Chapter 67

Hearing the sound outside, the woman's face changed slightly, and she was about to step forward to block the door. Unexpectedly, when the voice came, the door was pushed open.

A woman in her thirties came in. When she saw two monks in the room, she saw a happy look in her eyes: "it's two masters! Why don't you come to my house and sit down? " She stepped forward and reached for Downing's face.

"What are you doing here? Let's go!" The woman grabbed her and tried to push her outside. Unexpectedly, she pushed her backhand, and the whole person fell out and hit the corner.

"I don't see you're hypocritical, but you want to eat alone?" The woman's eyes suddenly became grim, and her appearance changed greatly with the Yin wind on her body.

"The little monk is delicate and tender, and his essence must be delicious. Moreover, I heard that he could become a ghost cultivation after absorbing the essence and blood of Buddhist disciples. I didn't expect to meet two monks who sent them to their home today. Ha ha ha ha ha!"

Looking at the woman who was laughing wildly with the evil wind, oh, no, she should be called a ghost.

A trace of helplessness crossed her eyes, and she sighed softly: "what to eat? Do you think I'm so good at it? " As soon as the voice fell, she saw that the ghost's claws grew longer and rushed towards her. She took off the round bamboo pinned on her waist, injected spiritual power, and cut it forward.

"A bamboo as a weapon? Ha ha... "

The girl who rushed forward was laughing wildly. She even didn't hide when she saw a bamboo shoot at it, because ordinary things couldn't hurt them at all.

However, unexpectedly, its laughter is still declining. At the moment when the round bamboo is shot down like a sharp sword, its whole ghost is scattered, accompanied by a scream, and it collapses into a pile of white bones on the ground.

Tang Ning didn't even move his steps, but he still stood beside the old monk. She took round bamboo's hand and gently blew it on it, as if to herself: "my bamboo has the function of keeping away evil spirits. The evil things can't be close to me. If I meet this bamboo, I'll only die."

The woman on the other side stepped back, watching the white bones on the ground disappear in the air, but there is a little light into the little monk's body.

Tang Ning's eyes are slightly bright. I didn't expect to kill a ghost. There are merits and virtues to be collected! Although it is a little bit less, but the victory is that we can accumulate a little into a lot!

"Little master!" The woman knelt down and wailed.

Downing looked at her and said, "you don't have blood on you. It's obviously a ghost without blood on your hands. Don't worry, I won't destroy you."

Since I came in, I knew that this woman was not a human being. I just saw that she had no blood in her body and had no idea about them. Naturally, she would not mind her own business and accept her.

"No, little master, can you please help me and take my bones home so that I don't die and have no place to go and float around." She kowtowed and prayed.

"I can't manage my own affairs. I don't have time to take care of your affairs." Tang Ning waved his hand: "I don't know how many people have died unjustly in this world. There are countless ghosts like you. If I take care of them, I can't manage them."

"Little master, Buddha has fate. I don't know how many lonely souls and wild ghosts are in the world. However, little master did not meet them, but met me! Little master, please, please be merciful and help me out of my life. Send my bones home