Chapter 722

"A group of new people came to the club that day. They were all young girls. The dog took a fancy to one of them. As a result, he made a heavy move in bed... And hurt the girl," the old man sighed heavily. "This situation is very common in the club, and it's not a big deal. The dog took a lot of money for the girl, and the matter was suppressed."

"But soon after, the girl died suddenly and inexplicably! The reason given by the club is that she didn't survive her serious injury."

"The strangest thing is that since the girl died, the dog has been entangled with unclean things."

Wen Xiao frowned and asked, "what's the specific performance?"

"At the beginning, I had nightmares all night. I dreamed of the scene of the girl's tragic death and that she came to seek revenge. Later, the whole person began to fall asleep. He lay in bed for half a day and couldn't wake up," the old man said with worried face. "The result of the hospital examination was that he was healthy and there was no abnormality."

"Is there anything unusual besides these?"

"Oh, by the way, he always mumbles to himself, saying that this is his retribution, someone came to him and so on..."

Wen Xiao pondered for a moment and asked, "how long has it lasted? Where is he now?"

"This situation has been going on for half a month. I was worried that the situation would continue to deteriorate, so I sent him to an ordinary Buddhist temple, which is only an hour's drive from here."

"Let's go and have a look now," Wen Xiao felt a glittering white stone and a peach wood sword from his bag. "If you put this stone on your body, you can prevent evil spirits from entering your body."

The old man took it and carefully put it in his chest pocket.

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When the two men arrived at the gate of the Buddhist temple, the abbot was standing at the gate waiting to meet them.

"In the blink of an eye, Xiao Xiao has grown so big," the bald grandfather looked at Wen Xiao kindly. "Your master's old stubborn said hello to me. If you have anything to decorate, just send someone to tell me."

The monk in front of him is an old friend of master and one of the few inheritors of orthodox Buddhism in the world.

At least within a few hundred miles, there is no monk deeper than him.

I just don't know why he didn't help the family.

Wen Xiao said hello to the monk's grandfather in a proper manner, and then got up and walked to the meditation room of the rich childe.

When he was ten meters away from the meditation room, Wen Xiao found something wrong.

There was a ghost spirit around, and it was very strong. It seemed that it had been lingering for many days. It was only because I was afraid of the Buddha spirit everywhere in the Buddhist temple that I reluctantly wronged myself to shrink near the Buddhist temple and dared not go out.

The old man didn't have the clear feeling of Wen Xiao, but the biological instinct still made his hair stand up and his body trembled slightly.

"Just stay here, don't go in." Wen Xiao took out his peach wood sword, took out many spells from his pocket, and looked warily at the direction of the meditation room.

She first placed the town house charm at every key position outside the house. When the ghost Qi began to agitate because of the threat, she pushed open the door of the meditation room with a sword.

A tall man was lying dead in bed, his face so pale that he hardly looked like a living man.