"Amitabha Buddha ......" Master Huicong, who has not spoken much, bowed to Wu Feng and said movingly: "Master Wu has a compassionate heart, and the poor monk has participated in Zen and enlightened Buddha for many years, and he is still ashamed of himself. Yes, although the little ghost baby is ferocious, but it is a cause for it, and this fruit must be borne by someone, not blindly killing can solve the problem, killing the little ghost baby, it is bound to cause greater cause and effect, these sins, there will also be someone to bear, only a compassionate heart, can resolve the resentment of the little ghost baby, Wu Shizhu wants to turn the little ghost baby into a normal child, not obsession, but great goodness, the poor monk believes that Wu Shizhu will be able to move the gods and Buddhas of the sky, and one day, the little ghost baby will become a normal child. ”

Master Huicong's words made everyone silent, but Master Huikong and the little monk Zen Heart looked at the little ghost baby in Wu Feng's arms, and their eyes seemed to soften a lot, and they seemed to have realized something from Master Huikong's Zen words.

Wu Feng glanced at the great monk Huicong gratefully, but he couldn't say anything, for so long, there was finally a person who could understand his own thoughts, and finally stopped seeing him as a fool.

So, Wu Feng walked to the side of the great monk Huikong, picked him up again, and walked quickly in the direction of Kaihua City.

Master HC smiled slightly, gladly accepted, he lay on Wu Feng's back, very close to the little ghost baby, at this time the little ghost baby closed his eyes tightly, lying in Wu Feng's arms and falling asleep, and even made a slight snoring sound, the little ghost baby who didn't wake up looked not very different from ordinary children, except for its erect fiery red hair.

Master HC smiled, and at this moment there was no trace of fear for the little ghost baby.

After walking about half a pillar of incense, the group arrived at a dense forest on the road to Kaihua City.

Not long after entering the dense forest, Lao Liu, who had been walking at the front of the team, suddenly let out an exclamation and stopped moving.

"Amitabha...... How could this be?! Master Huikong also paused, his brows furrowed, and he looked incredulous.

"What's wrong?" Wu Feng carried Master Huicong on his back, walked a few steps forward, and when he saw the mess on the ground, he couldn't help frowning and stood there.

There was a thick layer of bat's corpses on the ground, and even the branches of the trees hung many dead bats, some of which were mutilated and still smoking, and the scene was as if a huge cannonball had fallen into a swarm of bats, killing so many vampire bats at once.

The big guy looked at the bat corpses on the ground, and was silent for a while, before Lao Liu Tou broke the silence with a gloomy face, and said worriedly: "Could it be that the masked old man is not dead yet?" That's troublesome, this old Dao cultivation is so high, I don't know how many times more powerful than the Clear Void Demon Dao, let's hurt him like this, then this beam will be bigger, if he doesn't die, he will definitely seek revenge on us, and at that time, there will be no bat demon to help us again......"

No one answered, but there was an even more oppressive silence than just now, and Master Huikong, holding a Zen staff, walked over to the place where the bats were densely packed, and turned over the bat corpse to examine it carefully.