Late at night at the Purple Cloud Temple,
Master Fu Yun's eyes were tightly shut. In front of him were countless Buddhist artifacts, all of which were sacrificial artifacts used to connect souls.
Among the sacrificial vessels, there was a one-foot-long demon subduing pestle that was covered in golden paint.
The demon-subduing pestle was stuck in the incense ash, and the exposed end was still stained with fresh blood, emitting a faint glow of red and gold.
Master Fu Yun sat cross-legged in the brightly lit Hall of Great Strength, with Amitabha on his back and the eighteen Arhats on his left and right.
As he chanted Sanskrit, the red and gold kasaya on his body rippled.
Right at this moment,
Hu ~
A gust of cold wind blew in from outside the door.
"Benefactor, this old monk has been waiting for you for a long time.”
Great Master Fu Yun's lips stopped moving. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the door in front of him.
Buzz ~!
As soon as he finished speaking, the faint cold wind in the room instantly whistled through the entire Great Buddha Hall like a monstrous wave.
The fierce cold wind made Master Fu Yun's kasaya flutter, but he still sat upright like a mountain.
In an instant, the originally bright lights in the hall were extinguished and dimmed.
Only the few candles placed in front of Master Fu Yun never extinguished no matter how the cold wind raged.
"Amitabha!
Benefactor, I didn't invite you here to seek revenge. This Penniless Monk wants to resolve the karma for my useless disciple and get rid of his negative karma.”
Master Fu Yun slowly stood up and bowed towards the door.
"Oh? To resolve the karma and eliminate the negative karma? Then how should he resolve it?”
Su Chen slowly floated in front of the old monk and activated Ghost Words.
His voice was cold and sinister, as if it came from the depths of hell, piercing straight into the soul, causing one's heart to feel a chill.
When Master Fu Yun heard his voice, he couldn't help but be shocked.
This ghost's strength was indeed beyond his expectations. Just its voice could affect people's minds.
If he had to condense his true body, it would probably be difficult for anyone to suppress him!
It was indeed powerful!
However, he also discovered that although this Yin wind was like a knife scraping bones and shaking the soul, there was no killing intent at all.
This made him feel very strange because ordinary ghosts would never stay in the Yang Realm unless they had obsessions.
However, the ghost in front of him was surprisingly calm.
"Patron, as a ghost, why don't you reincarnate? Yet he wanted to stay in the Yang Realm and disturb the peace of mortals?”
Great Master Fu Yun put his hands in front of his chest and asked in a deep voice.
Su Chen rolled his eyes. Who wanted to stay in the world of the living?
It was all because of this damn system. It left Ta here and even gave him a mission.
If I can't finish it, I'll be reduced to ashes. What can I do?
"This is my business. It doesn't seem to have anything to do with Grandmaster.”
"Since Grandmaster used the Soul Connection Technique to call me here, then say whatever you have to say. Don't talk about useless things.”
Su Chen walked up to the old monk and said unhappily.
"Amitabha. Patron, you're straightforward, so I won't hesitate.”
Master Fu Yun said with a smile
"Benefactor, tell me about your physical body. This temple can set up a memorial tablet for you to worship day and night and be nourished by my Buddha.”
"That's it?"
Su Chen squatted down and condensed his spiritual power into an arm to pull the demon-subduing pestle out of the incense ashes.
Seeing this, Master Fu Yun's eyelids twitched, and a trace of shock appeared on his face.
This ghost was ridiculously strong!
This demon-subduing pestle was one of the most treasured weapons of the Purple Cloud Temple. It was several times stronger than his alms bowl.
Yet, it could easily hold it in its hand and play with it. It was simply ridiculous!
If the evil ghost was not ridiculously strong, then it was a pure ghost with no evil intentions.
"Patron, what do you think?"
Great Master Fu Yun sighed in his heart. It seemed that this karma was not as simple as he had imagined.
"My Purple Cloud Monastery has limited capabilities. If you have any requests, you can ask for them.”
When Su Chen heard his words, an expression of success appeared on his face. He looked at the Buddha behind the old monk.
"I have a method that can not only resolve karma, but also help you.”
"Oh? Benefactor, please speak."
"How about you give me those ghosts?”
As soon as Su Chen finished speaking, Master Fu Yun's expression froze, and his face turned ugly.
"Patron, what do you want those ghosts for?”
As he spoke, his tone was filled with caution.
"As I said, it's to help your Purple Cloud Temple. As for whether you're willing or not, it's up to you.”
Just as Su Chen was about to negotiate with him, a system notification sounded in his mind.
Ding! [Mission: Punish Zhao Jintong and stop the punishment of the little girl.]
[Reward: 80,000 Ghost Energy. Weapon: the soul Reaper hook
F * ck!
Did something happen to Little Sister Dai?
When he heard the mission information, he was stunned on the spot.
"Old monk, I have an urgent matter to attend to now. I told you to consider it carefully before contacting me.”
Su Chen threw down these words and flew out of the hall.
The cold wind in the hall dissipated as if nothing had happened.
"Hey, hey, hey ~ Patron, you…"
Seeing this, Master Fu Yun hurriedly chased after him and stretched out his hand to stop him.
"What is this? This old monk spent several months of bitter cultivation just to use the Soul Connection Technique once, and he's leaving just like that?”
