Facing the tiger demon who was suspected of coming to the doctor to make trouble, Wu Jun was a little angry.

Thanks to his efforts to heal the tiger demon during his lifetime, and carefully seasoned it after it died, allowing it to play its final value.

But this tiger demon is not only unhappy, but also comes to the doctor to make trouble. Isn’t this bullying an honest person?

Wu Jun became more and more angry the more he thought about it. His indignation turned into a sentence: "Damn tiger demon!"

"Tiger Demon?"

Qin Yue'er looked at Wu Jun in confusion, waiting for his explanation.

Wu Jun nodded with a gloomy face: "It is definitely the tiger demon yesterday. Our doctors pay attention to the four subjects of looking, listening, asking and touching when seeing a doctor. Among them, the sound is listening. Even if a cricket screams in front of me, I will definitely recognize it when I hear it crying again."

Qin Yue'er recalled a little, and the doubts that originally existed in her heart were instantly resolved.

When she arrived yesterday, the souls of the tiger demon and the accomplice were gone. She originally thought that the souls had disappeared, but now it seems that these souls were most likely led to this strange Buddhist temple by a mysterious force.

But... why are only she and Wu Jun able to hear the voice of the tiger demon?

Qin Yue'er took out the dull demon pill of the tiger demon, and there was still a trace of the demonic power of the tiger demon. Perhaps the reason why she could hear the sound of the tiger demon.

What about Wu Jun?

Because the tiger demon died at his hands in the end?

After thinking for a while, Qin Yue'er dispelled these irrelevant branches in her mind, and asked with a hint of expectation in her voice: "Can you hear where it is hidden?"

Wu Jun did not speak, turned around and faced the great Buddha in the Buddha Hall.

Qin Yue'er immediately realized it, her eyes condensed, and her right hand pressed on the hilt of the sword around her waist.

The old monk's expression changed drastically and he took a step to block her: "Female donor, don't be impulsive! My Buddha's golden body is protected by Buddhism, so evil spirits cannot hide in it."

Qin Yue'er glanced at the old monk with a faint slanted eyes: "It may not be. Fifty years ago, a great monster who practiced Buddhist skills appeared in Jiangsu and Zhejiang."

The old monk's face changed slightly, and he raised his palm to make a Buddha ceremony: "My Buddha is compassionate and saves all sentient beings. If a demon can be kind to him, my Buddha will naturally lead them. It's a pity that the demon nature is difficult to tame, and it is useless to waste my Buddha's painstaking efforts..."

When it comes to Buddhist secrets, the old monk seems very cautious in speaking, for fear of saying a word wrong, which will make Qin Yue'er's eyes appear a little disdain.

“Eh?”

Wu Jun suddenly interrupted the conversation between the two and looked at the old monk with a burning look: "Old abbot, you are sick!"

The old monk raised his eyebrows slightly and said dissatisfiedly: "Don't speak bad words by donor."

Wu Jun's face was innocent: "But you are really sick. I didn't pay attention just now, but now I can see it. Although you look refreshed on the outside, the Wei Qi in your body is slowly losing, and all the lost Wei Qi has been poured into the Buddha statue."

The old monk was slightly stunned: "What is Wei Qi?"

Wu Jun stared at the old monk with excitement and looked ready to move: "Oh, Wei Qi is the name of our doctor. It has the effect of warming the whole body and defending against external evils. If it is a little more general, it can also be called... Yang Qi. Losing Yang Qi will easily get sick. In this case, it is best for me to diagnose your pulse."

The old monk trembled and looked at the Buddha statue beside him with a complicated expression.

When Wu Jun reminded him, he looked inside and immediately found that the yang energy in his body was indeed less, but it was very small and almost difficult to detect.

Looking back, since he came to this Amitabha Temple, he has been able to practice diligently every time he worships the Buddha. Originally, he thought he had received the Buddha's embrace, and he was very grateful for the Buddha's compassion.

