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Fanzhi's words, for some reason, were like a knife pierced in Liuqing's heart.

The monstrous blood made everyone faintly uneasy.

In the silent night, as the blood and qi on Fanzhi's body surged, the air suddenly filled the air with a restless breath, which pressed people's hearts and mouths.

The group of people in the ghost market led by the old man surnamed Fan have changed color.

And Uncle Du glanced at the countless blurred figures hidden in the dark around him, and he didn't know what he thought, his originally yellow face suddenly turned a little whiter, and he said in shock to the old man surnamed Fan: "Old Fan, what are you still doing in a daze?" Have you forgotten what this place is? Which of those things that can come to the ghost market is willing to die? This evil monk has such a strong blood grudge, you and I will still be affected, let alone them...... If this continues, something big will happen! ”

The old man surnamed Fan suddenly broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead, shining brightly in the moonlight.

Orange-red fireworks swayed their tails and rose into the night sky, exploding ......

The whole ghost market suddenly became chaotic, someone stumbled and kicked over the lantern under his feet, the translucent glass cover shattered, and the kerosene dripped, gradually soaking out the burning lamp.

Everyone knows what the place where the fireworks go up means in the ghost market!

Li Mengkai looked at Fanzhi with a jealous expression, and stretched out his hand to pull Liuqing back.

Leng Qi stepped forward and patted Monk Liuqing's shoulder with an ugly look: "Monk, leave it to me!" ”

But for Leng Qi and Li Mengkai's words, Liuqing was like a stone and did not react.

Leng Qi and Li Mengkai glanced at each other, both frowned slightly, and finally the two sighed and said no more.

Monk Liuqing's eyes were dim, he raised his head weakly, pursed his lips and muttered to himself: "You save people for good, and leave that mountain spirit a way to live, also because of the goodness in your heart!" You are hidden in the mountains and wilderness, and you are looking to the Buddha day and night...... But he died a tragic death, and his corpse was in the mountains! They all say that I am a Buddha and compassionate...... But...... But ......"

In the end, Liuqing's eyes suddenly widened, his expression was a little hideous, and he roared: "However, if even those who do good deeds can't get your mercy, is it still called mercy?" Buddha, I ask you, if you only teach the people who do good in this world to be willing to suffer the consequences of undeserved afterlife for the sake of the so-called ethereal afterlife, then what use do you want? What is the use of your mercy? What is the use of me respecting you and believing in you? ”

Liuqing's words, word by word, sounded in everyone's ears like a bell.

Li Mengkai's face turned pale, and when Liuqing said such a thing, it meant that there would only be two results tonight.

Daigo, or...... It becomes the next Sanskrit.

Fanzhi smiled strangely and said with difficulty: "When I was a Buddha, I only lived for more than 20 years, I harmed people, ate human flesh and blood, and was contaminated with blood...... Have you ever seen the Buddha who had been thinking about me come to cross me, to cross the innocent people I killed? Little monk, you say, isn't it a great irony that we have been holding on to what we have worked so hard for? ”

Li Mengkai's face changed greatly, he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "Evil monk, you have harmed countless lives in vain, and your grievances are so fierce, even if Liuqing solves the confusion in his heart, what if he solves the confusion in his heart?" Since you were contaminated with the first blood, you have already abandoned your original heart, why do you still numb yourself with a false cause and effect? ”

Li Mengkai's words completely angered Fanzhi for some reason.

The original ink-like starry sky. It was bloody, and it was crimson.

The ghost laughed all over the sky, and one after another figures drilled into the sea of blood in the sky, and laughed sadly with their teeth and claws.

At the same time, hundreds of torches swayed and floated in the depths of the night.

It's closer, it turns out that they are all people from the ghost market.

Perhaps because of the panic, many people did not wear cloaks, and judging by their age, most of them had gray hair.

"Old Fan, let's join forces to get rid of this evil monk!"

One of the old men was still in shock!

