The flower-faced ghost was frightened by Xia Qing, but given that Xia Qing spared no effort to help him ask for Liu Manzhi's earrings, greed finally prevailed. "Aunt Liu, what she is attached to is your ancestor. If I do it, you have to give me a token!"

The so-called token is the golden ring on Liu Manzhi's ear. When his uncle saw Liu Manzhi slow to let go, "Manzhi, is it important to be my life or the golden ring? Then everyone in the room will be harmed, and it will be too late for you to regret it."

"I can't control this short-lived person, and she is not without parents." Liu Manzhi was not afraid of the Bodhisattva, "What is the thing you gave her? If it hurts her life, my eldest son is not easy to mess with. Then I will cause trouble for you!"

"I am the Grand Lord of the Sage. Your son is a mortal. I'm afraid of him?" The Bodhisattva said, but he was still panicked. "I came here to save you. You are not at peace in the future. Don't look for me anymore."

"Oh, Bodhisattva, we sincerely invite you, don't be angry. Sister Manzhi, you are so funny. If you don't respect God, don't involve us!"

When the room was in a mess, Xia Qing held the ring on her hand and tears rolled in the frame of her eyes. You know, when she returned to this life, although her space was there, the ring carrying the space was gone, and it was accompanied by her ring for more than 30 years. If she were there, it would be a little thought left to her in another world, and she would accompany her through many years of suffering.

This ring is more of a ring than a ring.

The formation was formed on the fingers, and the evil spirit that came in through the back door was mobilized to the greatest extent. A black wind rushed in, and the candlelight was extinguished. The offerings on the table were swept away, and all the slams were rolled to the ground, the chairs were blown down, and everyone screamed. The Bodhisattva was even more amazing. He hid under the altar, knelt on the ground, shivering constantly, and chanting "Amitabha".

Xia Qing hid in the corner of the gate. Seeing that Liu Manzhi was about to escape, a demonic wind rolled Liu Manzhi and rushed to the shrine.

"Ahhhh, Bodhisattva bless you, Bodhisattva bless you!" Liu Manzhi bowed desperately, half of his body hung on the shrine, and the other half fell on the square table. Xia Qing did not dare to hurt Liu Manzhi, and at most he could only scare her. If there was a few things, her father would have to do it.

"Manzhi, take out the golden ring!"

The wind was a little weaker, and my aunt cried and begged, "No one wants you to offer to Buddha, and no Bodhisattva doesn't want either!"

Liu Manzhi trembled and took off the earrings, and a demonic wind blew over again. The gold earrings disappeared, and the black demonic wind disappeared.

The room was silent for a long time, and only the sound of each other fighting with their upper and lower teeth could be heard. The back door slammed and closed again. I don’t know who held his breath for a long time. At this time, I couldn’t hold it anymore. A long thrust sound of breathing, a "wow" crying, and suddenly, there was a burst of crying.

Xia Qingqing was opening the door and slipping away. Liu Manzhi woke up and did not pay attention to the granddaughter she brought. After being shelved from the square table, she was as demented as if she was demented, her eyes were dull and humming. Without gold earrings, her energy was gone.

"Your lives are saved by my pair of Jinhuanzi today." Liu Manzhi did not forget to seek credit for herself. She spread her hands, "I just took it down, and the wind was gone, and I didn't even hit a sound."

"What else can I do? It's good to save my life." My uncle looked around and didn't see the Bodhisattva, and there was no one under the altar. She was shocked, "Where is the person? Where is the Bodhisattva?"

"Even the burden is gone, I must have run away." Liu Manzhi said dissatisfiedly.

"Just say a few less words!" My uncle was very afraid.

Liu Manzhi suffered a great loss just now. She was not worth the two gold earrings, but nothing was more important than her life. She felt so painful. It couldn't be said that this was even more uncomfortable than taking her life.

Xia Qing came out of the door, and the movie on the threshing field had already begun. It was a film of surviving the desert island. Several adventurers were wandering on a desert island. The python inside was as thick as a bucket, and gradually entangled a man to death. The man struggled desperately, and the audience sighed together.

Xia Qing looked for his parents everywhere, but he didn't see it. He saw the old Taoist priest and Huo Jiuting in a corner. They stood on a stone carpet and were still watching with relish.

"Hey, it's Qing'er, why didn't you look?" The old Taoist priest greeted Xia Qing.

"I'm looking for my parents."

"I came over there and saw them." The old Taoist priest showed Xia Qing the way, "Or what if you can just watch here, I'll give you the location?"

Xia Qing Dynasty looked over there, and there were crowds of people and there were no lights on the field. She might not be able to find her parents in the past, so she decided to wait here, "How could you watch the movie?"

"Here's here!" Huo Jiuting suddenly said, and the old Taoist priest quickly pulled Xia Qing down. The three of them hid behind a haystack. They saw the flower-faced ghost holding a bag and walked towards this side sneakily. They raised their heads and saw the three of them. He was stunned for a moment and turned around to leave.

"Slow down!" The old Taoist priest raised his hand and put it on his shoulder, "Where did it come from? Where did it go?"

Xia Qing said beside him, "This is the Bodhisattva I invited by my nanny. He has two gold earrings from my nanny. My nanny said that the earrings were ready for me."

The flower-faced ghost knelt on the ground, "Little Bodhisattva, it's unfair. I didn't get the pair of gold earrings. I want it, and I don't have the ability either!"

Huo Jiuting glanced at his fingers. He disliked the dirty flower-faced ghost and did not take action. He raised his foot and stepped on his fingers to the ground, "What was you wearing before?"

The flower-faced ghost hurriedly pointed at Xia Qing with his other hand, "I gave it to her, I didn't want her any money."

Huo Jiuting narrowed his eyes. With his special inspiration, he could only feel the breath of the thunder and fire ring from Xia Qing. Xia Qing also looked up at her at this time, and his two equally dangerous eyes looked at each other, like thunder in the sky, catching the earth's fire.

Huo Jiuting made a move like lightning, buckled Xia Qing's wrist. Although he valued more on weekdays, he didn't take Xia Qing seriously. Xia Qing moved back and avoided it, which forced Huo Jiuting to reexamine.

"Blind! You two children!" The old Taoist priest naturally saw Xia Qing's reaction, was surprised, and hurriedly came forward to smooth things over. "Qing'er, that thing is very important to your senior brother. If you know where you are, tell you the senior brother."
Chapter completed!