Ji Xiaoxiao smiled dumbly, it seems that the people in this heavenly realm, like the Tao of the world, have no shortage of hypocritical actors.

There is a large temple in front, which is magnificent and covers a vast area. Incense is pouring out of it, accompanied by the sound of wooden fish beating.

Xiao Shami's unintentional monk's robe played a role, and he entered the temple with Ding Ermiao, Ji Xiaoxiao and Qi Jiandong, but no one stopped him.

In the backyard of the temple, a transcendent ceremony is being held.

What everyone didn't expect was that the person who was overtaken was actually a seven or eight-year-old child. That is, the deceased and the unintentional are of the same age.

The mother of the deceased, a beautiful young woman, dressed in plain clothes, sat on a futon, facing the child's body in a silent daze. Her eyes were dry, and it seemed as if tears had flowed from her eyes.

Then there are four eminent monks, sitting on either side of the child, chanting sutras with their eyes closed, and beating wooden fish in their hands.

In the main hall, there are many brocade-clothed guards, standing silently behind the young woman, who should be the descendants of the deceased's family. It can be seen that this dead child is still everyone's son.

The child, also dressed in brocade, was lying on a sandalwood plank, his eyes closed and his face serene. It seems that when he died, he suffered nothing.

"It's so pathetic." Ji Xiaoxiao and Wuxin whispered at the same time.

Ding Ermiao didn't speak, and after looking at it, he pulled Ji Xiaoxiao out of the temple. Wuxin and Qi Jiandong then followed.

"Xiaoxiao, the mother of the deceased, may be of use to us." Ding Ermiao said.

"You're going to take her away?" Ji Xiaoxiao asked.

Ding Ermiao shook his head and said, "No, take it away like this, I'm afraid the effect is not enough." In order to achieve the goal, it is necessary to make that mother a little more bitter. ”

"Will the plan be released?" Ji Xiaoxiao asked.

"You come here." Ding Ermiao smiled, pulled Ji Xiaoxiao and Wuxin, and whispered in a low voice.

Ji Xiaoxiao frowned at first, but later she was happy. Unintentionally even more excited, smiling.

Ding Ermiao nodded and smiled, and said, "You prepare, I'll do it." ”

Ji Xiaoxiao also nodded and motioned for Ding Ermiao to start acting.

Only Qi Jiandong stared, not knowing what Ding Ermiao and the others were talking about.

Ding Ermiao, Ji Xiaoxiao and the others turned around and entered the temple again. In the side hall, the ritual is still going on. The high monk who was reciting the sutra and the mother of the deceased had the same expressions as before.

"This kid is good-looking, why did he die? Wait for me to take Da Luo Tian and find some elixir to bring him back to life! Ding Ermiao suddenly separated the crowd, stepped forward, lifted the child's body, and threw it on his back.

The people in the room were stunned together, and they all looked at Ding Ermiao in surprise.

However, Ding Ermiao did not hesitate for a moment, carried the child on his back, and strode towards the temple gate.

"Stop!" The brocade-clothed guards behind the young woman came to their senses, and each drew their knives and guns to stop Ding Ermiao.

But as soon as Ding Ermiao waved his hand, a stream of air swept around him, and those guards staggered to the ground one after another, embarrassed.

"You give back my child!" The beautiful young woman also screamed and pounced.

But behind Ding Ermiao, there seemed to be an invisible barrier that the young woman could not approach.

"Where did the wild man come from, messing around here?" The four old monks who were chanting the scriptures finally made a move, and the wooden fish in their hands was sacrificed and smashed towards Ding Ermiao.

Ding Ermiao laughed, didn't look back, and pointed a few times in the air with his backhand, and the monks' wooden fish turned into sawdust in the air.

Just in the blink of an eye, Ding Ermiao had already taken the child out of the gate of the temple and walked towards the open place.

"Villain, you return my child!" The child's mother was like crazy, stumbling after her, screaming heartbreakingly.

But Ding Ermiao was very fast, walking and walking, and he actually got up in the air and took the child to the south.

The child's mother, knowing that she could not catch up, screamed, and when her body was crooked, she was about to fall.

Ji Xiaoxiao, who had been prepared, hurriedly stretched out her hand to support her, and said, "Don't worry, madam, I'll take you to chase that villain!" ”

"Okay, thank you so much, take me to chase it!" The child's mother grabbed Ji Xiaoxiao tightly as if she had grasped a life-saving straw, urging her repeatedly.

Ji Xiaoxiao nodded, took the young woman to rise from the ground, and chased in the direction of Ding Ermiao's escape.

Later, he unintentionally pulled Qi Jiandong and also went out of the temple gate. These two people had no cultivation and couldn't fly, so they had to follow on the ground.

Suddenly, Ding Ermiao turned back, waved his hand, and a stream of air wrapped Qi Jiandong and Wuxin, and fled together.

Thousands of miles away on the vast grassland, Ding Ermiao stopped and put the body of the snatched child on the ground.

Wuxin squatted to the side, looked at the child's face, and sighed again and again.

The wind behind him moved, and Ji Xiaoxiao arrived with the child's mother.

"Villain, what are you robbing my child for?" The child's mother, with red eyes, rushed over and hugged her child, refusing to let go.

"Hey, I'm kind enough to save your child, why do you blame me?" Ding Ermiao rubbed his nose and said.

"Can you save my child?" The young woman was taken aback, and looked at Ding Ermiao suspiciously, with a little less hostility in her eyes.

He smiled unintentionally and said, "This brother is very capable, just like the Buddha." If you want him to save your child, you have to ask him. ”

The young woman was stunned for a moment, then suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, and said, "Please save my child, as long as he can come back to life, I can promise you anything!" ”

Ding Ermiao didn't support either, and let the young woman kowtow seven or eight times, before she said, "What's your name?" What's this kid's name? ”

"I am the young lady of the Nangong family, my real name is Suyu, and my child's name is Nangong Changgui." The young woman replied honestly.

"Okay, get up, Mrs. Nangong, wait for me to save people." Ding Ermiao waved his hand, helped Nangong Changgui up, and sat cross-legged opposite.

Ji Xiaoxiao didn't speak, and stood to the side watching with cold eyes.

Ding Ermiao calmed down and began to cast spells according to the Maoshan Spiritualist Technique. As soon as the spell came out, Ding Ermiao's divine consciousness also followed the spell and searched in this layer of heaven.

Fortunately, Ding Ermiao's divine sense is strong, and the child's soul is still in this layer of the heavenly domain, so he succeeded once!

After half a pillar of incense, Ding Ermiao's incantation stopped, and the child screamed in his mouth, he really came to life!

"Changgui, my child!" Mrs. Nangong cried, rushed over, and hugged her son in her arms.

Ji Xiaoxiao was also taken aback and asked, "Ermiao, where did you find the child's soul?" ”

"Just now, in the temple where the child was overdone." Ding Ermiao stood up and said, "After the people here die, their souls will enter the reincarnation of the Netherworld. The child's soul has not been sent away yet, so it is too late. ”

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