Outside the county town, a group of officers and soldiers had surrounded the cemetery that seemed to be plowed by heavenly thunder and were filled with pits and pits, and ordered each household to send people to bury the almost disintegrated bodies of their relatives back, so as not to be exposed to the outside. It is hard to say whether they will be eaten by some wild beasts. Maybe it will cause hungry wolves and add to the trouble.

Therefore, the place that was particularly desolate in the past is a little more lively now, but the miserable crying of the families adds a lot of gloomy horror, which makes people feel scared and subconsciously want to stay away.

"I don't know who has such a deep hatred. He actually dug up so many graves and cut off all the corpses..."

The headmaster in the lead was a middle-aged man with a strong body and an ordinary appearance. He had a long sword around his waist, his hands behind his back, and the thick calluses between the tiger's mouth showed that his martial arts were definitely not weak.

He frowned, looked around the graveyard where the mourning sounds were everywhere, and sighed in a low voice.

A young detective next to him walked forward two steps: "Catcher Jin, I see that this operation is probably not done by normal people, either a madman or a wild beast. Because I just found that many corpses were missing, and it might be that they were deliberately taken away."

"And many of these have even been buried, rotten and full of maggots. I can't imagine why normal people are like this..."

When talking about these scenes, the young detective couldn't help but feel a little blue, and he didn't dare to think about the scenes he had just checked.

"I'm afraid these things are not done by people..." Detective Jin made some point. Before the young detective asked in confusion, he said again, "I have invited a master to deal with these things. You just need to be alert."

"master?"

The detective's expression changed slightly, and his eyes suddenly changed a little, and he became more frightened.

Could it be that some demons are entangled in it...

This guess made him feel uneasy even when standing on this cemetery.

Fortunately, soon, the master in the headmaster's mouth had arrived. But not only one person came, but two monks wearing cassocks.

One of them had a white beard but was still energetic, as if he was a Buddhist and Taoist monk, while the other looked much younger, about middle-aged, with a rosy face, but his temperament was quite unique. At first glance, he looked like an ordinary monk, but after looking closely, he found that there seemed to be endless mystery in his eyes, which made people unable to help but feel respectful.

When Captain Jin saw that the two had finally arrived, he immediately went up to meet them, bowed his hand to show respect, and subconsciously swept the face of the middle-aged monk, but he couldn't help but exclaim and smiled bitterly: "Master Huaihong, you have been like this over the years."

He remembered that he met the Zen master when he went to burn incense with his parents when he was a child. He looked like this at that time. Unexpectedly, the other party seemed to have only been a few years, but he grew from the young child back then to the point where he looked a few years older than the other party.

This made him feel more and more moved.

Then he did not waste time, so he roughly told the situation here to both of you, including his own guesses.

"So I doubt if there are any demons and monsters here trying to use these corpses to kill people's lives! This is related to the safety of the people in Yuanyang City. Please ask the two masters to take a look."

"So that's it." Zen Master Huaihong nodded slightly, his eyes swept across the graves, swept through the collapsed graves, and saw the slightly desolate environment around him, and finally landed in a large pit not far away, with his eyes slightly condensed.

"Go and have a look." He said in a deep voice.

The few people walked to the pit together, and there were many black and rotten blood left on the ground, which smelled much worse than that of a pit, making people subconsciously want to cover their noses and escape.

Fortunately, no one here is ordinary now, especially Zen Master Huaihong, bent down and reached out to gently stroke the blood on the ground. He seemed to close his eyes and felt it for a while. Then he suddenly opened his eyes, got up and sighed in a low voice: "Amitabha..."

"Catcher King, there is indeed a half-demon here, and he has planned some terrible things. Fortunately, it has been eliminated, so you can rest assured."

"Is there really a demon?"

Captain Jin's eyes were solemn. He felt a little relieved after hearing that it had been eliminated. However, many doubts arose in his heart.

"Who is the hero who helped?"

"I want to know too." Zen Master Huaihong nodded slightly and exclaimed, "This person not only has righteousness, but also can subdue demons and demons, and hundreds of ghosts dare not approach him. What's more rare is that he also has a magnificent Buddhist aura. Even if I am far inferior to me, I am far inferior to me!"

He couldn't help but recall the only trace of the Buddha's breath that he felt just now. The magnificent energy like the vast ocean made his mind tremble, as if it was just that moment that gave him the feeling of being as small as a true Buddha, and he couldn't help feeling panic.

But it was only that moment that made him feel more deeply invisibly understanding Buddhism and Taoism. He felt even more grateful.

This is a feeling he has never experienced in his nearly a hundred years of practicing Buddhism!

Just a trace of breath remaining on your body can bring you such a feeling. Then how proficient in the true body should be in Buddhism and Taoism! Could it be that a living Buddha can't be achieved?

Yes, in the world where the true Buddha does not show its appearance, only a living Buddha can have such power and kill the half-demon that can also make him feel a headache.

Thinking of this, he looked at Yuanyang City with a little more invisible respect. This was his respect for his predecessors and his envy for the monk who was only one step away from the True Buddha.

That is what they all seek for all their lives...

Zen Master Huaisheng, who was standing beside him, also vaguely guessed some possibilities, and when he saw his senior brother's respectful expression, he was even more certain.

The only one who can make the senior brother show such a look is probably the legendary living Buddha.

He couldn't help but take two steps forward and whispered: "Senior Brother, since there may be a living Buddha here, we don't need to go in, so as not to disturb the old man's interest..."

He had something difficult to say, after all, he really didn't want to see that terrible old ghost again. It was said that things were just three. I let him go twice before, so it was hard to say whether he would let him go this third time.

If the fight really starts, he secretly estimated the strength of both sides, and was a little pessimistic that even if he adds his senior brother, he might lose more than 70%!

At this time, he naturally felt a little relieved, and he tried to persuade his senior brother to go back to the temple to recite scriptures well. The excuse he found at this time was also good, and he felt that the senior brother would probably agree.

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