As for why the empty urn and the others frowned at the ice crystals in a daze, originally they didn't know how to use this thing at all, and after some careful study of this thing, the empty urn seniors who had let go of the words before gave up the plan to do it themselves, he didn't even have a ten percent certainty, if he didn't make it, he really wanted to put the kid over there into a situation of ice and fire.

So a group of people stayed until the arrival of the Buddha who burned the lamp, and the Buddha came, is this a little bit of a mess or a thing?

Of course it's not a problem, it didn't take half an hour for people to get it done, and everyone watched him knead the bone-chilling ice crystals into a soak of water in the palm of his hand, and then gently stroked Shaoqing's chest, and slowly melted the liquid into the kid's body.

Things are so simple, the simplicity is unbelievable, some people's eyes inevitably shifted back to the empty urn, and the old man's face was very serious when he noticed the strangeness, "What do you see, how much essence and blood is used in this can you little things see?"

Everyone was speechless, did not speak, and turned their eyes to the burning lamp Buddha in the middle.

Everyone over there was curious, Jin Cicada didn't care, just led a group of small beans that he hadn't seen for a long time to sit on the side and eat the steamed buns, and after taking care of the monkey's mandrill, he sat down on the ground bunk, his spirit was a little tired, his mood was a little decadent, and he seemed to be still in the whirlpool and could not break free.

Yanwa, who woke up from a fainting in a daze, saw the guy sitting on his side for the first time, and he didn't know what happened to him in the past period of time, but because of the red tassel that was still lying next to him and could not recover, looking at this guy was unpleasant, and he couldn't move his arms, so he hit the back of the man with his own head.

The mandrill was in a bad mood, even if he was accommodating to the little red man behind him, he couldn't help the sulking breath in his stomach in the end, turned around and hugged the kid's head, pressed it under him and strangled it fiercely, Kui Zhilai and Pang Yan, who turned their heads over there, saw that this was okay, it's our little junior brother, don't suffocate us, the three of them came up and pulled the two people apart, and saw the golden cicada and a group of small beans laughing loudly.

When the lantern Buddha Gu Shaoqing came out of the "encirclement" of everyone, Yanwa was crying in a mess, and he didn't know how many grievances he had buried in his heart.

Seeing the old monk over there, of course Yanwa knew that he was in the same family with the bastard over there, and waited until the Buddha came to him and asked, "What?"

Yanwa stared at the guy who was sitting on the floor on the floor with big eyes, hysterical, "It's all a good thing he did!!" A barely able to move hand held the red tassel lying beside him in two, crying with a cow on his face.

The mandrill who was pointed out didn't refute, didn't say a word, just stared at the little red man over there with a low brow, regretting why he saved him before, didn't he just dig a pit and bury him when he died, he hadn't made enough in the mountains for decades, and now he came here again to make a shit, what a fucking cheap!

Of course, the Burning Lamp Buddha will not go to the trouble of the mandrill, but reached out and took the red tassel gun on the side of Yanwa, looked at the broken stump in the middle and thought for a while, and then called the little monk over there, Jin Cicada opened the red lampshade, and the Burning Lamp Buddha took some lamp oil from it and smeared it on the interface of the red tassel gun.

The lamp oil is red, and it is neatly circled around the red tassel, and when the boy wakes up in the future, there is a red belt around his waist that can never be erased, on the other hand, it also causes him to forcibly get rid of the problem of gluttony, because he eats too much, and his stomach is big, and he is uncomfortable with the belt hoop that will not be tightened, and when he goes to the hospital for an examination, the piece of the stomach has not grown, I don't know if it is a blessing in disguise.

The arrival of the people in the Buddha Gate provided a hint of vitality to the stalemate on the big ship, as if all things could be solved with a wave of the hand in front of the Burning Buddha, which calmed the hearts of everyone on the ship for a while.

The big ship continued to sail west, and there were still two days to go to the mainland.

In the middle of the night, Xue Xue, who had come up to visit the wounded, did not go back, and came out in the middle of the night to dissipate his breath, and Leng Buding saw that No. 87 was talking to a man in black in a hidden place, saying that he was talking, but in fact he did not speak, just to meet him, the man handed him a letter in his hand, and left, and his figure disappeared into the busy night.

Looking at the dress, he should be a member of the dark organization of the Daomen, but he came here at this time to hand over something to this person.

"Are you a traitor to them?" said Snow, leaning against the wall and looking at the people over there.

No. 87 obviously didn't notice his arrival, and was surprised, and was so busy tucking the open letter in his hand behind his back, but he didn't seem to be able to hide the excitement and excitement in his eyes, after all, he was still young, and he didn't know how to speak for a while.

Looking at him like that, Xuexue, who was smaller than him, looked much older, and only smiled slightly: "Otherwise, you are a member of the dark organization, and one of these two is right, right?"

No. 87 shook his eyes and took out the letter hidden behind his back, "What's the matter, I haven't done anything to hurt nature and treachery, I'm not afraid you know." ”

Xue walked over and looked at the letter paper with a red stamp in his hand, "What, demobilized?"

No. 87 folded his confidence and stuffed it into an envelope and put it in his close-fitting pocket, "I made a small mistake, and there is no need to remove me, demobilization is a matter of time!"

Looking at him like that, Xue couldn't help but laugh, "The dark organization has always been known for its rigor, and it can't tolerate any mistakes, because of the little mistake you made, you should have been removed a long time ago, otherwise how can you say that it is demobilized now?"

No. 87, who seemed to have been played with a word game, snorted, the sky outside was still quite cold, especially in the middle of the night, looking at the distance with a little sharp eyes, "You know so about my dark part, what are your intentions?"

Xue raised her eyebrows, "These days, seeing the sassy and heroic posture of your colleagues, I want to go back and form one, there are more and more people on our side, and things are becoming more and more complicated." ”

No. 87 "hummed" and laughed, "The organization here is about to be disbanded, but you have just started there, isn't it too backward?"

When she heard this, Xue was surprised, "Disbanded?

No. 87, who realized that he had said the wrong thing, immediately shut up, "No...... Didn't say anything...... "turned around and left, passed by the prisoner who came out to look for people, and rubbed it.

"What's the matter, panicking?" the prisoner asked, handing over the scroll in his hand.

Xue didn't answer his question, only took the letter scroll and opened it to read it, her expression changed slightly, "It's a book from the sky, it seems that we should go back." ”

Upon hearing this, he was stunned for a moment, and said with some confusion: "Since this is the case, then what is the reason why we came here with us?"

Xue tore the paper in her hand to shreds, "Come out and show your face, the people in the province will forget us." ”

Prisoner, "......"