Chapter 47 Goodbye, old monk!
Chapter 47 Goodbye Old Monk
Pan Hongsheng looked unbelievable when he received a phone call from Blue Fatty and Huang Mao. He knew Zhang Bowen, and it was absolutely impossible for this calves to do such a thing. Although his usual methods were a little fierce, he still had the minimum human nature.
Turning around directly, Pan Hongsheng violently stepped on the accelerator and sent Ning Caier back to the hotel, telling him that he had something to do. Soon after coming back, he immediately rushed to the place of Blue Fatty and Huang Mao.
At the gate of Zhoushui TV Station, the ugly blue fat man and Huang Mao quietly looked at the three bodies that had been carried away by the forensic doctor and couldn't help sighing.
"Fat brother, what's wrong with Zhang Bowen?" Huang Mao said with a shiver.
After seeing the black figure, Zhang Bowen had jumped out of the window and disappeared into the dark curtain in an instant, while Shi Xu was humiliated. After wearing his clothes, he jumped directly from the upstairs. As for the only witness, he was also pulled downstairs because of resentment.
Both of them remembered Shi Xu's resentful eyes and desperate expression before he jumped down. Even the blue fat man, who had never believed in demons and monsters, couldn't help thinking about whether the hed would become a devil after his death.
"I don't know. It's weird. It's not like this at all when I'm with Brother Sheng!" Frowning, Fatty Blue shook his head and said.
"Will it be enchanted? I saw that his eyes were red several times, and his whole body seemed to be crazy. Huang Mao muttered in a low voice.
"But why is there nothing wrong with Brother Sheng?" With a sigh, Blue Fatty just wanted to light a cigarette when he saw a Lexus flying not far away, and then Pan Hongsheng rushed over.
"What's going on? Where's Zhang Bowen?" Pan Hongsheng, with a dark face, rushed out of the car without saying a word.
"I ran away and jumped down the window." Blue Fatty's face also changed slightly, and then said softly.
"Jump down?"
With his eyes narrowed, Pan Hongsheng knew Zhang Bowen's strength. Although it was okay to jump from the sixth floor, Zhang Bowen, who was not proficient in the use of Zhenang, would definitely not do such an impulsive thing. He carefully felt the fluctuation of Zhen Kong in the air, and then threw the car key to Blue Fatty.
"There is a room card in the car. Send a few people to protect Ning Caier. I'll find Zhang Bowen by myself!" The voice seemed to be in the ear, but the two of them could no longer find Pan Hongsheng's figure.
Just now, Pan Hongsheng really felt a trace of residual fluctuation from the air. Although this kind of real is a little familiar, it has a trace of evil, which makes people feel cold like a demon, but its strength is not strong.
His first reaction was Zhang Bowen, but he didn't know the specific situation. He could only track the true fluctuation not far away and quickly chase it.
Pan Hongsheng, who has steadily stepped into the early stage of refining his spirit, is very fast, but because in the urban area of Zhoushui City, he can only find places where there is no one to run, and where there are many people, he can only keep the speed of ordinary people.
After running for half an hour, he ran at least 40 kilometers at the speed of Pan Hongsheng. In a newly built temple in Zhoushui City, he felt that the real car stopped, and his face was happy, and then he restrained and slowly rushed to the temple.
At this moment, at the gate of Jing'an Temple, an old man with a gray cloak held a string of Buddha beads in his hand and stood under the Guanyin statue without saying a word. Standing a few meters away from him was Zhang Bowen.
"Are you the old monk?" His face was uncertain, and Zhang Bowen asked curiously.
"Evil beast, do you deserve to call me Master?" A cold hum sounded, and the gate around Jing'an Temple closed in an instant. At the same time, there was a faint cyan light in the room.
"Evil beast? Do you call me an evil beast? As soon as his face changed, Zhang Bowen's eyes were covered with faint blood lines, but he felt this layer of blood, and the light cyan light in the air swarmed in an instant, wrapping Zhang Bowen in the blink of an eye.
"What is it, get out of here!" With a low shout in his mouth, Zhang Bowen's whole body emitted a layer of true blood, and the blood like purgatory surged out of his body and fought against the cyan light.
"Zhang Bowen, at the beginning, I sacrificed my life to help the devil, so that I didn't want you to stop becoming a demon one day, but I didn't expect you to enter this step." The old monk slowly took off his cloak, with a wrinkled face with a layer of compassion, but his eyes emitted a pale cyan light.
"Have you become a demon? What's wrong with me? Old man, let me out, or I will definitely kill you!" Zhang Bowen roared, and the blood color gradually had a tendency to break through the cyan light.
"This Jing'an Temple is the latest temple built in Zhoushui City. It is full of aura. Even if you become a demon, I can suppress you here forever." With a sigh, the old monk said lightly.
"I should have killed you at the beginning, but I let you go because of Pan Hongsheng's relationship around you. I didn't expect to make you more arrogant. Although it's easy for me to kill you, it's very difficult to make you a Buddha. But today, even if I sacrifice my Buddha's body, I will definitely cross you!"
The old monk gradually showed a compassionate look, and his whole body faintly emitted a layer of cyan light. The big bell of Jing'an Temple rang inexplicably. The sound of the bronze bell was deafening, but people outside Jing'an Temple could not hear it at all.
"Whoever I don't go to hell will go to hell? I'd rather add karma to cross the evil!" With a low shout in his mouth, the old monk's whole body slowly flew out of thin air, and the wrinkles on his face were slowly decreasing.
"Old bald donkey, I'm going to kill you!" Zhang Bowen began to smoke from the top of his head, and he roared in pain.
The bloody real Jiang finally burst out, and Zhang Bowen rushed in the direction of the old monk in an instant like an arrow away from the string.
"Evil beast, poor monk is only to cross you today, not to kill you!" His face was old, and the old monk disappeared in an instant like a green smoke, and the next moment he appeared behind Zhang Bowen. The Buddha beads in his hand burst out in an instant and rushed in all directions. At this moment, the cyan and blood red in the temple were slowly fading.
His face changed repeatedly, and the blood in Zhang Bowen's eyes appeared and disappeared, and there was also a struggling look on his face.
"Master, help me!" The blood on Zhang Bowen's body stained him like a flame. As he tried his best to get rid of this layer of blood, he called the old monk in horror.
Looking at Zhang Bowen with clear eyes, the old monk sighed gently. The last time this demon was attached to Tojo Yingji in Japan, but at that time, he escaped because of a moment of negligence, and every time he turned around to Zhang Bowen.
"Bo Wen, for the peace of this world, you can only leave, and the teacher will go to hell with you. Rest in peace!" Slowly closing his eyes, the old monk stepped out step by step and appeared directly in front of Zhang Bowen. Behind him was a huge 'wan' word, which was virtual and solid, and slowly rotated.
"Teacher and father, show mercy!"
With a roar from far to near, a young man rushed into the temple with an anxious face and stopped in front of the old monk.