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This...how can this be good!

I heard that 20 people have died, and the six Ding Liujia and the eighteen guardian Jialan are like being struck by lightning.

He could only look at Su Xun for help.

Twenty people died, and in general, it was nothing to them.

But this is not the general case!

Since the above only asked them to protect these five hundred people, it must have its own reason.

For example, maybe some of the five hundred people were reincarnated by gods and Buddhas in the sky, or they were related to gods and Buddhas in the sky, or maybe they were all eminent monks who were destined to cultivate and return to Lingshan in the future.

All in all, those five hundred people didn't deserve to die, but they died because of their dereliction of duty.

And let alone twenty dead, even if only one died, once they were known by Guanyin Bodhisattva, they would not be able to eat and walk around.

Hey, buddy, there's no need to be so afraid. Then you can throw the pot to Brother Monkey and say that Brother Monkey killed the twenty monks.

Zhu Bajie hummed and said his own idea: Brother Monkey is a lawless commodity, plus he is indispensable for the westward journey, even if the Bodhisattva is angry, it will only be a small punishment at most.

The idea is simple and can be summed up in one sentence: the favored is always fearless.

It is impossible for Guanyin Bodhisattva to severely punish Sun Wukong for delaying the study of Buddhist scriptures for the sake of twenty dead monks, so he can only choose not to pursue it.

Su Xun glanced at Zhu Bajie, and sure enough, the experts were right, pigs are very smart creatures.

However, there were still loopholes, so he said, Bajie's plan is not right. What if the Bodhisattva went directly to the underworld to invite the dead souls of those twenty people to ask each other?

This... I don't know how long they have been dead, maybe they have already been reincarnated. Zhu Bajie said.

Sha Wujing said angrily: Second Senior Brother is confused, even if the twenty monks have already reincarnated, the cause of death must have been recorded by the King of Hell.

You idiot, you are really stupid like a pig, you haven't thought far enough ahead of Junior Brother Sha. Sun Wukong jumped, hehe smiled, and scratched his ears with his claws.

Zhu Bajie snorted: This is not good, that is not good, what else can I do?

Please teach me the elders. Liuding Liujia and Eighteen Guardian Jialan looked at Su Xun eagerly.

Su Xun pondered for a moment: Wukong, go and inquire again and see how long those monks have been dead.

Reincarnation is a big project, so many people die every day, and there are few underworld staff.

So reincarnation also has to queue up.

As long as the time of death is not long, then it is still too late to go to the underworld to find the 20 dead souls resurrected.

After finding the soul, force the memory to be modified, and then revive it again.

Master, if there is anything else, you can finish it at once, my old grandson is also annoyed by running back and forth. Sun Wukong jumped irritably to get in front of Su Xun.

Su Xun smiled and said, You monkey head, have you ever treated you badly as a teacher, so you're impatient to do something?

Hey, Master's words are serious, my old grandson is going, and I'm going. Sun Wukong's voice fell, he jumped up, jumped on the cloud head and disappeared.

After a while, he again turned into a Taoist priest to talk to the monks who were still alive.

Master, why are you back again?

Seeing Sun Wukong leave and return so quickly, the monks were a little worried. Could it be that the Taoist who came from afar is coming to make things difficult for me?

Before, Sun Wukong turned into a Taoist priest to ask them about it. The monks were afraid of being bullied by the Taoist priest. Naturally, they did not dare to hide it.

The previous masters said that 20 monks died recently. I don't know how long they have been there. Pindao is also somewhat related in the underworld. It is fate to meet each other. They should find a good place for their reincarnation in the next life.

Sun Wukong bowed his head, holding a whisk in his hand, and he really looked like that.

Hearing this, the monks were very grateful. After all, they had never met a Taoist priest as good as Monkey King in this Chechi country.

Dare to teach the Taoist priest to know that the first twenty of our sects have been driving for more than a month, and at the latest the day before yesterday, the poor monk thanked the Taoist priest for them.

After hearing the news he wanted, Sun Wukong left and told Su Xun about it.

The earliest one has just died for a month, so there should be no arrangements for reincarnation, so there is still time, please wait for me here, and go to the underworld for the teacher.

Sun Wukong said, Master, this disciple will go with you. That Old King of Hell is also a bully and afraid of hardship. You need to give him some color to cooperate.

No need, it's just a matter of how the monks fight and kill, just go alone for the teacher.

He doesn't like Buddhism, and he doesn't want to save the monk, because what's the difference between that and the enemy?

But think about it from another angle, isn't he not a capital enemy by turning those monks into his own?

What's more, Liuding Liujia and Eighteen Guardian Jialan are now his younger brothers, so he can't wait for death.

Otherwise, people will be scattered, and the team will not be easy to lead.

Moreover, he was going to go to the underworld.

The reincarnation of the six realms is very important and can't be taken away now, so it's okay to draw some water from the Wangchuan River first, the Wangchuan River in his small world is too shabby.

Thank you for your kindness, elder. Liuding Liujia and Eighteen Guardian Jialan were really moved, and they felt that they had to follow Su Xun with determination.

Su Xun said: You should go and live with the remaining monks now, lest they die again.

Liuding Liujia and Eighteen Guardian Jialan suddenly woke up and hurriedly retired.

After Su Xun instructed Sun Wukong and the others not to enter the city for the time being, he went to the underworld alone.

Stop, Yinsi Underworld, Yangren stop!

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the ghost gate, he was stopped by the ghost general guarding the gate.

The living and the dead are two worlds.

The dead can't go to the underworld, and the living can't go to the underworld either.

Su Xun folded his hands together, with a smile like a spring breeze on his face: Amitabha, a poor monk from the Great Tang Dynasty in the East, and the monk Tang Sanzang who came to the West to learn scriptures, needs to see the King of Hell because of important matters, and I would like to inform you.

It doesn't matter where you come from as a monk, how can you see the King of Hell whenever you want?

That's right, go where you come from, and then dare to fight a bull and arrest you to be punished!

The ghost generals are not accommodating, and their words are fierce. After all, they don't know about the westward journey due to their rank.

Amitabha, the ancients said that the King of Hell likes to see little ghosts and is difficult to deal with. It seems that this is really the case.

Su Xun chanted the Buddha's name, Mad, pretending to be a monk for a long time has become poisoned, and this sentence has almost become his mantra now.

Hearing these ironic words, the gatekeeper was instantly blown up.

The monks from one room dared to mock them, which is simply outrageous.

How courageous! Where is the left and right, take him to prison!

The two Yin soldiers obeyed the order and went forward to arrest Su Xun.

Su Xun didn't resist, because he suddenly thought of an easier way to let the King of Hell compromise.

Originally he was going to use violence.

Now it seems that I am afraid that it can be solved in a civilized manner.