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Chapter 20 Thinking of ways to squeeze oil

When Baiyang came out of the second-hand market, there was an additional motorcycle.

The brand is Haojue Suzuki.

Bai Yang doesn't know much about superiority and cost-effectiveness when it comes to motorcycles.

However, the first motorcycle my father owned was Haojue, so Bai Yang was familiar with this brand and could get started quickly when he drove it.

In addition, the price is appropriate and there is a certain guarantee, so Bai Yang decisively took it.

Bai Yang was also very excited to have his first car in his life. A beautiful life starts with the first thing.

With your own nest, your own car, and your own career, these are all wonderful memories after your future success.

Driving a motorcycle, I walked around the road with few people. After a period of exploration and practice, I gradually became familiar with it, and then rode the motorcycle and ran away.

More than ten minutes later, Bai Yang came to a familiar place.

Baoquan Temple.

This is my first place to deal with evil ghosts.

That gangster was suppressed here.

It's been two days since Bai Yang came over to see what changes have happened to the ghosts who hit the car.

Baoquan Temple is as deserted as ever, and no one comes.

After parking the car, Bai Yang walked in. The temple was empty, and the huge area was quiet and peaceful.

When he arrived in front of the merit box, Bai Yang looked carefully and found a mass of yin energy lurking at the bottom of the merit box.

That was a scoundrel, it was still here and was suppressed.

Squatting down, Bai Yang patted the merit box and said with a smile: "Lao Zhang, is it comfortable to live in a quiet place in Buddhism?"

"Ding Dong: Evil thoughts from Zhang Kui +5."

Oh, it will open as soon as you come!

This is a powerful ghost, and it has not been in vain for two days.

"Why? Don't you like it? Then this is the case, how about I'll change the place for you?" Bai Yang continued.

There is no response in the merit box.

Bai Yang touched the merit box and it was not locked. When he opened it, he saw that there was five dollars lying quietly inside, dirty and darkened blood. It was the one he threw down.

This temple is so pitiful. It has been two days since there are no other believers coming to donate!

Bai Yang thought for a second of silence in his heart, and then took out the five dollars.

As soon as I left the merit box, the yin energy on the five dollars floated, and I seemed very excited.

After all, the Merit Box is a place where Buddhism collects donations for believers. I don’t know how many people cast money with sincere faith here. The idea contained in it is in line with Buddha nature. For evil spirits, it is a restraining thing!

However, before the five-dollar yin energy was happy for a long time, Bai Yang walked into the hall and came to a tall Buddha statue, and then placed the five-dollar on the incense table in front of the Buddha statue.

And this location is the place where the Buddha statue is attracted by.

Suddenly, the yin energy from the five dollars shrank back and lurked deeper.

"Ding Dong: Evil thoughts from Zhang Kui +10."

Good, you have great potential, and you squeeze out so much! It’s fifteen o’clock, and you’re getting a lot today!

"Uh Amitabha Buddha."

At this moment, a Buddhist chant sounded, alarming Bai Yang.

When he turned around and saw an old monk with white eyebrows standing outside the hall, looking at him with a calm expression.

"Hello Master." Bai Yang hurriedly greeted him seriously.

The old monk glanced at the five dollars and looked at Bai Yang again. Then he looked surprised and seemed a little surprised.

"Donor, you..."

"Master, I admire Buddhist culture and come here to receive the influence." Bai Yang said hurriedly.

The old monk twitched his lips and glanced at the five dollars again.

I believe you.

Bai Yang noticed the old monk's eyes and his mind moved slightly.

This old monk seems not to be an ordinary monk. Can he see the ghost?

"The donor is very human, and there is no need to cover up. The Buddhist sect is pure and does not accept the money for cause and effect. The donor should take the money away." The old monk was not polite and made his attitude straightforward.

Bai Yang smiled: "The master is indeed a monk. Well, I took it a liberty. I asked the master to help for a few days. I thank you here. Since the master does not accept the money, I will take it away."

The old monk clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, thank you donor."

Bai Yang was not polite either. He put the five dollars in again and put it in a pocket with the amulet, making the slut at the five dollars afraid to move.

Then, Bai Yang smiled and said, "Thank you again, Master. If you have time in the future, I will definitely come to visit you. I still have something to do today, so I will leave first."

After saying that, Bai Yang strode away. When he arrived at the merit box, he paused and took out another handful of money from his body. The amount was not large, hundreds or dozens of dollars, which was Bai Yang's entire cash.

He stuffed all the money into the merit box and then quickly left.

At the entrance of the hall, looking at Bai Yang's back as he was leaving, the old monk showed a look of surprise on his face and muttered to himself: "It's only been two days..."

Riding a motorcycle and going all the way to the accommodation.

The statue of Zhong Kui is also suppressing Yin Yan.

In the Yin inkstone, Zhou Kai lurked, and the Yin body seemed to be strengthened again.

This thing is really a treasure like ghosts!

Bai Yang sighed inwardly, walked over, and took up the statue of Zhong Kui.

Zhou Kai, who was lurking, noticed something abnormal, glanced at Bai Yang quietly, ignored him, and continued to try hard to absorb the source of Yin Qi in the Yin inkstone.

This guy doesn't know what method to use, and is consuming the origin of Yin inkstone. He must grab time and get more from it. Otherwise, when the origin of Yin inkstone is gone, he will be crying.

Just as he was thinking, Zhou Kai was suddenly shocked and found that Bai Yang actually brought back a similar person. No, this one seemed much better than him, and he was not a good person.

After careful examination, Zhou Kai found that Bai Yang picked up the statue of Zhong Kui, pointed it at a five-dollar bill, shouted, "Check."

Then the similar people lurking in the five dollars were forcibly pulled out and sucked into the red gourd.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Kai's mouth twitched.

This is another method.

That's how Liu Dakui was collected.

Ma Dan has never become stronger than Liu Dakui. She must not show any dissatisfaction, otherwise she will not have a good ending.

After Bai Yang took Zhang Kui, he looked at the five dollars that had become ordinary, put it directly on the table, then looked at the statue of Zhong Kui, and said with a smile: "Liu Dakui, Zhang Kui, you two are considered ghost brothers and ghost brothers in trouble now, and you can't run away, but we are not unreasonable people. Even if you are in jail, you can atone for the sins, but there is no ghost power in jail. I will give you a chance. From now on, you two will fight each other every once in a while. I will release whoever is powerful, I will breathe out and see the scenery outside. What do you think?"

After hearing Bai Yang's words, Zhou Kai in Yin Inkstone was speechless for a moment.

Mom, this guy is so sinister! He is playing with two ghosts as cunts.

Dingdong: Evil thoughts from Liu Dakui +5.
Chapter completed!
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