Weird fairy

Chapter 747
In the temple surrounded by incense, Bai Lingmiao, with long hair and shawl, sat cross-legged on the lotus stone table. Although her ferocious teeth were exposed from the corners of her mouth, there were black hedgehog needles and green snake scales hidden in the white hair.

But compared to before, it's much better. At least she has exactly two eyes on her face, although one of them is still a beast's eye.

Surrounding Bai Lingmiao's lotus platform are monks from Daqi Zhengde Temple, sitting cross-legged on futons, tapping wooden fish rhythmically.

They knocked over and over again, and recited obscure Buddhist scriptures over and over again. "The lotus pond and the sea meeting, Amitabha Tathagata, Avalokitesvara sits on the lotus platform, leading him up the golden steps, making great vows, making universal vows to leave the dust. Nanwu lotus pond, Haihui Bodhisattva Mahasattva."

While they were chanting mantras, Bai Lingmiao's body began to gradually change. Those things that did not belong to her body were slowly wriggling, gradually transforming into Bai Lingmiao's pale skin.

Many monks showed traces of beasts of the immortal family on their bodies, but they were quickly suppressed by them.

Two hours later, the transformation slowly stopped. When Bai Lingmiao put down his hands and gently touched his face with four hands, he found that his unrecognizable face had changed back to what he should have been.

Bai Lingmiao saluted from the lotus platform, and said respectfully to a benevolent old monk, "Abbot, thank you for your trouble these days."

"Amitabha, what about the female benefactor, the poor monk really can't help in this Asura path, so I can only do my best in this matter."

After the two exchanged polite words, Bai Lingmiao bid farewell to the abbot of Zhengde Temple, turned around and left the backyard and walked into the incense-filled temple in front.

In the front hall, a huge Buddha lay sideways on the treasure table, enjoying the worship and worship of the people.

Bai Lingmiao picked up the four incense sticks, bowed to the Buddha three times like everyone else, and carefully inserted them into the incense burner.

As soon as he walked out of the hall, a chaotic and bustling city appeared within the range of Bai Lingmiao's perception.

It is really hard to imagine that such a big city was still under the control of Fajiao a month ago, but now it is still occupied by them and belongs to Daliang.

The black cloth strips and white scarf hats that once filled the city are still gone, and more of them are white lotus prints on their foreheads.

"My lord! My lord is here!"

"Quick! Son, give one to the Holy Lady! May the Holy Lady bless your father to come back soon."

As long as it was a believer of the White Lotus Sect, they all fell to the ground and threw themselves to the ground, kneeling for almost half of the whole street.

How fast the Dharma religion expanded at the beginning, so how fast the current White Lotus Sect expands, especially with the help of the imperial court.

Now there are notices posted in the city, no matter what religion you believe in, you must believe in one anyway.Anyone who dares not to believe in religion will be beheaded directly.

Although this method is simple and crude, it is very effective in permeating the teachings. As long as one believes in the Wusheng Laomu, not many people place their hopes on the child god.

What Yu Ershen said, even a lifeless mother can do it, so why not believe in someone who is not easy to beheaded.

Bai Lingmiao looked at them with a gentle expression, and walked slowly in front of them.

As Bai Lingmiao's hand brushed over some people's heads, these people suddenly felt ecstatic, feeling that they had received the care of the Inanimate Mother from the Holy Maiden.

When he saw a wounded little beggar struggling to crawl towards him, Bai Lingmiao walked over and came to him.

He looked at Bai Lingmiao with longing eyes. "My lord, my father and mother, and my elder brother and second brother are all dead, I believe in our White Lotus Sect, can they really live a good life in the vacuum hometown without being lonely ghosts? "

Looking at the other party's stomach that had begun to grow maggots, and the obviously abnormal sallow face, Bai Lingmiao knew that this child might not live for a few days.

No matter how the battle is fought, it is always the same kind of people who suffer.

"Yeah, don't worry, your parents and your brothers and sisters are all in the vacuum at the moment." After reaching out and patting the little beggar's head lightly, his face showed sincere joy .

"That's great, I can meet them right away."

Seeing the other party laughing happily, Bai Lingmiao took out the drum from his waist and tapped it lightly. Soon with the help of Bai Jiaxian's family, the boy's appearance recovered a lot.

"Your father and mother also said to let you live a good life, and they are still thinking about your children and grandchildren."

"Yes! I will! I will build our Yao family's ancestral hall again! I will marry a daughter-in-law and carry on the family line!"

Bai Lingmiao stood up, as if comforting a teenager, and comforted the others one by one.

When she returned to a hall of the White Lotus Sect again, she saw Lu Xiucai was concentrating on explaining some matters about cultivation to the new White Lotus Sect followers.

The current Lu Xiucai has completely changed from when he first came here. His left cheek is sunken, and all the teeth in it are gone. There is a piece of cloth that is oozing blood on the collarbone, and the skin there is gone.

The sleeve of the left hand was empty, and there were only four fingers without nail covers left on the right hand. Coupled with the scars all over the body, it looked extremely miserable.

Although "Daqianlu" can allow Lu Xiucai to survive the extremely tragic flesh and blood mill, but in contrast to it, he needs to pay something from himself.

Seeing Bai Lingmiao's voice, Lu Xiucai grinned happily and waved her hand with only four fingers left. "Master! Long time no see! Have you seen my master?"

The bitter and bitter Lu Xiucai disappeared, with a carefree look, as if the original Lu Xiucai had returned.

Bai Lingmiao felt the unscab wound on his body with a complicated expression. "Go back, go back to Niuxin Village. Your father is just crazy, he is not dead yet, don't forget you still have your little niece."

Lu Xiucai still had a smile on his face. "It's okay, the dog boy Zhao Wu and the others will take care of them. I swore in front of my father that I haven't killed enough of these bastards."

"As long as the teaching still exists, I cannot go back."

The bitter and bitter Lu Xiucai did not disappear, but he learned to hide some things in his heart.

Bai Lingmiao sighed softly, "Xiucai, there are so many people taught in dealing with the Fa, there is no more than you, and there is no more than one, so you should let it go."

It can be foreseen that if this continues, Lu Xiucai will really die in the near future. There are already enough people in the Lu family class, and she really doesn't want Lu Xiucai to go on the road of no return.

Hearing the other party's persuasion, the smile on Lu Xiucai's face gradually disappeared. Looking at Bai Lingmiao, she asked back, "Then Mrs., have you let go?"

(End of this chapter)