"That's great, then you can help my senior sister." Zhao Lizhen said quickly.

Ye Xiong glanced at Tie Nan and saw that she had no intention of asking her to help, he shook his head immediately.

"Your senior sister's illness is not an ordinary disease, but a debt disease."

"Stinky monk, what are you talking about? I have never heard of debt disease in my whole life... Cough cough." Tie Nan said angrily.

"The universe, the six realms of reincarnation, and everything in the world cannot be separated from the word cause and effect... A girl killed too much, and only after accumulating yin debts can she get this debt disease... There is no cure for this disease, and she can only accumulate good deeds and abstain from killing intentions to improve." Ye Xiong said in the tone of a Buddhist monk.

He practiced Buddhist techniques and read scriptures well. He almost believed this nonsense.

"I don't believe that there is such a disease in the world, hum." After saying that, Tie Nan said, he said to Zhao Lizhen: "Seventh Junior Sister, please watch him carefully and don't let him escape. I'll come back soon."

After saying that, she turned into a stream of light and left.

I guess I was so embarrassed that I didn't want to stay with the two of them.

At the moment, there were only two people left in the field.

"Little monk, what you said is true. Is there really a debt disease in this world?" Zhao Lizhen still couldn't believe it. This was too ridiculous.

"Debt disease is like fate. If you believe, you will have it. If you don't believe, you will not. She will come back to find the monk soon."

Zhao Lizhen asked the letter. A day later, Tieman came back and the cough was cured, but she covered her face so that the two of them could not see their faces.

"Stinky monk, didn't you say that the bullshit debt disease can't be cured? Have you seen me recovered now?" Tie Nan said.

Ye Xiong put his palms together and said seriously: "Debt disease is not a common disease in the world. It will not be the same type. It will transform. It may feel like the body is falling into an ice cellar, and may produce inner demons. There is no fixed pathology or cause, so naturally the cause cannot be found."

"You're talking nonsense." Tie Nan said angrily.

"If a girl believes in it, there will be something, if she doesn't believe in it, there will be nothing." Ye Xiong put his palms together and recited the Buddha's name.

The iron man stared at him tightly, as if he wanted to see from his eyes whether he was lying.

Yesterday, she coughed for a day, and she almost vomited blood. She couldn't cure it with all her methods.

Later, the cough finally healed, and inexplicable erythema grew on her body, and the pathology was also impossible to find.

Fortunately, although the erythema is ugly, it can be blocked and not as embarrassing as coughing.

"How to treat this disease?" Finally, she spoke.

"This disease cannot be cured."

After Ye Xiong finished speaking, he turned around and left, ignoring her.

Grandma, I want to treat my own illness and be my ancestor.

"stop."

The iron man grabbed a few steps forward and stopped him and said, "Since you know this disease, there must be a way to cure it, right?"

"Debt disease is not a disease, it is a debt, and it cannot be cured."

"You can guarantee that monks don't lie?" Tie Nan asked.

Ye Xiong was silent immediately.

The iron man looked at him with bright eyes, afraid of saying a word from him.

"It's not that it's impossible to cure. You just need to do one good every day and never commit murder again. After a hundred days, you will naturally be cured."

Ye Xiong said, taking out a small bottle from his body, which contained a mud-yellow pill.

"This pill is called Shanming Pill. It is made of dirt scraped off from a Buddhist cushion. It has been worshipped by tens of thousands of people. After taking this pill, it should be able to relieve some of your sins and perhaps some of your pain."

"What did you say, the dirt on the futon?" Tieman's face turned red.

When she thought of this, she felt a little nauseous.

"The thing is here, do you agree or not?" Ye Xiong threw the bottle over and did not force it.

If she knew that the pill was not dirt on the cushion, but her foot mud, I wonder what she thought.

The iron man let the small bottle fall to the ground and didn't pick it up at all.

Ye Xiong turned around and left, ignoring her.

Anyway, her health is in her own hands. Just let her be good, and if she is bad, she will be bad.

Not to mention muddy in the soles of her feet, she has to eat it even if it is shit.

The iron man's face was flushed and he was about to leave.

Suddenly, there were a burst of itch on my body and the skin began to attack again.

"If this medicine is ineffective, you will die by then."

The iron man turned around, picked up the small bottle, and turned around and left.

Even if she eats, she can’t eat in front of him. How embarrassing it!

Ye Xiong turned around, activated his magic eyes, and soon penetrated countless trees, watching her hold the pill in her hand.

After hesitating for a long time, she took the pill, then stuck her throat and vomited desperately.

Looking at her appearance, Ye Xiong couldn't say anything about it!

Let’s eat my brother’s feet mud!

He entered the inner world, activated the Destiny Wheel, clicked on the Body Palace, and changed the Tieman's Body Palace to a good one.

...

Tieman coughed desperately. When she thought that the pill was dirt, she felt nauseous when she felt dirt from the body of the Buddha worshipper.

If it weren't for the itchy body, she really didn't want to eat it.

It's strange that after taking the antidote, she immediately felt that her body was no longer itchy.

She immediately pulled up her arm and found that the red spots on her arm retreated quickly at the speed seen by the naked eye.

Is this antidote really effective?

Tieman looked confused and could hardly believe his eyes.

Each of the top ten disciples under Isa's sect is an all-round talent. As Isa's third disciple, she knows more about medical skills than Zhao Lizhen, but she still cannot cure her illness. Unexpectedly, the other party was cured by a mere pill.

"Is there a so-called debt disease in this world?"

"There is really a causal cycle?"

Tieman felt that her worldview was subverted, and she couldn't believe it, but the facts appeared in front of her, forcing her to believe it.

Back in the trees, Tieman glanced at Ye Xiong and shouted, "Little Monk, come here."

Ye Xiong walked up to her and asked, "Girl, do you believe it now?"

Tieman didn't reply and asked, "I'll ask you, is my cure?"

Ye Xiong shook his head: "The good thought pill can only reduce your sins and temporarily solve your illness. If you want to be completely cured, you must do one good every day for a hundred days. And within a hundred days, you must not commit murder again, otherwise, the debt disease will not only recur, but may also be more serious."

"After a hundred days, will my illness be cured and I can kill people again in the future?" Tie Nan asked.

"Girl, it's always bad to commit murder. Why do you want to kill someone?"

"Nonsense, I am a killer, is it possible not to kill him?" Tie Nan rolled his eyes and asked, "You are a monk. Can you not recite scriptures?"

"The little monk can't do it."

"You know that you can't do it. I'm a killer. Can you not kill someone?"

"Girl, why do you want to be a killer?"

"Why do you want to be a monk?"

Ye Xiong: “…”

He had nothing to say.

This woman has taken the murder as a matter of course...

"Miss, the killing spirit is too strong, and there will never be a good ending. The cause and effect cycle, take care of the girl."
Chapter completed!