After hearing what grandma said, both women were relieved.

These little ghosts who have not been dead for a long time are no more than a thousand-year-old tree spirit like grandma. They have no power to fight back against the old monk. Even if they run away when they see it, they will inevitably be accidentally scratched by the Buddha's light and end up scattering.

Therefore, compared with grandma, they were more afraid of the old monk. Not to mention that he had taken action, even hearing the Buddha's name he recited would make them feel a splitting headache. At this time, they would naturally have to feel much more at ease when they heard grandma's promise.

Grandma talked to the two girls for a while, suddenly her eyes rolled and she said, "Since the old monk is not capable of fighting now, then we might as well play a game with him! Go and seduce that little monk!"

Xiaodie hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Grandma, let me deal with him!"

Grandma smiled and shook her head and said, "You are not capable enough! To deal with men, you still have to learn from Xiao Zhuo!"

As soon as these words were said, Xiaodie's face looked even more ugly. She had no choice but to fight Xiaozhuo and wanted to suppress her everywhere, but she didn't get into Xiaozhuo everywhere. This made her angry and wanted to win the last time!

Xiao Zhuo raised his eyebrows proudly, raised his head deliberately and said, "Grandma, I understand what you mean, you don't want to waste too much time!" As he said that, he stroked his hair gently and continued, "I will bring her back soon!"

Xiaodie's eyes were wide open, and she was so angry that she had no choice but to watch Xiao Zhuo walk out proudly.

At this time, grandma turned her head, raised her hand and touched Xiaodie's pretty face, and smiled, "What? Are you angry with grandma?"

"Xiaodie dared not!" Xiaodie quickly lowered her head.

There are only two capable female ghosts under their hands. Can they not know if they are not in harmony with the grandma and the superior? What is even more likely is that he deliberately instigated from his usual words and deeds and actions. Only when his subordinates are incompatible can they bring greater benefits to the superiors. Such a simple truth. Can the old fairy who has lived for thousands of years still not know?

"Don't dare?" Grandma laughed and said, "It's not that I don't dare, that means I'm angry!"

Xiaodie was still about to speak, and grandma raised her hand and waved her hand to interrupt her and said, "You, you are too competitive and have a weak temper. Didn't Xiaozhuo deliberately make you sulk? Besides, I just said that Xiaozhuo is a little better than you in dealing with men, and she didn't say that she is better than you! You also have your own advantages!"

Xiaodie looked up and looked at her grandma without blinking.

Grandma smiled and said, "You were a lady from a family during your lifetime. You learned how to settle down the house and stabilize your family business. It is understandable that Xiaodie had been fighting in the world. But I have been neatly regulated here for so many years. Don't I know who it is?"

Xiaodie lowered her head, feeling a little happy. She felt that she had finally been recognized by her grandma and was valuable!

"Don't be angry!" Grandma patted Xiaodie's pretty face again, turned around and walked towards the back hall. She waved and said, "It's not without a reason to keep you. There is something, I guess you really have to come! Why are you still standing there? Why don't you come with me quickly!"

Xiaodie was so excited that she quickly ran to her grandma and asked softly, "Grandma, what's the matter?"

"What? Are you scared?" Grandma looked at her with a smile, panicked Xiaodie's eyes, and patted her little hands and smiled: "Don't be afraid, you aren't asking you to deal with that old monk. The old monk will ignore it for now and let him look for it there. He can't find it here!"

Xiaodie supported her grandma from behind and passed a corridor and turned into a room.

As soon as he entered the room, Xiaodie understood. Because there was only a large iron cage in the whole room, it contained the strange shape he had caught on the battlefield before. In Xiaodie's eyes, the man in white looked more like a ghost than him.

"Do you understand what's going on?" Although grandma's face was still smiling, her eyes were already cold. She scraped the white-clothed man in the cage like a knife and said lightly: "He, I'll leave it to you! Xiaodie! I'll give you two days. I don't care what method you use. In two days, I'll figure out the causes and consequences of this matter, and I'll figure out the whole story of it!"

Xiaodie felt cold, but she didn't dare to show anything on her face. She lowered her head and said, "Yes!"

Grandma turned around and left with satisfaction, Xiaodie was worried.

How did she do this? She has never done anything about this before!

Torture?

Looking at him, he looked at himself like a dead person. He knew that without hitting her, the pain on his flesh was useless at all.

Threatening to kill him?

It wouldn't be useful. After this kid got into grandma's hands, he didn't say a word. His hands and feet were cut off by grandma, and he didn't see any expression on his face. The threat that this is not painful and itchy will work?

The ancients said: If a person is not afraid of death, how can he be with the heavens?

This method won't work!

