Fortunately, I had expected it, and grabbed Di Fusheng's wrist.

"The body is skinned, and the parents are received." I pinched the broken cup between his fingers, and at the same time glanced at Pan Ying reproachfully.

I can feel that Di Fusheng is not making a show for anyone, but really exerting his strength. If it weren't for his weakness, I might not have been able to stop him.

Pan Ying herself is heartless, but Di Jinlian is different. Speaking of which, her worries are not unreasonable. We have only known Di Fusheng for most of the day, and we can say that we don't know anything about his identity and origin. Entrust him with the matter of finding Pan Ying's soul, not only Pan Ying's body has to bear the risk, but Dou Dabao and I have to listen to him.

Di Fusheng said that his life is mine, but when they meet in Pingshui, can they really trust him completely based on this sentence?

I don't know if it's because of the wine, Di Fusheng's eyes were red, he just stared straight at me, didn't make a sound, and didn't move the pen and paper again.

I looked at him for a moment, then turned to Dou Dabao and Pan Ying and said, "I believe him." ”

Then he said in a deep voice: "I've been busy for a long time, let's eat first." ”

Jinghai secretly said to me, "To be honest, I also think this is a bit too coincidental. We were just about to find a 'person', when we ran into such a rare lost master Gu. But then again, even if he has bad intentions, we now have to use him to pursue the tomboy's scattered soul. As for the risks involved, we can only be more cautious and see the moves. ”

I'm still quite convinced of Jinghai's words, the old monk is older than all of us here combined, and he really eats more salt than we eat. I may not be able to hear what he has to say, that I have a great kindness to Di Fusheng, that he should not take revenge, or that he would not want to cut off his fingers to show his loyalty. But the prudence that the old monk said won my heart.

The meal was almost finished, and I was about to speak, when Jinghai suddenly spoke up again and whispered to me for a while.

I frowned when I heard this, but after listening to the old monk's words, I immediately made a decision.

I said to Dickson, "I know a way to liberate the rest of your family." ”

Di Fusheng was shocked and looked up at me.

"The Seven Treasures Sutra Quilt." I said slowly, "Ordinary rebirth charms can't cause the soul of a person who has been poisoned by the worm to die, but I know that there is a Dhara Sutra quilt that has been blessed by a certain emperor and thirty-six eminent monks, which can surpass your relatives." ”

Di Fusheng grabbed a pen and paper and wrote: Do you know where the things are? Or is there such a quilt?

"I don't want your life, help me find my friend, and I'll repay him with a peach." I smashed a wine glass, picked up a piece of broken glass and placed it in front of him, "Thanks." ”

……

Seeing Pan Ying drink the blood in the cup, Dou Dabao hurriedly went to pick up the collar of her back coat.

"What are you doing!" Pan Ying frowned and pushed him away.

Dou Dabao hurriedly said: "If you are hit by the worm, you will have to cut off the sores on your head, you let me see if there are any sores...... I forgot to bring back the bucket of sesame oil, and the dough is gone, so I have to find it quickly. ”

Dough and sesame oil are available everywhere, and they are hard to come by......

I glanced at Ji Yayun's short hair that had been trimmed at the Xiangkou hairdresser not long ago, and I could only smile bitterly.

I asked Dou Dabao not to mess around first, and turned to Di Fusheng to see how he reacted.

Di Fusheng removed his left palm and wrapped it with new gauze, and there was nothing unusual, just sat there stunned.

After a while, he shook his head with a twisted eyebrow, reached out and took the leather bag he had given me in the dilapidated house earlier, and as if remembering something, he took a pen and paper and quickly wrote down a line.

I took it and looked at it, and I couldn't help but be stunned.

'Jinhua gave you these before leaving, can I borrow them for the time being?' ’

I said, "I don't want your stuff." ”

Di Fusheng shook his head resolutely, took out only one thing from his bag, and shoved the bag into my arms.

What he took out was a metal vessel the size of a sea bowl, a bit like the bowl used by the monk in the movie, but the whole body was dull, and he didn't know whether it was copper or iron.

He put the utensils on the table, and a spoon in the soup bowl snapped onto the outer wall of the vessel.

Only then did I realize that this 'bowl', which is not black and not green, seems to be made of raw magnet ore.

Di Fusheng poured most of the remaining half of Ji Yayun's cup of water into the vessel, plucked a handful of hair from his head, lit it and threw it in, and then lowered his head and stared at the water with his eyes.

Ji Yayun asked me in a low voice, "What is he doing?" ”

"Shhhh

I said this, but I muttered a little in my heart.

The reason why the Circle Light Technique is so widespread among the people is that it is said to be able to manifest images and make people see the people and things they want to see.

But to this day, the Circle Light Technique that I have come into contact with is only using crooked methods to create illusions to confuse people's minds.

Therefore, when I saw Di Fusheng performing the Circular Light Technique, I couldn't help but have doubts in my heart, and I subconsciously leaned over and looked down at the vessel.

The vessel is not big, and the water in it is only shallow, except for a little burned-out ash on the water surface, only Di Fusheng's reflection is faintly visible, and where does it come from.

I wanted to ask Di Fusheng about it, but Dou Dabao pulled me away, and at the same time pushed Di Fusheng away, his eyes were round, staring straight at the water, and he couldn't stop shivering.

I sensed something abnormal, and tried to whisper to Dou Dabao, "What do you see?" ”

Dou Dabao seemed to have completely lost his normality, but replied in an instinctive trembling voice: "An old house, very dilapidated, Pan Pan...... Pan Pan hung on the door, gnawing on chicken bones and crying ......"

"What's that?"

I heard it in the clouds, what does it mean to hang on the door, and cry while gnawing on chicken bones?

Ji Yayun suddenly pulled me and motioned for me to look to the side.

Turning his head, he saw that after Di Fusheng was pushed away by Dou Dabao, he didn't step forward again, but grabbed a lamb stick bone from the table, and while instigating as if he had been hungry for eight hundred years and hadn't eaten, tears fell down his eyes.

Seeing that his expression was completely wrong, I realized that something was unusual, and at this moment, Jinghai reminded me:

"Regardless of him, the little Buddha saves people's hearts, and he can only be trusted by what he says and does."

The old monk woke up the dreamer with a word, I raised my eyes to look at Dou Dabao, thought about it, took the pen and paper that Di Fusheng wrote and quickly drew a few strokes.

But after only a few strokes, my heart became anxious, "What do you mean by hanging on the door and gnawing chicken bones?" Dabao, calm down, say carefully, I'll draw it! ”

Although Dou Dabao was excited, he had not completely lost his mind, and when he heard it, he still stared at the water and said intermittently:

She hung on the door, as if she were trapped, and could not come down. There is a signboard under the door...... It was written...... Nine Leaves Inn. ”