Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Zhang Shuhui took Wanwan Xiaobai to the Tianjie Temple. After asking for a peace symbol in the main hall, she saw that Wanwan was still a little sluggish, and Zhang Shuhui led her around.

Sanskrit sounds burst into his ears, and the expression of Wanwan finally calmed down.

The scenery of Tianjie Temple in early autumn has a special charm. When walking under the shade of the trees, Wanwan unconsciously stepped on the shadows in the colorful spots until she saw a person.

"Less... Teacher..."

Wanwan looked at Yao Guangxiao blankly, her eyes flushed.

When Zhang Shuhui heard this name, she immediately blessed her body and said: "The young teacher is face to face, and the concubine is rude."

Xiao Bai glanced at the character in the biography secretly, thinking that he seemed a little weak.

Yao Guangxiao frowned and looked at Wanwan, and asked, "This is a forbidden area. Why are you waiting to come in?"

Zhang Shuhui hurriedly said: "Young teacher, the concubine came here to dissipate with the princess. If you offend, you will leave immediately."

Yao Guangxiao nodded, and was about to leave, but seeing Wanwan's sluggish expression in the wrong eye, he said impatiently, "But you've got an evil?"

Zhang Shuhui heard that Fang Xing, the old monk, is quite capable, and hurriedly said: "The princess was frightened last night and has not been well. Master, can you help?"

"Young teacher..."

With a soft voice and a pitiful little face, Yao Guangxiao frowned and said, "Follow!"

Zhang Shuhui was so happy that she quickly thanked her, and then the three of them followed the old monk to the back.

The little novice monk saw Yao Guangxiao going and returning, and hurriedly came out to disperse the guys who were ready to come and show their courtesy, welcoming them in.

The interior is still simple. After sitting down, Zhang Shuhui whispered over what Wanwan had encountered last night, and then looked at Yao Guangxiao expectantly.

Master, you have to use some great supernatural powers to dispel the evil spirits from Wanwan's body!

Xiaobai looked at the old monk in admiration, and didn't dare to blink his eyes for fear of missing the miracle.

In the eyes of all insiders, the little princess Wanwan is definitely possessed by evil spirits, so he will encounter those unlucky things one after another.

The prince and his wife often sent people to take Wanwan to the temple for the blessing of Buddhism.

"It's evil!"

Yao Guangxiao called the novice monk and said, "You go and invite Mingxin."

Before long, a middle-aged monk came in.

Yao Guangxiao pointedly euphemistically said: "Let's show it to the princess."

This monk was thin and thin, and his body was filled with an aura of compassion and compassion.

Wanwan raised her head and glanced at Mingxin, and she felt that she was calm.

The five fingers of Mingxin's right hand kept bending and flicking. After a while, he closed his eyes and his chest was undulating rapidly, as if he had just consumed a lot of energy.

"How?" Yao Guangxiao asked.

Mingxin opened her eyes and looked at Wanwan's small face and said, "The princess had a miserable life, and he was hit early..."

As soon as Zhang Shuhui heard this, her pretty face collapsed, wondering if you were the one who said it?

"Hey!" Mingxin sighed, "It's just that there is an extra anomaly out of thin air. That person should be the princess's nobleman. Fortune is long!"

Zhang Shuhui's eyes lit up immediately, and she asked, "Master, how dare you ask that nobleman?"

Mingxin said indifferently: "This person has suffered many catastrophes, but the luck is great, and there is no danger. And the princess has received his protection, and there is nothing wrong with it."

Mingxin took out a small Buddha statue from the wide sleeve, "This thing has been enshrined in front of the Buddha for ninety-nine and eighty-one days. It has been refined! The princess took it and carried it next to him. Naturally, those evil spirits did not dare to touch him. ."

"Nine-nine-eighty-one! Thank you, Master."

Zhang Shuhui happily took it, then turned her back to block Wanwan, and put the small Buddha statue on her neck.

Wanwan took out the Buddha statue and looked at it blankly. She looked up and saw a pair of eyes.

This is a pair of pure eyes, full of compassion and peace...

After Zhang Shuhui left Wanwan with a lot of clever eyes, Yao Guangxiao looked at Ming Xin curiously and said, "How many people have you fooled with this trick?"

Ming Xin Baoxiang solemnly declared the Buddha's slogan: "My Buddha is merciful, and my disciple is only tainted with a little Buddha nature."

Yao Guangxiao said indifferently: "Today the old lady's guests have worked for you, so please go to Fangjiazhuang under Jubao Mountain to get the reward."

...

Wanwan had been sleeping on the way back, and when Fang's family woke up, she looked different.

"What kind of panacea is this?"

Seeing Wanwan playing with the big girl, Fang Xing asked curiously.

Zhang Shuhui said with a look of admiration: "The Young Master invited a high-ranking monk, but after a few words, he gave a small Buddha statue, and she fell asleep peacefully on the return trip."

"Sure enough, Buddhism is boundless..."

"Yes?"

Fang Xing left the matter aside and did not ask. When Ma Su woke up and wrote the article silently, he glanced at it casually, and then said: "You must be in, and you can rest assured."

Ma Su went back overjoyed, and Fang Xing called the knife: "You send these things to Taisun's mansion, and when that person reads the article, you must keep an eye on it all the way. You can't leave a piece of paper afterwards. Next, bring it all back."

The knife took the order and Fang Xing murmured: "Mad, when Ma Su comes out, let him see the future articles."

Fang Xing was relieved after the knife brought the news of'must hit the top.'

But the knife also brought a guest.

"The poor monk has a clear heart."

The monk in front of him made Fang Xing in a daze. He shook his head and said, "What does the master mean here?"

Mingxin solemnly said: "When the poor monk saw Xinghe Uncle ~www.NovelMTL.com~, he knew where the princess's nobleman came from. It really is a long and long fortune!"

Fang Xing rubbed his eyebrows and looked at Ming Xin curiously, "Then master, see where I come from?"

Mingxin's right hand flicked, staring at Fang Xing's eyes, and said in a soft tone: "Of course Xinghe Bo has come from everywhere, but he has a Buddha nature, so he should be blessed."

Fang Xing shook his head again, pinched his thigh, and praised: "Master's hypnotism is not going to Jin Yiwei. It's really a shame. Do you need Fang's recommendation? I still have some friendship with Ji Gang."

Mingxin's expression froze for a moment, and then stared at Fang Xing again: "Today, the poor monk spends a lot of money in casting spells for the princess. Wouldn't Xinghe uncle worship something to the Buddha?"

Fang Xing lowered his eyes and said: "The master's tricks are useless for the other side, but since the master can cure the princess's heart disease, of course Fang will not be stingy, knife!"

"master!"

The knife came in from the door, staring at Mingxin, and his right hand dropped.

Fang Xing said, "Go, and ask Madam for the cup of the big belly Buddha."

After the knife left, Mingxin closed her eyes and looked at Fang Xing with interest.

"Don't Xinghe also study Buddhism?"

Fang Xing said indifferently: "You are not Dharma, but hypnosis, which can make people unsuspect, and can make people forget those fears from the heart. But it's useless to me."

Mingxin was stunned, the compassion on his face finally dissipated, revealing a trace of...Fang Xing's familiar breath.

"Xing He Bo..."

Fang Xing raised his eyebrows and said, "Master, this kind of skill is rare!"

Mingxin smiled and said: "Sure enough, he is a noble man, and he can see through the foundation of the poor monk at a glance. After that, Mingxin will ask Xing and Bo Duoduo to take care of him."

Fang Xing nodded and said, "Everyone takes pictures of each other."

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