Looking at the frightened two people in front of him, Hua Jiunan once again felt that the problem was difficult.
What kind of existence can make Zhao Fei and Zhang Chao, who are practicing the Tao, unknowingly follow the Tao.
That's it for Zhang Chao. Now the gangster boy is in the driver's seat, so it's okay to be plotted accidentally.
But although Zhao Fei has only been practicing for a long time, he is from a well-known family; secondly, with his father's "Qingtian Zhengqi" protecting his body, he must show courtesy even to ghosts and evil soldiers!
While he was thinking about it, Wuxin walked out from behind Hua Jiunan with small steps timidly, pulling the blind Shenwa.
"Namo Amitabha. Brother, little monk, I think this is not the way to go."
"Calling Grandpa Shu for a long time to come and suppress it will be too taxing on you and him."
"It's better to leave it to the young monk to do it for you."
What Wu Xin said is exactly the truth:
Don’t you see that throughout the ages, all spells such as summoning, divine strikes, and horseback were only used to solve problems in a short period of time.
How can anyone stay there permanently after being invited? !
If it continues like this, not to mention that the person who invites the god will definitely have bad luck, even the person who is invited will be "lost".
At the least, it will cause great damage to one's moral conduct, and at worst, one may directly become a fool.
After all, once the soul is not nourished by the body for a long time, it will gradually wither until it completely disappears.
(The righteous gods canonized by heaven and earth and the Yin gods canonized by the underworld are not included in this list.)
And things in the school are really weird right now. If no one takes action to suppress it, I don’t know how many ridiculous things will happen.
At this point, Hua Jiunan could only nod in agreement, even though he didn't want to work too hard unintentionally.
"Thank you for your hard work, little one!"
As he spoke, he gently rubbed his cute little bald head.
Wuxin was obviously very happy to be able to help his brother.
Without saying it was hard, the fascist-looking ginseng stepped into the air step by step.
When they reach a certain height, they first put their hands together and salute to the Hua Jiu Nan, and then sit cross-legged and recite the Ksitigarbha Sutra in the air.
"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said to Samantabhadra Bodhisattva: Benevolent one, these are all sentient beings in Jambudvipa who have committed evil deeds... Therefore, sentient beings should not underestimate small evils and think they are innocent. There will be retribution after death and they will not be punished at all. "
"Father and son are close relatives, but they take different paths..."
Amidst the solemn chanting of sutras, the Buddha's light shone and enveloped the entire campus.
The teachers and students, who were all feeling "great joy" in their hearts, suddenly paused and woke up instantly.
Recalling the scene of "unity and friendship" just now, they all felt extremely embarrassed.
The "enemies" immediately let go of their tight hands, snorted coldly, and turned around;
The fat lady who was cooking the rice shook her hands, and half of the food on her spoon suddenly disappeared;
Fatty Zhao looked at Chen Daji with even more disgust.
"Chicken, Fatty, I want to beat you again!"
Zhang Chao glanced at his boss weakly, and then quickly turned away.
"Chen, Boss Chen, I didn't say anything..."
Everything is finally back to normal...
Feeling that the real campus was back, Hua Jiunan finally let out a long sigh of relief.
But then I thought about it and became cautious again:
You can only be a thief for a thousand days, but there is no way to prevent a thief for a thousand days. We must find out who is secretly "making trouble" as soon as possible!
Otherwise, even if Wu Xin is a living Buddha, he may not be able to hold on for long!
While Hua Jiunan was thinking hard, on the other side was the Liangzhu Underground Palace.
A long sigh came from the pine trees covering the sky, and then a pine needle slowly fell into the hands of the withered monk.
The monk was stunned for a moment, then he respectfully picked up the pine needle and placed it between his eyebrows.
After a moment, he slowly opened his eyes, and the look of pain on his face became even stronger.
"Namo Amitabha!"
"There is a demon coming to hell. The young monk will go and investigate on behalf of Senior Tree God."
Yan Bi bowed deeply to the pine tree and Zhang Jiao, put on his white bone rosary, and walked straight into the distance with his big, dry, blue feet.
Every time the Skeleton Monk took a step, endless piles of bones appeared on both sides of the road, showing the horror of the human world.
Zhang Jiao also woke up with a start, holding a fly whisk in front of his chest.
"Blessings are boundless in the yellow sky!"
"Master Dry Bones came from endless suffering and left with endless suffering. It is sad and lamentable!"
"In the world, I'm afraid only the senior tree god can protect him. The tree god is merciful!"
Song Lao said nothing, but the greenery among the branches and leaves became thicker.
Upon closer inspection, in the Liangzhu Underground Palace, which has been deserted for more than 5,000 years, many green and tender grasses have grown out of nowhere...
