Chapter 235 You Are Wrong

As the door closed, the light in the temple dimmed a lot.

The candlelight swayed in the temple, and the hazy light and shadow made the Buddha statue, which should have been solemn, look a little hideous.

The old monk sat on the cushion with his back to the Buddha statue and facing the crowd.

A strange sense of disharmony made everyone silent.

Seeing that everyone was silent, the old monk smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, here, you can speak out your difficulties without hesitation."

As soon as this was said, the husband of the couple sitting on the far right hesitated for a moment and then spoke.

It was similar to what He Feng had learned before. He was from an ordinary working-class family and already had a child. Unfortunately, his wife miscarried after her second pregnancy.

Later, he found out that his wife had cancer. They were already raising a child, and the pressure of life was not small. The savings for medical treatment were quickly consumed.

Just when his wife was desperately waiting to die, someone gave her a black umbrella.

They could only try their best and came to this rain village.

The old monk pondered for a moment: "Two donors, I can indeed try to cure it, but there will be certain risks."

"Master, can you really cure cancer?" The husband showed a happy expression.

"Generally speaking, it's not possible. But she might try it." The old monk looked at the woman in the couple and saw that she was pale. After sitting down, she subconsciously covered her stomach with both hands. He shook his head and said, "You may also know. It is because of this that you can get the black umbrella. As the saying goes, good fortune and misfortune go hand in hand. This may be fate."

Hearing the master say this, the couple's expressions changed a little. Obviously, they are still hiding something.

Li Changhe's Eagle Eye Demon Eye does not have the ability to observe spirits, but in a trance, he saw a small, but big-headed human-shaped black shadow flashing across the woman's body.

The black shadow flashed by, and if his eyes had not stayed on her, he would probably not have noticed it.

This is not an illusion. He Feng, who was sitting next to the woman, also saw the scene. And the masked woman suddenly leaned back. In order not to reveal any flaws, Li Changhe also showed a look of fear.

The old monk was unmoved. He should have seen the woman's state, but did not point it out.

He looked at He Feng.

There was nothing wrong with He Feng's disguise. After hesitating for a while, a low voice sounded.

He was originally a student of a high school, from a poor family, and suffered bullying.

Coupled with the wounds on the box's face, it made it more credible.

In a so-called "lesson", he was beaten into the ward.

With only a few months left before the college entrance examination, being beaten like this would inevitably affect his college entrance examination.

This made him, who was from a poor family, very desperate, and at that time. Someone sent a black umbrella, saying that it would change his life.

This was actually the experience of a black umbrella owner. One of the people Li Changhe recorded when observing in the magic mirror.

The black umbrella owner was also bullied, and then was given a black umbrella.

Then when he was shown by the magic mirror, he had changed his appearance, and those who bullied him also disappeared inexplicably.

The old monk did not show any doubt, but with a compassionate look, he clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, you will get what you want."

It seems that he has passed the test.

Then, the old monk looked at the masked woman.

This woman is very mysterious. She has not said a word since last night.

Whether it is Li Changhe and others in the same car, or Lin Hu in the village. She has never responded.

Seeing that the woman has never spoken, the old monk looked at He Feng and others and said: "You go first, Lin Hu should be waiting for you outside."

"Thank you, Master." The three responded and left the Buddhist temple.

"It seems that I have to contact them first to see what secrets they have buried. Maybe I can get some words." In [Friends], He Feng contacted Li Changhe.

"Don't act rashly. If you find Luo Qiao, give me a position." Li Changhe responded.

In this small village, Li Changhe, as an archer, can attack almost any position.

"Of course, but I might have killed her before you attacked." He Feng responded, and left the temple with the couple on crutches.

When the three of them left, the master looked at the woman: "Donor, there is no need to hide. No one can hurt you here."

He noticed that the woman did not want outsiders to know the secret, so he sent He Feng and others who had already spoken away.

The woman looked at Li Changhe, or rather, at the marks on his neck, as if she had found some kind of recognition.

She nodded and spoke slowly, but her voice was very harsh. Like a severely damaged disk.

As she spoke, a cold atmosphere appeared in the temple.

The candlelight in the temple began to waver.

"There is a girl who dreams of becoming a singer. She is very talented, and her voice, figure, and appearance are all top-notch. She also works very hard." At this point, she paused: "And Master, humans often envy those who are better than themselves."

The old monk nodded slowly.

Li Changhe's heart moved. Hearing what she said and her voice, could it be that she was the girl she said, and her voice became like this after being persecuted?

"But what is this situation?" Li Changhe lowered his eyes and looked at the tea in front of him. In the teacup, the water surface had already stirred up a slight ripple without knowing when.

The woman continued in her unpleasant voice: "The incident also occurred because of this. After the girl won the first prize at the municipal level, those who were extremely jealous of her made a crazy decision. They got Pinellia and Avalokitesvara odora, and they wanted to destroy her sweet voice. So, at the party, they poured those drugs into her drink. In order to eliminate suspicion, some of them also drank the drink. But the amount was not much."

"After that, the girl's voice was completely ruined. The once sweet singing voice turned into a desperate roar. Finally, she was found to have cut her wrists in her bathroom." The woman's story was not over yet, and there was a certain fear in her voice: "But after that, those women who were jealous of her were also like being cursed. Their voices were destroyed, and every time they made a sound, she came back!"

"Master, save me! Please, save me!" Only five minutes had passed since the woman spoke, and most of the candles in the Buddhist temple were extinguished by some force.

It turned out that she was not the poor girl who was envied and persecuted. She is one of those abusers!

"I said so." The old monk didn't care whether this woman was an abuser or not. He stood up slowly with a compassionate look on his face, picked up the six-ring staff, and prepared for battle.

He felt that something had come here. It seems that Yucun's isolation ability cannot stop the revenge of the evil spirit.

But he will never let the evil spirit succeed here.

"No one can hurt you here"

However, before the voice fell, there was a gunshot.

'Bang! '

The masked woman's head was pierced by a bullet. Like a ripe persimmon falling from the treetop, the gushing blood plasma was all over the ground.

The old monk was stunned, and saw the woman's body fall to the ground, and slowly looked at Li Changhe.

Li Changhe was still sitting cross-legged on the futon, with his left hand supporting his chin, and a Lee Enfield rifle appeared in his right hand, and there was still gunpowder rising from the muzzle.

He directly put the muzzle of the gun against the masked woman's face and shot her to death with one shot.

"Thank you." A strange female voice came from my ears, soft and sweet.

Li Changhe did not respond, but looked at the old monk with a flat tone.

"Obviously, you are wrong."