Seeing that there was no movement, he could only walk back to the hall with a helpless expression.
Looking at the pitch-black scene before him, he suddenly waved his sleeves. The kasaya on his body rippled with golden light and scattered in all directions.
In the next second, the candles that Su Chen had extinguished lit up.
If anyone else saw this, they would have knelt on the ground.
He shouted for a miracle!
Master Fu Yun nodded in satisfaction. He put his hand into his pocket, and his face turned ashen.
艹!
Where's my phone!
......
In the hotel.
Under the dim light, Zhao Jintong handed her a large bouquet of roses.
Little Sister Dai smiled awkwardly. She didn't want to take it, but she saw that the other party had been holding it up like this and had prepared such expensive food and drinks.
After a moment of silence, she reached out and placed the rose on the corner of the table. She could not help but feel disgusted.
Or red roses?
It's really tacky!
If only Su Chen gave me flowers!
"Dumb little sister, this is the gift I prepared for you. It's Tiffany's Deep Sea Mystery, specially made for you. It's made with a 20-carat ocean blue diamond, 3.5 million yuan.”
Zhao Jintong opened the gift box and saw a necklace lying quietly on the inside. In the middle was a big blue heart-shaped diamond.
The surrounding was also inlaid with top-notch diamonds, which looked quite luxurious.
"How is it? Do you like it?"
Zhao Jintong smiled as he took out the necklace and handed it to her.
"Can I help you put it on?"
As she spoke, she stood up and pretended to walk over to him.
"Wait!"
The little girl quickly reached out to stop him.
"Um, your gift is too expensive. I can't accept it.”
"It's okay, it's okay. Just treat it as an ordinary necklace. It's nothing to me as long as you like it.”
Zhao Jintong squinted his small eyes, his tone deliberately affectionate and sincere.
Dai Xiaomei's stomach suddenly felt uncomfortable. This was not a matter of money.
He was the kind of person... It was a very special kind…Disgusting.
Moreover, even though the other party's eyes were small, Little Sister Dai could still clearly feel it.
His eyes never left her legs!
Perhaps it was because of Su Chen's presence during this period of time that his sixth sense seemed to have become much stronger.
"I'm sorry. The brothers in the live broadcast room are watching. It's not good for you to do this.”
The little girl shook her head firmly and refused decisively.
"What's there to be afraid of? I'll always be your number one.
If you follow me, you won't have to live stream so hard every day anymore. Isn't that good?”
Zhao Jintong's lips curled into a smile that he thought was very handsome. She almost couldn't hold it in.
This was too wretched!
"Besides, what good is it for you to fool around with someone every day?”
Seeing that the silly little sister did not speak, his expression became a little unhappy. He put down the necklace in his hand and sneered,
"As long as you agree to be my girlfriend, I can give you anything you want. Can I give you that little brat?”
The little girl's expression turned cold.
"If you don't agree, I'll have to tip another streamer. I'm sorry.”
Zhao Jintong saw that her expression was not good and thought that she was in a dilemma. He leaned back in the chair and crossed his legs.
"Do you really think that you can rely on a little brat?
I believe that you won't be the top player in the gaming area very soon. Do as you see fit, hehe ~"
After saying that, he lit a cigarette and slowly exhaled white smoke, looking confident.
She said that she was just an ordinary streamer. It didn't matter if she had no money or if she treated A.
But not Su Chen!
Su Chen was the reason why she was where she was today, let alone Zhao Jintong.
She didn't even look at what she looked like. She looked like half a pig.
At the thought of this, Dai Xiaomei stood up, picked up a wine glass and splashed it on his face, looking at him disdainfully.
"Zhao Jintong, you're only ranked first on the roll. This old lady really doesn't care!”
"Since you want to tip others, then go ahead. I don't lack your money!”
After saying that, he took out his commonly used phone from his bag and walked to the front desk to scan the bank's QR code.
"Received, 100,000 yuan."
"Tonight's meal, split the bill. I'm not serving anymore! Oh right, let me tell you something else.”
Little Sister Dai put away her phone and looked at the dumbfounded Zhao Jintong. An arrogant expression appeared on her face.
"He's not a ghost! He's my husband now!"
......
'F * ck! Little sister is awesome! Even the top ranker on the roll is treated like this?
'Who told him to say that about my Brother Ghost? If you want me, I'll splash it too! Humph!
" Dumb little sister, I'm really kneeling! Was he playing so well now? A ghost father turned into a ghost husband?
" Really? What did the host just say? Brother Ghost is her husband?
" Dumb little sister, you won't even let a ghost off! This is f * cking true love!
......
The netizens who were watching a good show in the live broadcast room were struck by lightning when they heard the words of the little girl.
The bullet comments on the screen paused for dozens of seconds before they were drowned out.
The old phone was immediately stopped by the crazy bullet comments and automatically exited the app. Everyone was shocked.
'What does this mean? Did I become her husband just like that?
Su Chen, who was standing at the dining table, looked surprised.
As he watched the beautiful figure leave, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl into a doting smile.
Zhao Jintong's eyes gradually turned cold.
Bang!
"Dumb little sister, I gave you face, but you don't want it!
How dare a small streamer fight with me? I'll make sure you don't get away with it!”
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