Chapter 19

Li forgot to worry about hiding in the crowd to watch the play, but an ox cart came by his side.

An old man stepped down from the ox cart with the help of an old servant.

The old man wears simple clothes, and the cow pulling the cart is also an old cow. It seems that the old man's family is not a wealthy family.

The old man looked very timid. He whispered to Li forgetful, "what's the matter here, young man? Why are so many people gathered?"

Seeing that he was an old man, Li forgot to worry. He respectfully saluted him. He whispered what he knew to the old man. Finally, he said, "please feel at ease, sir. The monk must have no way to take the kid now."

"Oh? Why did Xiao Lang say so?"

"Hey, hey, the Buddha said," don't say, don't say. Just keep looking. "

The old man looked at Li forgot to worry in surprise, didn't say much, and looked carefully at the monk.

Among the crowd, the monk's hands lit a blue flame, which was terrible. The leader and the elder of the Li clan beside him could not help but step back.

The onlookers also made all kinds of exclamations.

The old man beside Li forgot to worry, his face was also frightened. Rao is well-informed, but he has never seen such a magical scene.

The old man could not help but close his hands and recite the Buddhist scriptures in his mouth.

The monk didn't seem to feel burned at all. He stood up and used his burning palms to shoot all kinds of mysterious palms at the elders.

After a while, the monk slowly extinguished the flames in his hands. He sat down cross legged again, sighed and recited the Buddha's name.

The original skeptical old clan leaders and elders had no doubt at this time. They all believed in the magical monk to the extreme.

Seeing the monk sitting down again, he gathered around again and asked, "master, did you help me drive away the kid?"

"Amitabha, alas, poverty and hatred have not enough mana. They have exhausted their whole body skills and failed to succeed." the monk said sadly.

"This..." the monk's words flustered the elders of the whole clan. Even such a powerful monk can't help being a kid. Aren't they dead?

In a panic, all the elders, including the old clan leader, knelt down to the monk and begged the eminent monk for help.

This scene made the onlookers talk for a while.

"The Li clan is coming to an end. Even the eminent monks have no choice but to take the imps. They are dead."

"You have to stay away from Li's people. Don't be hurt by that kid."

"Bah, it must be the bad deeds of the Li clan that have been punished." the man who said that there was a human life lawsuit in the Li clan leader's family spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground.

"Be careful, the Li family in Huxian county is a royal family..."

Listening to the people's comments, Li forgets to worry. The corners of his mouth can't help bending an arc.

The old man beside him looked at Li forgetful worry in surprise. Thinking of Li forgetful worry before, he asserted that the monk couldn't drive away the imp. he couldn't help but wonder: "as Xiao Lang said, how did Xiao Lang know?"

Li forgot to worry and said with a smile, "guess."

The obviously perfunctory words made the old man squint at him.

Li forgot to worry, but suddenly thought of something. He crowded over to the man who had said that there had been a human life lawsuit in Li's family, and whispered in the man's ear.

But the man shook his head first, then hesitated for a moment, and whispered a few words with Li forgetful. Li forgot to thank the man, then turned back and continued to stand outside the crowd.

The old man has been watching Li forgetful's every move curiously. When he came back, he whispered, "what did Xiao Lang ask? I wonder if you can tell me one or two?"

Li forgot to worry and showed the old man eight white teeth: "Buddha said, you can't say."

Again, the old man's curiosity was aroused, but he was almost angry with him. As soon as the old servant beside him stared, he wanted to scold Li Lianyou, but the old man waved his hand to stop him.

The old and young continued to stand in the crowd and watch the excitement, but they saw the monk close his eyes again and say nothing.

The old patriarch of the Li clan and the old Yigan clan just begged. After seeing the magical scene with their own eyes, they now fully believe what the monk said.

After a long time, the monk sighed again: "Amitabha, that's all. I'll spend ten years of practice to fight this kid for you."

The monk ordered people to take a bucket of clean water and a piece of white paper. Immediately, the maidservant of Li clan ran away quickly. Soon, he came back with a bucket of clean water and a piece of white paper.

Seeing that the monk wanted to fight with the IMP in the street, there were more and more onlookers on the cross street.

After all, Li forgets worry. Now he is sixteen years old and thin. He is so miserable that he is almost squeezed out of the crowd.

He turned and saw the old man's ox cart beside him. His eyes turned and persuaded the old man beside him that there were too many people here. It was better to stand back on the ox cart and watch.

The old man smiled and nodded his head. With the help of his old servant and Li forgetful, he slowly boarded the ox cart again.

Li forgot to worry and approached the old man. He also wanted to climb up the ox cart to watch, but he was stopped by the old man.

"Xiao Lang, you can't get on this car."

Li forgets to worry some silly eyes: "why is this?"

"Buddha said, don't say, don't say, ha ha." the old man laughed like a successful naughty boy.

But Li forgot to worry, and his nose was almost crooked. The old man was taking revenge on himself.

Smiling and touching his nose, Li forgets to look around.

At the moment, the places where people can stand on both sides of the street are full of people. Even the wall is full of people watching the excitement. Where can I find a place to watch the excitement?

Li forgot his worries and looked forward to the old man standing proudly on the ox cart watching the excitement. The old man couldn't help twisting his beard and laughing, and reached out to greet him to get on the bus.

The old and young stood side by side on the ox cart to watch the excitement. The old man couldn't help but teach him a lesson: "Xiao Lang, be kind."

This made Li forget his worries. He was in a trance again. He almost wanted to ask the old man if you also crossed over? Are you a fan of national teachers?

He smiled at the old man and arched his hands. Li forgot his worries and didn't say much. He continued to look into the crowd.

But he saw the monk murmuring the Buddhist scriptures, and soon looked at the old patriarch: "the kid has a grievance with you. Only you can resolve this matter, and there is only one or two poverty and hatred."

His words made the old clan leader of Li clan shake like chaff and couldn't stop kowtowing: "master, save me! Please teach me how to do it? There's nothing to say about how much money I need."

"What do monks want those blocking things to do?" the monk looked like a Taoist monk: "I have a colorful rope handed down by the Buddha, and I can borrow it from you."

Then the monk took out a long colorful rope from his arms, put the colorful rope on the ground and put it in a circle, motioning the old clan to stand in the rope circle.

"This is the multicolored rope handed down by the Buddha, which can avoid diseases, ghosts and diseases. It can't be burned without Sanwei real fire. After I light this multicolored rope, I can protect you from the devil."

The old clan leader was skeptical, raised his feet and stepped into the rope circle.