"Little Elder, but it doesn't hurt to say. ”

Wei Yuanqing hurriedly made a deferential look.

Now that the life of his own family and son depends on the senior monk in front of him, Master Wei naturally does not dare to slack off in the slightest.

"Lord Wei's family affairs should not have been involved, but the noble son and the Qianqian girl are in a good fit of life and death, even the little monk and the outsiders are also moved, it is better to let the little monk heal them first, and then the donor's family will make a decision?"

Still in a breezy and dusty posture, Fahai chuckled and proposed.

"Little Elder has a way to save Qianqian?!"

At first glance, when he heard what Fahai said, Wei Zixiu suddenly breathed a lot shorter, looked at him with a look of surprise as if he was not fake, and asked with a little urgency.

"Amitabha, monks don't speak. ”

Fahai clasped his hands together and lowered his eyebrows.

"Evil animal, why don't you hurry up and thank the little elder for his mercy. ”

Seeing that Wei Zixiu was so overjoyed that he lost his manners, Master Wei's eyes widened, and when he was done, he turned around and apologized to Fahai, and hurriedly explained.

"The dog has a deep affection for Qianqian's child, and he lost his etiquette for a while, and he hopes to forgive his sins. The little elder can rest assured, as long as you can cure those two children, the old man will definitely send someone to present a golden Buddha statue to your temple in the future, to show the Wei family's heart to the Buddha. ”

Being reminded by Master Wei like this, Wei Zixiu also realized that it was Meng Lang, and he curled his expression, but the excitement on his face was still visible.

"Lord Wei's kindness is understood by the poor monk, but it is the wish of the little monk to save the world and help people, but he has fallen behind in retribution. The main thing is to have a heart, and you can usually do more good deeds, which is the best reward for the little monk. ”

Shaking his head slightly, he rejected Wei Yuanqing's kindness, and Fahai changed his words.

"The top priority is to unravel the spell on your son's body first, I don't know if the second prince can do the poor monk a favor and get the source of disgust. ”

Zixian...... Follow the Elders' Decree. ”

is different from the stubbornness of his father before, but this time Wei Zixian hurriedly responded.

He is not stupid, Fahai is clearly exculpating their mother and son with these words.

Today's events all started with the mother cursing the brother, and only by getting the brother's forgiveness can the mother get the opportunity to be lightened.

And now, the only knot in my brother's heart is the girl Qianqian, who is not long in life, as long as the little elder can cure her, with the brother's ordinary kindness, it is at most just a reprimand and cold treatment.

Compared with the heinous crime of witch Gu murder, it is very different.

Thinking of this, he seemed to feel that he was quite a gentleman who was suspected of bullying him, and Wei Zixian couldn't help but feel more and more guilty when he looked at his brother when he left.

Wei Zixian's house was not far from his mother's courtyard, but after a moment's effort, he hurried back from outside with a box in his hand.

"The yarrow villain is in the box, because he doesn't know how to get rid of the art of winning, Zixian hasn't dared to touch it all these years. ”

Carefully opened the dusty box, and the blood stains on the yarrow villain inside were still very fresh, as if they had just been smeared, and they were weird and terrifying.

Fahai was not afraid, and casually stretched out his hand and took out the straw man.

Threads of blood spread down from above, and even slowly tried to burrow into Fahai's hands.

It was only when he touched the monk's palm, which was as smooth as jade, that a burst of golden light suddenly appeared, and the blood line suddenly retracted in a panic as if it had been burned.

"This evil obstacle is to bully the weak and fear the hard. ”

Looking at the yarrow villain who honestly withdrew the blood line and highlighted a cowardly word, Fahai laughed, but the action at hand did not hesitate.

Wrapping the silver needle that suppressed Wei Zixiu's three souls and seven spirits with Buddha power, Fahai suddenly controlled the straw man in the air, and the mana in his palm swallowed, and a skillful force suddenly acted on the yarrow villain.

There was a muffled sound, like a cow's hair needle piercing the leather, and the silver needle flew out upside down suddenly, and after a slight pause, a trace of black mist flowed out from the hole left by the silver needle after it receded.

As if sensing something, Wei Zixiu's complexion changed suddenly, a touch of blush surged up his cheeks, and then he spit out a mouthful of dark brown blood, and the soul in his body that was originally suppressed by the little fox was faintly unstable.

"Cheng'er!"

Seeing that the eldest son's breath was disordered, Master Wei looked at Wei Zixiu with some concern.

"It doesn't matter, the little monk is expelling the curse poison in your son's body, and this waste blood will only be beneficial and harmless to the body. ”

Sensing Wei Yuanqing's worries, Fahai still had leisure to explain.

And the yarrow villain also seemed to have a premonition that something was wrong, struggling to get rid of Fahai's control, and there was a harsh and cumbersome curse sound coming from it, which was confusing.

It's just that how can the technique of the side door of the micro end be against the magic power of Buddhism, Fahai raised his eyebrows and looked angrily like a king, and with a low cry in his mouth, he easily broke it with the roar of the lion of Buddhism.

The black mist that had been removed from the straw man escaped into the air, attempting to escape.

However, Fahai, who had been prepared for a long time, slapped a palm print with his backhand, and suddenly the black mist was like a ball that had expanded to the extreme, and suddenly exploded in the air.

He stretched out his hand to cultivate a peaceful mana in Wei Zi's body, and recuperated his body for a long time, and Fahai dispersed the Buddha's light.

"Fortunately, I was not dishonored. ”

And Master Wei, who had been waiting for a long time, grabbed Wei Zixiu's hand and asked eagerly:

"Cheng'er, do you feel better?"

Returning to his father's words, the child felt much better, as if he had untied some shackles from his body, and his mind was extremely clear. ”

After checking his body for a long time, Wei Zixiu had a heartfelt smile on his face.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, Wei Zixiu hurriedly whispered a few words to his father, and walked quickly in front of Fahai, bowing down with a long bow.

"The grace of the little elder, Zixiu is unforgettable. ”

Seeing that after he thanked him, he still looked squirming as if he wanted to say something, but Fahai couldn't guess his thoughts.

With a soft snort of anger, Fahai smiled:

"I promised you, and the poor monk will do it. Wait a minute, you will find Miss Qianqian, the little monk has his own way to protect her self-cultivation. ”

"Thank you, Little Elder, Zi Xiu will summon Qianqian here!"

Wei Zixiu was overjoyed and hurriedly walked out of the door.

"Ahem!"

Master Wei coughed lightly twice and stopped Wei Zixiu's movement of walking out.

"It's such a big person, what does it look like to be anxious, is it going back more and more?!"

However, thinking of Wei Zixiu's hardships in the past three years, Wei Yuanqing still sighed after all, and did not criticize him too harshly.

"Tell me first, how to solve this matter, you have suffered the most over the years, and my father wants to hear your opinion. ”

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