Chapter 67: Soul flies

Hearing the sound outside, the woman in the room changed a little, and she was about to step forward to block the door. Unexpectedly, when the sound came, the door was also pushed open.
A woman in her thirties came in, and when she saw the two monks in the house, she had a touch of joy in her eyes: "It's actually two masters! Why don't you go to my house and sit down!" She walked away. Stepping forward, he reached out to touch Tangning's face.
"What are you doing, go!" The woman pulled her and tried to push her outside. Unexpectedly, when she pushed her backhand, she fell out and hit a corner.
"I don't see that you are usually hypocritical, but you want to eat alone?" The woman's eyes turned sullen in an instant, and her appearance changed drastically with the wind and wind.
"The little monk has delicate skin and tender flesh, and his essence is delicious. Moreover, I heard that after inhaling the essence and blood of Buddhism children, he can turn into a ghost repair. I did not expect to meet two monks who sent home today. , Hahahahaha!"
Looking at the woman who laughed wildly in the wind, oh no, she should be called a female ghost.
There was a trace of helplessness in her eyes, and she sighed softly, "What to eat? Do you think I am so good?" When the voice fell, when the female ghost's claws grew longer, she leaped towards her. The round bamboo pinned to the waist was injected with spiritual energy and cut forward.
"A bamboo as a weapon? Haha..."
The female ghost who rushed forward laughed wildly, and didn't even hide when she saw a bamboo hit it, because ordinary things couldn't hurt them at all.
However, what I did not expect was that its laughter had not yet fallen. The moment the round bamboo was shot down like a sharp sword, its entire ghost was blown away. Accompanied by a scream, it fell with a clicking sound and turned into a form on the ground. A pile of bones.
Tangning didn't even move, but stood beside the old monk. She held Yuanzhu's hand and turned, blowing gently on the Yuanzhu, as if talking to herself: "My bamboo itself has the effect of warding off evil spirits. The evil things are not close to you. My bamboo, only the end of my soul."
The woman on the side took a step back in a slight surprise, watching the pile of white bones on the ground dissipate in the air after turning into ashes, but a little light entered the body of the little monk.
Tangning's eyes shimmered slightly, she didn't expect to destroy a ghost, she still has merit to collect! Although it is a little bit less, the victory is that you can accumulate less!
"Little Master!" The woman knelt down and called out sadly.
Tangning glanced at her and said, "You have no blood on your body. You are obviously a ghost with no blood on your hands. Don't worry, I will not destroy you."
Since I came in, I knew that this woman was no longer a human being, but seeing that there was no blood in her body, and she didn't think much about them, she naturally wouldn't bother to accept her.
"No, little master, can you please, help me out and take my bones home, so that I won't die and float outside." She kowtowed her head and begged.
"I can't take care of my own business. How can I take care of your business." Tangning waved his hand: "I don't know how many people have died unjustly in this world, and there are even fewer lonely ghosts like you. If I manage it all, I can't manage it."
"Little master, there are people destined for Buddhism, I don’t know how many lonely souls and ghosts in the world, but the little master did not meet them, but met me! Little master, please, please send me compassion I'm overborn, send my bones home!"