Chapter 238 Something Happened in the Soul! The Aftermath!

At this time, Yang An, who was silently watching this scene in another house, did not expect it.

The method these bald donkeys used to save people was to smash other people's skulls?

What did they want to do?

Blood kept flowing down, dripping on the woman's neck and clothes.

In just a blink of an eye, the woman's upper body was covered with scarlet blood, wet and dripping.

But the woman still did not change her expression. The whole person seemed to be petrified, indifferent, and could not feel any pain.

Jia Fugui's wife had fainted, and he held her in his arms. He hurriedly called a few servants and asked them to send her back to the room to rest.

"Master, my daughter..."

Jia Fugui looked nervously, but still couldn't help asking.

But before he finished speaking, one of the monks turned his head, glanced at him, and suddenly dared not continue.

"There are more than just the donor's daughters who are suffering from hidden diseases in the city. There are many people waiting for us to save them. Don't say too much."

Although the monk spoke calmly, he seemed to be warning, and he was intimidating without anger.

"Yes!"

Jia Fugui nodded repeatedly and shut up in fear.

In front of these monks from Daitokuji Temple, even if he was a wealthy businessman among the common people, he had no right to speak, and could only continue to watch from the side.

After warning Jia Fugui, the two monks looked at each other, and the monk standing behind the woman rolled up his sleeves, reached into the top of the woman's skull, and took out the broken bone pieces one by one.

There was an egg-sized hole in the woman's skull, and the broken bone pieces were taken away by the monk and thrown on the ground casually.

This scene was very cruel, and many of the servants who watched silently beside them were terrified.

After taking away the bone pieces covering the bone hole, the monk stretched out two fingers and reached straight into the woman's head, and soon took out a piece of brain from the woman's head.

The monk began to recite a passage of scriptures, and then suddenly blew out a golden mist from his mouth.

The mist immediately enveloped the woman's head. Taking advantage of this moment, the monk stretched out his hand and squeezed out a black object from the piece of brain, which looked like a small tumor the size of a fingernail.

The tumor was thrown to another monk, who used his magic power to wrap it and then put it into the magic instrument for receiving things.

After doing all this, the monk took out a round bead from the magic instrument for receiving things, put the woman's brain back to its original position, and threw the bead into her head again.

At this time, a lot of blood had flowed out of the woman's head, forming blood foam, and her wet hair was intertwined together.

The monk's hands were inevitably stained with a lot of blood, but he ignored it.

As the bead was thrown in, unexpectedly, the blood stopped flowing out.

The monk put his palm on the woman's head again, rubbing it back and forth until a few breaths passed before he took his hand back.

The golden mist covering the woman's head was immediately absorbed and merged into the woman's head.

Then, another monk made a secret seal on the woman's forehead again.

The woman's head drooped and fell to the ground.

After doing all this, the two monks chanted in unison: Amitabha.

"The donor's daughter will wake up in two days. Before that, the donor can go to the temple to offer incense and ask for some pills to help her recover soon. Remember not to eat any meat within 49 days.

This matter is over, and we will not stay any longer."

"Thank you, masters! Jia will do it."

Seeing that his daughter was fine, Jia Fugui immediately knelt on the ground and thanked her profusely.

The two monks did not say anything else, flew up, and lightly tapped the wall of Jia's courtyard, and their figures quickly disappeared.

Jia Fugui immediately got up and ran over to check on his daughter.

The woman who fell to the ground had lost consciousness and fell into a coma. There was still the blood hole on her head, but the blood hole was covered with a thin layer of membrane, and the blood no longer flowed out.

He carefully picked up his daughter from the ground, and several servants who were perceptive hurried up to support the woman and took her back to the room.

After Jia Fugui got rid of the thing, he quickly called an old man and asked him to prepare gold and silver. It was obvious that he was going to the temple to offer incense immediately.

Not long after, the house was empty and completely quiet.

In the room, Yang An withdrew his perception and thought about it.

He felt very clearly that the two monks took out something from Jia Fugui's daughter's head and put another thing in. So they cured Jia Fugui's daughter's hidden disease?

The whole thing looked unusual.

And when the two monks took out the strange thing from Jia Fugui's daughter's head, he also sensed a strange breath.

It didn't look like the breath of magic and magic tools, but there was a breath in his perception that made him very resistant and disgusted.

Chaos, distortion, and a vague illusion that seemed to be distorted.

This strange breath was a bit like a demon, but it was not exactly the same as a demon, and it didn't have the stench of a demon.

I don't know if this thing grew in Jia Fugui's daughter's body, or if someone put it in on purpose.