Leng Qi frowned: "No!" ”

"Who are you, if you don't get rid of this evil monk, will it be possible to wait for this heavenly blood to turn all the lonely souls here?"

The man was in a hurry, so naturally he didn't have a good face.

Leng Qi was not happy in his heart: "You know a fart." If it can be concluded except for the Brahman, I am enough for one person, so why use you! It's just that, if in addition to Fanzhi, such a thick blood resentment in his body has no host, and it will be completely scattered between heaven and earth, what kind of consequences it is, I don't say that you should also understand! ”

The man's face turned a little pale: "You say...... What to do! ”

Leng Qi's expression froze, he glanced at Liuqing, and said in a complicated tone: "The resentment of Fanzhi is all because of a thought, and it can only be dissolved, there is no other way!" ”

said so, but Liuqing......

Leng Qi spat and suffocated to death and stopped talking.

Uncle Du took out a cloth bag from his arms and opened it. Inside was a black and white array flag less than an inch long: "Let's get up!" ”

Everyone was amazed and overjoyed.

The old man surnamed Fan glanced at Uncle Du with a complicated expression: "It's still you who are far-sighted!" I insisted on building a Ten Thousand Souls Array here......"

Uncle Du was rarely happy, and then a mouthful of spit sprayed on the face of the old man surnamed Fan: "Now I know!" At the beginning, I asked you to contribute, and my old Du was like digging up your ancestral graves for eight lifetimes! One by one didn't have a good face for me, now you know? ”

The old man surnamed Fan had a red face and red ears, and smiled dryly: "People...... I'm lazy, besides, this big array, there are a lot of things, it's rare......"

Uncle Du snorted, and his face became difficult to look at again: "The big array can only trap the ghosts in the array, so that they don't take the opportunity to make trouble outside, and don't let this blood leak out, but after all, it's not the fundamental method, if this Brahmanic mind obstacle is not solved, the blood and qi will not be removed, and the resentment will not disappear, but now, I'm afraid it's not good!" ”

As soon as Uncle Du finished speaking, Fanzhi suddenly closed his palms, his lips opened lightly, his voice was not loud, but it was full of resentment, and the originally solemn scriptures came out of Fanzhi's mouth, like entering the ghost domain.

Uncle Du's face changed greatly, his ten fingers flew, and he kept pinching up: "Six Jia, nine chapters, four times and five elements...... Bingtianmen, B Dihu, Geng Yunu, ugly on the chip, closed on the door of heaven, Shen on the chip, closed on the ......"

As Uncle Du cursed and stepped forward, every time he said a word, a flag in his hand was held and rushed out.

Before the formation started, the monk of Liuqing had already changed.

Liuqing is bleeding from the mouth, nostrils and eyes...... Little by little, his eyes were turning blood-red.

Regardless of the fact that Leng Qi and Li Mengkai were crazy beside him, the Liuqing monks did not make any movement.

Just when Liuqing's eyes began to dilute, and the clarity in his eyes was replaced by a breath of anger, the night full of evil sounds of Sanskrit suddenly sounded a Buddha horn that echoed in his ears.

"Good ......"

Then, a string of black trembling Buddha beads with the sound of whirring wind finally landed on Liuqing's neck, and in an instant, Liuqing, who was originally in pain, suddenly calmed down.

Uncle Du's face was overjoyed: "Your mother, old bald, do you still know to come?" If you don't come to die, I don't care if your apprentice is a turtle grandson! ”

The old monk wiped his bright bald head, shook his beard at Uncle Du, glanced at Uncle Du with disdain, and walked behind Liuqing with small steps, and kicked Liuqing with one foot: "Shame!" ”

After scolding, he casually threw a burden behind him on Liuqing.

Leng Qidaxi, in this burden, it must be something that can solve the obstacles of the mind of the Buddha.

So Leng Qi opened it very unceremoniously, and sure enough......

The black and shiny leather jacket, the jeans with the sore buttocks of the people in the pockets, oops, and the smooth and shiny leather ......

Leng Qi's heart suddenly shattered.