There Are Mysteries in the Buddhist Scriptures

The bark that belonged to the human face began to fall off and fell to the ground. It was like a withered old tree that was heading for extinction.

When he looked again, the position of the face had returned to normal, as if it had never appeared.

"If the strangeness dies, the locust tree will be normal."Xu Bai thought.

The small courtyard returned to silence once again. It was no different from before. It looked ordinary, and this locust tree no longer had any bewitching effects.

If ordinary people came in again, they would not be affected by the locust tree.

Xu Bai stood there for a while, then turned around and went back to his room.

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The next day.

When the first ray of sunlight shone into the streets of Shengxian County, people began their busy day.

The streets slowly became lively, turning from quiet to noisy in just an hour.

On both sides of the street, the commoners were still busy making a living, setting up stalls and opening shops.