The ground where the blood was was corroded into a small pit the size of a palm.

The blood of the obstacle is intolerable in the world.

The magic weapon was snatched, and the King of Inspiration was so angry that his mouth opened to a size larger than a human face, and the sound like a sting thunder suddenly echoed throughout the temple.

"I should be enlightened by the teachings of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and you dare to take my weapon? damn it...."

Under the anger, the inspiration king changed rapidly.

His ears took on the shape of fish gills, his eyes bulged out, and small, hard scales began on his cheeks, slowly covering his entire face, and then towards his neck.

Soon, Su Li noticed that his bare arms were also covered with scales, and the thin film between his fingers was glued together, turning into webs.

Su Li couldn't help but pause, "Don't change, it's ugly, but now it's ugly." ”

"You're so ugly, does the Bodhisattva know, how did he tolerate the existence of such an unbeautiful goldfish in his beautiful lotus pond?"

"Aren't goldfish ornamental fish? Beauty isn't a must-have talent for you? Why are you different? Is it a mutation?"

Su Li's every sentence was abruptly pierced into the heart of the King of Inspiration, and the green tendons at the mouth of his temples bulged straight out.

"Shut up. ”

"Ugly bastards don't have the right to speak. ”

The King of Inspiration was stimulated by Su Li.... Well, it's getting uglier.

There was a strong smell of water wafting through the temple, and a light pink blood-colored mist advanced from the doorway layer by layer, and soon filled the entire temple.

The desperate and painful mourning of children in the pink light fog pierced the eardrums, making people's souls shake and their hearts lost.

Su Li's eyes were covered with a layer of golden light, and wherever he looked, the gods and ghosts were not disturbed, and the dense fog did not dare to get close.

In Su Li's eyes, countless light red threads stretched out from the dense fog and pulled on the body of the Inspiration King.

One section of each silk thread is hung with an innocent and unjustly killed child.

He was covered in blood, and there was a Buddha light in front of the living soul platform.

There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, and the great compassion saves the suffering and saves the suffering Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Su Li recited the Buddha name softly, Bai Ying's slender hand reached out, and the delicate nine-petal flower bud quickly broke away from Su Li's hand.

With a pop, the root stalk sinked into the flesh and blood of the King of Inspiration, and the bud that had not yet been released was unfurled in the wind.

The flowers, which were originally light pink, became bright red as if they were drinking blood.

The bud slowly began to bloom one by one, and finally bloomed to the fullest, and a beautiful and enchanting blood-colored lotus flower completely bloomed.

"Hiccup"

Su Li suddenly heard a childish hiccup.

As if discovered, a pair of eaten flowers curled up embarrassedly on the edge of their petals.

Su Li: "....."

Before the King of Inspiration could make a big move, his surprised gaze slowly moved to the blood-colored flower inserted in his heart.

With both hands, he tried to pull out the roots that were deeply rooted in the flesh.

Sensing his thoughts, the flowers were not happy, swayed their petals a few times, poofed a few times, and took root deeper.

The body of the King of Inspiration is regarded as a fertile spiritual field by the flowers, and he wantonly absorbs the essence he needs.

Soon, the Inspiration King's plumped body withered.

The rainbow-like golden armor slid down, the dazzling golden helmet fell to the ground, and the yellow boots lost their pillars.

Su Li's eyes no longer saw the existence of the King of Inspiration, and there was a huge shriveled goldfish in his golden armor, opening and closing the fish's lips and waving his tail.

Coincidentally, Su Li felt that he was really close to fish.

At the beginning, the meat of a carp essence made her never forget, and now there is a goldfish essence riddled with sin.

She had a hunch that the flesh on the King of Inspiration would only taste better than the little carp.

Cosmic beings, as long as they exist, cannot escape being judged.

Those who eat people will always eat them.

The Inspiration King didn't expect that he, as usual, just simply enjoyed a sacrifice, how did he become what he is now.

Even the main body was forced to transform.

"The fairy spares his life, the little demon doesn't dare anymore. The look in the woman's eyes scared him.

A fish-lip quickly opened and closed and said, "I will repent to the Bodhisattva...."

"No, I don't have to. A meritorious power was spread into the void by Su Li with a wave of his hand, enveloping the entire River Temple in it, thus blinding the heavens.

The King of Inspiration was horrified and said, "Aren't you afraid that the Bodhisattva will blame you?"

It depends on the owner to beat the dog, and he is not the ownerless mountain monster of the next session.

Su Li didn't bother to pay attention to the King of Inspiration, beckoned, and the flower bone that was still inserted in the belly of the huge fish obediently flew into Su Li's hand, so soft that it was an ordinary red flower branch.

"Are you mutated?" Su Li curiously fiddled with the flower bones in his hand.

The well-fed and well-fed flower branch lay down and pretended to be dead, just silent, as if the hiccup sound Su Li heard before was an auditory hallucination.

Before Su Li could continue, there were many messy footsteps at the door.

Xiao Tong was the first to rush to the front, "Mother, mother, mother, are you still there?"

"Don't be ahead of the curve, you kid. ”

Listen to the voice of the white lady next door.

Soon, a group of women with farm tools, knives and forks rushed in violently, and there was a great appearance that they were going to die with the river god, but they stared at Su Li for a long time.

No, they're still glaring at the goldfish.

Su Li stepped on the goldfish with an uninhibited foot, and the sudden intrusion of the crowd made her a little embarrassed.

She lifted the hem of her skirt, put down her delicate little feet casually, and coughed lightly, "Why are you all here?" ”

Those who came were still acquaintances, and they were all women's soldiers.

Xiao Tong came back to his senses from the stunned, and what followed was ecstasy, "Mother, you're okay, it's good that you're okay." ”

Su Li touched the child's head, and then looked at the pair of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law of the village chief's house.

"What are you doing?"

Su Li looked at the two of them in surprise and commented: "It's still clean and pleasing to the eye." ”

Yan Xiaoniang almost waved the kitchen knife in her hand to Su Li's face.

Will this person speak, and live so many years of pickling and madness, thinking that they are willing?

This time, Yan Niangzi and Yan Xiaoniang were both cleaned up, and their hair was braided, although their faces were old, they could vaguely see the good looks of their youth.

Yan Xiaoniang and Yan Niangzi are somewhat similar in appearance, and after cleaning up, they also have a slight appearance.

Although she saw that Su Li was safe, Yan Niangzi still looked around vigilantly, "What about the river god, hasn't it appeared yet?"

"What's the matter with this fish?"

Oh my dear, this is the biggest fish they've ever seen.

The White Lady couldn't help but swallow her saliva, "Are you dead?"

The fish's eyes are about to turn white.