Chapter 61 The Beast Sect, Qilin's Sect, the Only One with Aiko's Heart
Chapter 61 The sect of the beast sect Qilin, the only one who loves his son
Author: Carrot to Heaven
Chapter 61 The sect of the beast sect Qilin, the only one who loves his son
As the mezzanine behind the white wall was artificially opened, a smiling Buddha statue came into view.
He looks like a statue of the Buddha from the West, sitting cross-legged on a lotus platform, with a bald head like a Qiu Xiang, his cassock half-covered to reveal his chest, and he wears bracelets, armbands, necklaces and other accessories.
The head of the Buddha statue is covered by layers of black gauze.
There are yellow sacrificial papers everywhere.
Yan Jiu doesn’t need to look.
I knew it was dirty stuff.
She collapsed on the sofa.
Yan Jiu hugged her arms and looked at the cigar man: "The black cloth covers the scorching sun, and the shadow paper is spread in the dark. It is a shady belief. I can't tell that you are having a good time in secret."
The words just fell.
The cigar man who had been crouching suddenly raised his head.
The cigar man glared in the direction of Yan Jiu like a pagan. He tried to speak clearly: "Buddha! Lou Nayushen is the one who sucks the sky!"
Yan Jiu rested his head on his hands and lay lazily: "Except for the Eighteen Kalams, Twenty Heavens and Brahmanism in the Western Heaven, I have never heard of Lou Nayu."
But the cigar man said: "That seems like you are ignorant."
Yan Jiu looked around lightly.
The arrogant cigar man immediately shrank his neck.
Ma Weiwei said and looked at the cigar man: "Is this an evil Buddha? Not only did you enshrine the Sanqing Bell... how afraid are you of death?"
The cigar man did not get angry with the two of them.
The Prophet once told him that Lord Ru Nayu would only bless devout disciples.
He just needs to believe in it.
Yan Jiu saw through the cigar man's thoughts: "You don't still think he can protect you, do you?"
The cigar man held his neck and said nothing.
He stared passionately at the Buddha statue not far away.
It seems that this will give him unlimited power.
Ma Weiwei walked to Yan Jiu: "Senior, my Taiyi sect is worshiped by Taiyi Zhenren. What kind of magic can we pray for when we want to find a partner? Yue Lao? To be honest, senior, my family has been urging me
It’s a blind date.”
Yan Jiu looked at Hong Luan Xing's moving horse Wei Wei.
She had known for a long time that Ma Weiwei and Liu Fei had red threads wrapped around them, but she couldn't see through them.
Yan Jiu only said: "I will teach you a more effective way to burn incense. Go to the museum and worship the Bodhisattva."
Ma Weiwei made a fist with his right hand and beat the palm of his left hand: "Because the Bodhisattva in the museum is not busy, right?"
Yan Jiu looked at Ma Weiwei with approval: You are also someone who understands workload.
Ma scratched her head shyly.
Proud to keep up with Yan Jiu’s brain circuit.
Lang Zongyi's mouth twitched: "..."
He turned his gaze below the evil image.
A hole has been dug there.
In the cave are three eerie white bones.
They were suppressed under the evil image and could not be reincarnated.
The ferocious bone claws pointed upward.
A look of prayer that will never wither, but until their world is terminated by death, no one can save them.
In Yan Jiu's eyes.
What she saw were three ghosts in white clothes.
They were suppressed by the evil image and affected by the golden light of the Sanqing Bell scroll, and could not escape even an inch.
No wonder they choose to work as employees of Dream Company, hoping to seek help from the employees. They also want to advise those employees, but their method is wrong.
Not only has the status quo not changed.
He also carries the burden of "harming others".
Yan Jiu suddenly unfolded the scroll: "Mr. Lang, which one would you choose between this painting and the three Yin spirits?"
Lang Zongyi's deep voice said: "There is no need to choose."
The eyes of heaven are not opened.
He cannot see ordinary Yin spirits.
But he knew that the scroll hindered the reincarnation of the ghost spirit.
Said.
Lang Zongyi stirred up the fire in his heart.
Crying bitterly as the cigar man collapsed.
He burned the valuable scrolls.
