The bell finally stopped. The unlucky young couple felt that since they had spent money, they had to ring the bell enough to make a profit, so they rang the bell "dong dong dong" many times.
But her husband's stamina didn't seem to be enough.
It was urgent in the early stage, but became weak in the later stage. In the end, I twisted my sore arms and said that I really couldn't knock anymore.
The bells stopped.
Zhou Ze fell on the ground with his back facing up, his body already drenched in sweat, and he was breathing heavily.
When the fat monk who was tied there saw Zhou Ze's appearance, there was no fear in his eyes, but instead an emotion of "looking up to a towering figure".
Ox,
Just listening to the sound of a bell can make you look rough!
Zhou Ze turned his head and looked at the fat guy. Now Zhou Ze was sure that there was something wrong with the bell, not the temple.
Look at the appearance of the big monk in this temple. It must be the Buddha who was blind that made this temple spiritual.
The fat monk smiled warmly, pointed forward and said:
"There are frozen drinks in the mini fridge, but you're so hot."
“…” Zhou Ze.
On the steps outside the house, Lawyer An rested his forehead on the bluestone bricks, sweat dripping down his chin. Then, he wanted to stand up, but the pain and bruises on his knees made him unable to stand up, and he fell sideways to the ground.
Pursing his chapped lips, Lawyer An put his hand to his forehead.
"What kind of bell is this in the temple?"
Zhou Ze slowly got up and asked at the same time.
"This is a morning wake-up bell. I bought it from a middleman a few years ago. It is said that it was used by the county government in some unknown era to summon the yamen runners and civilians."
The fat monk explained it very well.
"How much did you buy it for?" Zhou Ze asked.
"Five thousand."
"I'll give you 10,000..."
"It's five million now." The fat monk spoke first, looking at Zhou Ze with a smile on his face.
Zhou Ze smiled.
Then the nails on his left hand grew out again. He walked to the fat monk, squatted down, and slowly pressed his nails against the other's neck.
"How much is it? I didn't hear it clearly."
“Fifty, shipping included!
Monks do not tell lies, otherwise the Buddha will blame them."
Zhou Ze really found it hard to believe this guy's integrity, so he pointed at the rope on his body and said:
"Buddha also asked you to do this?"
"Donor, you are too extreme. To experience the world, to leave the world, and to come back from the world, this is cultivation. This can also be considered a kind of worldly life.
I paid her, she provided the service, and we owed each other nothing.”
"Oh."
"Everything exists for a reason. Monks claim to have transcended the secular world, so they naturally cannot look at the world with secular eyes. You think this is vulgar because you are vulgar yourself."
Zhou Ze suddenly thought of the white fox, which seemed to have said something similar.
But at this time, Boss Zhou didn't have time to sit and discuss with the fat monk. He reached out and cut the two ropes on the other party, signaling him to get up by himself, and warned him:
"Pretend you didn't see what happened today, otherwise even Buddha can't bless you."
"Amitabha, meeting is fate. Don't worry, since I am safe and sound, I will not pursue this matter any further."
Zhou Ze nodded, took out a cigarette, but found that it was gone.
The fat monk took out his own supreme ruler with a flattering look on his face.
He handed one to Zhou Ze.
Boss Zhou looked at the empty box of Xiaosu cigarettes in his hand again.
Suddenly I feel like my life is too simple
After lighting a cigarette, Boss Zhou did not rush out, but kept breathing and adjusting himself, because he knew that there was another person outside, who had just tried to stop him but failed.
Now,
He's still outside.
Because the panting sounded like someone was climbing a hill, it was so heavy and rapid that it was hard to cover your ears and pretend you didn't hear it.
Blowing out a puff of smoke, Zhou Ze saw the monk light up a cigarette himself, and it seemed that he was also an old smoker.
"Buddha also let you smoke this?" Zhou Ze raised his hand to signal the other party not to answer, and said directly: "Okay, I understand, is it another experience of worldly life?"
The fat monk shook his head and said, "That's not the case. I have always encouraged the employees in my temple to smoke good cigarettes if they can, drive good cars if they can, and use expensive phones if they can."
"Why?"
“Because pilgrims come to the temple to burn incense and make donations, they all pray for peace or fame and fortune.
If pilgrims see the monks in this temple are skinny and dressed in rags, will they think we are noble, we practice asceticism, and we are great? "
"Um?"
"In the eyes of pilgrims, we monks eat greasy food, drive luxury cars and smoke good cigarettes, and this is the power of Buddha.
How can pilgrims believe that this Buddha and this temple can bless them if he can't even protect the people around him and let them live comfortably? "
"What you said really makes sense."
Zhou Ze thought deeply for a moment.
I really can't refute it.
"What the hell are you talking about!"
