Master never follows a routine

Jiang Linmu tore off the clothes on his body and threw them on the ground, took Ying Lin's two clothes from the interspatial bag and put them on.

"Ying, Yinglin!" Jiang Linmu spoke, his voice was a bit hoarse and unpleasant, echoing in the cave, which startled himself.

After the footsteps stopped for a few seconds, they became a little anxious.

"I really didn't expect to meet Master here." After a long time, Yuan Jian laughed in a low voice: "That thing is for Master, I don't know how Master uses it?"

"You are..." Jiang Linmu tried to open his eyes wide.

It's Yuan Jian.

No, not right.

"Aren't you dead?"

"Master, it's true. How can I just say that when we meet, anyway, I am also a disciple of Master, so there is no need to treat me like this."

"Do you need me to remind you again of what you did?" Jiang Linmu couldn't restrain the disgust in his eyes.

"Everyone has their own unspeakable secrets..." He seemed to sigh softly, "I'm still very happy to see Master again."

Jiang Linmu felt a chill in his heart. After his rebirth, few people seemed to know. Why did this guy know so clearly?

It's okay to just know that he is still alive. After all, there are still many rumors in the cultivation world that he has ascended and is not dead.

However, not only did he know that he was not dead, but he also knew the situation after he woke up, and even his every move today.

"Master stopped talking again. This thing is not easy to find. I have been preparing for Master for a long time." Yuan Jian laughed softly: "Isn't this all a coincidence?"

"You made the ghost grass?" Jiang Linmu stared at him.

"That stuff is everywhere in the world. It's just that it doesn't have aura. No one in the entire cultivation world knows it. If they want it, I'll get it for them....Why does Master look at me like this?"

"That thing is fake!" Jiang Linmu said with a blank heart, "Just like mushrooms, some are edible and some are not. Although they look alike, they are not the same thing at all!"

Of course I know this. How can the heavens let something so heaven-defying to a monk? "Yuan Jian sneered: "But look, master, those people actually believed it hahaha..."

Jiang Linmu finally understood that this guy used the hands of these two demon cultivators to sell the ghost grass to the cultivation world, and the Millipede vine was something he had prepared to give him a long time ago. Give it to him, if he kills it, he will eat it himself.

It was a coincidence that he found this thing. Even if he didn't come here, he found that he was still alive, and he would definitely find a chance to meet him.

"I didn't expect that I would be able to meet Master so soon. If you don't mind, please come with me!"

"I detest it."

Yuan Jian didn't care at all: "Master was joking."

"I'm not joking." Jiang Linmu said in a word: "After all, your master and I are not easy to mess with."

"If you eat what I give you, you will be stubborn." Yuan Jian smiled: "If you don't believe me, Master, you can try."

Just try it.

Jiang Linmu was going to make a big move.

However, the dantian has enough spiritual power, but it can't hold back anything.

And kinda want to fart.

"Master's body shape has just changed, and the meridians have also changed accordingly. If I am Master, just be obedient and let me help you unblock the meridians." Yuan Jian took it easy.

"Is there any reason for Master to refuse?"

"Yes, because I am your master."

"Master, you can't talk about it." Yuan Jian smiled in a low voice: "Well, if Master doesn't mind, you can follow me to the ghost world."

"I mind."

Yuan Jian seemed to be choked for a moment: "Then I will wrong Master."

Jiang Linmu: "..."

Yuan Jian dragged a person in from outside the mountain, poured his blood and drew a formation, Jiang Linmu refused in every possible way, but was caught by him and entered the ghost world together.

Mountains of knives and seas of blood, thousands of ghosts crying and howling, the sun never sees.

The ghost world is actually similar to the human world. Those who can stay in the ghost world are also human beings, but most of them are wicked or mediocre.

Good people can't stay in the ghost world for long, they will be reincarnated as soon as possible, and continue to suffer in the world until they become evil people.

So once you enter the ghost world, you will be gloomy, depressed, and bloody, but the blood in different haunted houses is terrible, and the ghost world is well managed.

Even too good.

The place Yuan Jian brought him to was a bazaar, where ghost vendors sold candles and paper trinkets, and the seemingly vicious ghosts obediently took out ghost coins to buy them, and the whole street was filled with a sense of peace and harmony.

If it wasn't for the dark fire and the smell of blood in the air, Jiang Linmu would have suspected that he had come to the wrong place.

This is the ghost world?Not to mention the human world, even the world of comprehension is not so good.

Jiang Linmu followed Yuan Jian, and the small traders kept their heads down along the way. He had no sense of presence in front of them as a living person.

"Master, what do you think of this place?"

"Very good, this year's ghosts are quite obedient."

"Of course." Yuan Jian laughed in a low voice: "All the disobedient ones are there."

He pointed to the small hill ahead, and Jiang Linmu squinted his eyes to see, no, it was not a small hill but a big pot!It is tens of meters high, with a skeleton hand protruding from it from time to time.

The mourning province floated into his ears along with the draft that blew from time to time, and Jiang Linmu couldn't help shivering.

"Master, let's go and have a look." As soon as the words fell, there was a wailing sound that pierced through the air, and the vendors and pedestrians on both sides lowered their heads, as if they didn't hear it.

However, Jiang Linmu seemed to have seen the excitement, so he hurried over.

