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As he spoke, the man sat there, motionless as a mountain.

But Xia Cicada Dance couldn't calm down.

The person in front of him, whether he is really Leng Feng's father or not, no matter what his purpose is, this person can no longer entangle with him.

So without thinking about it, she turned around and ran out of the gate.

But after a few steps, he was stopped by a beam of light in front of him, and when he looked at it, it turned out to be the one who was still sitting on the sofa just now.

"Miss Xia, I'm here to help you, why are you in a hurry to refuse people thousands of miles away?" The man spoke lightly, making it impossible to catch a trace of expression.

"Help, help me?" Xia Cicada Dance wanted to run away again, but her whole body seemed to be immobilized and she couldn't move.

The next second, before she could come up with a countermeasure, she heard the muffled sound of a crutch hitting the ground with a "bang", and then a light passed around her body, and when she came back to her senses, the person was already sitting back on the sofa.

Naturally, the man she was afraid of sat across from her, still with a solemn face.

"Who are you and what do you want?" At this moment, her sanity also retracted a little.

The so-called Leng Feng's father in front of him, in addition to being extremely mysterious, seems to have extraordinary power, and it seems that if he wants to escape from his hands, the success rate is basically zero.

Since he can't escape, it's better to calm down, face the current reality, see what he wants to do, and then think of countermeasures.

Seeing that the Xia Cicada Dance was no longer noisy, the man took care of himself and poured the tea set on the table.

After a while, the living room was already filled with the fragrance of tea: "I said, I am Leng Feng's father." Why, doesn't Miss Xia think that our father and son are very similar? As he spoke, the man handed a cup of brewed tea to Xia Chanwu.

She took it strong and calm, took a sip of hot tea, and her head seemed to be much warmer: "I...... You, you look very similar, but Leng Feng is just an ordinary person, how can he be your child? ”

"Ordinary people?" Hearing this, the man's action of preparing to drink tea stopped, and then the corners of his mouth hooked up a seemingly non-existent arc, but it was fleeting: "Miss Xia, you don't need to know too much, as long as you understand, I can help you, so that you don't have to be controlled by the soul bell, and live a normal life from now on, why not?" ”

"Not under the control of the soul bell?" Xia Chanwu took a sip of tea, raised the gap in her chin, and looked at the person in front of her again. She knew that with this person's unfathomable cultivation, if she said it, she would do it.

But ~ how can there be a free lunch in the world?

"Why are you helping me?"

"To see someone." The man lifted the lid of the tea and gently plucked the tea leaves in the bowl, repeating this many times, but never drinking it.

"Are you helping me just to see someone? Then you want to see ......" At this point, Xia Chan Dance suddenly stopped, her eyes widened, and she stared directly at a heart-shaped ring on the man's thumb.

Because in the center of the heart of that ring, there is a picture of a woman.

When the man noticed her strangeness, he followed her gaze and fell to the ring on her finger: "She is Feng'er's mother." ”

"She, she!?" Leng Feng's mother?

How can it be? How could she look exactly like Jinge's mother?

Xia Chanwu stared at the woman in the ring in surprise, with a look of disbelief, although the woman in the photo, although she was dressed as a modern person, but her eyes as clear as water were unforgettable.

But Leng Feng's mother, how can she look so similar to Jing Ge's mother, it can be said that she is the same person at all, even if there is no shortage of strangers in this world who look alike, but Jing Ge's mother is a fairy in the sky, how can her true face be spied on by the world? What the hell is going on?

"Okay, Feng'er is coming back soon, you can sleep well. I'm leaving, tell Sù Feng'er that I'll see him next time, remember? ”

Xia Chan Wu fell into deep thought, and at this time, the man on the other side still spoke lightly, but when she heard this, with a heavy pressure on her shoulders, the person also lost consciousness and fell straight to the sofa......

In the dark light of the underworld, Emperor Fengdu sat cross-legged on the futon, his eyes slightly closed and entered a semi-settled state.

In front of him is the Jizo King Bodhisattva riding a cyan lotus flower, holding a pink orb in his left hand and a golden tin staff in his right. Next to the Bodhisattva, there is also a mount called Di Ting, on the left stands Master Daoming, and on the right is the protector of Min Gong.

At this moment, together with the countless evil spirits in the Dark Light First Turning Hall, (here refers to those evil spirits who are extremely obsessed and bring negative energy to the underworld, each temple of the Immortal King will arrange for them to come here in a timely manner to receive spiritual purification, so as to get out of the sea of suffering as soon as possible.) Everyone was listening carefully to the lecture of King Jizo Bodhisattva.

As a result, the first turn of the dark light has become another relatively peaceful place in addition to the civilian living area.

"At the beginning, the Bodhisattva made a vow that 'hell is not empty, and he will not become a Buddha', but now, I don't know if he feels that it is difficult to walk?"

"So, dare to ask Emperor Fengdu if he feels the same way?"

King Jizo Bodhisattva clasped his hands together, and his voice was full of compassion, like a morning bell and a dusk drum, which was enough to sublimate people's hearts: "There is no obstacle in the world to be pure and compassionate, and the light is magnified and the light is equal to the past; Benefit and be quiet and kind, and make you happy with all your actions; No tiredness, clear and quiet kindness, on behalf of all sentient beings to suffer, do not think of labor; For the evil sentient beings, they are quiet and merciful, and they are reluctant to swear through calamities; Practicing bodhisattvas is continuous, absorbing sentient beings with great compassion.

Everything is a providence, and there is a cycle of cause and effect in the underworld, and the Emperor Fengdu does not have to be too demanding. It must be known that you have transcended the mortal world, and you are a celestial being, so it is not appropriate to interfere too much in some things. ”

"The Bodhisattva is compassionate, and Yang Ao has been taught." Hearing this, Emperor Fengdu also folded his hands to show respect.

At this time, Judge Shen stepped into the Dark Light First Turning Hall with a solemn face.

"Meet the Emperor Fengdu, bow to the Bodhisattva of Jizo, listen to the Divine Beast, Master Daoming, and protect the Dharma of Duke Min."

After paying homage one by one, without waiting for the other party to respond, the judge turned to the Fengdu Emperor and said anxiously: "Emperor, it's not good, the soul-boosting bell in charge of the descendants of the Xia family has just disappeared." ”

"Can you find out why?" The sound floating in the air was still calm and unremarkable, and there was not a trace of anything unusual.

"It was done on purpose." Judge Shen took a step closer and said cautiously: "The subordinates have learned through the investigation of the Yin-Yang Mirror that there seems to be an additional prohibition on the descendants of the Xia family, and the power of this prohibition is very profound, with the current cultivation of the subordinates, it is impossible to lift it at all, and in the future, unless the descendants of the Xia family voluntarily summon it, the soul bell will not appear again." ”

Listening to the words of the judge, Emperor Fengdu fell into silence. After a long time, he sighed lightly and said to himself: "What should come, always come." ”

"Emperor, ...... you" Judge Shen looked at his boss in front of him with a worried expression.

has followed the emperor for hundreds of years, how can he have an expression on his face? Not to mention listening to him sigh, it seems that behind the disappearance of the soul bell, there will be an unknown catastrophe.

"Go and arrange another staff member for the 1007 hearse, now it seems that the marriage plan with the Xia family is urgent."

"Yes, the subordinates understand, and the subordinates will do their best to meet the people of the Xia family."

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