Before the crowd's attacks landed on the two stone statues, ripples suddenly appeared on their bodies.
Just as it appeared, it disappeared silently.
Seeing this, Zhao Fei sat down on the ground with a frustrated face and almost cried.
"Boss Hua and Xiaoji, where are you?! Don't scare me!"
"Wu Daoye, brother Zhuanzhu, you two should come up with a solution quickly!"
The moment Hua Jiunan disappeared, two other people felt something at the same time:
In the small courtyard, Wang San, who was clearing snow, suddenly raised his head.
"The dead in Liangzhu have been hated for thousands of years...the blue stone coffin...has it been nine lives in the blink of an eye?"
"Xiaojiu, my nephew!"
After Wang San was silent for a moment, he reached out and grabbed the air. But it stopped again just halfway.
Then he sighed and turned around and walked back into the house.
"My dear, I'm a little uncomfortable. You don't need to call me for dinner in the morning!"
Wang San's wife has always been virtuous. Although it was already late at night, she was still sewing and mending under the light.
After hearing this, he immediately put on his cotton clothes and walked out.
"Are you getting cold while working in the middle of the night? Wait for me to make you a bowl of brown sugar water to warm yourself up."
In another room, the already haggard Renshang Chen Fu didn't fall asleep either.
"I don't know how Xiaojiu, Xiaoxiaozi and the others are doing."
"Hey, if these children have some shortcomings because of me, wouldn't we become sinners!"
"What am I doing with my life? I might as well die early!"
When Chen Fu's wife heard what her man said, she didn't know how to respond.
The palms and backs of her hands are all flesh. Which one would she give up, her husband or her son?
If she could, she would be willing to trade her life for her husband and children!
After thinking about it, Chen Fu's wife began to cry silently:
Complaining that you are incompetent and can't do anything at the critical moment.
Chen Fu also knew what his wife was thinking, so he stretched out his withering hand and grasped her hand tightly.
"Don't think so wildly."
"You can't just lie down like this! Come with me to the factory tomorrow. Let's work more, make more money, and bring more blessings to the folks!"
"Didn't my old aunt say that as long as we accumulate virtue and do good deeds, our descendants will naturally be safe?"
Chen Daji Niang quietly wiped away her tears.
"Okay, I'll do whatever you want!"
"As long as you and the child are fine, you can let me be a cow or a horse!"
Zhao Aiguo also had the same idea.
Under the desk lamp, this citizen's parent officer still stayed up late reviewing and approving documents.
Zhao Fei's mother sat quietly beside him.
After a while, I couldn't bear it anymore and spoke softly.
"Aiguo, how are the children? I don't know how to call home. It's really worrying!"
Zhao Aiguo raised his head, thought for a moment and continued to lower his head for approval.
"Don't think too much, go to bed early!"
Father's love is as great as mountains, but he is not good at expressing it.
Zhao Aiguo said this, but his heart palpitated.
"Children, you must come back safely!"
On the other side, Gui Fo Wu Mian, who was fighting with the beast god, suddenly couldn't feel Hua Jiu Nan's aura.
First, he was stunned in the air, letting the beast god punch his bronze mask, and fell to the ground with a bang.
"elder brother?!!!"
Fortunately, Master Rong Hui chanted the Buddha's name and used the Buddhist "Fudo Ming King Mantra" to block the attack of the beast god on behalf of the ghost Buddha.
But just this one move had already made this eminent Buddhist monk vomit blood.
"Namo Amitabha!"
"Faceless Buddha, evil spirits must not be careless at the moment!"
Ghost Buddha Wu Mian ignored him, soared into the air and flew straight towards the Liangzhu ruins.
"elder brother!!!"
Only half of the bronze mask that had been shot down was left on the ground.
The beast god roared and turned into poisonous insects all over the sky. In the harsh buzzing sound, it was like a dark cloud chasing Wu Mian away.
Xu Fu and Huang Chao looked at each other and without saying a word urged the building boat to follow them.
Zen Master Rong Hui was worried that Wu Mian would suffer a loss, so he endured his injuries and used his "spiritual powers".
While the monk's clothes were fluttering, his speed was no slower than that of a building boat.
At the same time, he did not forget to shout loudly to Qi Baijia who was already dumbfounded.
"Please also ask the Taoist to go to Jinshan Temple quickly and inform the abbot of everything that happened here!"
It wasn't until everyone disappeared into the night that the beggar family could barely react.
He picked up half of the mask left behind by Ghost Buddha, turned around and ran towards Jinshan Temple.
While running, the representative of the new eight-character sect stopped again.
"That's not right. Isn't this making things difficult for me? It's more than 200 kilometers and I can't reach it even if my legs break!"
"Master Rong Hui, Master Rong Hui, please wait a moment!"
"Is there a telephone number at Jinshan Temple? What's the number?"
...
It's a pity that the Buddhist Zen Master is already several miles away, so he can't hear the shouts of the beggars.
In desperation, he could only grit his teeth and run towards the downtown area.
"Taxi, where's the taxi?!"
"Master Dao, I'm in a hurry to help!"
