Chapter 101: Fisherman's genocide crisis

When the summer smashed the dust, he looked at Xiao Wu on the bed. In my mind, I have begun to stage a variety of 18 banned small theaters, the burning years of the basics, the basic friends who sleep in my shop, and the screen is more and more restricted. I really didn't expect you to be this kind of bald head.
Ji Chen is still the standard sorrowful and sorrowful expression, suddenly raised his hand to the man in front of him and waved something. The people on the bed flashed a burst of light and slowly woke up.
This is... spring back!
When the summer was shocked, I saw that the injury on Xiaowu was all good, and there were no scars left, even the broken right arm was intact.
"You... help him cure the injury?" What does this mean?
It turned out that he had not opened the door for a long time. He was healing for Xiao Wu. Didn’t he want to bring Xiao Wu to the Gardi Temple to close up and educate him? Why are you cured now?

Amitabha.
Ji Chen saw her question and explained,
I am compassionate, and Xiao Shi’s main injury is too heavy. If he is not healed, he will fear that he will fall into a permanent root.

When I wrinkled my brows in the summer, my heart flashed a little uncomfortable feeling. This reason is too... The wisdom is hard, is it so sad to be a monk? However, since the person has already handed it to him, she is not much to say anything, not to mention the repair of the dust as the other side can not make any enchanting.
Xiao Wu had opened his eyes. He first slammed, and sat up fiercely. He lifted his right hand and looked back. His eyes flashed a little joy, and he checked another place. He was half-white. Staring at the dust road, "My repair is... dead vulture, what have you done to me?"
"Amitabha." Ji Shi sang the Buddha number, not too slow or slow, "The barren has cured your wounds, but Xiao Shizhu you are overweight, and it is still normal to fall into the mirror."
Xiao Wu bit his teeth, wrinkled his head and knot, and didn't know what he was thinking.
"The donor, I hope you will return as soon as possible, and don't continue to do evil." Ji Chen quietly advised and handed over a set of white robes next to him. "There are causes and consequences in this world. You have planted too much in the past." The evil cause, this time can be reported badly, do not continue to obsessive."
Xiao Wu directly pulled over the clothes in his hand, and there was a slight disdain in his eyes. "Hey! As you said, those who died in my hands also planted evils beforehand, so Will suffer from this evil. Then what is wrong with killing them?"
"Good and good, bad and evil. If they have planted good cause, they will naturally have a blessing in the afterlife, and all beings will be equal."
"Jokes, if you say the life of the people, etc., why the world is born with the difference of the roots." His expression is more disdainful, there is no intention of repentance, but it is also due to the cultivation of the dust, no swaying, "what In the afterlife, what good news? I always believe in myself, do not believe in what comes to life, as long as I am strong enough, who can retribute me?"
"All the fame and fortune in the world are vain, why are you persistent? You are in the land of today, you still can't see the blindness in front of you. If you don't think about it, don't care about it, don't fall in love with today, it's a real relief.

