After cleaning the kitchen, Dazui Liu closed the store and prepared to go back to the house to rest. However, before he stepped out of the backyard, he heard the conversation between Zhang Yang and Xiaobai, such words as "Bone Demon" and "Drink Blood" pricked Dazui Liu like needles. He hid at the door and did not dare to move, his lips were purple, and his face was scary.

After the White Bone Demon returned to the house, Zhang Yang turned around and saw the big-mouthed willow with a look of horror. He was stunned for two seconds before deliberately changing the subject and asked, "Is it done?"

"Well, I'm done with it." Big Mouth Liu nodded, pursed her lips, and then thought to go back to the house quickly, but his feet were as heavy as if they were filled with lead, so heavy that they could not move at all.

Zhang Yang realized at this time that Big Mouth Willow might have heard something, so he walked up to him and said, "Actually, many things are not what you imagined. What you see with your eyes and your ears are not necessarily facts, do you understand?"

Dazui Liu dared not say anything. Since Xiaobai was transformed by a fairy, Zhang Yang might have transformed by a fairy. He didn't dare to resist, so he could only nod and said, "I won't say it."

"What?" Zhang Yang knew that he must have misunderstood when he heard this, so he explained to him: "So what if you say it? Actually, it's not the case."

Big Mouth Liu was already scared at this time. He knelt on the ground with a "plop" and then said crying: "I really won't tell you, don't kill me, and my sister."

Now that I can't make it up anymore, Zhang Yang simply tried to be a living person and confessed to him: "Yes, Xiaobai is just a fairy, but has she harmed you for so long? Have you done anything bad?"

"No, absolutely not." Big Mouth Liu said, "Don't worry, I really won't say it out loud, as long as you don't hurt us."

Well, Zhang Yang waved his hand and sat back to wash dishes. He didn't plan to say anything else. Big-mouthed Liu took the opportunity to get up and ran back to his house crookedly. Before entering the door, he was almost knocked to the ground by the threshold.

After the little hooligan returned to the mountain, he could not escape the abbot's scolding and finally punished him to clean up.

After a while, the old abbot ran to the little hooligan and smelled it for a long time, frowned and asked, "Did you break the meat precept? It smells like mutton, um? Why does it taste like beef?"

"Abbot, your nose is so good." The little gangster gave the abbot a thumbs up, then he thought of something, and asked, "Strange, how do you know the taste of lamb and beef? Have you ever eaten it secretly?"

"Stop talking nonsense. Have you never eaten pork and seen pigs run away?" The abbot said angrily: "I have smelled it, and I have never eaten it. As a practitioner, how can you break the precepts? If the Buddha knows this, I might punish you!"

"Buddha? I have never seen him before, and I don't know whether he exists or not." The little hooligan said dissatisfiedly: "You are all afraid of him so much, which means that he is not a person who loves the world. What's the use of such a person to worship him?"

"You can't speak nonsense, be careful to be implicated in our Jinshan Temple!" The abbot was so scared that he hurriedly recited the scriptures. After he finished reciting, he said to the little hooligan: "You are really like him back then."

"Who? Is it the monk you picked up from the river? The one who went to the West to obtain scriptures later?" The little hooligan had also heard of Tang Monk's past, but he didn't have a deep impression of him and didn't know much about it.

"I don't know where he has gone now and when he will be able to get back from the scriptures." The old abbot missed Tang Seng, and then said to the little hooligan: "When he brings the scriptures back, he will instill the correct ideas in you."

"It's brainwashing." The little hooligan said bluntly.

"Sincere, sin." The abbot thought of this again: "Sweep your floor well, and confine you in the future. Don't run down the mountain any more!"

"Whatever you do, you can't trap me anyway." The little gangster looked indifferent. He could always find a way to go out anyway. The abbot sighed and left.

When he was asleep at night, the little hooligan suddenly heard something in the temple, so he tiptoed, without disturbing his senior brothers, and came to the yard alone. Sure enough, the yard was still the female ghost with long hair and white clothes. She floated from somewhere and was waiting for the little hooligan in front of the door.

In fact, this situation has happened more than once. This female ghost in white often appeared in Jinshan Temple with disheveled hair in the middle of the night. Of course, no one except the little hooligan could see her.

The same is true tonight. The little hooligan walked into the yard without waking his senior brothers and stayed with the female ghost for a while. In the past, he would talk to the white-clad female ghost for a while, but once, when the wind blew up at night, the wind blew the hair scattered on her face. The little hooligan saw clearly that she had no eyes and her eyelids were deeply trapped in the eye sockets.

Her mouth was also wide open, and she seemed to be talking hard, but in fact she didn't even have a tongue, so someone should have cut it off.

I really don’t know who was so cruel that he beat a woman to death. The little hooligan didn’t know how to save her. In fact, he had found an abbot, and the abbot also sent someone to recite scriptures to her when the female ghost came, but it didn’t work at all, so she still refused to leave.

"Oh, it would be great if you could speak." The little hooligan looked at the female ghost standing next to him and said, "So you can tell me how you died, and then I can find a way to avenge you."

The female ghost looked at him and unexpectedly reached out to touch the little hooligan's head. The little hooligan was surprised, but she didn't resist or speak, so she let her touch it.

Suddenly, the door behind the little hooligan opened and two monks came out from inside. They saw the little hooligan sitting alone in the yard. They thought he was nervous again, and ignored him, so they walked towards the toilet. It seemed that it was getting up at night.

The little hooligan didn't communicate with them very much, because they were not from the same channel, so he didn't say hello to them. After he turned his head again, he was surprised to see that the female ghost in white was trembling violently.

"What's wrong with you?" the little hooligan asked in a low voice: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

The female ghost in white suddenly turned her head and looked at him. Two faint flames were emitted from her eye sockets. She suddenly stood up and floated towards the two monks. The little hooligan saw that it was broken. The female ghost was finally going to harm people today. He hurriedly shouted to the two monks: "Senior Brother Qingyang! Senior Brother Qingyue! Be careful!"

When the two monks heard the shouts of the little hooligan, they turned their heads in confusion, and the female ghost had already floated in front of them, raised the nails on their slender hands and stabbed them into their eyes.
Chapter completed!