On the Evil Consequences of Cultivating Immortals in Reality

Quite an opponent, Wen Chizhou inevitably lost interest, sat back and fiddled with the strings, and responded absent-mindedly.

"Chess pieces are of course only useful when they are needed, and they are just stones when there is nothing to do."

Wen Chizhou pointed at him and said with a smile: "But you are lucky, it happens to be the time for you to go out."

Chen Jingze: "I..."

"Surrender to me, and I will give you real meaning, and you will be like a new life in the future."

With a gentle smile, she couldn't refuse.

Chen Jingze got two extremely contradictory perceptions from Wen Chizhou.

Do you want to betray your hard work and entrust everything to this person in front of you?

"..."

Chen Jingze smiled miserably. Didn't he, who was born for revenge, realize his ignorance when he learned the truth?

Since this person is willing to give himself a new life, so what if he surrenders at his feet, he never had the intention of claiming the throne, from the very beginning, he just wanted to join hands with the one he loves and go back to seclusion.

"Subordinate Chen Jingze, pay homage to the Lord!"

He - bowed his head!

Wen Chizhou smiled.

"Yes, you made the right decision. Next, I will tell you what kind of vortex you are in. This wave is no different from the shallow pool you lived in before. This is a real dark tide on the sea, so be aware."

Chen Jingze did not disappoint him either, and immediately straightened his posture.

Wen Chizhou said warmly: "Among the forces surrounding you, only the Southern Dynasty knows nothing about the existence of the dragon and phoenix jade pendant, so I call it a clown, because it seems to be meticulous in its actions, but in fact it is completely a ghost trick, which is difficult to be elegant. "

Chen Jingze recalled the other party's methods, all of which were brainwashing and control, coercion and temptation, His Highness's evaluation can be described as accurate!

At this time, Wen Chizhou said again: "Chao Wenwu is just a bunch of idiots, maybe they have shocking geniuses, but they are all used to cover their eyes and ears, mistakenly thinking that the world will become a peaceful and prosperous world under their control. For this kind of people, you can completely ignore them. When needed, an army and a few killers can clean them up. Afterwards, they will be labeled as rebellious officials and thieves, and they will not be hired in scientific examinations. It's enough for them to disappear."

"It's not these villains that are really troublesome, but the big thieves!"

"Stealing the world, stealing immortality, and intending to live forever, these characters are the real opponents, heroes."

Having said that, Wen Chizhou chuckled twice, rather smilingly.

"I plan to train you to be his opponent, how dare you?"

Chen Jingze held his breath halfway through hearing it, and didn't dare to say a word to increase his sense of presence, but he didn't want to be pointed out by Wen Chizhou, and directly pointed out how much he valued him.

This kind of attention, Chen Jingze would rather not, he is not stupid, of course he can hear what he is alluding to.

With a wry smile, he said, "Your Highness, don't you want to rebel?"

In this world, the only one who is qualified to steal longevity, immortality and righteousness is that one, the Lord of Dafeng, the supreme imperial power of long live, long live, long live, long live?

Your Highness, you are fooling me into a fire pit!

Chen Jingze looked gloomy: "How can I be the opponent of the king of a country? Please choose another wise man."

Wen Chizhou shook his head: "Don't be afraid, I say you listen first, and then make a decision after listening."

Chen Jingze had no choice but to pay attention to his dissatisfaction in a few words.

Hearing this, he was shocked!

……

Princess Liuying lay down and fell asleep after delivering the news, because the past few days have been troubled, she frowned tightly even in her sleep, as if there were many unresolved worries that made her restless.

In the dream, those visions that were regarded as nightmares reappeared, and the stability of the dream became worse in her trembling sleep talk.

Trapped in this dreamland, Fairy Liuying is lying on a big soft bed like a princess. The wine glass that appeared out of thin air falls into her soft plain hands, and the beaded curtains are hung. The scene is as beautiful as a fairyland and a nightmare scene There is a clear distinction between Wei and Wei.

After taking a sip of the sweet and sour juice, the fairy turned over, her figure became more slender and graceful, and her meaningful eyes often overlooked the girl who looked exactly like her.

After a while, she sneered.

"When will my concubine be bullied like this? Make a fake and make it more refined."

The wine glass in her hand shook slightly, and the silver surface reflected her beautiful face. She thought about the time, counting silently with her fingers.

"How long, how long... I won't be fooled, will I?"

This time, the early opening of the Apocalypse Realm did have many unstable factors, and the Leiyin Mountain found after entering it seemed to confirm this view on purpose.

The several secret realms are all thrilling and harsh, and there are many unspeakable dangers hidden under the sea of ​​icebergs and flames. The wonderland of seven treasures that I entered, even faintly has the shadow of Daluo Jinxian in it.