Outside,
Lawyer An leaned against the door and pointed at Zhou Ze and asked.
"It's you?" Zhou Ze narrowed his eyes.
It's really fate.
I met with Dean Lin once.
We met once in a nightclub.
Now I saw him again in the temple.
Oh shit,
I feel like I didn't do anything else serious this week, I was just playing with him and we met by chance.
"Go catch a ghost!"
Lawyer An shouted.
"You want me to catch it?"
Zhou Ze pointed at himself.
grass,
You were the one who wanted to use the illusion to stop me just now, right
You changed your stance so quickly
Lawyer An took out a jade pendant from his neck. The jade pendant was glowing red and seemed to be trembling slightly.
“He is very unstable now, extremely unstable, and may even go berserk!
A rampaging evil spirit, an evil spirit that possesses a living person,
How much damage can it cause
You know it in your heart, right? "
Zhou Ze didn't answer.
"Whether he is captured by you or me, at least we can control him, but we must not let him escape our control at this time.
and,
He is very unstable now.
so,
you,
Go and catch him.
I don't care.
I can even help you!"
Zhou Ze licked his lips and stepped through the door. Lawyer An was still looking at him. Seeing that Zhou Ze was still on guard against him, he waved his hand and shouted:
"In that direction, go quickly!"
Zhou Ze didn't delay any further and had no time to deal with this guy, so he ran over there directly.
Lawyer An wanted to follow, but after taking a few steps he knelt down again.
He was a criminal who had been deprived of his birthright, so when the bell rang, the pressure and torture he endured were much greater than Zhou Ze's.
The fat monk came over and helped Lawyer An up.
"Donor, do you want me to call an ambulance for you?"
"No, thank you."
"Then what can I do to help you
Monks are compassionate. Even the Buddha cut his flesh to feed the eagle. Seeing how miserable you are, I would be sorry to the Buddha if I can’t do something to help you.”
"Let me drink some blood, so I can recover faster."
“Bang!”
The fat monk immediately let go of his hand.
Lawyer An fell to the ground with a thud, and his forehead hit the door sill, leaving a big bump.
"I suddenly feel that catching the monster is more important.
The royal right path,
In broad daylight,
How can we let monsters run rampant!
donor,
Please wait here for me.
I will go and lend a helping hand to the donor first!"
"It's ghost hunting."
Lawyer An said, holding his forehead.
… … …
When Zhou Ze arrived at the door, he found that quite a few people had gathered there.
An old nun was lying in a pool of blood, motionless, and a girl next to her kept shouting "Grandma! Grandma!"
Zhou Ze rushed over first, and out of instinct, he squatted down to see if the old nun could be saved.
The ambulance had not arrived yet. If the injured could receive professional medical care earlier, they would have a better chance of escaping from the gates of hell.
The old nun was not dead yet, her mouth was full of blood and her eyes were wide open.
Zhou Ze began to check her injuries and reminded her, "Relax, don't talk if you can, try to breathe steadily, don't fall asleep, hold on."
As he spoke, Zhou Ze had already lifted up the nun's robe and began to examine it with a professional technique.
The problem is serious.
The collision was not light, and this was without checking the location of the brain injury.
Zhou Ze was thinking that at the old nun's age, she probably didn't have much time left to live. Even if he used his fingernails to grab her soul and stuff it back in, it might be difficult to save her.
Last time, the old man in the hospital was driven to ecstasy by me.
In the end, I begged myself not to save him.
Give him a quick death and let him die.
This also made Zhou Ze understand,
For many people, their fate has really come to an end, and even a ghost catcher like him with special abilities is powerless to save the situation.
However,
Just then,
The old nun suddenly gained strength from nowhere.
He actually pushed Zhou Ze away.
"Don't save me... Let me... Let me die..."
The old nun yelled in a somewhat unclear voice.
As she spoke,
Her body was constantly rising and falling, and the arc of her breathing was getting bigger and bigger.
This guy is looking for death.
"There is still hope of survival, really."
Zhou Ze persuaded.
"Let me... die... get hit by a car... okay..."
Zhou Ze didn't hear clearly what the old nun said next.
But she was very emotional.
The look he gave Zhou Ze was also very resolute.
Just don't save her!
The body twitched a few more times.
The old nun's body softened.
Still went.
Zhou Ze was a little annoyed.
He couldn't understand some of it.
Even as a doctor, I am used to seeing life and death, but the feeling of seeing the injured person still has a glimmer of hope in front of me but I can't do my best to save him is really unpleasant.
At this time, the woman who had been holding the old nun's head cried and choked:
"Grandma said... she was hit by a car and died... it was God's will... God allowed her to atone for the mistakes my father made back then...
She thanked God for giving her this opportunity."