Strange Spiritualist: My doll can really manifest

Beckoning two police officers to stay and look for Yang Lan, Lei Ming himself led several other police officers to Jiming Temple immediately!

However, when Lei Ming arrived at Jiming Temple, the Jingyun Master Tai and Bai Chang's bodyguard inside said, "Bai Lao, he has left!" Drove yourself!

"But comrade policeman, there was indeed a bit of a problem with Bai Lao's state at that time!"

"The whole person seems to be covered by a ghost, the face is waxy and white, and there are dark circles under the eyes!"

"Hurry up and find him!"

Listening to the description of the two, Lei Ming only felt a tingling in his scalp!

He faintly felt that Bai Chang's life could not be saved!

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Under the mountain, in an almost rampaging Audi car, Bai Chang's face was frighteningly white, his eyes could hardly see the pupils, and he was full of pale eyeballs!

Except for Bai Chang's empty car, the temperature in the car is so low that it can freeze people to death, but if you look in the rearview mirror, you can find that two powerful ghosts, one big and one small, are haunting him!

The big ghost was covered in blood, blood and tears flowed on her pale ghost's face, and she seemed to be whispering in Bai Chang's ear!

If Master Jingyun is here, he will definitely be able to recognize it, this is Jingyu!

The woman who came to Caiyun to find her son!

The little ghost "hehe" smiled, waved his cold little hand and grabbed the position of Bai Chang's heart, saying "not grasping" and "not grasping" one by one, as if he wanted to take something out of it!

It's summer!

Entangled by two powerful ghosts, one big and one small, Bai Chang's whole vitality gradually disappeared, and the Buddha tablet on his chest emitted a slight light, and every time it was brightened, Bai Chang's whole vitality recovered a little!

However, that restored vitality was quickly sucked away by two powerful ghosts, one big and one small, so that Bai Chang's whole person always looked like he was covered by a ghost!

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don't know how long it took, a sound of sharp brakes sounded, Bai Changhun crawled out of the car, he stumbled forward, and fell to the ground with a "snap" in the stagnant water.

With the last trace of strength to raise his head, Bai Chang saw the closed gate of the Chongwen Temple in front of him.

At this time, it was past seven o'clock, the clouds were thick and rainy, the sky was dark, and there were people around Chongwen Temple, and occasionally someone saw this pale-faced old man lying on the ground and leaving in a hurry!

A young mother led her child passing by with an umbrella, and suddenly, the little boy who was holding his mother's hand pointed to Bai Chang lying on the ground and said, "Mom!

"That aunt and that kid are beating that grandpa!"

The young mother turned her head and saw that except for Bai Chang lying on the ground, where were there any aunts and children?!

Her face suddenly changed, "What are you talking nonsense on a cloudy day?!"

After that, he picked up the little boy and left in a hurry.

"Uh, uh!"

A low and painful cry came from Bai Chang's mouth, he looked up at the Chongwen Temple gate not far in front of him, his pale eyes rolled slightly, he raised his hand with great effort, and crawled towards the temple gate little by little.

It seemed that something in the temple gate could save his life.

In Chongwen Temple, this point used to be the time for the monks to eat, but today, the whole temple is so quiet that there is no sound at all.

Even the raindrops fell on the floor tiles in the temple, and they did not dare to make a sound.

Tap-Tap!

Suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps.

Along with this, there is also the sound of "when, when, when" gold and stone bumping.

"Amitabha Buddha..." The

long, old voice passed through the rain curtain and over the hall, and an old monk in a cassock with a face as wrinkled as dead bark appeared step by step at the temple gate with a Zen staff.

He did not come out of the temple, but from the outside side.

Braving the continuous drizzle, the old monk walked up to Bai Chang, held the Zen staff in his hand, and stood in front of him with one hand, "Bai Shi Shi, fortunately, this Buddha card of yours has protected your soul, otherwise, your soul would have been scattered at this time."

Bai Chang on the ground raised his hand to the old monk little by little, seemingly praying for something.

