With a crisp child's voice, a boy about seven years old slowly fell from the air to Wuchen's side.

The boy leaned down, wiped the blood from the corner of Xiao Wuchen's mouth, stuffed a red pill into Wuchen's mouth, and gently supported Wuchen's small mouth, allowing Wuchen to swallow the pill smoothly.

Dustless's little mouth was pried open by the little boy, and Danmaru rolled into Dustless's stomach on its own.

It is also strange to say, as soon as the pill rolls into the belly of the dustless, the blood at the corner of the dustless mouth stops, and a stream of essence condenses from the dustless dantian, like lighting a lamp, and the dantian is warm.

Wuchen couldn't help but touch slightly, and the little boy immediately called in a low voice, "Wuchen, sister Wuchen, wake up." ”

At this time, the dustless spirit has left the body, the dustless spirit is very sober, the dustless thought of the Lingshan, the incomparably kind Buddha in the Lingshan, the days of freedom and happiness in the Lingshan, subconsciously, the dustless Yuanshen wants to float to the Lingshan.

Helplessly, Wuchen only felt that his body was as heavy as a thousand pounds of boulders, and he couldn't fly at all.

Wuchen was in a hurry, a warm current rose from the dantian, he felt that his body was full of strength, and his whole body became lighter, Wuchen couldn't help but be happy, and he wanted to fly towards Lingshan.

Suddenly, I heard a young child's voice calling my name, and this immature child's voice had a magical power, pulling Wuchen back.

Wuchen sighed softly and slowly opened his eyes, only to see a boy about seven years old following his side, calling his name.

And strangely, the boy, who looked apparently a few years younger than himself, actually called himself his sister.

Wuchen frowned slightly, and asked tentatively, "Who are you——。 ”

The little boy said, "Sister Wuchen, I am your cousin, my name is Wang Shiqi." ”

"Cousin, no, you look like you're only about seven years old, and I'm already ten years old, how did you become my cousin, and I often left home in my infancy and returned to Buddhism, how do I know that there is still a cousin like you at home."

Looking at the dust-free and clear eyes with suspicion, the little boy smiled, and the little boy said, "It's reasonable that my sister doesn't believe it, but it's true that I'm your cousin, why did my sister leave home in infancy and return to Buddhism, I have to start with my affairs." ”

"Your ——。 in business" In confusion, Wuchen suddenly remembered that when the master mentioned the full moon of Wuchen, there was a demonic wind blowing in the house, and a little boy was killed on the spot, could this boy be the little cousin who was killed.

Thinking of this, Wuchen asked tentatively, "Could it be that you are the little cousin who was killed by the demon wind when I was full moon." ”

"Exactly, Sister Wuchen, if you don't believe it, I'll take you back to your hometown, go to my cemetery to have a look, and see if the photos on the tombstone are like me."

Looking at the boy's serious expression, ten-year-old Wuchen believed in this little boy, and this little boy was still his cousin, this is blood kinship.

The dustless defense line was removed, and he innocently asked again, "Brother Shiqi, then why did you appear here, these zombies are all fixed by you, where did you get such a high mana, it seems that you are not a ghost." ”

"Well, it's a long story, after I died, my soul went directly to Lingshan, and was accepted as a boy by the Buddha, and now I am a Lingshan fairy.

These zombies are determined by the lotus flower given to you by the Buddha, not my spiritual power, the Buddha sent me down to assist you in your cultivation, but you have to rely on yourself in everything, I can only assist you in secret. The little boy looked at the incomparably beautiful Xiao Wuchen, and was also very happy, and conveyed the meaning of the Buddha to Xiao Wuchen in detail.

"Lingshan, where is Lingshan, Buddha, Buddha will only appear in my dreams, can Brother Shiqi take me to Lingshan to see Buddha." Wuchen reincarnated had already forgotten everything, and when she heard that her little cousin was a fairy child in front of the Buddha, she couldn't help but be overjoyed, and immediately begged her little cousin to take her to Lingshan to see the Buddha.

"No, although you have spiritual power now, you are still a mortal, if I take you to Lingshan to see the Buddha now, you will give up all your previous efforts, and your previous efforts will be wasted——, understand." The little boy gave up all his previous efforts and emphasized it again.

"Okay, I have to go, you have to rely on yourself in your cultivation, others can't help you, I'll take all these zombies to hell and hand them over to Hades, so that they don't create and kill again."

The little boy said a moving spell, and a bottomless passage suddenly cracked on the ground, and the little boy only waved his hand, and a magical force pushed the zombie swarm into the passage.

"Brother Shiqi, I want to go to my hometown to see, remember to come back to me." Seeing that the little boy was about to jump into the tunnel, Wuchen hurriedly shouted at the little boy.

"Okay, I'll come to you, you send these three mortals back quickly, and don't touch mortals casually in the future.

Meditation and cultivation is the right way, you must remember, dustless sister. The boy, named Shiqi, jumped into the passage while promising to be dustless, and the ground closed in a blink of an eye, and returned to its original state, as if nothing had ever happened in this place.

"Dustless, dustless fairy, are you okay?"

"Qing'er, Qing'er, wake up." Wuchen's thoughts were still on the little cousin, but there was Meng Zihao's inquiry and Madame Huang's sad cry in his ears.