He turned around and walked over to Zi Liuli, checking on her injuries.

"Zi Liuli, are you okay?" Hui Mian broke the shackles of the purple glass and asked with concern.

Zi Liuli looked at Hui Mian with some surprise, as if she didn't understand why the other party knew her name, this was a secret, she had never mentioned it to others, even the roller blinds didn't know.

Seeing the other party's puzzled expression, Hui Mian smiled and said, "I know your sister Bai Liuli, so..."

When Zi Liuli heard this, she suddenly realized.

In addition to their clothes and hair color, the appearance and figure of the four sisters are basically the same, and knowing one of them is equivalent to knowing the other three.

Hui Mian broke the shackles of the purple glass, but the other party was soft and weak.

"What's wrong with you, are you hurt?" Hui Mian asked with concern.

Zi Liuli shook her head and said weakly: "I'm not injured, it's just... They drugged me, and I was weak..."

"Damn... How can they do this to you! Hui Mian was furious.

Hui Mian was busy healing the purple glass.

Being drugged by someone can be regarded as a kind of poisoning, and with the help of Huimian detoxification skills, Zi Liuli quickly recovered.

...

"Where did you come from, a monk, who dared to destroy the sacrificial ceremony and burn down the temple, hurry up and kneel down to make amends for the gods, maybe the gods will be merciful and can spare you from dying!"

Some villagers suddenly said coldly at Huimian.

When Hui Mian heard this, he sneered in his heart.

He turned and stared coldly at the villagers.

Now the fire in the temple has been controlled and extinguished, but many buildings are full of smoke and black smoke, and many villagers are embarrassed by the blackened faces, unkempt hair, and stains on their clothes.

The embarrassed appearance couldn't hide the anger in everyone's hearts, and they glared angrily one by one, eager to eat people.

"Sacrificial ceremony? ... It's ridiculous that whoever gives you the right to sacrifice someone else's life! ”

Hui Mian was angry, he couldn't help but be annoyed, Zi Liuli was the only one left in the four Liuli, the object that Hui Mian swore to protect, and now he was so wantonly hurt by these fools, how could he tolerate it!

The villagers were frightened by Hui Mian's angry face, he came from the sky, but he could be compared to the existence of a god, who dared to touch his moldy head, everyone cowered and did not dare to speak more.

Even the person who had spoken before to ask Huimian to kneel down and make amends for his sins was also shrinking his neck at this time, not daring to speak.

At this time, the village chief walked out tremblingly, he was also afraid, his legs were straight and weak, but as the village chief, he had to come out to preside over the overall situation at this time.

"Oops... The living Buddha is angry, just now the kid was open-mouthed, and he bumped into the Buddha, you must not be like him, I will clean him up when I turn around! The village chief sighed in a low voice and apologized again and again.

"Humph!" Hui Mian snorted coldly. "You're not a good thing either, don't be coy here!"

Hui Mian had already learned from the girl that everything in front of him was muttered by this bad old man, with a kind face and a black heart, and he was talking about this kind of person, and he was not worthy of pity at all.

"Uh..."

The village chief was scolded by Hui Mian, his expression was extremely embarrassed.

Ahem...

He coughed twice and said with some fear, "This festival is... It is the affairs of our village, and the Buddha, as an outsider, interferes in the affairs of our village so strongly, I'm afraid it's unreasonable, right? ”

Seeing that Huimian didn't save him face at all, the village chief didn't dare to attack, so he thought about it, so he had to 'remind' the other party from other directions that this is our family matter, and you don't meddle in it.

Hui Mian's eyes looked the village chief up and down, with a hint of anger in his eyes.

'This old man is stubborn, he has not realized his own fault until now, and he is still quibbling and reasoning, and there is no cure!'

He said with a cold face: "Of course, I have no right to meddle in the affairs of your village. ”

As soon as Hui Mian's words came out, the faces of the village chief and several people instantly became happy, and they were about to speak, but they were stopped by Hui Mian waving his hand.

He continued: "It's just that this girl is not from your village, you want to use her to sacrifice to the sky, this... How can it be said that it is your village's own business? ”

"This—" The village chief was momentarily speechless.

"Girl... Come and explain to the Buddha, we have to do this, and we have to suffer! ”

The village chief actually set his eyes on Zi Liuli.

Seeing this scene, Huimian and his lungs were about to explode.

"I said that you can still have a face, you just wanted to burn people, and now you are embarrassed to let people intercede for you, how did you come up with this idea?"

The village chief was told by Hui Mian, his face was red and white, and he stood there, not knowing how to answer.

"In the festival of our village, who will be used to sacrifice to the sky, this is our own business, and we don't need you to come here as a foreign monk to talk nonsense and meddle in things!"

"That's it, it's okay to leave quickly, don't be nosy."

"You are a monk, what are you doing with this idle business!"

"This is a sacrifice for Erlang Shenjun, and it has been delayed, can you afford to bear the sin?"

...

There were a few hot-tempered young people, hiding in the crowd, and said wantonly.

"Noise!"

Hui Mian shouted angrily, pushed with one hand, and the mana poured into his right arm, and a hurricane surged out, knocking out the few young people who had spoken, and slammed them into the wall.

Those young people thought that with the help of the crowd's cover-up, they could make some small moves underneath.

But they didn't know that Hui Mian was standing on the altar, looking down on the people, his eyes were sharp, his perception was amazing, and no disturbance could escape his eyes.

As soon as they spoke, they were locked in place by Hui Mian, and then used thunder to knock them out.

...

"The living Buddha is angry, the living Buddha is angry!" The village chief shouted urgently.

Hui Mian was too strong, those villagers were ordinary people, where had they seen such a character who could call the wind and rain, and they were suddenly trembling with fright, kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy.

"The small people have no barriers, they collide with the Buddha, and I hope that the Buddha will forgive the sins, I will wait for the Buddha to prepare food for the Buddha and make amends to the Buddha."

The village chief said, and glanced at the person next to him.

The villager seemed to be frightened by Hui Mian, and he didn't react for a while, not understanding what the village chief's eyes meant.

Now the village chief was in a hurry, and cold sweat continued to ooze from his forehead.

"What are you doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and prepare a meal for the Buddha, prepare a meal..."

"Rice? Oh.. Oh.. Rice! The villager suddenly realized, and he whispered to the village chief, "It's the kind of... That kind of rice? ”

The village chief nodded a little speechlessly: "Yes... It's fasting, fasting without meat and oil, go quickly! ”

"Well, I'll go!" After the villagers finished speaking, they ran away.