softened slightly, he nodded slightly and walked in.
Immediately afterwards, he saw scriptures written on the walls of the Buddhist temple. An old monk with a withered face was lying on the ground, looking at her and the housekeeper with eyes pleading for help. He was already bleeding from all his orifices!
Li Bin was immediately confused: "..."
Oops! This monk must have worked too hard. He was so tired that he was bleeding from all his holes without stopping. Is Li Zijie my son or your son? !
Seeing this, Li Bin was moved for a while. He approached the aisle and lifted the monk up with his hands. He looked like he was grateful and said: "Thank you for your hard work, master. If I had known that master cast spells so hard, Li should have come to see you earlier." …”
When the monk was touched by him, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he said with a sad and angry look: "You should have come a long time ago. Do you know that in the past few days, I have been chanting sutras all day long... I can't stop at all. !!”
After saying that, he fainted in Li Bin's arms on the spot.
Li Bin was stunned. He held the old monk in his arms and said with a dull expression: "What...what is this?"
After Zen Master Baiyun got Zhang Xiu's birth date, he tried to cast a spell to kill Zhang Xiu.
According to his past experience, in just one day, the person being cast will lose most of their essence, and he will capture every soul.
However, he recited the sutra for three whole days, not to mention Zhang Xiu's soul, not even a ghost was found.
What makes him even more powerless is that his spell cannot be stopped on its own.
Once a spell is cast, it will continue forever unless he captures the soul or his spell casting is interrupted.
He admitted that he was gambling, but what if he persisted for two or three days and Zhang Xiu's soul was captured by him?
So, three days passed, five days passed, seven days passed...
Zen Master Baiyun was so tired that he was bleeding from all his orifices. He was about to recite sutras and kill himself. He became the first magician in history to be killed by exhaustion.
At this moment, Li Bin's arrival finally saved his life, making him let out a long sigh of relief.
After waking up, Zen Master Baiyun sat on the bedside, with a lingering anger in his eyes, and said angrily to the housekeeper: "Tell me honestly, whose birth date you brought is the Jade Emperor or the Jade Emperor? Tathagata Buddha?? How can ordinary mortals have such a long lifespan!"
Facing Zen Master Baiyun's question, the housekeeper looked embarrassed and explained innocently: "Lord Buddha, that is really Zhang Xiu's birth date. I asked it from one of his classmates."
Zen Master Baiyun took a deep breath, with a trace of fear flashing in his eyes, and slowly said: "This matter should end here. Now that the poor monk is in poor health, you should hire someone else..."
Li Bin stared at Zen Master Baiyun and silently took out a banknote: "What about this?"
Zen Master Baiyun glanced sideways at the amount of 10,000 taels on the banknote, and suddenly took a breath of cold air: "Hey, Donor Li, please don't make things difficult for the poor monk anymore, the poor monk is real..."
"What about this?"
Another banknote was placed on the table. Zen Master Baiyun gritted his teeth and said, "The poor monk is still a little..."
When the third banknote fell, Zen Master Baiyun jumped out of bed, picked up the banknote, and walked out the door in a hurry: "You two, wait here for a moment, the poor monk will go to my senior sister to help! "
Looking at Zen Master Baiyun walking out in a hurry, Li Bin showed a smile on his face: "Haha, this Zen Master Baiyun is really a man of temperament."
The housekeeper agreed and thought as he stared at Zen Master Baiyun who hurried out without even wearing pants.
It turns out that all people in temperament are like this? !
Not long after, a gust of black wind blew by, and Zen Master Baiyun came to a cave.
Above the cave, there are three characters "Batu Caves" written clearly.
The cave was brightly lit. A middle-aged woman wearing a large monk's robe was sitting in the cave, playing with a glass lamp.
Seeing the arrival of Zen Master Baiyun, the woman turned around with a surprised look on her face: "Junior brother, have you been robbed?"
Zen Master Baiyun was immediately stunned: "What is being robbed? How could I be robbed?"
The woman pointed at Zen Master Baiyun's lower body and said with a strange expression, "Then why are you not even wearing any pants?"
Zen Master Baiyun looked down, his face suddenly turned red, and then he became serious: "Senior Sister Qingdai, not only was I not robbed, but I also gave you a windfall!"
As he spoke, he waved the 30,000 taels of silver notes in his hand with a smile on his face.
However, at this moment, Zhang Xiu's voice suddenly sounded outside the door: "No, you were just robbed!"
Zen Master Baiyun turned around and saw Zhang Xiu, Yan Feng and others blocking the entrance of the cave. He was stunned and said, "I was robbed. How come I didn't know it?"
Zhang Xiu took out the butcher's knife with a kind face and said slowly: "That's because this robbery is about to start!"
Zen Master Baiyun: "..."
Master Qingdai: "..."
Co-authored by Are You Going to Rob Us? ?