"Her soul has changed!"

Just then, Gong Niang's voice suddenly reached Yang An's ears.

"Are you referring to Jia Fugui's daughter?"

"Well, she was originally filthy, but now she has become clear again. Those two bald donkeys have played tricks on her soul!"

Gong Niang said.

Hearing Gong Niang's words, Yang An frowned immediately.

"If a mortal does not touch the practice, his soul will also be polluted?"

"The things they put into her body are probably specially used to absorb this kind of filth. Every time it is perfect, they take it out and put new ones in."

Gong Niang's explanation seems very logical, and Yang An fell silent immediately.

I knew that what these bald donkeys did was definitely not a good thing, but I didn't expect that they used mortal bodies as containers to collect filth.

And from what one of the bald donkeys said earlier, Jia Fugui's daughter is not the only one suffering from hidden diseases in the city, which means there are many more.

For mortals, it is a hidden disease that cannot be cured except by Daitokuji, but Daitokuji knows the real situation.

What do they want to do by collecting such things?

There was no way to guess for the time being, Yang An could only suppress this question in his heart. No matter what, he had to enter the Dade Temple smoothly first.

At night, Jia Fugui came back from outside and rushed into the house again. It was obvious that he had obtained the pills from the temple through incense offerings.

Yang An ignored it. The servants of the Jia family brought him food. As a "fake food", although he had entered the stage of fasting, he could still eat something.

All night, a woman's wailing sounded in the house. It might be because of the price of taking the pills from Dade Temple, or it might be because of pain, or both.

Yang An quietly practiced in the room and continued to condense the light of the skydial.

In a blink of an eye, three days passed.

There was new news from the Flesh Tree. The owner began to notify the broken hand of one of the members of the Rebel Association, preparing to open the container to help him break through the Flesh.

Other members, including Yang An, were silent and quietly waiting for the result.

This wait lasted for another three days.

Until the Shen time of this day, the Flesh Tree made a sound, and the news from the abbot announced the result to everyone.

"Success! The severed hand has broken through the Flesh, but it is not completely successful. Although it has passed the most difficult level and no longer needs to worry about life and death, there are still obvious sequelae."

This result is mixed.

Sure enough, as the abbot said before, although it can break through the Flesh, it is very likely to leave sequelae, and this is indeed the case.

"What are the sequelae?"

The abbot's news naturally attracted the attention of all members of the Jingrenhui, and someone asked immediately.

"His physical state is very unstable, and it may be separated from his own soul at any time, and the same is true for his mental state. It may take time to recover, but I don't know how long this time will be. It may be ten days and a half months, or it may be three to five years."

The abbot replied.

Being able to break through the limit of natural Flesh death and reach Flesh is something worth celebrating, but after hearing the abbot's words, no one was happy.

If you break through the meat, and still fall into this dangerous state, it means that you may die at any time, and it is more likely to be due to external factors.

"If anyone else wants to try, please reply to me as soon as possible. You don't have to worry. The most difficult problem has been solved, and the rest are minor problems.

Since I can help you successfully break through the meat, I can also find a way to help you solve the sequelae.

We will still have a lot of things to do in the future, and we are counting on you."

The master of the temple sent a message to comfort everyone.

It is indeed as the master of the temple said, the biggest difficulty for the natural meat to break through the meat is that now this difficulty has not stumped the master, it is just a matter of sequelae, I believe it will not stump him either.

Everyone was quickly comforted and responded to the master of the temple in the same positive way.

After the hand was cut off, the second person who wanted to try was Bai Niao. She volunteered, and the master of the temple gave her three days of preparation time as usual, and reminded her.

The meat tree fell silent again, and Yang An withdrew from the meat tree.

I didn't expect the abbot to be able to do this. He really couldn't see through the abbot more and more. Whether it was the abbot's strength or these methods, the abbot was always able to surprise people.

However, it was too early for Yang An. It was not the right time yet, and he still needed to wait and see.

Time passed again, and time was like an arrow.

In the blink of an eye, another seven days passed.

Shiratori, the second member of the Jingpihui, also successfully broke through the flesh with the help of the abbot. Although he also left sequelae, compared with the broken hand, Shiratori's sequelae seemed to be milder, only the body and mind left some hidden dangers.

Everyone's sequelae seemed to be the same, but the degree was different, and there were differences in severity.

After Shiratori, the third member who reached the perfection of the late Fushi also replied to the abbot and prepared to start trying.

At the same time, Yang An, who had been waiting in Jia Fugui's mansion, finally waited for the convening of the Daitokuji Buddhist Association.

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