The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

Chapter 934: The Buddha’s Birthday (1)

The carriage was heading towards the Palace of Salvation.

Yang Dianfeng’s eyes, ears, nose, and mouth were already spurting blood.

The servant girls of the Jiang family screamed repeatedly when they saw this, and their terrified cries spread far away.

“Someone come, someone come quickly. Young Master Yang is bleeding from his seven orifices.” Everyone screamed.

A thin young man ran out of the Jiang family. He looked about seven or eight years old and looked cultured.

“Brother Pinnacle…” Jiang Huailin hurriedly ran towards Yang Dianfeng.

Jiang Huailin was seven years old now, and he often played with Yang Dianfeng, so they had a good relationship.

As he ran over, Yang Dianfeng turned around.

Jiang Huailin stopped in his tracks.

She looked at him with fear in her eyes.

“You’re not Brother Pinnacle.” Jiang Huailin’s tone was full of certainty, and his entire body was on fire.

He was a weasel that had turned into a spirit, and it was only by coincidence that he had entered Jiang Huailin’s body. To finish this life for him.

He was extremely familiar with the aura of mortals.

At this moment, Yang Dianfeng’s body reeked of gold and silver, and his eyes were bleeding. However, the few traces of aura hidden within it made Jiang Huailin apprehensive.

It was the aura of a god.

The gods could not descend to the lower realm without summoning them.

Those who received the Divine Summoning were specially selected to learn the Divine Sacrificial Technique from a young age.

At this moment, he was in Yang Dianfeng’s body, so naturally, Yang Dianfeng couldn’t bear it.

However, what surprised Jiang Huailin was that if it were anyone else, they would have exploded and died instantly. However, other than bleeding, he seemed to be fine.

Yang Dianfeng looked at him quietly and then closed his eyes.

The moment the god disappeared, Yang Dianfeng’s body fell to the ground.

Jiang Huailin heaved a sigh of relief. As soon as the suppression disappeared, he stepped forward to support Yang Dianfeng, who was about to land.

Yang Dianfeng opened his eyes in a daze.

“I had a dream. I dreamed that I became a golden statue. Many people paid their respects to me. Hahaha, they even called me the God of Wealth…” With that, he fainted.

Jiang Huailin was stunned and looked at him suspiciously.

At this moment, the carriage was speeding out of the capital.

In less than an hour, they arrived at the foot of the Salvation Palace.

The Palace of Salvation and the Guoguo Temple were built on high mountains, so there was no carriage path.

He could only climb up from the foot of the mountain step by step.

Lu Huaijiang pursed her lips tightly. The Evil God said coldly in her mind, “”I advise you not to use power that you shouldn’t use. Today is the birthday of the Arhat, and all the gods and buddhas are looking at the Nation Protecting Temple.”

“Although the Arhat is not ranked in the immortal class, he is in the same generation as the God of Creation and has a great kindness to this world. Every year, there would be gods and buddhas to celebrate his birthday. This world happens to be the world of the Arhat. If I’m not wrong, that woman, the God of Creation, is probably watching from the sky now.”

“And the youth who came to the Jiang family to report just now. This venerable self feels that his aura is not right.”

“Could it be that the woman, the God of Creation, violated the laws of heaven in order to save her son in public?” The Evil God was excited, but Lu Huaijiang did not reply.

Lu Huaijiang clenched her fists slightly. The God of Creation was watching.

He and the evil god’s sworn enemy were watching.

But she was also Lulu’s godmother.

She would save Lulu.

He would definitely save Lulu.

Lu Huaijiang wanted to go to the Salvation Palace, but the Savior was in his arms. Lu Huaijiang turned around and went to climb the Stairway to Heaven outside the Nation Protecting Temple.

The Stairway to Heaven was extremely high, and one could not see the end of it at a glance.

Lu Huaijiang stood at the foot of the mountain, hugging his entire world tightly in his arms.