Killer whale sister is three and a half years old

Inside the ancestral hall of the old house, in addition to the ranking of the ancestors of the Nan family, there is also a gate at the innermost rank, a dark and heavy gate, long and quiet.

After Nan Junhe worshiped in front of the ancestors of the Nan family, he got up and pushed open the heavy and simple door.

The strong sandalwood scent came over the face, seemingly gentle, but because Nan Jun Xu, who had been restless since he was imprisoned, Nan Jun and Xin calmed down in an instant.

It seems that every time I go back to the Buddhist hall of the old house, no matter how big the anger is, no matter how painful the wound is, it can be soothed by the familiar strong sandalwood fragrance here in an instant.

Knowing that Yin Yin had an accident four years ago, he was so heartbroken that he almost lost himself.

It was Uncle Han who asked him to visit the old house and worship Buddha.

he came.

Also calmed down.

Now it's because of the second brother.

The quiet and spacious Buddhist hall is cleaned by a special person every day, so even if they don't come here often, the windows are still bright and clean, and the sandalwood is fragrant.

Nan Junhe walked up to the tall golden Buddha statue, knelt down solemnly, and slowly clasped his hands together.

"Disciple Junhe, pay homage to my Buddha."

If someone is present at this time, they will find that the Nan Junhe at this moment is very different from the Nan Junhe he met in Nan's house or outside.

From the moment he knelt down and folded his hands in worship, he seemed to be surrounded by a faint Buddha light.

It's very faint, and the faint sunlight from outside the window can completely cover up that layer of faint Buddha's light.

Even the beads on his wrist exude the same golden light.

Because of touching the evil Buddha before, the beads that were entwined with a little black air were repaired little by little in the golden light, and the slightly broken beads regained their previous colors.

Nan Junhe stared at the Buddha statue for a while, then slowly closed his eyes.

At this moment, there is no self in his heart, only my Buddha.

Canaan, who was a hundred meters away from him, just came out of the hut, and noticed a faint golden light suddenly emanating from the Buddha statue, and was a little surprised for a while.

"Buddha's golden light?"

How can this be?

The son of Buddha is now bound by the mortal world, and he has a deep-rooted love for the Buddha lotus who has turned into Miss Jiang. If he doesn't let go, how can he return to his place?
If the Buddha does not return to his place, where does the golden light of the Buddha come from?

But the way of heaven checks and balances, except for the Buddha's light of Nanling Buddha, not to mention this mortal world, even the entire phantom spirit world will not be so pure.

Canaan turned his steps away and walked slowly towards the Buddhist hall.

If a kneeling can cleanse the Buddha's mind and make him suddenly let go of everything, then with a little help from him, the return of the Buddha is near.

Canaan's footsteps suddenly quickened, and he couldn't control the excitement in his heart.

He has been in the mortal world for hundreds of years, waiting for the birth of the Buddha.

The Nan family, which has believed in Buddhism for hundreds of years, was actually guided by him intentionally.

Folian's body did not perish, it exists in the little fairy's body, and with the adult there, it is afraid that Folian will not be released before the little fairy becomes an adult.

He never thought about the return of the Buddha, maybe he doesn't need to experience love, or needs to experience love, but there may not necessarily be a result.

Taoism is predestined, and Buddhism is spontaneous.

The appearance of the Buddha's golden light gave Canaan, who had been unable to see any hope, hope.

When Canaan rushed to the Nanjia Ancestral Hall, he happened to see a black air drifting in like a ghost.

Canaan's expression changed drastically and he rushed over.

"Eldest son!"

Nan Junhe knelt on the rug, like an old monk in meditation, he didn't notice that Canaan, who had turned into Uncle Han again, came in, let alone the black air.

Canaan was furious.

"Shuzi Er dare!"

Thousands of miles away, the evil Buddha, who had sensed the holy light of the Buddha son, disregarded the damage to his soul, and once again scattered a touch of his soul and flew southward, plunging headlong into the Buddhist hall of the old house of the Nan family.

Seeing Nan Junhe kneeling on the blanket, heiqi froze for a moment, followed by chattering laughter.

"Buddha!"

"Hahaha...it's Nanling Buddha!"

"God help me!"

First came the Little Immortal, and then Nanling Buddha appeared!

No wonder in the alley before, he felt that Nan Junhe gave him a very strange feeling. He almost instinctively wrapped around Nan Junhe's neck, wanting to use it for himself!
Canaan clasped his hands together and rushed over quickly.

"The evil Buddha is so merciful that he dares to covet the holy light of the Buddha's child!"

Evil Buddha Guangci laughed out loud.

There was a strong wind in the Buddhist hall, and the wind was blowing.

"Why not?"

"Back then, in the phantom spirit world, I dared to deceive my master and destroy my ancestors. In this mere mortal world, why wouldn't I dare?"

"I didn't expect that the Canaan Buddha attendant is also here, so compared to this one, he is the Buddha disciple Zhuyue!"

"When I devour the soul of Zhuyue, there will be no Nanling Buddha in this world, only Lao Tzu's evil Buddha Guangci... Hahaha..."

On the flat floor of the city center, Yan Licheng, who was taking a lunch break, suddenly opened his eyes.

He looked sideways at the dense forest in the suburbs.

Xiao Yingying also woke up when he opened his eyes, hugged his arm softly, and asked him nonchalantly.

"Brother Licheng, why..."

"Alas?"

Yan Licheng looked at her with a smile: "What did Xiao Ying find?"

"The smell that was very bad on Sister Jiajia before appeared again."

The little guy is still so sensitive to evil spirits, but when he was in the phantom spirit world, why did he still play with the son of You Ming?
"Brother Licheng, shall we go and have a look?"

Xiaoyingying couldn't say why he wanted to take a look, but felt that if he didn't, the consequences might be serious.

Yan Licheng tapped the hibiscus flower mark on her forehead lightly with his finger, hugged her and got up, pampering and gentle.

"I want to see it, brother Li Cheng will take me with me."

It's just a touch of spirit!
The evil Buddha was seriously injured, so it's fine if he doesn't take the opportunity to recuperate and save his life, and dare to go wild where he and Xiaoying are...

Yan Licheng quickly left the city center with Xiao Yingying in his arms, and let the driver gallop all the way to the front of Nanling Temple.

"Master Yan, there is no way ahead."

Qin Yingying looked at the brightly lit road in front of him, and looked at the driver uncle in surprise.

"Uncle, the road is ahead!"

driver:"……"

Is Miss Qin still awake?

There is an ancient forest in front of it, with towering ancient trees, and no one in the whole southern city knows, don't go to this ancient forest, it is easy to get lost in it.

In the past, people often came to explore. I heard that the last people who came were sent to the hospital. After waking up, it was like amnesia, and they didn’t remember anything.

But Jean came here again, shaking his head like a ghost.

Can't tell why, but don't want to resist.

Gradually, everyone in Nancheng knew that this ancient forest was very evil.

Yan Licheng stroked Xiao Naituan's hair and said to the driver with a smile.

"The car is parked here, Xiao Yingying and I have something to do, so go get busy."

driver:"……"

He is really a very well-bred young master. He was clearly asked to get off the car and go there for whatever he likes, but he said it so gently and politely.

The driver nodded respectfully and left in a hurry.

Step into Nanling Temple!

Come here, ask for a peace talisman for your wife and children.

No one noticed that the black car parked in front of the ancient forest almost disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.