Buddhist Evil Wife

In the hall of Fengyin Mansion, there were endless bleak cries.

At this time, in the center of the hall, lay three young men who had passed out, and beside them, six middle-aged men and women were crying to Feng Yin who was sitting in the main seat of the hall.

"Lord Fengyin, we are only one son, and now that we are injured like this, you have to make the decision for us!"

"Lord Fengyin, my son's sea of ​​knowledge has been severely injured, and he will never be able to advance to the next level. You must uphold justice for us."

Feng Yin raised her hand and rubbed her aching head: "When the matter is cleared up, I will definitely make the decision for you, and I will definitely punish those who hurt your son severely!"

At this time, the senior alchemist who was examining the injuries of the three young men stood up, shook his head and sighed at Fengyin.

Feng Yin's face darkened: "Hui Yan, how are their injuries?"

Hui Yan respectfully replied: "A Sea of ​​Consciousness has been seriously injured, and I'm afraid I won't be able to continue to practice in the future!"

When Ye Ling's parents heard this, they cried even louder, crying that Feng Yin must be severely punished and sacrificed to heaven.

Hui Yan's face became very ugly: "The other two wounds are too weird, I really can't judge, I have been an alchemist for many years, and I have never seen such injuries."

Fu Gong's father cried and said: "I heard from the disciples of Qi Dan Mansion that my son was injured by that man's hair."

Feng Yin's brows tightened a bit: "What's so weird about it, and can they save it?"

Hui Yan sighed: "The reason why I say it is weird is because my wound medicine not only can't heal their wounds, but also makes the work bigger and bigger. Therefore, I absolutely can't apply medicine to them again."

He also said this to remind Fu Gong and Huai Ya's parents: "This is only one, and the second is that the wound is inexplicably corroded..."

Feng Yin wondered: "What do you mean being inexplicably corrupted?"

"Let me give you an example. Let's take your hand as an example. In the absence of any injuries or damages, there is inexplicable corrosion. Their situation is similar to this!"

Feng Yin didn't understand: "But, they have wounds!"

"They have wounds, but nothing has corroded them. However, their skin is slowly rotting away! This is the weirdness!"

Feng Yin's eyes sank: "Is there another third?"

Hui Yan heard the third, took a deep breath, and continued: "Third, the spiritual power in their bodies is pouring into the wound, and the opening is like a mouth, devouring their spiritual power, so they don't know that they are in the wound." What will happen when the power is exhausted!"

With a sound of wow, Fu Gong and Huai Ya's parents cried loudly again.

Feng Yin's eyes darkened a bit: "Is there another four?"

Hui Yan shook her head: "For the time being, I only see so much!"

Feng Yin looked at the three men with pale faces, and her own face should also be very ugly.

In order to repay Xia Houlin's kindness, he agreed to help Xia Houlin and solve Yin Jitian for Xia Houlin.

However, Yin Jitian is Bei Ming's Taoist companion, if he really did this, Bei Ming would definitely not let them go.

Therefore, this matter must not let Beiming know that he asked someone to kill Yin Jitian, so he called Fu Gong and the others to find an opportunity to secretly kill Yin Jitian when they were in Qidan Mansion.

Feng Yin rubbed his brain, he didn't know what happened.

Every time he faced Bei Ming, he felt a sense of fear all over his body, but he couldn't find any reason.

In short, Bei Ming is very special.

Moreover, he has a strong premonition in his heart that he must not become Beiming's enemy.

"Lord Fengyin, you must make the decision for us!"

Hearing the crying, Feng Yin was drawn back to her thoughts, looked at the wounds on Fu Gong and Huai Ya, and frowned again.

Isn't that boy named Shantideva just a monk?

Even if he was a Mahayana cultivator in the cultivation world, he still couldn't defeat them ghosts and immortals. What's more, Fu Gong, Huai Ya, and Ye Ling fought together at that time, so he couldn't even deal with a single cultivator.

Could it be that this boy named Shantideva is hiding his abilities?

In fact, he is not an ordinary monk, but a fairy.

Unknowingly, Feng Yin suddenly remembered the young man who appeared in the market a few days ago and caused the fairy beast to escape.

At this moment, Guanshi Li walked in: "Lord Feng Yin, the four young masters have arrived!"

Feng Yin nodded: "Let them in!"

The four people standing outside the door heard Feng Yin's voice, walked in, and saw three young disciples lying on the ground, and six middle-aged men and women standing aside crying.

Before Fu Gong's parents came, they heard that the person who hurt their son was a young man with a cinnabar mole on his forehead.

So, when they saw Yin Jitian coming in, their faces were like a ghost locked in their lives, and they rushed towards him frantically.

"It's you, it's you who hurt our son!"

Bei Ming quickly pulled Yin Jitian behind him.

The ghost guards in the hall quickly stood in front of Yin Jitian and the others, preventing Fu Gong and his parents from rushing over.

"Get out of the way, I want this brat's life." Yeling's father roared angrily.

Xuanyuan Yu looked at the three young disciples who were injured and passed out on the ground, and raised his eyebrows, secretly surprised.

The three disciples on the ground were all sacrificed to heaven?

When Xia Houlin heard what they said, he vaguely guessed what was going on, and the corners of his mouth curled up invisibly with joy.

Feng Yin frowned when she heard the commotion.

Steward Li has stayed by Fengyin's side for many years, and he knew that Fengyin's reaction was that he didn't like their crying, so he stood up cleverly and shouted: "What's the noise? Master Fengyin is here, and he will definitely give you justice!"

The steward Jingli drank, and his voice became much quieter.

Fu Gong's parents didn't dare to mess around anymore, they could only stare at Yin Jitian and obediently stay aside.

Suddenly, the hall fell silent.

Feng Yin glanced at the three disciples on the ground, and then at Shantiden who was guarded by Bei Ming, and asked, "Santade, are these three disciples really hurt by you?"

Yin Jitian came out from behind Beiming, glanced at Fu Gong, Ye Ling and Huai Ya on the ground, and admitted without changing his face: "I was hurt!"