Chapter 1974 Tribulation (48)

Where the sun shines, there is water dripping.

The water flows along the drainage channel and into the vegetable garden.

Water according to the trend and kill two birds with one stone.

After drying the clothes, the hard-working man packed up the ground soybean flour.

The cow was then driven back into the shed.

It mooed, and for some reason, it was particularly excited today.

The chicken also crows excitedly.

Su Chen had just closed the bullpen when he heard a knock on the door.

"Knock-knock-knock-"

The rhythm is steady and powerful.

One sound, another sound.

It's not big, but it can be heard by people inside immediately.

Su Chen looked over.

Almost at the same moment, the fox who was supposed to be sleeping soundly in Jingyi's room suddenly opened his eyes.

He raised his head and winced.

That is--

…

…

…

Su Chen opened the door.

Outside the door, stood a monk.

A monk with a bare head and wearing monk's robes and cassocks.

The monk stood there with his hands clasped together and holding dark brown beads.

The face is square, the brows are dark and thick, and the face looks fierce.

He met his eyes.

Then, he slowly saluted.

This time, the bow was a full ninety degrees.

He bowed his head and saluted.

"donor."

Inside the door, the man in plain cloth rolled up his wide sleeves, his knuckles were cold white, and they were still stained with cool water.

He had a gentle face and dark eyes. He looked coldly at the monk who appeared out of nowhere and tightened his grip on the door slightly.

He blocked the door with his body and his voice was cold.

"I'm going to go somewhere else. I don't have anything to eat at home."

After saying that, he immediately closed the door.

But the monk immediately held the door.

The beads between his wrists swayed as he spoke bluntly.

"Donor, you have misunderstood. The poor monk is not here to pray, but to..."

"The demon slayer."

He met the man's eyes that instantly turned dark.

He stood inside the door with a calm expression.

After a pause, the hand placed on the door frame exerted a slight force.

Block the door and prevent him from pushing it open.

The tone was cold.

"I can not understand what you say."

The monk retracted his hand, clasped his hands together, and saluted.

"Amitabha, donor."

He spoke slowly and in a low voice.

It's rare to have the patience to read word for word.

"The fox demon's time has come, you should hand it over."

"There is a difference between good and evil, and humans and monsters have different paths. If you protect them, you will only increase the number of crimes and killings in vain."

"Also please benefactor——"

"What are you spitting on?"

The man interrupted him with a calm tone and dark eyes.

The voice was terrifyingly cold.

"Who do you think you are? You say there are monsters wherever there are monsters?"

"What? What kind of new scam is this? Do you want money?"

The monk was startled.

"Donor, if you are a monk and don't lie, there is indeed a fox demon in your house——"

"Snapped--"

Before he could finish speaking, the door was closed.

It was even locked inside.

The man inside said coldly: "You're sick, get out of here!"

The monk was turned away.

He stood outside, still maintaining his original posture.

"..."

After a moment of silence, he put down his hand.

Holding the Buddhist beads, twisting them lightly.

"Donor, you should know that if you lie to others or yourself, you will never be able to lie to your own heart."

"If you really don't want to believe it, the poor monk has a piece of paper here that can identify demon spirits."

"The talisman paper will not cause any damage when it is attached to the bodies of people and ordinary animals."

"The talisman will only work when it is attached to the demon's body, causing the demon unbearable pain."