Chapter 296 How Can You Not Even Defeat These Ghosts?
Su Chenjin immediately noticed that Mianmian was worried, and said gently: "Little aunt, it's okay. Once we deal with the bad guys in Fahua Temple, they will be fine."
Mianmian's eyes lit up: "Yes, hehe."
The fake Buddha had promised her to deal with the bad guys in Fahua Temple! It was because of the promise that Mianmian woke up and agreed to see how the fake Buddha dealt with the bad guys. She also promised that as long as the bad guys in Fahua Temple were really dealt with, she would make a wish.
The fake Buddha also agreed to the exchange, saying that he wanted her to see how it dealt with the bad guy.
"We are going to watch Buddha deal with the bad guys. Do you want to come with us?" Mianmian enthusiastically invited Lao Wang.
Lao Wang thought about it and nodded, "Of course, of course we have to go together."
His good friend has been arrested, and if he doesn't hold on to his aunt's thigh tightly, he might not even have the chance to become a ghost.
The grandfather and grandson, along with a ghost, walked outside the house. When they looked up, they saw a huge shadow of the Buddha sitting on a lotus in mid-air.
This shadow looks even more powerful than the one in the dream. Against the backdrop of the dark night with only the moon and no stars, it is easy to make people want to kneel down and worship it.
What surprised Mianmian was that there were many evil ghosts surrounding the Buddha's shadow!
Each of these evil ghosts had an extraordinary aura and was much more powerful than the ones she had just captured.
Mianmian thought that her nephew couldn't see, so she touched his eyes with her little hands, opened his Yin-Yang eyes, and pointed at the threatening black shadows in the air and said, "Nephew, they are the ghost kings."
Su Chenjin could already see ghosts and shadows of Buddha statues, so he asked, "Ghost King? Was he released from the underworld?"
"That should be the case. Today is the ghosts' festival." Mianmian asked doubtfully, "Why are they here?"
After hearing this, Lao Wang was stunned. Then he remembered that he had not told the little aunt this information, so he said servilely: "Report to the little aunt, the New God Sect said that eating you will greatly increase your realm and you will not be afraid of tomorrow's sun, so these ghost kings have gathered here to eat you."
"I think they are all wishful thinking. How could you be eaten so easily?"
Mianmian laughed again after hearing Lao Wang's compliment: "That's right, that's right, Mianmian won't be eaten so easily."
After saying this, Mianmian put her hands around her mouth, turning them into a small trumpet, and shouted loudly to the shadow in the air: "Buddha, Mianmian is awake, please fulfill Mianmian's wish as soon as possible."
The shadow of the Buddha statue in mid-air is hesitating.
When he came out of the lingering dream and saw many ghost kings surrounding the Fahua Temple, he began to think of another possibility.
The little boy was so sure that he would help deal with the bad guys in the Fahua Temple and he was not in a hurry to make a wish for his parents to wake up. Was it because he had his own strength and he had something to rely on?
If he lets these ghost kings and the little milk ball fight, maybe he can reap the benefits! Yes, that's right, it should be like this.
The Buddha statue's shadow glanced at Mianmian and said gently, "I need to gather my strength to destroy the one in Fahua Temple. You have to take care of these evil spirits yourself."
Mianmian pouted her lips: "How come you can't even beat these ghosts? You still need Mianmian to come, are you really the Buddha?"
The shadow was now numb when he heard this question.
His eyes rolled and he replied, "Now the spiritual energy is declining. Although I am a living Buddha, I am also affected. If you want to realize your wish, you need to help me do this."
With that air of authority, he really looked like the Lord of Lingshan.
The evil ghosts at the level of ghost kings around looked at each other in bewilderment when they heard the conversation between Xuying and Mianmian.
They also knew about the decline of spiritual energy, and the ghost messengers in the underworld often gossiped about it. But what the hell is this living Buddha? Is he really the Buddha? "If you are willing to put down your butcher knives and convert to my Buddha, I, this little boy, will not take action." The shadow continued to pretend, "You, think about it."
The evil ghosts chuckled and said, "What are you considering? No wonder you have been confronting us without taking any action. It turns out that you are not strong enough."
"That's right, the time we worked so hard to get for exercise is not for becoming a Buddha instantly, hahahaha."
"If you don't do anything, get out of the way. I'm going to eat this kid right now."
"Speaking of which, the Buddha and the child who can greatly increase our cultivation by eating him, this child might be the reincarnation of Tang Monk Jin Chanzi, hahahaha."
After hearing this, the phantom rode on the lotus and rose higher, meaning to make room for Mianmian so that Mianmian could take action.
Mianmian smiled and didn't use the flying sword. She took out a "magic carpet talisman" made by her mother from her small bag, stepped on it and flew into the sky.
This talisman is used for flying, but its flight time is not as long as that of a flying sword.
It should have been called a flying talisman, but mom insisted on calling it a "magic carpet talisman", which Mianmian didn't quite understand.
Seeing Mianmian flying into the air, and the shadow indeed restraining its Buddhist aura and looking like a bystander, the evil ghosts were very excited.
"First, join forces to kill her, and then divide her equally!"
The leader shouted and flew towards Mianmian, his hands turning into claws and black air emanating from his body.
Old Wang below was startled.
As a ghost, he could tell the difference between himself and those guys in the sky at a glance. Can the little girl really do it?
The Soul-Catching Rope is already in use. Do we still need it to deal with these guys?
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Su Chenjin was not worried.
He knew his aunt well. If she wasn't sure, she wouldn't look so relaxed.
Mianmian's chubby little hands were actually kept in her small bag. She was looking for something, looking for the talisman she had drawn.
The talisman's mother said that it was too powerful and would not allow her to use it casually.
But today's situation just makes it possible to use it.
When looking for something, Mianmian did not dodge, but just slapped a few Vajra Indestructible Talismans on herself before continuing to look.
Then, a strange scene appeared in the air.
The ghost kings used all their strength to attack Mian Mian, but every attack hit the golden transparent circle. After a while, cracks appeared on the circle.
This means that Mianmian’s defense is about to be breached!
The evil ghosts were happy, and the shadow of the Buddha was also happy.
He did not forget to say: "If you change your mind, you can still make a wish to me now, and I will help you kill these evil ghosts... and save them."
By this time, Mianmian had found the talisman she had drawn and took it out of her small bag.
The talisman paper was still yellow, and only a crooked "Thunder" character could be clearly seen on it; the other small red characters were not obvious.
The little girl's hands were chubby. She held up the yellow talisman paper and turned her head to look at the phantom: "No need to make this wish, Mianmian can do it."
The shadow smiled without saying anything. He wanted to see how capable the little milk dumpling was! The next second, his smile froze on his face! The talisman in the little milk dumpling's hand was activated, and black clouds instantly covered the moon. The wind was blowing hard, and the temperature dropped rapidly.
It was already a day when the gates of hell were wide open, and now it seemed even more gloomy.
Below, the monks chanting in the main hall felt the strong wind but remained motionless. Once they entered a state of ecstasy, chanting the scriptures for a common purpose, they could not stop.
30 seconds, or maybe even faster than 30 seconds.
The talisman in Mianmian's hand floated over her head, and lightning suddenly released from the small talisman.
Before the ghost kings could react, the lightning dispersed and hit them accurately! Boom——
The ghost kings were instantly reduced to ashes, with no chance of recovery! (End of this chapter)