With the company of Wu Mian, Gui Bugui and others, Niu'er left the human affairs without any pain the next night. Since she entered the palace, only the last two days of her life were the happiest. With Wu Mian, Gui Bugui, Bai Wuqiu and Xiao Rensan, Niu'er's mouth almost never stopped. Apart from falling asleep from time to time, she woke up and pulled Wu Mian, Gui Bugui and the others told her every bit of her happy life with her hunchbacked father before entering the palace.

Relying on Gui Bugui's constant transition to Niu'er, Niu'er knew that she had not suffered any pain even when she left. Seeing her lying on the ground as if she was asleep, Gui Bugui hugged Xiao Ren San, who had already cried into tears. After a few words of comfort, he walked out of the bedroom while comforting her.

After walking out of the bedroom gate, Erlangzi suddenly thought of something. He stared at the eyes and looked back at the palace behind him and said, "They are all gone. The emperor and the queen are not here to see it? It's okay if they are brothers and sisters-in-law don't come. Are the other brothers and sisters dead? What about the imperial physician? Even an imperial physician doesn't send one. Bah! We demons can't do such a thing. Old guy, do you care? If you don't care, I'll go to the emperor to curse, and I won't scold him to take off his robe and give way. I'm the prince he raised!"

Erlangzi just finished speaking when he suddenly heard the sound of bell ringing from the direction of Nangong in the distance. Bai Wuqiu looked back at the direction of the bell ringing, frowned and said, "What's wrong with your emperor? You monks ringing bells. This time, it's not over..."

"This is not a monk ringing the bell." Before Bai Wuqiu could finish speaking, Gui Bugui, who was also looking into the direction of the bell, suddenly spoke. After pausing for a moment, he continued, "This is the bell for the emperor to die, and Liu Xiu's son is also dead..."

Almost at the same time when Princess Ji Susu of Donghai died, Liu Zhuang (Emperor Ming of Han), the second emperor of the Eastern Han Dynasty, also died. Because the emperor and Princess of Donghai had always been in a bad relationship, and Ji Susu herself was bedridden for many days, no one told her that the emperor was almost out of reach. This is why no one came to visit her until she died, and no one could care about her.

Since no one in the palace could care about Niu'er, Wu Mian and Gui Bugui simply took Niu'er's body away from the palace and buried him in the underground palace where Yan Aihou was originally located.

After dealing with Niu'er's funeral, the others returned to Shouchun City again. Seeing Wu Mian and Gui Bugui and the other four came back on time, Peng Hua Yin would be a little surprised. I originally thought that Wu Mian and Gui Bugui and the others would be the same as last time, and they agreed to come back in three or five days, but they would go for a few years.

During the period when the few of them were in Luoyang City, there was no change in Xinjue Temple. Every morning, Abbot Kashyapa Kashyapa brought the little monks in the temple to the city to beg for alms, while the abbot Guangxiao, who had been the previous abbot, stayed in the temple to clean the temple objects. Mr. Peng sent someone to dress up as a pilgrimage to peep in the dark. This monk Guangxiao did not make any abnormal actions during this period.

After hearing Guangxiao sweeping the floor in the temple honestly, Gui Bugui smiled and looked at Wu Mian who was silent. He said to himself: "It's hard for Guangxiao. When he was a alchemist, he didn't see him like to sweep the floor. Now, he has swept all his floors for hundreds of years."

At this time, Bai Wuqiu suddenly spoke, "Old guy, aren't we talking about you as sons? Who is Guangxiao? Can you not see someone secretly watching him? You might as well just let someone look at him in person."

"Old man, I just let Guangxiao know that someone is watching him." After Gui Bugui smiled, he continued, "At least let him know that I haven't forgotten him yet. I began to care about what he did every day."