The old monk's face trembled slightly, and he looked behind Bai Chang and said, "You two are also pitiful, but in the end, this is still the place of my Buddha Gate, and Bai Shizhu is the incense lord of my temple and enjoys the immortal tablet in my temple."

"The monks have mercy, and today you hurt him to this point, and I will not count with you, so leave quickly."

Ghost Jingyu raised his head, glared at the old monk with a dark green ghost face with blood and tears, and opened his mouth to let out a harsh ghost roar!

In an instant, all the ancient trees in the Chongwen Temple in the wind and rain rattled!

The old monk's face suddenly panicked!

He immediately looked back and was slightly relieved to see that the temple door behind him was closed tightly.

Turning around, the old monk's anger surged up, "You lonely soul wild ghost! Do you have to hurt people in front of Lao Gu? Bully me Chongwen Temple no one?! "

Bang!

After the old monk finished speaking, the Zen staff in his hand slammed to the ground, and the string of gold rings on the Zen staff made a crisp sound, and suddenly, Ghost Jing covered his cold head, and his face looked extremely painful!

And that summer seemed to be unaffected, he squatted on Bai Chang's back and laughed, and his little hand grabbed Bai Chang's back heart!

"Hee-hee! Didn't catch it again!

"Didn't catch it!"

"Still haven't caught it!"

I don't know what it is grabbing, that cold little hand grabbed Bai Chang's back all at once, and with each scratch, Bai Chang's whole face became more painful!

The old monk used the Zen staff ring sound to force the ghost to retreat, but he didn't dare to do anything about this summer, but just followed the good path and said: "Little friend, this old grandfather has already been punished, we, okay?"

Summer tilted his little head to look at the old monk, and the cold little ghost hand scratched Bai Chang's back again, "Hee-hee, didn't catch it again?!" The

old monk patiently persuaded: "He has a Buddhist card on him, you can't catch his heart, little friend, spare people and spare people, let him go, okay?"

Summer Grimace's face showed a strange expression, he looked down at the blood hole in front of him, looked up at the old monk and said: "Orange Orange, the same thing as you said..." Hearing

the words "orange orange", the old monk trembled, and he turned his head to look behind him again!

Seeing that the temple door was still tightly closed, the old monk continued to turn to Summer and said, "Right? You see, he said he couldn't catch it, so how could you catch it?

"Obedient, let's not play, well!"

Syllable!

At this time, the little ghost hand of summer once again grabbed Bai Chang's back, and this time Bai Chang's whole body was shocked!

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the old monk with pleading eyes!

Summer's laughing grimace gradually became confused, and he said quietly: "Hey, this time, caught it!" The

old monk's face suddenly changed, "Little ghost! Kick the nose on the face and don't know how to lift!

"Look at Lao Gu took you!"

After saying that, he was about to raise the Zen staff in his hand, when behind

the old monk, the closed temple door was opened by two trembling monks, and Yang Ning yawned and walked out of it.

"Master Jueming, long time no see."

Greeting the old monk with a smile, Yang Ning put one hand behind his back, spread out the other hand forward, and walked out of the temple gate.

Under the old monk's extremely frightened gaze, Yang Ning's spread hand held it little by little, and when he released it again, a cloud of golden powder slipped from his hand like sand!

"Huh?! This?! The

old monk hurriedly looked at Bai Chang's neck, and saw that the Buddhist tablet that had just provided Bai Chang with life all the way had already become crumbs.

After the golden grit was completely spilled, Yang Ning's right hand spread out the five fingers, a little harder, snap!

A sound like thunder sounded, which shocked all the monks behind the temple gate and were frightened!

I saw that behind Yang Ning, above the temple gate, on the temple gate plaque that I don't know how many years of storms and wrote the three big characters of "Chongwen Temple", there was an extra blood-red ghost handprint!

Suddenly, the old monk's trembling body and the plaque on the gate of the temple couldn't stop shaking together in the wind and rain!

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