Lang Zongyi did not tell Yan Jiu.
In order to suppress the riot of bloodline beasts, he needed the Sanqing Bell to stabilize the spiritual platform.
Actually.
Lang Zongyi due to physical reasons.
He had already been ordered to withdraw from the frontline battle.
The reason why I came here this time.
It was Bagua Mirror that detected the breath of Sanqing Bell.
He guessed that this was not a complete Sanqing Bell, but he did not expect that what was here would be a scroll with a gentler protective power, a scroll that anyone could use.
Ma Weiwei hesitated to speak: "Setting..."
Lang Zongyi glanced at Ma Weiwei.
"Ha" stopped the other party's unfinished words.
Lang Zongyi knew it very well.
There is really no need to tell others some things, as doing so will only increase worries and turn blue hairs into worry threads.
Yan Jiu didn't pay attention to the interaction between the two. She cast a spell to release the Yin spirit that had been imprisoned for many years.
Watch them break free from the shackles of hardship.
The three Yin spirits bent over Yan Jiu and Lang Zongyi, and walked towards the new life step by step.
Yan Jiu pursed her lips and said nothing.
Look at the cigar man again.
System panel: [Ding!
Inspection object: Lou Nayu evildoer,
Remarks: Precise customers,
Mortality rate: 100%,
Time of death: after the first backlash,
The host is advised to pay attention immediately!】
System: [It’s so strange that someone who is also a Rose Cross, why doesn’t he believe in King Asura, but instead believes in that evil image? One person serves two masters, who doesn’t he?]
Yan Jiu raised her eyebrows slightly.
What else could it be.
Whether King Asura is alive or not remains to be seen.
Ruanayu should be a real person, and he must need the faith of believers more than King Asura.
Yan Jiu didn't want to remind the cigar man that he was about to smoke this time. She smiled and said: "I never had the chance to ask Mr. Lang's full name."
Lang Zongyi said: "Lang Zongyi."
Yan Jiu nodded halfway, and his expression became inexplicably serious: "Which sect, which one?"
Lang Zongyi told the truth: "The beast sect is the sect of Qilin, and the only one who loves his son is the sect."
Hear the words.
Yan Jiu raised her head fiercely.
The smile on her face instantly faded.
His eyes were as alert as a wolf cub.
Lang Zongyi didn't know why: "What?"
Yan Jiu's eyes widened and she thought viciously in her heart: Even if the eye color looks like that of my senior brother, how can you have the same name as my senior brother!?
certainly.
Yan Jiu did not say this unreasonably.
She just put down her phone.
I gave up the idea of noting Lang Zongyi’s full name.
Yan Jiu looked domineering and said, "She doesn't care." She felt that only her senior brother was worthy of the word "Zong Yi"!
Lang Zongyi was confused.
He just got a glare, right?
Is there any taboo associated with this name?
It shouldn’t be.
His unremarkable father once told him that the word "Zong" was derived from the genealogy of his generation, and "一" means that his father only loved his mother in his life.
It's probably not a taboo.
Lang Zongyi really couldn't understand.
He was about to ask Yan Jiu.
Unexpectedly, Yan Jiu turned around and left.
Before leaving.
Yan Jiu also kicked the cigar man.
He took all his anger out on the cigar man.
See the situation.
Lang Zongyi raised his eyebrows.
He looked at Ma Weiwei suspiciously.
Ma Weiwei shook his head: "Boss, don't look at me, I don't know why Senior Yan is angry!"
This was the first time she saw Yan Jiu so angry.
It's so rare.
Ma Weiwei exclaimed and shook his head.
Their position is amazing.
You can easily make Senior Yan angry.
Absolutely amazing!
Lang Zongyi didn't know that his image in the hearts of his subordinates had grown to a higher level. He looked at Yan Jiu's leaving back quietly, with a trace of doubt in his heart.
This moment.
Yan Jiu's whole person seemed to be alive, exuding the aura of the world and no longer rejecting others.
Who influenced her?
Is that his name?
What does his name mean to Yan Jiu?
Unconsciously.
Lang Zongyi was a little curious.
after all.
There are not many things that can affect Yan Jiu's emotions, and he rarely wants to know the reason.
