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 depressed face and almost cried.
"Boss Hua, where are you little chickens?! Don't scare me!"
"Wu Daoye, brother Zhuanzhu, you two should come up with a solution quickly!"
The moment Hua Jiunan disappeared, two others 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 he stopped again 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 after 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 haggard Renshang Chen Fu was not asleep either.
"I don't know what happened to Xiaojiu, the little bastard, and the others."
"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 reply.
The palms and backs of her hands are full of 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 unable to do anything at critical times.
Chen Fu also knew what his wife was thinking, so he stretched out his withering hand and held 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 and accompanied him.
After a while, I couldn't bear it anymore and spoke softly.
"Aiguo, how are the children doing? I don't even know how to call home. It's really worrying!"
Zhao Aiguo raised his head, thought for a moment and then lowered his head to approve.
"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, and allowed the beast god to punch his bronze mask, causing him to fall to the ground with a bang.
"elder brother?!!!"
Fortunately, Master Rong Hui chanted the name of the Buddha and used the Buddhist "Fudo Ming King Mantra" to block the attacks of the ghost Buddha and the beast god.
But just this one move had already caused this eminent Buddhist monk to vomit blood.
"Namo Amitabha!"
"Faceless Buddha, evil spirits must not be careless now!"
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 the Faceless One.
Xu Fu and Huang Chao looked at each other and without saying a word, they 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 cultivated his "divine realm".
As the monk's clothes fluttered, his speed was no slower than that of a boat.
At the same time, he did not forget to shout loudly to the beggars who were 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 react.
He picked up half of the mask left behind by Ghost Buddha, turned around and ran towards Jinshan Temple.
While running, this representative of the new Bazimen stopped again.
"No, 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.