Chapter 1603: Official Evil Girl VS Wu Zhuangyuan 40
"Master, do you think she is a demon, or-"
Mrs. Tang held the veil, and there was a bit of panic in her expression. She was really afraid of her stepdaughter.
She has become too much.
She still remembered that Zhou Lingyi's temper was like a cannonball.
She can't afford to lose, it's just a little bit, and Mrs. Tang often uses this point to calculate her.
After returning to her identity with Liu Yun, her stepdaughter was a little different. The most obvious manifestation is that after the fight, Mr. Tang didn't take any advantage from her.
Even her husband beat her, the inside and outside of the words meant to let her not embarrass Zhou Lingyi.
What shocked Mrs Tang the most was what Wei Qinghong asked Liu Yun to tell her.
The little **** knows martial arts, and it is still very powerful.
Tang Shi's neck is cold, and if a little **** wants to do something to her, she has nowhere to escape.
"Master, you must save me."
There was no one around, Mr. Tang grabbed Master Huikong's sleeve, his eyes were like hooks, and he looked a little charming.
Master Huikong twisted the Buddha beads in his hands, and his clear eyes lingered on Mrs Tang's face in a dignified manner, and smiled: "Madam, don't panic, the evil does not overwhelm the righteous. Not to mention she is just an ordinary person, it is the evil spirits here. , and the poor monk is also punished correctly."
There was a little bit of suffocation in his eyes, which was very inconsistent with the cassock that was shining in all directions.
Mrs. Tang pursed her lips and smiled, the corners of her eyes were reddish, her brows were more spring-like, and her soft palm pushed on Master Huikong's arm: "Master is very skilled, my concubine will come to the door to thank you another day."
Master Huikong brushed his hand on Mrs. Tang's face, and then took a step back: "Good, I don't know about Ling Rong's little benefactor, how is your fortune recently?"
Speaking of Zhou Lingrong, Mrs Tang showed a bit of frustration.
"Ling Rong doesn't know which way she has committed Tai Sui these days. Everything is not going well, and it makes people annoyed. A few days ago, she was played by Changzhou Hou Shizi. She still can't wipe her face, and she is sullen in her boudoir."
"Changzhou Hou Shizi Lu Zhiyuan."
Master Huikong recited the name of Lu Zhiyuan, and pressed his hand on the Buddha beads. Several of the beads were cracked.
"Hey, in a few days, I'll take Ling Rong to Yunshan Temple to burn incense, and I hope the Bodhisattva can bless her to find a good husband as soon as possible."
The two chatted for a while, and Master Huikong nodded slightly: "The altar is ready, let's start the sacrifice."
In the courtyard, Liu Yun covered her face and shrugged her shoulders, standing honestly behind the monks who were chanting sutras.
Singer Shu An twirled a flower branch, with a smile on his lips, his eyes fell on Liu Yun like a dragonfly, and then he placed it on the talisman on the beam.
Mr. Tang likes to hide his ears and steal the bells. If he wants to hide people in the house secretly, he should hide it like a real thing.
The bald thief of Huikong is really capable.
He and Mrs Tang were talking in the room, and she used her divine sense to probe, but nothing came out.
These things arranged in the courtyard, at first glance, are just sacrifices. If someone who knows how to stand here, will know that this is a formation.
Shu Ange was an expert in the formation. He walked out of the yard and walked everywhere. He felt the eyes of the formation to see through, and slightly changed the formation arranged by Hui Kong.
Even if Hui Kong saw it himself, he couldn't see anything wrong.
When Shu Ange looked at her, Liu Yun felt like she was pierced by a needle in her buttocks and felt uncomfortable everywhere.
She put her hand on the corner of the shawl, thinking that she would not recognize herself.
She was looking forward to the two of them changing their identities sooner, but she was afraid that something might happen to them.
After a second thought, Liu Yun thought again, what would she do if "Zhou Lingyi" used her unpredictable skills to deal with her after the two exchanged.
There were all kinds of thoughts in her heart, suddenly happy and sad, and everyone was a little stunned.
