The host of the past has now become an old host. He rarely asks about the affairs in the temple. He is just devoted to practicing. When Wang Jingzhe called, the old host showed up rarely and then made a special trip to wait for Wang Zan and the other two.

The old host thinks that Wang Jingzhe is very good at not going to hell. The Buddha's ideological awareness of cutting flesh and feeding eagles is a role model for us, so he will definitely give this face.

In the wing room behind Nanchan Temple, the old host and a kind-hearted middle-aged monk were examining Wang Xiaobei. The monk was the current host of Nanchan Temple, Master Hengyuan, who was about fifty years old. He had been communicating and studying in temples everywhere. In the past two years, he called him back and was preparing to accept the hosting position of Nanchan Temple.

Wang Xiaobei's appearance is a kind of person in the eyes of Wang Zan and Wang Tianyang, but in the eyes of the two monks, it is a different scene. In general, four words are used to describe it as a heinous crime.

"Two masters, my father said a few days ago that the dead soul in my friend's body is too strong because it is too old, and it has already reached a very powerful state. It is difficult to resolve the hostility of the dead soul by conventional means. Even if you enter the underworld, you will not be reincarnated successfully. If you reincarnate, you will definitely enter the hungry ghost realm or the animal realm. If you want to solve this problem, you can only rely on Buddhism to save yourself. Only the thousand-year-old temples such as Nanchan Temple and Xuankong Temple can be resolved..."

Master Hengyuan nodded, and the old host stared at Wang Xiaobei for a long time before slowly saying: "He is so serious about killing."

Master Hengyuan answered this and said, "It is plagued by the evil spirits of the murderous evil spirits, and they will not disappear after death. This kind of karma is difficult to be dissolved. In addition, it has been accumulated on this dead soul for too long. I heard that it has been more than three thousand years. If it is used for reincarnation for such a long time, it may have faded a lot from one lifetime after another. Unfortunately, it has been delayed."

Wang Zan sighed when he heard this, and knew that the two masters were telling the truth. When the King of Northern Meng Yu Mann fled from Chaoge to Yuhang, he would not talk about how many people he had died on this journey. Just look at his tomb and how many corpses were accumulated in the underground river. What's more, there is a formation of seven tomb evil suns in his tomb, which is really a sinister.

"Then Master, is there no solution to the solution?" Wang Zan asked worriedly. He was not particularly worried about Wang Xiaobei. He could force Yu Mangan's soul out at any time in Nanchan Temple and give him a bright future.

What he was worried about was what to do if Yu Mangan could not follow the normal procedure to reincarnate afterwards. After all, he had agreed to the other party before, so it was absolutely impossible for him to regret and not keep his word.

The two masters looked at each other and said, "Watch for a few days, and talk about it in seven days."

That night, Wang Xiaobei was forced out of the dead soul of fish manganese by his old address at Nanchan Temple by using Buddhist methods.

After Wang Xiaobei recovered from the beginning, he fell asleep in a drowsy way before he could recover. His face was a little pale and his breath was very weak. His yang energy was greatly damaged by all his internal organs and was attacked by the yin energy. Even if he woke up, he would be sick for a while. He would definitely not be able to recover without three or five years, and this would have to be the result of conditioning.

After this dead soul was forced out, it was the first time that Wang Zan saw Yu Man's condition. His whole body was covered with a layer of black air, and his breath was so cold that it made people tremble. He couldn't help but tremble from his bones. The aura made the Buddha statues in Nanchan Temple vaguely emit a little light.

Yu Mann's figure is very tall, almost 1.9 meters tall, his whole body is very strong, his hands are long and big, his bones are wide and thick, and his face is extremely hideous. This is the kind of thing you think you are not a good person at all.

After Yu Man's soul came out, he was a little confused at first, but later he might have felt the suppression of Nanchan Temple by the strong Buddhist power, and he seemed quite irritable. His anger was turbulent, as if he couldn't help but want to escape.

But at this time, Master Hengyuan suddenly took off his robes from his body, then reached out and tore off a strip of cloth from above and wrapped it around the other party's wrist. Yu Mangan immediately calmed down and stopped moving.

Such things that have been close to the Taoist monks for a long time can basically have the effect of suppressing evil. For example, such as copper bowls, cassocks, and rosary bracelets, let alone monks, even monks who are devout to Buddha in ordinary temples will not be much inferior to their belongings.

Master Hengyuan put his hands together and said to Wang Zan: "Please stay overnight tonight. I will check the results when I attend morning class in the temple tomorrow morning. There is a wing room behind you to live with the female donor, but I have to sleep in the separate rooms."

Wang Zan nodded awkwardly. He must have understood this rule. It is impossible for Buddhism to be purified and scattered, and his mind is not that big.

I was speechless all night. The next day, at around 5:00 a.m., there were already people in the temple. It was time for morning class to start before 5:00.

After Wang Zan and Bai Pu woke up, they had a simple breakfast. She stayed in the backyard room, and Wang Zan went to the front. There was a Zen room here. Every morning, the monks in the temple would do morning classes here.

Yu Mangan's soul was under a Bodhi tree outside the Zen room, and there was a cloth strip tied to Master Hengyuan on his wrist.

A moment later, the sound of monks in Nanchan Temple reciting scriptures sounded. As soon as the Buddha sounded, Wang Zan felt a clear feeling from the bottom of his heart when he heard it, as if the whole person had been sublimated, and there was no other movement in his ears.

This is definitely not an exaggeration. If you have the opportunity to listen to the morning class in the temple, pair it with sandalwood, and then listen to the crisp movements of the wooden fish, in a few minutes, even if you are a person who does not believe in Buddhism, you can't help but lower your head and resonate with yourself.

The scriptures in morning classes are usually the Shurangama Mantra, the Great Compassion Mantra, the Ten Small Mantras, the Praise of Buddha, the chanting of Buddha, the Ten Great Vows of Samantabhadra, the Three Refuges, the Great Auspicious Heavenly Girl Mantra, and the Wei Tuo Praise. Each time, the long scriptures are selected, and the short ones are recited throughout.
Chapter completed!