"Grandpa, have you heard it? God Hua heard our prayers and now he will bring down his favor and save us."

Bang!

Push the door open.

A foul smell of rust hits.

The house was full of patients infected with the plague.

They were in pain, with thin bones, covered in sinful copper rust.

Motu was in it, half of his body was stiff, his hair was rusted together, his eyes were turbid, and his breath was weak.

"go out!"

Motu's old growl:

"This is an epidemic situation!"

"Do you want to get infected? Do you want to die?"

Xiao Mo was so scared that he took a few steps back and could only look at the decaying grandfather at the door.

Qin Li's voice was also heard in his ears.

"No need to cry!"

"In the darkness, I am with you."

"Tonight, I want to light a lamp for all living beings, turn into hope and dispel the cold."

"All those who have experienced ups and downs in the sea of ​​suffering can suppress the plague and pain by just lighting a lamp, having good hearts and calling my name."

Qin Li's voice was warm.

He raised his hand and took out a jade box.

When I opened it, I saw seven seven-colored chalcedony daggers inside.

See this.

Everyone is not sure about it.

Who knew that Qin Li took out the dagger?

With a thud, he poked it into the big hole of the body.

"My husband!"

Xia Yufei was dumbfounded.

The other relatives and friends were also shocked and worried.

"It's okay!"

Qin Li was extremely calm.

Take out another knife and kill your confidant.

The fairy blood dripped, and the dreamy color fell into the holy light.

"I am the spirit of courage. All those who dare to break the courage will be greedy!"

"I am a humble spirit, and all those who are humble should stay away from arrogance!"

"I am the spirit of honesty, and all those who keep their promises suppress their desires!"

"I am the spirit of hard work. All those who work hard to achieve strength can eliminate laziness."

"I am the spirit of mercy, and all those who are compassionate and fearless of jealousy."

"I am a kind spirit, and all those who love and gentle will never be angry."

"I am the spirit of wisdom, and all those who know themselves are wise and transcend ignorance."

One knife after another.

Qin Li stood proudly on the altar.

Seven blades were inserted into his body, and immortal blood was flowing.

Fell in the seven holy lamps and mix with two major substances.

Xi is hope, which is people's persistence in beauty, so it can restrain the evil power of falling into darkness.

Qin Li was familiar with the "Evil Dicts" and "Xi Jing" for a short time, integrating the art of enfeoffment of the gods, and then using the secret method of stinging blood to call on the power of the seven souls that were integrated into the body. They were once enfeoffed as gods, but now they turned into hope, which is most appropriate.

Buzz!

Seven blades vibrate.

The power of the seven souls is overflowing.

It fell into the oil lamp and turned into a fire.

This is the fire of hope, forming a lotus flower, with a phantom sitting upright.

They are both a projection of Qin Li's noble quality and the expectations of all living beings. They recite the scriptures together: "Dark is coming, I hope to light the lamp, and I am with you until the night is over and the dawn is dawn..."

A word fell.

Reverberates in the ears of sentient beings.

It seems to feel the blessing in the dark.

"lamp!"

“The light must be lit!”

Xiao Mo woke up in a panic.

I made a pottery lamp, melted half a piece of butter, and lit the wick.

The slight fireflies shine through three meters in a circle. Although they cannot dispel darkness, they are enough to give people encouragement and hope.

Placed in the ward.

Many patients couldn't help crying.

"I remembered my deceased brother, who had never survived the plague."

"I can't die, my wife and children are waiting for me at home."

"I will not succumb to the disease."

Everyone ignited their fighting spirit.

Motu also remembered his dream.

That is to draw a map of Huazhou before dying.

Although the originally stiff body was still cold, blood began to flow.

"grandfather!"

Xiao Mo was ecstatic.

Motu climbed up tremblingly:

"Hurry, help me to the village temple, I want to worship the god Hua."

In the village.

There is a temple.

Many tablets are offered in it.

Some are ancestors in the village, and some are wild spirit monsters.

Because of his successful sacrifice to heaven, Qin Li was shaped into a clay body, wearing a yellow jacket, and standing in the center.

Many villagers also came. They held an oil lamp in their hands and gathered into light to illuminate the temple and reflected the mercy of the god of Hua.

Motu knelt down and thanked: "Xiao Mo, God Hua has great kindness to us. He first continued to connect the dragon veins and then saved Qianyuan. Now he is merciful to us and dispel the plague. We should pray for him."

Xiao Mo thought of Qin Li, admired and yearned for such a great person.

Then, the sound of prayer sounded.

Not only them.

A large number of creatures are praying.

They gathered in Huashen Temple to express their future expectations.

Even some infected monsters crawled in the village, dared not hurt people, lowered their heads and moaned, and were grateful to Hua Shen's candlelight.

Huazhou.

On the Venerable Platform.

The Holy Light received feedback.

The more dazzling it is, the more warm you heart.
To be continued...