"Grandma..."
Seeing a group of strange uncles and aunts looking at her, the little girl couldn't help but feel scared. She turned her head and buried it in Miss Bai Zhi's chest.
"It's okay, don't be afraid, come down and walk by yourself."
"No."
"Be good, listen."
Miss Bai Zhi placed the little girl on the ground, her gaze sweeping the crowd, pausing slightly on Li Mumu's face, finally landing on the woman in blood-red clothes, He Dinghong.
"Is the Netherworld Springs open?"
"It's ready."
Miss Bai Zhi nodded and closed her eyes.
In an instant, six pitch-black wings unfurled from her back, almost obscuring the entire sky.
Above her head, a Dharma Form of a three-headed, six-armed Bodhisattva appeared in the void, with two hands forming hand seals in front of its chest, two tearing the dimensional barrier, and two holding an intricately carved vase high.
