Under the support of the two monks' mental power, the little ghost baby floated in the air, and a layer of black gas faintly appeared on his body, but he was shrouded in golden Buddha light, and that layer of black gas was wrapped in Buddha light, and it was gradually consumed.

Compared with the little monk of Zen heart, Master Lifan is much more relaxed, and his mental power is also free, without reciting Buddhist scriptures, he may use his mental power to support and dissipate the evil spirit and resentment of the little ghost baby, he saw everyone enter the room, so he took a deep breath and stood up.

As soon as Master Fan stopped, the little monk of Zen immediately stopped chanting the sound of Buddhist scriptures, and his expression was slightly tired, but he didn't open his eyes, obviously a little prostration, just sat on top of the **, sitting in meditation and resting.

As the two monks collected their mental power, the little ghost baby suspended in mid-air had no support, but slowly landed on the ground.

At this time, Wu Feng began to look at the little ghost baby lying on the ground, the little ghost baby's fiery red hair at this time had already been shaved, it should be the masterpiece of Master Fan, not only the little ghost baby became a bald head, but also changed him into a little monk's robe, and there was also a string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, the little ghost baby at this moment looked serene, the little face was fat, and there was no half of the hideous appearance, and it didn't even look like a little ghost baby, and it was no different from an ordinary child at the moment. It's just a chubby little monk.

However, Wu Feng knew in his heart that he couldn't be careless, under the calm and serene face of the little ghost baby, there was another murderous little ghost baby, if he woke up, he would still be a murderous ghost Shura.

Master Lifan glanced at everyone, and said with a smile: "The wine you sent is good, Lao Wei drank it, it is really a good daughter Hong, Lao Wei has not drunk such a delicious wine for a long time, but you have also seen it, your affairs, Lao Wei is not lazy, the evil qi and resentment on this little ghost baby have been temporarily sealed by Lao Gao, and it has been consumed a lot, and it will be much safer to carry it in the future." ”

Wu Feng withdrew his gaze from the little ghost baby, and hurriedly thanked him: "The master is really merciful, I am grateful, although you can rest assured in the future, after a period of time, someone will send wine to your old man from Kaihua City, and there is still no shortage of this wine." ”

Master Lifan smiled, suddenly changed his face again, and said unhappily: "Fart is merciful, you give the old man a drink, the old man helps you treat the young man, by the way, this little ghost baby, there will be cause and effect between us, you send people up the mountain to find the old man is the cause, the old man helps you save people is the effect, the cycle of cause and effect, we don't owe each other, but the things you said later about sending wine every other time, the old man likes it tightly, there must be something that wants to trouble the old man......"

As he spoke, Master Fan's eyes looked at the Qingfeng Dao Leader who was carrying Lao Liu's body, nodded, and said: "It seems that this old Dao is not lightly injured, and he can be regarded as a person with major cultivation, but it has not hurt the root, and he can wake up after a period of rest. ”