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Even if the mayor didn’t tell Mo Laosan until the end.

But through the mayor’s attitude, Mo Lao has already guessed something.
"That monk is a real mage!"
Mo Laosan was very sure when he said this sentence.
"And what happened recently in the town was that mage exorcised evil spirits!"
When he was a monk again, Mo Laosan finally stopped being so cynical as before and took the initiative to adopt the more respectful title of "mage"
"Exorcism? If only it were that easy! "
Walking in their own direction on crutches, the mayor left Mo Laosan a lonely figure.
Chapter II Prajna Ghost Mask
In the dilapidated land temple in Yongle Town, Chang ‘an City
"I’m in trouble again."
Sitting at a distance table is not a distant place. Liang Xiaoqing stared at Fang Peiwende from an almost overlooking angle.
It’s not that Xiaoqing likes this commanding perspective, but that Peiwende is closing her eyes and chanting roots and ignoring her at the moment.
"South Amitabha night …"
"Duo he jia many nights …"
The curse of past life kept ringing from freshman to freshman, but Pei Wende always frowned and couldn’t see the slightest stop.
Because Pei Wende wanted to cross over, the object was never crossed over, but a gesture he had never imagined appeared in the mortal "vision"
"Duo night he …"
See Pei Wende around three feet, there are two masks, one big and one small, floating and rotating quietly, and there is a trend of turning faster and faster with the curse of the past.
Hum!
It’s like a demon whispering and a mask vibrating …
When Pei Wende’s chanting reached a certain critical value, the two masks, one big and one small, finally materialized and exposed Xiaoqing’s eyes.
Hum!
The big mask looks like a ghost, not only with frown and sunken eyes, but also with two strange horns extending.
From a distance, it looks like a hideous evil spirit is staring at his eyes as big as two bells, revealing a horrible and strange smile to others.
The small mask on the other side is about one-third the size of the big mask.
But it’s not inferior to that big mask with blue face and fangs when it shows strangeness and terror.
Because this little mask is like a face without facial features.
There is a little vermilion sketching a smile, which seems to be particularly penetrating with the eyes and eyebrows painted casually.
"Amitabha!"
Almost just these two masks forming instant PeiWenDe also opened his eyes.
Compared with a face of watching, Xiaoqing Peiwende’s expression is somewhat resistant.
"I told you it was a waste of time!"
Xiaoqing once said when Pei Wende chose to stay in Yongle Town as early as possible that this was the time when Lang was alone.
Because the root of resentment remains in this land temple, it is not human resentment.
Or rather, the evil spirits who once left this resentment have long since disappeared, and this land temple is just a lingering resentment.
The evil spirits’ resentment persists but somehow disappears.
The evil spirit has probably passed away, and the resentment left is a coincidence.
"How can this be regarded as a white effort?"
Didn’t good the spirit turned supercilious look PeiWenDe ideas and xiaoqing is not the same.
"Even if there is no willingness to take the initiative to hurt people, it is still a potential crisis."
"In case someone accidentally activates the resentment here, they can’t handle this kind of thing."
Pei Wende is telling the truth. Ordinary people have no good way to face evil spirits, not to mention this kind of resentment is more than evil spirits.
"This resentment has not been activated for more than ten years. You are simply worrying about it."
Xiaoqing is different from Pei Wende. She never recognizes what is bound to happen.
These grievances have stayed quietly for more than ten years, but for Pei Wende’s arrival, I am afraid that no one will activate it for another ten years.
"I’m not afraid of 10 thousand, but I’m afraid that if some hidden dangers can be removed, I’ll get rid of them as soon as possible."
In the face of Pei Wende’s remarks, Xiaoqing turned her eyes this time.
"So this is what you said’ get rid of’?"
Pointing to the floating PeiWende around two masks Xiaoqing said.
"You just transferred’ trouble’ to yourself."
These resentments were originally entrenched in the land temple, but with Pei Wende’s death curse, they were transferred from the land temple to Pei Wende’s body
For the people living in Yongle Town, this naturally means the eradication of these "troubles"