A male ghost sat on the ground in front of him and howled loudly. The seven-foot strong man was wronged like a child weighing two hundred pounds.

Jiang Linmu's head hurt from howling, and he walked over and lifted the corner of his neck: "What's wrong with you? A man, why are you crying?"

"I don't want to die uh uh uh..."

"Ask, who wants to die?" Jiang Linmu interrupted him.

"I still have a wife waiting for me to go home! I still have a four-year-old daughter and a one-year-old son to raise! What will they do if I die?" The stronger man cried more and more sadly.

Jiang Linmu couldn't help sighing, he was pitiful, his wife and children were also pitiful, the world was short, that's about it.

Yuan Jian walked over and glanced at him: "Liu Qiang, a hunter in Xifu Village, died in 856 in the year of Fengfeng."

He froze for a moment, then nodded quickly.

Jiang Linmu frowned, wasn't that two years ago?The efficiency of the ghost world is so low?

Yuan Jian continued: "You went hunting in the mountains and were devoured by tigers."

"That's right, it was snowing heavily at that time, and I didn't expect..."

"After you died, you turned into a ghost. It snowed heavily in winter and the tiger couldn't find food. You went home and deceived your wife and daughter to feed the tiger. The one-year-old child was at home. The firewood burned out and the snow filled the air. You froze to death. "Yuan Jian closed the book in his hand: "Two years later, a righteous man passed by and beat the tiger to death, and your soul was able to enter the ghost world. The memory of the ghost is not remembered because it was controlled by the tiger. But it doesn't matter, you can slowly recall now."

"So, what reason do you have for not wanting to die?"

He sat on the ground in a daze, with his mouth open, as if frozen, but tears welled up in his eyes.

He held his head, and a heart-piercing cry came from his throat.

"There is loud noise in the street, drag it down, and cook it for three minutes."

"Yes!"

Suddenly, two ghost figures emerged from the dark ground, dragging him into the big pot!

"I made Master laugh." Yuan Jian said with a light smile, turning his back on his hands.

"You, you are the ghost king? Are these all your orders?"

"That's right." Yuan Jian continued: "I was the prime minister before my death, and one person was above ten thousand people, and the laws and regulations introduced at that time included these. Even evil spirits are like this, let alone people."

He sighed softly: "If I could have met Ming Jun, the world would have been a prosperous scene long ago, what a pity..."

"Fortunately, I didn't listen to you. You were boiled and tortured after yelling twice in the street. You are more vicious than King Zhou, and the world will collapse sooner or later!" Jiang Linmu said coldly.

"This place is full of evil spirits, who committed a lot of crimes during their lifetime, and being cooked is just a lesson for them—they won't die anyway." Yuan Jian walked forward with his hands behind his back: "Of course, mortals definitely can't, Human nature is inherently evil. Give me a lesson to make me remember. I will not be so harsh. Those who talk loudly will have their tongues pulled out, those who steal will cut off their hands, and those who are lazy will cut off their knees... In this way, they If you live well, you will be kind, honest, and hardworking.”

"absurd!"

"As for King Zhou, a lustful man, how can he compare with me? If I were him, I would first eliminate the influence of others, increase my own army, and punish those who participated in the rebellion." Yuan Jian smiled.

Jiang Linmu shuddered when he looked at him. He looked around, and there was a gauze shop at the end of the street. The door was open, and a woman was spinning yarn in the room. There was blood in the crying eyes.

A pair of child's arms lay on the ground.

"The woman took her little daughter to steal cloth, and the girl who weaved was beaten to death by the creditor because the cloth was lost and couldn't be sold." Yuan Jian glanced at her: "I let her weave here after she died. If you don’t have enough fabrics every day, cut off her daughter’s arms in front of her. Ghosts are good at this, they can’t die.”

Crazy, really crazy.

Jiang Linmu took two steps back, turning his head away from him.

Yuan Jian smiled: "Most of the crimes in this world are caused by them, so why not pay for the crime after death? I know that Master is a kind person, and I have always behaved well to Master, and I dare not be half-hearted... ..."

"Shut up!" Jiang Linmu couldn't hide the disgust in his voice: "What happened to brother and sister Huyu? How innocent is that sheep that you killed! Thousands of people died at your hands. If you want to pay for your sins, Your first crime deserves death!"

"I've already died, hanged for three whole days." Yuan Jian said softly, "I'm all for the common people, if there were no those wicked people..."

"Stop, there are no truly kind people in this world!" Jiang Linmu said: "Good people also eat meat, have you ever thought about the pain of chicken, duck and fish? Even if you don't eat meat, those vegetables...are innocent, they They were bred to look at nature, they were also bred by their mothers hard, but! Those so-called good people ate them, how desperate their mothers should be!"

"But they don't have life..."

"Why is there no life? Look at me, the body is a tree. How dare you say that I have no life? A small flower and a small grass, they will all germinate, grow up, and die of old age... This is the same as human beings! My Plant Protection Association Dissatisfied!"

The author has something to say: I'm sorry, I'm a codewriter with three tools, a mobile phone and a tablet computer, and some chapters will be temporarily stored in the manuscript box... The time setting was wrong yesterday, and I originally wanted to post it tonight...

Hurry up and make up!