"Brother, what's wrong with mom? Why can't we figure it out? Nothing will happen, right?"
Xiao Shaoqi followed her brother and said in a panic.
"No, my mother's voice came just now. Although it is painful, I feel that there is a chance of recovery. There must be someone behind me to help."
The two brothers, Xiao Shaoze and his sister, came to the foot of the big tree in the school and stood next to each other.
"Come here kid..."
Xiao Shaoze made a handprint and shouted softly.
As the other party's voice came out, several black figures flashed out from the soil under the tree and turned into several children.
Most of these ghosts are very young, the oldest is over ten years old, and the youngest looks to be five years old. They are all the lowest wandering spirits.
"Boss, why did you call us here?"
A kid who looked to be seven or eight years old nodded and bowed.
Hearing the sound, Xiao Shaoze quickly opened his and his sister's eyes.
"You guys go to my house quickly and see if my grandparents are okay. Also, see if there are any calls from my house. If you have any news, report it to me right away."
Xiao Shaoze gave the kid instructions in a sweet voice.
"Here, boss, I don't want to go."
When the kid heard that he was asked to go back and inquire about the news, he was a little reluctant.
"What's wrong, don't you love going home to play, why don't you go now?
You think the money I gave you is not enough, how about I give you some more tonight?"
Xiao Shaoze looked at the wandering soul in front of him and asked with a somewhat confused frown.
"Oh, boss, it's not that I don't want to. Your Uncle Wu is here, and he lives in the Tutu Temple.
He told us that we can't just go home, otherwise we will be sent to the underworld, do you think we still dare to go?"
"That's right, your Uncle Wu is a handsome man. A sneeze can knock us out of our wits, so we don't dare to go."
Another older ghost also hurriedly added.
After hearing what several people said, Xiao Shaoze suddenly panicked, and even Xiao Shaoqi was a little nervous.
"You didn't say you knew me, did you? Let me tell you, don't let him know that we know each other, otherwise grandpa will beat me to death.
Okay, you go away quickly and don't come to play with me again.
Also, don’t go to the village recently, Uncle Wu is very fierce, if he sees you, he will beat you to death."
"Okay, boss, let's go then. You have something to call us."
Several little ghosts swayed on the spot, turned into several black shadows, and disappeared without a trace again.
"Brother, what should we do? Should we go back?"
Xiao Shaoqi pulled his brother's clothes and asked anxiously.
"Let's go back. Tell me I have a headache soon. Grandma will not suspect it."
The two children discussed it there for a while, then found the teacher and took a leave of absence, and returned to the village smoothly.
Besides, Xiao Xue fainted immediately after being hit hard by the sand whip.
"You little bitch, surrender early, why do you have to suffer so much?"
In the yellow sand, the man made a cold voice, and then moved closer to Xiao Xue again.
But at this moment, a lotus leaf suddenly grew under Xiao Xue. The lotus leaf quickly grew in size at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it wrapped Xiao Xue and stood up. Moreover, beside Xiao Xue, there was also a lotus leaf.
A lotus flower.
Seeing the sudden appearance of the lotus leaf, Huangsha stopped instantly, and then quickly ran away into the distance.
But at this moment, in the sea of sand in the distance, a young novice monk wearing a yellow cassock appeared. He stretched out his hand and patted the front.
The yellow tornado that had just escaped not far away was instantly photographed into nothingness, and not even a sound could be heard from inside.
"master....."
The young novice clasped his hands together and saluted into the distance.
"Mingchen, bring her in."
A woman's voice came from the void.
Immediately afterwards, some lake water began to appear where Xiao Xue fell. The lake water rose very quickly. In less than a minute, it rose to a depth of more than one meter.
On the shore of the lake, a lot of green grass began to grow, and the yellow sand was quickly covered with green grass, stretching for hundreds of meters.
After the green grass appeared, a crooked-neck maple tree and a thatched cottage appeared on the shore.
Among the endless yellow sand, there is a lake, a patch of green, a thatched cottage, and a maple tree, like the illusion of man and the omission of heaven.
The little novice monk is not very old, he looks about twelve or thirteen years old, but he is very agile and his whole body is shrouded in the light of Buddha.
The monk walked up to Xiao Xue, waved his hand, and Xiao Xue was carried by the lotus leaves and flew directly into the thatched cottage.
Immediately afterwards, the lakes dried up, the grassland melted, the thatched cottages disappeared, and the maple leaves withered.
Everything became what it was before, as if nothing had happened.
Xiaobao and Mouse stood in the distance, and they could clearly see the scene that happened before.
So what is certain now is that Xiao Xue has successfully entered Wenfo Temple and just needs to wait patiently.
"You're really right. If we take action, the monk probably won't come out."
Xiaobao gave the mouse a thumbs up and said with great appreciation.
"Hmph, you think that this mountain god has lived for hundreds of years in vain. If he doesn't know this trick, isn't it a disgrace to my name?"
After being praised by Xiaobao, the mouse seemed to have found his confidence again. He immediately raised his head and became a little embarrassed.
Ask about this Buddhist temple, even the old herdsmen who have been running around in the desert all their lives have never heard of it.
Because this is a hidden force that never comes out unless something big happens, so no one knows where it is.
This time, if the abbot of Mount Putuo hadn't pointed out a general location to Xiao Xue, they probably wouldn't have been able to find it for half a year.
The sky outside is covered with yellow, but inside the nunnery is full of greenery, as if the four seasons are reversed here and the cycle of reincarnation is disrupted.
Wenfo Temple is not very big. When you first enter, you can see a big tree. Half of the tree has been hollowed out, and a white jade Guanyin is placed inside.
Behind the big tree, there is a neat row of candlesticks, like a path.
Looking down, there is a lotus pond. There is a pontoon bridge in the lotus pond. It is crooked and winding, and it leads to a quiet place. I don’t know why.
The little monk quickly stepped onto the pontoon bridge and hurried towards the distance.
After walking for about a thousand meters, there were twists and turns, the pontoon bridge disappeared, and a circular field appeared. In the center of the field was a large stone, tens of meters high, with a large Buddha character written on it.
At this time, there was a bhikshuni sitting cross-legged under the big stone. In front of him was a wooden table with a sandalwood burner and a white jade porcelain bottle.
"Master, this benefactor has brought it."
The little novice monk walked up to the bhikshuni, bowed, and then waved. Xiao Xue, who was wrapped in lotus leaves behind him, flew over and slowly landed on the ground.
"You go down first."
The bhikshuni's tightly closed eyes opened at this moment, and the other party glanced at Xiao Xue. There was no joy or sadness on his face, and he couldn't tell what he meant.
"yes...."
The young novice immediately retreated, and at this time, Xiao Xue also made a painful sound again.
"You are destined to have this disaster, I just let it come sooner.
In order to save your husband, you suffered from being whipped. You are considered a rare wife. I, the Buddha, am merciful and should give you a chance."
The bhikshuni muttered to herself, then picked up the white jade porcelain bottle on the table and shook it at Xiao Xue. A golden light immediately rolled out of it, wrapping Xiao Xue in it.