Xiaowu’s face is more and more intolerant. "Smelly monk, you don't waste your tongue. Even if you cure my wounds, I won't be grateful to you. You can't cross me, I won't follow you in this life." Repairing Buddha."
Was the original dust wanted to make Xiao Wu repair Buddha? When the summer subconsciously frowned, this Xian Xiu and Bu Xiu is not a mobile phone, but also can switch modes at will. If you want to change anything else in the middle, you can only start from scratch. Moreover, Xiao Wu had killed so many people before, and his body was too heavy. If he is to cultivate Buddha, it is estimated that he will become one of the best in the world of Buddhist studies!
I have to say that Ji Chen is also a big heart, I dare to think!
"Hey..." Ji Chen shook his head. "The law is born, it is all fate! The origin is extinct, the life is empty. You have a relationship with my Buddha, and one day you will understand."
"Is it?" He snorted and apparently did not believe.
"Everything has its own set of things, like what you are doing today, like the disaster of the fishermen."
"Guru..." The patriarch who came to ask for help finally remembered his purpose. Step forward and excited, "Is the master already aware of the enchantment?"
Ji Chen stood up and sighed. "When I entered the island, I was aware of the anomalies on the island."
When the patriarch was in a hurry, he threw himself down. "Please ask the guru to think of ways to save my family."
"The patriarch does not have to be like this." Ji Chen raised the old man, and the mournful color between the eyebrows was heavier. He sighed a long sigh. "It’s not barren and unwilling. It’s just the situation of enchantment. It’s also powerless. The fisherman’s family was originally Living in the deep sea, now I am afraid that it is time to go back."
As soon as this was said, the patriarch’s face was pale and white, and a pair of people were about to cry.
My family can indeed survive in the sea, but the sea of ​​magic sea is so dangerous. Otherwise, our ancestors would not move with that power. Live on the shore."
"The fishermen's ancestors can avoid a catastrophe, but they still have a relationship with that power, but now they are afraid of the fate."
"What should I do?" The fisherman became more and more sad, and the folds on his face added several more. "We have lived here for thousands of years, and we have been unable to adapt to the deep sea. Moreover, there are children in the family who are good at it. If you want to go to the sea..." The more he thinks, the more worried he is. The fierce beasts in the sea are all over the place. They don't say that they can't stand the yin of the deep sea. The hurricane on the sea can kill their lives.
"Amitabha, this enchantment can support up to half an hour, and the patriarch is still planning."
"Half hour!" The patriarch is more and more desperate. At this time, even if the family is moving now, it is too late!
At the end of the summer, my heart was also a bit uncomfortable. Although she had no contact with these fishermen, she couldn’t touch it without looking at a race.
"There is no other way to do it?" Xiao Wu, who was half-dead, could all be rescued from the end. "You didn't make up an enchantment last time, don't try again?" First, arrange a different array of methods to support them for a while, and let them evacuate."
Ji dust hands together, Shen Sheng, "this is a fixed number!"
"..." When the summer was silent.
"Thank you, Master, I am going to call the tribe." The patriarch's old man gave a gift to Ji Chen, and turned away from the door. It seemed that he was taken out of the heart, and the whole person exudes a desperate atmosphere.
"Wait!" When Xia Xin was sinking, he couldn't help but chase it up. "The patriarch, I will go with you. Although I can't fix the enchantment, I help the fishermen block the hurricane at sea and try to get some time. It’s okay to let everyone evacuate."
Long Aotian stunned and immediately walked over. "Yes, I will help."
Ji Chen turned to look at her and nodded. "So, the barren is also a weak force."
The grace on the face of the patriarch has eased a little, and I am grateful. "Thank you two masters, and this one..."
"Call me when summer."
"Time Master."
"Oh..." I am not a bald head.
"Then I told the villagers with Long Aotian, the master of the dust, you settled, and then come back to support!" She pointed to Xiaowu in the house, and then followed the patriarch and walked quickly to the village.
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The efficiency of the head of the patriarch is still very fast. Half an hour before the village, it has already been filled with hundreds of fishermen of all sizes. They are old and young. Maybe the village head said the situation beforehand. Most of them are simply carrying a baggage. All of them are all graceful, but they are grateful for their eyes. Every fisherman who comes to him will thank them in advance.
At the time, Xia Yue wanted to help this group of simple and honest people.
The tribes have gathered together, and the patriarchs organized everyone to move toward the beach. The fishermen lined up in long queues and consciously guarded the elderly between women and children.
But before the staff arrived, the change came, and only heard a few bangs. There was suddenly a white crack in the air, and there seemed to be something suddenly broken. Immediately after a fierce hurricane swept in, the voice of Hula came to the entire island with a strong yin.
When Xia and Long Aotian were on the left and right sides of the team, they used the technique to block those hurricanes that broke through the enchantment, while Ji Chen called out a defensive array to protect the fishermen.
There are more and more cracks in the air, and it has reached the limit. The sky is full of white cracks. The hurricane is more and more fierce. If it is just a breeze, it is a tornado. I don't know how these hurricanes formed during the summer. Although it seems to be full of yin, she can feel it faintly, which is different from ordinary yin. Even her physique of yin and coldness is a bit plagued by the wind. A trace of coldness goes straight into the bones. Every time I add one more point, I feel that the body's aura is scattered.
Before the sea, only she could support it. Now, to protect the hundreds of people, I feel that my physical strength is not enough. The other two are also, Long Ao Tian Xiu is lower than them, and Ji Chen has consumed too much spiritual power because he just injured Xiao Wu.
For a long time, the three people were struggling, but there was still a long distance from the seaside. When Xia Yijian broke a hurricane that flew to the crowd, his forehead was full of sweat.
"叽" has been screaming at the phoenix on her shoulder, and she screamed out of its small chicken wings, fanned at her, and her eyes narrowed. Since the contract, it has never returned to space, and a pair of old people will go with her.
When Xia Xin was soft, he patted its head, "Nothing!" and rushed to another hurricane.
"Hey," it called a few more, and the chicken wings patted the chest.
"Do you want to help me?" Use your chicken wings?
"Hey!" It nodded and suddenly smashed up. The hair on the head was erected, and the wind was long. It turned into a huge blue flame, like a sharp blade. Around the time, a few hurricanes disappeared.
Wow! When Xia and her little friends were shocked, when did the little yellow chicken learn the group attack skills, it was quite a cow!
"Oh..." After a move, the fire spirit on its head shrank in an instant, and it returned to its original appearance. It seemed that the tired cockroaches did not move on her shoulder.
Ok! Awesome is awesome, that is, the skill adjustment time is a bit long.
"Hahaha, it’s really helping me. It’s the same thing on the island!" A cold voice rang from the sky.
When Xia Xin’s heart sank.
Lying in a slot!