"Master? How did you end up here? ”

Mo Kongjing had just taken two steps forward before she noticed that something was wrong, and her steps became a little faster, and when she stood in front of Master Du Chan, she found that the corners of Master Du Chan's mouth were already stained with blood, and the breath of the whole person was even weaker and difficult to detect.

"Master?"

As soon as he shouted this, the master of the cicada in front of him seemed to finally hear it, and after opening his eyes with difficulty, he bowed and said: "Amitabha, donor, I understand your feelings of wanting to wipe them all out, those ghost children and ghost babies in the firewood room have been trapped with Buddhism, and they will inevitably have an accident and ask the donor to take care of them." ”

It seems that during the time she left, those ghost children and ghost babies had already begun to move, and Mo Kongjing just wanted to nod and suddenly remembered that Lan De was still in the Buddhist hall.

Before she could speak, Master Du Chan said again: "Donor, please rest assured, Lao Wei will go to the Buddha Hall to save people." ”

As soon as the words fell, Master Du Cicada strode towards the Buddha Hall, his back was so resolute and unquestionable, but with every step, there would be a few more drops of blood on the ground.

Shaking his head helplessly, Mo Kongjing, who knew that there was no time to delay at this moment, immediately pulled Lan Xun back.

No one knows this Buddhist temple better than Master Du Chan, and it is undoubtedly the best choice for him to go to save people.

First, she has exhausted the spiritual power in her body in order to arrange today's game, and now even if she goes to the Buddhist hall, she can only fight with those ghosts with the sword in her hand.

Second, at this moment, all her layouts are around the small firewood room, and without her present, she can't guarantee whether they can get out this time.

"Auntie? Second brother he also"

"Shut up! With a master, he will be fine! "Definitely not!

Took a deep breath. Looking at Lan Xun, who was a little timid and worried, Mo Kongjing walked calmly towards the small firewood room.

Whether it is success or failure depends on this move, the layout for such a long time. It can't be wasted.

No one will have an accident, otherwise when the time comes, no matter what kind of karma she suffers, even if it becomes a karmic obstacle, she Mo Kongjing will definitely make these ghosts pay the same price!

Taking a deep breath, Mo Kongjing walked to the small firewood room with a flying stride, but she was still startled when she saw Du Yuan with a wound.

Flesh rolls. The layers of bloody skin have been lifted, and now Du Yuan looks like a bloody man at all!

I didn't expect that in less than a stick of incense, those ghost children and ghost babies could force the general of the imperial capital and the master of the Taoist monk Du Cicada to look like this.

"General Du. What are you? Lan Xun obviously couldn't react, and when he saw that Du Yuan's whole person was like being irrigated with blood, he couldn't react anymore.

"Oh, back to His Royal Highness. This little injury on the minister's thick skin and flesh is fine at all. But that master is really a real skill, you see that all those things have been recovered by him! Du Yuan scraped the bridge of his nose honestly, and hurriedly let go of his figure to reveal the engraved Buddha seals on the small firewood room.

The pure gold Buddha seal was glittering, and every time it flickered, there would be a sharp and piercing cry in the small firewood room, the cry of a baby.

In such a creepy atmosphere, Du Yuan's expression was a little excited, after all, his whole life was a life of rolling blood on the knife edge, and now when he encountered such a strange thing, he was more curious than fearful.

And Lan Xun has been here more than once. It's not the first time I've heard such a voice and seen these ghost boys, once I have the heart to prepare. Although there was still some fear in my heart when I faced this, it was much better than being stunned by the bucket floating in mid-air for the first time.

When Master Du Cicada arrived, he let out a long sigh when he saw Lan De, who was haunted by a ghost boy and couldn't move.

I didn't expect that I was still careless, this ghost boy is so angry, and he can't even be impressed by the Buddha's light!

Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from behind him, the ghost boy who was crawling on Lan De slowly turned his head, and his red eyes emitted an incomparably bewitching light the moment he saw Master Du Cicada.

At the moment when the red light flashed, Master Du Chan clearly saw the hatred in those eyes, the strong hatred, not against others, but at him.

This monstrous hatred made him sluggish, and his movements couldn't help but stop, and he calmly recited the Buddhist scriptures when he wanted to throw out the Buddhist beads in his hand.

He thought that these young children should know it very well in their hearts.

That's it, the cause of ten years ago, the effect of ten years later.

Of course, the evil causes that you have planted yourself must reap the consequences.

"Amitabha, good, good, if you really hate Lao Gu so much, Lao Ge is willing to give up this skin to go to hell. I only hope that the innocent of you will not hurt those more innocent people, the sea of suffering is boundless, and you will turn back to the shore! ”

There were already tears in his eyes, endless remorse in his pupils, and blood dripping from the corners of his mouth.

Just now, in order to recover those ghost babies and ghost children, he had already suffered a lot of internal injuries, and at this moment, he was even more powerless against the ghost boy king, and the Buddha beads in his hands were already his last magic weapon, but at this moment, he didn't want to hit the ghost boy king with the Buddha beads at all.

It all started because of him, and if it ended because of him, it would be the best result.

Thinking like this, he put his hands together and turned his heart to the Buddha, and when the Ghost Boy King was full of hatred and pounced on him with bared teeth, he couldn't resist in the slightest.

However, at this moment, Lan De, who was in a coma, unconsciously turned over because he broke free from the shackles of the Ghost Boy King.

With a crisp sound, the statue of Guanyin around his neck also fell out of his clothes, and a ray of light was refracted on the statue of Guanyin.

A dazzling golden light suddenly flashed in the originally silent Buddhist hall, and the Buddha's light came down, and a golden light hit the body of the Ghost Boy King with precision, and with a 'woo wow', the Ghost Boy King who was rolling on the ground in pain suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes.

"Amitabha"

With his hands folded and bowing to the Buddha statue repeatedly, Master Du Chan slowly opened his eyes.

"Master, why are you here? What about the ghost boy? Lan De, who woke up slowly, stood up with a puzzled expression, and saw that Master Du Chan had worshiped and worshipped the Buddha statue that had lost all its light, so he didn't bother again.

Master Ducida, who knelt on the futon upright, said solemnly: "Amitabha, this time you and I are both saved because of this, as for the ghost boy king, my Buddha is merciful, but I only injured it slightly." ”

Seeing Land's surprised eyes, he sighed lightly: "The old man is bent on death, and he only wants to use this pair of skins to calm the grievances of these innocent young children, but it's a pity that they still sigh."

Touching the bridge of his nose in embarrassment, he saw that the monks were so sad and troubled, he didn't know how to comfort him, hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "The master is kind-hearted and helps the world, but people are not saints and sages, and what we can do now is to minimize the sins of these ghost children." ”

Nodding sadly, Master Du Cicada slowly stood up, and after a while, he and Lan De walked towards the small firewood room.

Now all he can do is to minimize the sins of these ghost children, my Buddha is merciful, and those lost souls will be redeemed one day.

(To be continued.) )