The heroine's counterattack (quick wear)

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After stopping under the sun for a while, the cold air on his body dissipated, and He Anan took a few steps, when the front suddenly became lively, and the souls of the dead gathered together in twos and threes, some were in the tragic state of death, some were beautiful in life, and some The make-up done by the mortician is still maintained.Seeing He An'an walking past, most of them acted like ghosts, and some of them walked up to her and poked here and there.

...Although there will be no tactile sensation, the coolness is very real, okay?

Turning on the air conditioner under the sun, the sky is full of ice and fire, the world is not worth it... ghosts are not afraid of the sun, they are anti-human and anti-society, civilized, harmonious, prosperous, strong and democratic, believe in science and not superstition... believe in goddamn science.

He Anan quickly walked for a long time before they disappeared. He couldn't help admiring the original owner in his heart. It's not a good place to live, but he must live next to the crematorium.

Not far away is the public transportation station. He Anan went to the city to buy a new mobile phone first, then took a taxi and went directly to the temple where Sun Qi met. She didn't know if Sun Qi found the original owner by accident or premeditated, if he missed it, he would trouble.

It was still early when we arrived at the temple, so He Anan first went to ask for a few amulets, and then exchanged 2 yuan of sesame oil money for a Buddhist relationship with the master.It's a pity that the temple is big and the Buddha is small, and the great monk talks about the world, talking about Buddhism, self-cultivation, Yin and virtue... speaking of reason, but not how to cure ghosts.

"Don't worry about it. If you don't have ghosts in your heart, you won't see ghosts. If you still have troubles in your heart, you might as well tell the Bodhisattva. As long as the benefactor concentrates on doing good things from now on and sincerely corrects his mistakes, all ghosts will disappear... If the almsgiver still sees these illusions when he returns this time, he should do it a few more times, and the Bodhisattva knows your sincerity and will definitely bless you."

"Then how should I let the Bodhisattva know my sincerity? I don't know if I can offer more sesame oil..."

"This is also a way. With so many people praying every day, the outstanding ones are more likely to be noticed by the Bodhisattva. Our temple has yearly and monthly offerings..."

The great monk was still chattering, an old man stood behind him at some point, He Anan glanced at him and then at the great monk: "Master, there seems to be one behind you..."

"Hey," before He An'an finished speaking, the great monk waved his hand indifferently, "So what the benefactor sees are illusions, how dare ghosts and ghosts come to this holy place in this brilliant day."

After hearing his words, the old man's pale face turned even greener, and a few wisps of green smoke rose from the ring scar on his head. He stared at the monk, and patted the shiny head with his hand.

He An'an suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked at the monk with unclear meaning: "It seems that the room is a bit cold?"

The great monk touched the top of his head subconsciously, and a trace of doubt crossed his face: "Is there any? You seem to be a little bit cold when you say that... Forget it, I will come here first today. If the benefactor still has any doubts, I will come back next time. "

Come is not coming again.

He An'an successfully waited for the person who was waiting.

"Are you okay, your face looks a little uncomfortable."

When Sun Qi appeared, He Anan was studying the amulet on the bench outside the temple, and he didn't know from which angle Sun Qi could see that her complexion was not good, and she looked in the mirror before going out, her lips were red and her teeth were white, her cheeks were ruddy, her face moving.

With a slander in her heart, He An'an shyly moved aside and didn't answer.

"That... well, I'm not a bad person. I really came here to ask because of your bad complexion. Since I'm fine, I'll leave. Don't worry, I'm really not a bad person."

While saying this, Sun Qi didn't move a step.

He Anan glanced at it, a little dissatisfied.Rubbish!I don’t even know how to act, let Umbra teach you later.

"No, I, I didn't mean that."

As soon as she finished speaking, Sun Qi had already sat down with a concerned look on his face.

Too impatient, really rubbish.

He Anan put aside the disgust in his heart, and Ai Ai took a look at him, and lowered his head embarrassedly, "Are you also here to ask for an amulet?"

A trace of surprise flashed across Sun Qi's eyes, and he almost couldn't stop the caring look on his face, "I just came here to take a look, what happened to you?"

"Well, there's something wrong. You may not believe it...I can see ghosts."

"I believe it."

"I, do you really believe it?" He Anan looked up at Sun Qi in disbelief, tears welling up in his eyes, "Just now the masters inside said that I have a demon in my heart, and all I see are illusions... "

As she spoke, her head lowered again, and her voice became smaller and smaller.

Sun Qi patted her on the back, "I really believe it, and I know a master in this field, do you believe me?"

"Ok?"

"If you believe me, I will help you find the master for help."

He An'an's breathing became faster suddenly, and he nodded excitedly: "I, I believe it."

Anyway, if you don’t believe me, you will find other ways to get close to me.

"Well, I'll contact you then, is it convenient for me to get in touch?"

"Ah."

"goodbye!"

"goodbye!"

The two turned around in unison, with similar smiles on the corners of their mouths.

Although the young man is cruel, he is still too tender.

The little girl is really easy to deceive.

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do you feel cold

Chapter 65 The Ghostly Undertaker 3