"Dear disciple, what can I do for you?"

"Master, come back quickly. Those kids are making trouble in the temple again. We can't help it. They are flipping around, jumping around in the room, jumping and jumping, just like a mentally retarded person

"Master, please help your apprentice. How can you go to the party alone and leave your poor apprentice in the temple?"

Tangguo hears the voices of several children over there. Mingxuan's eyes are delicate.

This old monk is not very serious.

Mingxuan felt Tangguo's eyes, coughed twice, lowered his voice and said, "OK, come back now, I can't control it after a while. How can I have such a useless disciple like you?"

"Master, there are hundreds of ghosts. We only have a few people. Can we hold them down? You don't have back pain when you stand and talk. "

"Well, well, don't be angry. I'll be right back."

After hanging up the phone, Mingxuan smiles and bows to Tangguo. "I heard that almsgiver Tang has a complete Sutra of past life, and some means to help the little ghost to transcend and open the door of reincarnation?"

"Yes." Tangguo replied that she understood the reason why the old monk helped her to speak at first.

Mingxuan smiles more and more, "benefactor Tang's Buddhism is superb. I even admire him. To tell you the truth, there are hundreds of very difficult little ghosts in the temple, but they are all ghosts. They have no memory and have never done evil. The lost life scriptures learned by the poor monks are incomplete and cannot send them into reincarnation.

Therefore, I want to ask almsgiver Tang to teach me the way of reincarnation. This request is really a bit embarrassing for you, but I still want to try. "

"No problem."

Tangguo said, "but I have conditions."

The smile on Mingxuan's face almost didn't stop. He quickly stopped, "please tell me."

"I'm going to do something next. Those kids will bother master Mingxuan to spend more time together. How about that?"

Mingxuan's face twitches. Sure enough, the ghost is not easy to deal with. She wants to pull him into the water.

But in order to die, he nodded, "I agreed."

"Master Mingxuan doesn't have to worry. You just look at it at the same time. You don't need to do anything. You can deal with the aftermath."

Mingxuan wants to cry, doesn't he? So what's the difference?

Looking at Tang Guo entering the small mountain village, he didn't follow him. He just touched the phone and called his disciples, "come back later, yes, benefactor Tang has promised." Hearing the cheers of the disciples, Mingxuan smiled again.

He looked at the angry little mountain village and shook his head. Whether it was good or not, how could it be so clear.

When Tang Guo came out, he had a transparent Scripture in his hand. Before Ming Xuan could react, it floated into his mind.

In an instant, he understood all the contents of the Scriptures. Seeing Tangguo's eyes, it was different again.

This female ghost really can't be provoked.

He consciously went into the small mountain village and began to transcend for those ghosts.

As for the men who have been abandoned, he doesn't care. He helps the kids to have a good time.

As time goes by, there are fewer and fewer small mountain villages like that.

Gradually, not only did the metaphysical circle know that there was a female ghost named Tangguo, but also there were many legends about Tangguo in the common world.

They were all curious about the ghost girl and speculated about her purpose.

Every time they saw the events of abduction and trafficking exposed, they were from afraid to adoration of the female ghost.