The starting point is 900 million. What’s wrong if I drag it a little bit?

Looking at the fashionable monk in front of me wearing a sutra leather jacket and wearing Chelsea shoes.

Ouyang's brain shut down for a second, and then he heard the words that the kind-hearted aunt who often asked him quietly at the train station.

Ouyang doubted for a moment whether he was really dead.

Is there still such activity in the underworld?

Is this something that an innocent male high school student who has just turned eighteen can hear?

Ouyang took a small step back, looked at the monk in front of him warily and said, "No, Master, who are you?"

"Me? Huizhi! Senior brother!"

After Huizhi said this, she looked at Ouyang who looked confused, and then realized that the Ouyang in front of her had probably lost his memory.

That's right, after walking through the Huangquan Road and crossing the Wangchuan River, the connection with the past life was severed.

As long as you are not a saint, you will never be able to escape the path of reincarnation.

I originally thought that senior brother would be the same as before, entering and exiting reincarnation would be like returning to his own home.

It's a pity that in a million years, the senior brother must have exhausted all his talents. What he wants to see is the senior brother who has hidden in the world, not the living beings who are going to be reincarnated now.

It's a pity that I don't know when I can listen to my senior brother's teachings again!

Under Huizhi's infinitely regretful gaze, Ouyang felt shuddering.

You can tell at a glance that this monk doesn't look like a serious monk. He shouldn't be dragging him to discuss Buddhist scriptures in the middle of the night, right?

Huizhi turned sideways to make way for him, and said softly: "I have admitted the wrong person, please give me the gift!"

"Is Master waiting for someone?" Ouyang asked cautiously, looking at Huizhi whose expression turned expressionless.

Huizhi clasped his hands together and replied softly: "Lord Amitabha, we are also in the heart of the young monk and the heart of the donor!"

Hearing Huizhi's words, Ouyang felt horrified in his heart.

Damn, it looks like he might be an enlightened monk!

Because I don’t understand what I’m saying!

When Ouyang heard Huizhi's mysterious Buddhist words, his face suddenly became serious. He clasped his hands and asked Huizhi, "May I ask, Master, where is this place and where should my brother and I go? "

"This is the underworld. Over this mountain, the donor will go where he should go!" Huizhi answered, but his eyes fell on Ouye who was behind Ouyang.

Huizhi felt a throbbing in her heart for this young man who looked very similar to Ouyang.

This son is destined to be my Buddha!

Huizhi's eyes moved slightly and she said, "I wonder if the donor behind the donor could stretch out his hand and let the young monk have a look?"

Although he felt that the composition of the monk in front of him was very complicated, he clearly had the temperament of an accomplished monk. Ouyang pulled Ouye out from behind.

Seeing Ouye looking at him suspiciously, Huizhi gently raised his hand and said, "He is a man of great blessings. This fate is wonderful!"

A bit of Buddha's light flew out of Huizhi's hand and landed on Ouye's palm.

A golden Buddhist swastika appeared on Ouye's palm.

Although he didn't know what the monk gave his brother, Ouyang still pulled Ouye to thank the monk.

Huizhi stood there like a sculpture, no longer paying attention to the two of them.

When Ouyang, Ouye and Huizhi said goodbye and walked towards the mountain.

Huizhi, who was standing there, looked at the backs of the two people quietly, sighed slightly, shook his head, and disappeared from the spot.

There is only one quiet path in this high mountain, lined with tall trees, and this path seems to be made of iron.

When you step on it, you can even feel the chill coming from the iron piece.

All the way up, Ouyang and Ouye walked very fast, and soon there was a thumping sound in their ears.

After turning a corner and changing his vision, Ouyang pulled Ouye to stop where he was.

Because Ouyang saw that the road ahead was not the so-called iron sheets, but sharp blades!

Every step is filled with gleaming blades.

And a middle-aged man with colorful hair on his head was in front of the two of them, punching the blade under his feet into a curved step.

Only then did Ouyang realize that the mountain in front of him was clearly a mountain of blades.

The reason why the two of them walked so easily was because Brother Shamate was here to carry their weight forward.

But it was obvious that the middle-aged man's smashing speed was not as fast as Ouyang and Ouye's walking.

Not long after, Ouyang and Ouye walked to the middle-aged man.

Ouyang pulled Ouye and said sincerely to the colorful middle-aged man: "Brother, you are a very nice person. I don't know which black-hearted developer contracted this underworld project. The steps are equipped with razor blades. Isn't this a bad conscience?" !”

Facing Ouyang's complaints, the middle-aged man paused while beating the blade, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer.

Ouyang touched the blade in front of him with interest, reached out and knocked it. The sound of metal coming from the blade made Ouyang's heart skip a beat.

Turtle, the strength of this blade is almost as strong as that of alloy rebar, right?

This big guy in front of me can bend the blade with his hands?

Moreover, the mountain road he walked through was probably made by this big man with his bare hands.

That’s really outrageous!

Ouyang's eyes lit up, he smiled mischievously at the middle-aged man and said: "Brother's method of smashing steel bars with his bare hands really makes me admire him. Can you teach us two brothers how to do it in the future?" Is there any defense method?"

When the middle-aged man heard Ouyang's words, he stood up, looked at the green shirt in front of him with red eyes, and said in a choked voice, "You want to learn?"

When Ouyang saw the middle-aged man with red eyes, he thought to himself, maybe the black-hearted developer he just mentioned was the murderer in front of him. Looking at the red eyes, if he used his fist to knock the blade, he would do it to him. If you give it a try, you won't need to be reincarnated.

Ouyang took a step back suddenly, swallowed, and said with a forced smile: "If I feel embarrassed, don't learn, I will just ask!"

The eldest brother Xiao Feng looked at, held back his tears and coughed. He didn't want to lose his composure too much, so as not to scare the current eldest brother. He slightly raised the corners of his mouth, showing what he thought was a kind smile and said: "There are some things on this road. It’s difficult to walk, please wait for me for a moment, and I’ll let you walk on this road safely!”

Although I don’t know why the old man in front of me is so enthusiastic, but since someone is building the road for free, it’s not a big deal to wait a little longer.

Ding Ding Ding!

Rapid knocking sounds sounded, and the mountain began to shake, and there was a shower-like knocking sound.

When a nondescript Taoist priest wearing a cassock and a Taoist crown stood in front of him, took out a crystal ball and said that he would experience a different kind of great health care.

Ouyang was confused and felt that everything here was very strange.

First there was the big toad, then the cyber monk, then the old man hammering the blade with his bare hands, and now this strange Taoist priest holding a crystal ball.

"If this were the underworld, I always feel like everyone here has a weird style of painting!"