"It's this Amitabha Buddha again, it's really annoying for you to chant these four words when you have nothing to do!" The robber was furious, grabbed the half-drunk wine bowl, and smashed the little boy on his head and face.

The bowl hit the target and hit the little boy's head, and then the vision suddenly appeared, and his head flashed with a golden light, protecting his skin, and the bowl shattered, but his head was fine.

The robbers were not surprised at all.

They had known for a long time what was so special about this little boy.

At that time, a legend gradually spread in a nearby town, claiming that there was a "holy child" in the town, and this "holy child" had the protection of the gods and could be invulnerable.

After hearing this legend, the robbers were three points curious, seven points evil, and after some preparations, they attacked the town with great momentum and snatched the so-called "holy boy".

In order to verify the authenticity of the legend, the robbers conducted experiments on the spot, and inflicted all kinds of poisonous hands on the "holy child", slashing with knives and burning them.

But no matter what means are used, he can't hurt the "holy boy" in the slightest, and whenever he encounters danger, his body will bloom with golden light.

This "holy boy" is the little boy in front of him, and his parents named him "Shan Jixiang".

After verifying the truth of the legend, the robbers were startled at first, and they thought that the "Holy Boy" really had some out-of-the-earth skills and would punish them.

But later they found out that the "Holy Boy" only had the ability to be invulnerable, and had no other skills, let alone the slightest threat.

To put it bluntly, they can't hurt Shan Jixiang, and Shan Jixiang can't hurt them.

This made them settle down, and simply snatched Shan Jixiang back to the cottage, kidnapped him and took him hostage, and asked those believers who believed in the "Holy Child" to hand in their offerings regularly.

In this way, the holy boy was reduced to a hostage, trapped in a cottage, and had to do all kinds of dirty work every day, and was bullied and humiliated by robbers. The robbers can't hurt him, but they can insult him and torture him!

If an ordinary child is treated like this, he must not be able to bear it, but Shan Jixiang endured it very calmly, no matter what kind of treatment he was subjected to, he was always as calm as water, without any complaints.

When Shan Jixiang himself was bullied, he would never beg for mercy, but when the robbers went to burn, kill, and plunder, he would beg bitterly to persuade these robbers not to do evil, and even did not hesitate to kneel and kowtow for this.

The robbers have done many evils and are vicious and difficult to change, how can they obey the stop of a little boy and still go their own way.

Shan Jixiang, there is another strange thing, that is, he often puts the four words "Amitabha" on his lips, and even he doesn't know what the meaning of these four words is, that is, whenever he feels something, he will naturally blurt it out.

It's as if these four words are innate, and when he speaks, these four words are already rooted in his heart.

Whenever they heard him recite Amitabha, the robbers were annoyed and thought that these four words were very inexplicable and had no meaning. They don't even know how those four words are written.

"I've seen kiln bowls, and it takes several processes to make each bowl, and if you're not careful, it will burn out, so every bowl is precious. You're not just breaking bowls, you're wasting a lot of effort on the part of the craftsman, don't do it again. Shan Jixiang sincerely persuaded him.

"Damn, what do you want to do? Do you really regard yourself as a holy child? How can there be a holy child like you in the world, who eats glutinous food and drinks dirty water all day long, and is called and drunk by us, beating or scolding. You're not a holy child, you're a wreck!"

The robber scolded, and felt unrelieved, so he stood up and kicked and beat Shan Jixiang, venting all kinds of things.

Shan Jixiang's body shone with golden light, which could protect him from harm, but it had no other effect, and it couldn't hurt the robbers who beat people in the slightest.

Shan Jixiang lay on the ground and let others slaughter, and there was only one thing he did, that is, he repeatedly chanted the four words of Amitabha Buddha in his mouth, as if only these four words could warm his heart in the world.

The other robbers not only did not stop them, but also applauded them, treating it as a kind of entertainment to drink with.

Before the robbers had enough, there was a sudden noise outside, and vaguely, someone seemed to be shouting "There are people flying in the sky" or something.

The robbers in the house were surprised, exchanged glances, and got up one after another and walked out of the house.

Most of the robbers in the cottage were looking up, high in the air, there was a man with wings on his back, like a god descending, setting off a cold wind, and exuding a sense of oppression that made all things palpitate, as if the earth was trembling.

The robbers were dumbfounded, the so-called "holy boy" was not a fart, there was nothing to be afraid of, but the figure in the air was really shocking and terrifying.

As for who the person in mid-air is, it goes without saying.

Fan Lang glanced down, not only with his naked eyes, but also with his mind, and soon found the person he was looking for in a room.

Reincarnated Shan auspicious!

He crossed the galaxy and came here in order to find this little boy, so that he could exchange this little boy for one thing he needed, and then use such things to deal with the bloodthirsty tree demon, and they were interlocking with each other, and they could not be missing.

The "natives" above this star are not connected to the universe, and naturally do not understand the lingua franca of the universe, but only the native language.

Fan Lang couldn't communicate with these people in words, so he could only lower his thoughts and communicate directly with his thoughts.

"Shan Jixiang, I'm here to take you away, you are the reincarnation of a high-ranking monk, you don't belong here, I want to send you back to where you really should go. ”

Fan Lang's thoughts descended, covering the entire cottage, and everyone received his thoughts.

People can't repeat his thoughts word by word, but they can understand the meaning of the thoughts, which is the benefit of the exchange of ideas, which can easily break the language barrier.

"Who is the one flying in the sky?"

He spoke, and he actually came to find that Shan Jixiang. ”

"That little rabbit cub is invulnerable, and now a god-like guy is coming to him, could it be that he is really a holy child?"

"This guy in the air looks scary, so give him that little bunny!"

"Hmph, if it's really a holy child, then it's even more valuable, how can you hand it over so easily? at least let him pay a little price. The dignified Holy Child is worth a mountain of gold, right?"

In this case, there are robbers who are greedy, and they are a small village owner among the robbers, and they have a certain weight in the cottage.

The owner of the small village rushed into the house, grabbed Shan Jixiang's neck, dragged him out, and then pulled out a knife he wore with him and put it on Shan Jixiang's neck, although this knife could not pose a danger to Shan Jixiang's life.

The owner of the small village looked up at Fan Lang above and shouted: "Listen to the people above, I don't care if you are a human or a god, if you want this kid, give me a golden mountain!"

Fan Lang was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed instead of being angry: "It's actually blackmailed to my head, I really don't know whether to live or die!"