Business system: the gods save the world by opening a store

Chapter 125 Not willing to adopt this child

Fang Xingbang had a sullen face and said nothing, waving the hatchet in his hand like a bronze statue made of iron. The blade of the hatchet was covered with a layer of gray light.

If you look carefully, you will find that the light comes from the small statue Fang Xingbang wears on his chest, but the small statue looks like an evil thing. At the same time, the light on the small statue is getting dim.

If Fang Xingbang cannot escape safely with the two of them before the light completely dissipates, then the three of them will be completely trapped in a place of no return.

When the ghost's transparent body touched the knife edge, it was like dry wood touching a raging fire. Most of its body disappeared in just one go. The sharp scream was so harsh that it even made people feel a little uneasy.

"Betrayer! Betrayer deserves to be killed!"

A sharp, hoarse voice burst into his ears.

"You deserve to be killed, Fang Xingbang, you betrayed us. You deserve to die. You must die to apologize and pay for your sins with your flesh and blood!"

The voices of men and women overlap alternately, and there is magic and horror in the hollow, which is seductive.

But the three people present were extremely determined at this moment, and no one was deceived.

"Don't be afraid of Xingbang, your aunt and uncle are here to help you!"

Aunt Li waved the kitchen knife in her hand. She did not think about the conflicts in the past during the moment of life and death, and watched the child she once loved being surrounded and attacked by ghosts.

In a hurry, he impulsively hugged the mountain ghost statue, closed his eyes and rushed forward, waving it around in an attempt to find a way out for the child he once protected.

"aunt!"

Fang Xingbang looked at the aunt who suddenly rushed out and shouted in fear. His eyes were full of fear, fearing that the ghost full of malice and thirsty for flesh and blood would hurt the aunt he regarded as his own mother.

However, he stretched out his hand to his aunt and froze in mid-air, looking in shock at the scene in front of him - the kitchen knife was like a fairy magic weapon in fairy tales, cutting off ghosts as easily as a candle melting in the flames, The ghost dissipates with a wail of agony.

"Boom!"

A huge warm and bright light burst out from the kitchen knife, forming a protective barrier that easily wrapped and protected the three people, and the evil spirits were kept out.

Aunt Li stared blankly at the barrier protecting them. A line of hot tears suddenly slid down her old face. Her lips trembled uncontrollably and her voice was hoarse:

"It's Master Shangui! Even now, she still protects us useless descendants. Why! Sir, you are about to be polluted and corrupted!!!"

The familiar power made the tears flow more violently, grieving that an existence like their mother was about to pass away. Even in such a terrible desperate situation, the adults still loved and protected them, who were useless.

Liu Datou hugged Aunt Li tightly, his eyes filled with tears, his hands trembling slightly, for the great God and for them who survived.

If they hadn't been lucky enough to be protected by Lord Shangui, I'm afraid they would all be buried here at this moment.

After a while, the two of them calmed down. At this time, Fang Xingbang, who had been quietly guarding the two of them, suddenly knelt down heavily towards them.

Then, he kowtowed deeply three times.

The two of them were startled. Aunt Li quickly picked up the child she had taken care of and patted the dust off his body, just like she did when he was a child. She kept saying:

"Child, what are you doing! Why are you kneeling down at us!"

Even Liu Datou, who had never had a good attitude toward him since he joined the mayor, looked at him with concern, silently caring.

Fang Xingbang opened his mouth to speak, but felt his throat was extremely sore. He was silent for a long time before he forced out a few words:

　Things are impermanent, cherish the moment.

　　(End of this chapter)