Now that I think about it carefully, my yang energy is probably lost at that time...

He has Buddhist techniques to protect himself, and it doesn’t matter if he loses some yang energy, but what about ordinary people?

If I have been kept in the dark and attracted good men and women to burn the incense of this temple, the consequences will be unimaginable...

As he thought about it, a layer of fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

After looking at Qin Yue'er who was pressing the hilt of the sword, the old monk sighed and said, "Amitabha, female donor, please stop. Let me leave this matter to me."

After Qin Yue'er agreed, a golden Buddha light suddenly burst out from the old monk's body, covering the Buddha statue.

In the golden Buddha light, countless swastika Buddha seals emerged. As the old monk's lips opened and closed quickly, the sound of Sanskrit chanting sang around the entire Buddhist temple.

Qin Yue'er couldn't help but stared at her eyes and said in a low voice: "The "Supreme Perfect Enlightenment Sutra" of Lianhua Temple, this old monk has actually practiced to the realm of perfect enlightenment!"

Wu Jun's face was full of curiosity: "Very awesome?"

Qin Yue'er was slightly stunned and looked at Wu Jun in surprise: "When you hear the Fanyin, don't you have the urge to convert to the Buddha?"

Wu Jun looked puzzled: "No."

Qin Yue'er frowned slightly, unable to understand why he was not affected at all, so she paused slightly and explained to him: "There are six realms of Buddhist practitioners. The first three realms are the realm of fate, the Wuzhen, and the Perfect Enlightenment. This old monk is already in the Perfect Enlightenment Realm. One step further is the Golden Body Arhat."

While Qin Yue'er was talking, the storm changed suddenly in the Buddhist temple.

The Buddha statue, which was originally closed, slowly opened its eyes, and a stronger Buddha light shot out from the statue, instantly covering the three people in the hall.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!"

The Buddha statue slowly opened his lips and issued an unquestionable Buddhist decree.

The next moment, the old monk's chanting came to an abrupt end, with a pious expression on his face, and he slowly knelt down.

Seeing this strange scene, Wu Jun's face changed suddenly: "Miss Qin, I'll just say that this old monk has a problem. Before he can do anything, he will surrender to the enemy..."

Halfway through the conversation, Wu Jun couldn't continue.

In the light of his eyes, Qin Yue'er actually sat on the ground like a ball of mud, muttering in a daze.

"If I leave my dad, I'm just a waste..."

"The cultivation level is low and you are slow to learn anything. The only thing that is better than others is that you can eat, but there is nothing to show off when making a bucket..."

"I don't even recognize the road, why am I going to catch a demon? I'll just become a monk..."

Seeing Qin Yue'er revealing her shortcomings in a daze, Wu Jun's face instantly became exciting.

On Qin Yue'er's face, he could no longer see any nostalgia for the world. If he had to describe it in one sentence... he no longer had that kind of secular desire?

At this moment, he finally realized something was wrong. He felt that these two people had probably been hit by some evil tricks, so he was about to step forward to wake them up.

At this moment, the Buddha statue spoke again: "Why don't you kneel when you see the Buddha?"

Wu Jun looked up at the Buddha statue, and saw that it did not take action immediately. His brain was working rapidly and thinking about countermeasures, while delaying the time: "You said you are the Buddha, how can you prove that you didn't lie to me?"

The Buddha statue looked down at Wu Jun with a compassionate look, and Baoxiang spoke solemnly: "How do you want me to prove it?"

Wu Jun stared at it and said, "I heard that the Buddha has great magical powers and can transform into thousands of people. Can you?"

The expression on the Buddha statue's face changed slightly, and a smile appeared: "Of course."

"Really, I don't believe it-"

Wu Jun said with a sceptical face, then raised his eyebrows and a light of expectation burst out in his eyes.

"Unless you can become a young lady wearing JK."
Chapter completed!