"How can you, a little ghost, have such eyesight? It seems that Benefactor Nie was instructed by an expert before, right?"

Chen Fengxiao's tone was very calm, and there seemed to be a pool of stagnant water in his eyes, with no ripples.

"Hehehehe... The master thinks too highly of the slave family. If the slave family really has such a good life, how can they still be unable to extricate themselves from this sea of ​​suffering!"

Nie Xiaoqian giggled on her pretty face, but Chen Fengxiao still caught the flash of panic in her eyes.

"Amitabha!"

Chen Feng smiled and proclaimed the Buddha's name, a little golden soft light flickered on his body:

"Benefactor Nie, lying in front of me is not a wise choice!"

At this time, the dots of golden light on Chen Fengxiao's body covered his whole body in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, his whole body was shining with a golden light, shining brightly.

The golden light wasn't too intense, it was even quite soft.

Under the shining of this golden light, the originally dilapidated Buddhist temple looked so sacred and solemn at this moment.

Under the golden light, the decayed and incomplete Buddha statues in all directions gradually filled up their bodies by themselves, turning into holy, majestic or benevolent golden Buddhas one by one.

At this moment, everyone in the Buddha Hall felt a holy and warm atmosphere.

The breath washed their bodies and minds, making them very comfortable.

Under the soft golden light, Ning Caichen's pale complexion, which was weak and pale due to the extraction of life essence, was turning rosy little by little.

Liu Ruoyun, who was originally panic-stricken, slowly regained her composure under the golden light.

The other five ghosts who had been suppressed by Yan Chixia's body-holding spell, also fell to their knees at this moment.

At this moment, they seemed to have no fear in their hearts, and they all stared at the golden figure in front of them with a kind of pilgrimage.

At this moment, Nie Xiaoqian also left Chen Fengxiao's arms early, and just like the other five ghosts, she was obediently prostrating in front of Chen Fengxiao.

"Benefactor Nie, tell me, who is it that revealed the existence of the poor monk to you?"

At this moment, Chen Fengxiao formed the Oasis Seal with one hand and the Demon Seal with the other, with a look of pity on his face, he spoke softly.

"If you go back to the holy monk, I really don't know who that person is!"

Nie Xiaoqian knelt down in front of Chen Fengxiao, a thin and wet white dress stuck tightly to her body, making her already proud figure even more alluring.

"The slave family and the sisters were walking on the road before, and that man's voice sounded out of thin air in the slave family's mind."

"She told the servants that if they want to escape from Grandma Tree's control, they should come here and seek the protection of the master."

Under this immeasurable Buddha's light, Nie Xiaoqian also recovered her original temperament.

Her voice is no longer that seductive and charming, but clear and cold, with a sense of knowledge and reason.

"If you just seek the protection of the poor monk, you can say it bluntly. The benefactor has no karma, and the poor monk will not ignore this misfortune. Why did the benefactor do what he did before!"

Chen Feng asked with a puzzled smile.

While asking this question, he was also very curious about the identity of that person.

During this journey, Chen Fengxiao asked himself if he had encountered anything that he could not see clearly.

And that person knew himself and had a certain understanding of his own strength, which made him very curious.

"This... that person also arranged for the servants to do this,"

Nie Xiaoqian knelt down on the ground and replied weakly.

"Ok!"

Chen Feng laughed for a moment, and couldn't help but frowned slightly:

"He said so, so you do it! Why does Benefactor Nie trust him so much!"

"The servants don't know either."

Nie Xiaoqian shook her head, and replied: "After he said that, the slave family believed it, and the slave family did what he arranged without hesitation."

"Thinking about it now, I feel strangely tight!"

Yes, at this time, not only Chen Fengxiao was puzzled, but even Nie Xiaoqian was greatly puzzled at the moment.

Why did I trust what that person said just now!

And even what he told himself, he didn't even think about it, he just did it!

Really strangely tight!

"Nie benefactor knows if that person is a man or a woman!"

Chen Fengxiao frowned and asked.

"Returning to the words of the holy monk, it was a woman's voice."

Nie Xiaoqian replied.

"woman!"

Chen Fengxiao focused his eyes, and nodded thoughtfully.

Then, as if he had thought of something, the golden light in his eyes flickered, and he stood up suddenly.

"Well, you Su Daji, how dare you play tricks on me!"

Chen Fengxiao stretched out his right hand, and the Nine Tin Zen staff beside him flew into his palm by itself.

Chen Fengxiao closed his eyes slightly, pinched the Buddha seal with his hands for a second, and a huge spiritual consciousness surged out of his body, rushing towards all directions.

After a while, Chen Fengxiao suddenly opened his eyes, and a bright golden light burst out from his eyes.

"After playing tricks on the poor monk, he still didn't run away. You really didn't pay attention to me!"

"Yan benefactor, Ye benefactor, take good care of them, the poor monk will come back as soon as he goes!"

After finishing speaking, Chen Fengxiao directly turned into a golden light and rushed up to the sky, and suddenly disappeared in this dilapidated Buddhist temple.

As soon as Chen Fengxiao left, the magnificent and resplendent hall of the Buddha's breath returned to its dilapidated appearance the next moment.

The five ghosts lying on the ground just came back to their senses and were about to turn around and try to escape.

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