Chapter 141 Wearing a golden Buddha, life is howling

"Sir, how should we deal with the lame man and the blind child? Should we deal with them according to the old rules or..."

The big tyrant was a martial artist with good hearing. Even in the very noisy environment, the low voices of the two people not far away still fell clearly into his ears.

He heard the black mine boss coldly say: "According to the old rules, kill the lame man and throw him in the back mountain after rolling up a straw mat. As for the child... It's a pity that he is blind, otherwise he can definitely be sold for a good price. Forget it, we don't have a few days left, let's kill them together."

Listening to the conversation of the two people, the big tyrant sitting there couldn't help but darken his eyes.

Two idiots who don't know how to live or die dare to set their sights on his daughter.

Looking for death!

[The damn black-hearted mine owner actually killed so many people, it's really too much]

"Don't worry, my lovely Wanwan will definitely do justice for you!"

The chattering voice of the little milk ball came from the side, and I don't know who she was whispering to, and the big tyrant's eyes flashed with confusion.

Who is this little brat talking to? There is obviously no one in front of her.

Then, the big tyrant suddenly realized something, and a flash of red light flashed in his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he had seen a lot of wronged ghosts squatting beside the little milk ball, with all kinds of dead looks, each opening their mouths and saying something to the little milk ball.

No wonder he felt a chill when he entered the cave just now, the reason was that there were many wronged ghosts in this cave.

They were scattered everywhere, with the aura of the wronged dead shrouded in ghosts. Their

blood-red eyes were full of hatred as they stared at the black mine boss who was wearing embroidered clothes not far away.

A blood-red nail stretched out to the black mine boss's shoulder, but before it touched him, a golden light suddenly burst out from the black mine boss's chest, knocking the evil ghost who intended to touch him away.

The wronged ghosts around noticed the Buddha's light on the man that frightened them. Even though they hated him to the core, they could not touch him at all because of the Buddha's light on him.

The great tyrant narrowed his eyes and his gaze fell on the jade Buddha worn on the neck of the black mine boss.

Looking at the Buddha's light shrouding the jade Buddha, he realized that it was because of the Buddha's light that these wronged ghosts could not get close to him.

Wanwan sat there. Because she pretended to be a blind sister, she had never removed the cloth on her eyes, but she could still see vaguely through the cloth.

She listened to the ghosts around her talking about how they were killed by the black-hearted mine owner in their lifetime. Even their families were still working hard for the black mine owner here, and they knew nothing about their deaths.

"My father and I were deceived. Because I have been in poor health since I was a child, Boss Cao told my father that as long as he worked here, he could place me in the village at the foot of the mountain for treatment. But what my father didn't know was that the day he went down the mountain would be the day I died."

The female ghost said, tears of blood shed from her eyes, looking at her father who was still digging for her not far away with his back hunched.

Another ghost spoke up, "Cao Wanjin deceived everyone. He told us that as long as we worked hard, he would give our families the best protection.

But that night, I accidentally heard him talking to his men, and I learned that everyone's family members who were resettled in the village down the mountain had been killed by him, and that he would kill everyone here after the weapons were built. I wanted to tell everyone the truth, but I didn't expect Cao Wanjin to find out..." As

the ghost spoke, he raised his neck, revealing the horrible knife marks on his neck. That was the cause of his death, Cao Wanjin's men had cut his neck abruptly.

...

The ghosts who died unjustly at the scene told the little milk ball about their grievances.

"Little fairy, please help us, save our family members who are still alive..."

After they became wronged ghosts, they did think about revenge, but humans and ghosts are on different paths, and their family members who are still alive cannot see them.

They also wanted to kill Cao Wanjin, but they didn't know what was on his body, and the overflowing light made it impossible for them to approach. Any ghost that touched him was either beaten away or turned into ashes.

They can no longer remember how long they have been in this cave. They stayed here because of their obsession to save their families, but they are ghosts. The longer they stay in the human world, the weaker they will become.

Gradually, they even began to become confused and dazed. Until today, when this little fairy entered the cave, they also saw the Buddha's light from her body that frightened them.

But strangely, the Buddha light on the little fairy didn't seem to resist them, but instead made them regain a lot of consciousness.

In front of this little fairy, they saw hope, she would definitely be able to help them.

[It turned out that they couldn't get close to him because of the Buddha statue he was wearing]

[Heh, a man full of blood and anger, is he worthy of the Buddha's blessing? ]

Wanwan stared at the Buddha statue hanging on the neck of the black mine boss Cao Wanjin, and her eyes flashed with anger, even she herself didn't notice it.

That is, the moment the big tyrant heard the last sentence of the little milk ball, the rope hanging on the neck of the black mine boss suddenly broke, and then the jade Buddha fell to the ground with a snap, and broke into pieces in an instant.

At the moment the jade Buddha broke, the seal on the jade Buddha also broke into pieces instantly.

Cao Wanjin looked at the broken jade Buddha on the ground. His right eyelid suddenly twitched for some reason, and he felt a creepy feeling in his heart.

"Hehe, the troublesome jade Buddha is gone."

"He's finished!"

Several gloomy and strange voices suddenly came to his ears.

Cao Wanjin didn't hear clearly what the two voices in his ears said.

He looked at the broken jade Buddha on the ground and was about to pick it up, when he suddenly remembered that his mother who had passed away many years ago once said something about jade breaking and people dying.

He suddenly felt unlucky. If the old woman really died, she would make him unhappy. He didn't believe in the saying of jade breaking and people dying.

He raised his foot and kicked the broken jade on the ground aside.

It was just right that it was broken. He had long wanted to change it to a golden Buddha.