"Amitabha."
Master Huikong strode out of the flower hall, staring straight at Shu Ange like a falcon.
In an instant, he closed his sharp eyes and continued to look like a smiling Buddha.
Shu Ange passed Master Huikong and looked at Mrs Tang.
Tom looked a little different.
Women know women best. The rouge on her lips is freshly painted, and the powder on her face is slightly lighter in color.
Looking at her brows and eyes again, there is a vague sense of spring love.
Shu Ange raised his eyebrows slightly, his teeth bit the tip of his tongue, and a ridiculous idea came up in his heart.
Not so... not so.
While she thought so, she also felt that if this was the case, many unreasonable things could be explained.
A clear vein appeared faintly in Shu Ange's mind, and her expression became more relaxed.
Master Huikong began to recite the scriptures, and all the monks followed him.
The incense candles with thick arms burned wantonly, and the green smoke evaporated and drifted away in the sound of wooden fish.
Liu Yun's pupils dilated slightly, her fingers gripped the jacket tightly, her eyes closed, her body trembling with excitement.
Singer Shu An is twisting the flower branches in a leisurely manner.
Seeing Shu Ange's calm appearance, Mrs Tang felt a little flustered.
She comforted herself, don't worry, Master Huikong is a master, and there is nothing in this world that he can't do.
"So we know that Prajna Paramita is a great mantra, a great bright mantra, an unsurpassed mantra, and an unparalleled mantra. It can remove all suffering, and it is true and not false..."
The voices of the monks chanting sutras continued to grow, and a strange scene appeared in the courtyard.
A faint golden light shrouded the crowd, and the maids and servants who were standing beside them all showed a look of astonishment.
After the horror, the crowd fell to their knees and prayed to the Bodhisattva devoutly.
Everyone could only see a faint golden light, but Shu Ange could see it more clearly. Those golden lights were composed of Sanskrit characters one after another, and floated towards Liu Yun.
Liu Yun's mood at this time can be described as ice and fire.
Half of his body is as cold as ice, and half of his body is as hot as fire.
Her teeth were chattering, her eyes were dull, and she was like a walking corpse.
Zhou Lingrong hurt her face a few days ago, and she doesn't like to go out of the boudoir these days.
The Sanskrit singing in the front yard was as loud as a cloud. After listening to it for a while in the room, she gradually felt something in her heart, and walked towards the altar with her pet dog in her arms.
"Wang, wang."
The dog's bark suddenly sounded.
Shu Ange looked towards the place where the sound came from, facing the stunned appearance of Ling Rong last week.
The puppy seemed to be frightened, and after barking wildly, it jumped out of Zhou Lingrong's arms.
Zhou Lingrong trotted to chase the dog and bumped into Liu Yun. The two fell to the ground together, and the dog barked to herself.
The golden Sanskrit that appeared in Liu Yun stopped abruptly, and then a golden light burst out from her body, pouring into Zhou Lingrong's body.
Shu Ange stood up slightly and cut off the flower branch. Master Huikong on the other end secretly said that it was not good, and because of the danger of vomiting blood, he abruptly stopped the scriptures.
He snorted, and the Buddha beads in his hands were scattered all over the ground. When the monks saw this, they hurriedly surrounded him.
Liu Yun and Zhou Lingrong were lying in one place, the puppy was throwing its hooves and barking at the monks.
In the eyes of others, a good ritual was destroyed by a small dog.
Shu Ange sees clearly that the ritual will fail, and it all depends on the will of God.
Tang Shi and Zhou Lingrong were narrow-minded, and they asked Master Huikong to act against the sky in an attempt to reverse the lives of Liu Yun and Zhou Lingyi.
Now that there is a variable like Shu Ange, it is reasonable that the ritual will fail.
"Rong'er, what's wrong with you, Ling Rong, wake up."
The Tang family only had Zhou Lingrong's daughter, and wished she could be hurt to the core.
Her daughter fainted, and her heart was suddenly pulled together.