Xiaodie was standing there with a headache, pecking at what method to use to complete the task assigned to her by her grandmother. A white light suddenly flashed under her feet, and the ground suddenly lost its foot. She was a woman, and she couldn't remember the fact that she could fly in a hurry. She snorted with her hands and had time to scream, and she fell into the white light with the big cage beside her, and disappeared in the blink of an eye!

Then the white light disappeared, and in less than three seconds, the room was instantly swept away with people and things.

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The female ghost Xiao Zhuo received the order from her grandma in the house, flew out from behind, circled around Da'er, and detoured to Lanruo Temple.

Why do you need to detour?

There was nothing else, the old monk was guarding in front of him. She didn't have the courage to fly over the old monk's head. In order to ensure that she took the boss's circle and fell into Lanruo Temple.

It's a blessing that she is a female ghost who can fly. Otherwise, when she collapses Lanruo Temple, the sun will probably be about to set off.

The little monk Shifang didn't know that there was a female ghost trying to deal with him. At this time, he was holding the basket of the golden Buddha tightly and sitting on the floor with a candle lit.

The old monk Baiyun first scared Shifang with a ghost, and then soared into the sky to remove the monsters, leaving Shifang alone in the huge and gloomy Lanruo Temple, really worried and scared.

What I was worried about is whether the Wudian Temple, which had no money for water and rice, could survive tonight? What I was afraid of is that there were ghosts who really came to find him. As for the old monk, he was not worried at all.

Just kidding, he grew up with his master and never saw how his master ravaged monsters and monsters. He had never seen any ghost that could hurt his master's hair. He would rather think about where to beg for alms tomorrow. It is not necessary to worry about his master's safety.

He hugged the Golden Buddha, stared around with his big eyes, thinking about what he could eat tomorrow, and imagined whether the female ghost would come. The more he thought about it, the more he became more and more scared, and he couldn't help but take the Golden Buddha out of the basket. While using a headscarf to carefully wipe the water droplets on the Golden Buddha, he muttered quietly: "I'm so sorry, I forgot that the basket was cut off by that guy today, leaving your whole body wet. I'll chant the scriptures later. But since I've already chanted the scriptures, you must also bless me to not meet the ghost tonight!"

As he was talking, he heard a sudden sound of copper ring knocking from the Zen Staff in the courtyard. Then a wind appeared out of thin air in the hall and rushed straight towards the ten directions. The candle next to it flashed for a moment and was extinguished.

Shifang was suddenly startled and quickly raised the Golden Buddha to his eyes, staring at him and muttered, "My master said you are amazing, why did I have such a strange situation before I finished speaking... Well, I haven't recited the scriptures yet, but you are not effective! But if you unfortunately meet... Ghost! Wan Wang Buddha, you bless me to meet the monster and kill the demons and catch the ghosts!"

After saying a messy sentence, Shifang stood up with his waist and his arms crossed his arms, holding the golden Buddha with his eyes solemnly, and walked step by step under the stairs.

"Help--!"

The surroundings were extremely quiet, and suddenly a woman's shout came, as if she was in her ears. The illusion suddenly scared Shifang to the point of being clever. She stepped on the air and rolled down the stairs. She hurriedly snored in her hand. The golden Buddha that was originally in her hand was lifted up.

"Oh! Oh!...Oh!..."

All the way from the top of the stairs to the bottom of the stairs, the blue heads in Shifang were just knocking against the bottom of the stone.

But he didn't care about the pain at this time, so he got up with a wheel, snored with his hands twice, and rushed directly to the stairs.

"Not good! Golden Buddha!"

The golden Buddha left his hands and the cold sweat came down in the Shifang.

This is not because of the fear of the ghost coming out, but because the old monk comes back and starts to preach and punish them.

Think about it, when you said something you were hungry, the old monk scolded him for being impure in six senses and punished him for five thousand times. If you lost this golden Buddha, how much would you punish?

Then you won’t be punished until you die!

At this time, Shifang felt chilling all over his body whenever he thought of the scene of the old monk coming back.

"Help-! Open the door-! There is a ghost-! Help-!"

The female voice calling for help was still lingering in Shifang's ears, but at this time he turned a deaf ear and lay on the stairs and climbed upwards, looking down at every space.

He was not stupid either. He knew that the Golden Buddha was made of gold and was sank to death. Even if he was blown away by him, he would not be able to throw it far away, so the thing must have fallen under the stairs.

At this time, Xiao Zhuo, who had knocked at the door for a quarter of an hour, couldn't wait.

Time is tight, and the old monk may come back at any time. You can't waste time outside the door. If the little monk inside kept not opening the door, wouldn't she have completed the task at all?
Chapter completed!