When he said this, Peng Huayin's housekeeper suddenly ran over. He no longer regarded Wu Mian and Gui Gui and others as outsiders. At that time, he directly said to his master in front of these people: "There is a monk Guangxiao from Xinjue Temple outside the door, saying that he had something to ask for Wu Mian, but Gui Bugui's two masters. In addition, Monk Guangxiao also wanted to beg for 10,000 yuan from you, but he didn't say that he would have his own benefits if he wanted so much money. "

Ten thousand yuan said it was too much, and it was too little. Peng Huayin frowned and looked at Gui Bugui with a smile and said, "Ten thousand yuan is not a big amount, it's just ten jin of coins. Why don't Huayin just forget it for him?"

"You are so generous." Gui Bugui smiled and said to the butler: "Please ask that monk Guangxiao to come in and see what the benefits are worth ten thousand yuan. By the way, you can also see what he asked us for. Old man, he will know as soon as I return to Shouchun City. Is this a show-off?"

A moment later, the housekeeper took Guangxiao, wearing a monk's robe, to the front of them. Guangxiao first clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name, and then smiled at Wu Mian, Gui Bugui and the others and said, "I heard that some of them went to the imperial city of Luoyang and saw Guangxiao's disciple Shijie in the White Horse Temple. I know that the few of them were still thinking about him, Shijiejie was also honored."

"Is this what you said?" Before Gui Bugui spoke, Bai Wuqiu, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, took the lead and said, "Isn't it just coming over to show off and say, "Did the monk know you are back? The thief doesn't leave, and he will extort ten thousand yuan from the rich man Peng..."

Before Bai Wuqiu could finish his words, he saw Guangxiao take out a piece of silk from the monk's robe. It actually depicted the curse and killing picture they saw in Xinjue Temple. However, the fat monk in the mouth of the evil ghost turned into a white-haired old man. His facial features were Peng Huayin, the director of this mansion.

"This was picked up by the monk who came out to beg for alms in the morning without any intention of being in front of the mansion. They thought it was a child's mess. But they saw that the silk was good and wanted to take it back to wash it and sew it in monk's clothes." While speaking, Guangxiao had already handed the picture of the curse to the butler.

Looking at Peng Huayin looking at the curse with a surprised face, Guangxiao smiled faintly, then continued to say to Wu Mian and Gui Bugui's direction: "Although Mr. Peng is also an immortal body, he is not you and me after all. This curse killing image will not allow him to reincarnate, but it can also make Mr. Peng feel uncomfortable for several days. Without this curse killing image, even if you are the old donor of Gui Bugui, you will not be able to save Donor Peng. Although this is not a merit of saving a life, it can also be exchanged for a donation of ten thousand yuan, right?"

When Guangxiao was speaking, Gui Bugui was looking at the silk in Peng Huayin's hand sideways. Just as Guangxiao said, without the foundation of magic to resolve it, even if his immortal body could not withstand the above curse and killing techniques. Although he would not die, he would have to go through the pain of life worse than death.

"Monk, you are so skillful. This little thing is really worth ten thousand yuan..." Gui Bugui smiled and took the curse killing map from Peng Huayin's hand. After a look, he saw that the time depicted on the evil ghost was just one hour later. At that moment, he used his fingernails to scrape off the evil ghost's time, which was considered to resolve Mr. Peng's crisis.

Seeing that Gui Bugui had broken the formation at him, Peng Huayin hurriedly asked the butler to point out 10,000 copper coins. After loading the money, he sent it to Xinjue Temple for Guangxiao. Although Mr. Peng didn't know what the picture was, he saw the evil ghost biting him and understood that this was a technique against him, and he was sweating coldly at the moment.

While the housekeeper was going to order money, Wu Mian suddenly sneered and said to Guangxiao: "Master is good at craftsmanship, so you can get 10,000 yuan every day. In a few years, all the monks in Xinjue Temple are rich and powerful, right?"

"The donor said I did it?" Guangxiao laughed strangely, then turned his eyes to Guibugui, and said, "What are you thinking about, old donor?"
Chapter completed!