She was not surprised that she would plant herself, after all, as a semi-finished fairy artifact, Lei Yinshan must have something special.

Her realm can be said to be just entering the Mahayana, and she didn't even have time to comprehend the supernatural powers of the realm. This time it can be regarded as rushing the ducks to the shelves. If it wasn't for accompanying Tan Lang, she would not like to fight and kill others in the secret realm.

And it's been a long time since I met Tan Lang, so there won't be any goblins around him again, right?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling restless, with murderous intent in her eyes.

Anyone who robs my man will die!

The man who stole food broke both legs, and it was enough to save one for life!

Feng Xiao left with the news of Tan Yueze, unaware that his nominal sister-in-law had already planned to commit domestic violence. He was quite happy that he could meet that brother who had been missing for decades.

Speaking of which, his house is also a strange tree in the cultivation world, with strange flowers blooming everywhere.

The father and mother fell in love freely and gave birth to two sons, but they broke up peacefully after their temperament disagreement.

The old mother brought the twins alone to make a living. It was quite difficult. The main reason was that the twins had good qualifications, and it was not appropriate to waste any of them.

It's as if two children in rural areas are required to go to school, and one will feel sorry for the other if they don't go to school.

In the end, the mother gritted her teeth and decided to give up everything, and let the two children go on a fairy road if they go all out!

Her persistence gained a great touch when she enlightened her children for the first time. Both children have superhuman aptitude. It can be said that the future is absolutely promising!

But bad things kept coming after that. First, the ex-husband who broke up peacefully had a new wife. The new wife knew of the existence of the twins for some reason and sent someone to kill the family.

At this time, the mother who had neglected her own cultivation for the sake of her child had to hide in embarrassment, wandering between life and death several times, but she almost lost her life due to a momentary mistake.

As a result, although she barely survived, her realm plummeted, and she couldn't even maintain her youthful and beautiful appearance. She was like a withered old lady in her 80s, bringing two sons who looked like grandsons to make a living.

But after all, he survived, and his son grew up, but before the old man could enjoy his life, the youngest son ran away from home, and after half a day, he brought the heads of his ex-husband, his new wife, and the children they gave birth to over the years to the front of the house. , the old man was taken aback by this scene of death when he went out.

After learning that it was all done by her son, she almost fainted out of breath.

However, the youngest son was extremely disdainful of his biological father, pointing to that head and changing his name and surname, he was calm and did not have the temperament that a normal person should have.

At this time, if a monk passing by didn't take action to teach the youngest son who changed his name to Tan Yueze, the old man might personally ask for the family law, but even so, the son who is long and crooked can't get it.

The monk was kind, and he said that he would take him back to the mountain gate to teach, and strictly guard his mind.

The old man was very old, and seeing that he didn't have many years to live, he had no choice but to agree to the monk.Unexpectedly, the monk was born in the Bodhi Gate of the Eight Treasures, and the youngest son showed extraordinary aptitude as soon as he entered the Buddhist gate.

And the old man who learned all this in the end was dumbfounded.

I don't know whether I should hate the stinky monk for fooling my son into Buddhism, or if my stupid son said he would abandon the door and leave.

In the end, the old man may also be tired, so he simply let go of the education of the eldest son, and only then did Feng Xiao, the ghost, come into being.

But looking at the relationship between the two brothers before, it would be pure nonsense to say that he knew nothing about his younger brother.

One must know that when Tan Yueze made a plate of Stargazing Pie with the heads of his own father and his half-brothers and sisters, he just squatted by and watched.

At that time, he only said one word to Tan Yueze.

"Run faster later, mother will definitely beat you."

It doesn't look normal either.

The author has something to say: These two brothers are really not very normal, but you should have seen the tricks, right?

74. Alley of Burning Corpse Man

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Not long after having a younger brother, Feng Xiao realized that he was a caretaker.

He worried about his mother's body when he was a teenager, and worried about his stinky brother when he became sensible.

The perverse and unruly Tan Yueze always has a way to make his head full, but after all, they are blood relatives, siblings of the same mother, there are two people in the mother's womb, and there are still two people after birth.

It's just two people, it wouldn't be fun without one, wouldn't it?

Even if the stinky brother telepathically answered the conversation beside him.

"Brother, keep working hard, I think you are not far from masochism."

While Feng Xiao was so angry that his heart ached, he still loved him.

Just such a younger brother, what else can he do?

But later, Tan Yueze became more and more troublesome, and he was at the critical point of life and death all day long. He was happy, but it was hard for Feng Xiao, so he tried his best to help him clean up the mess.

When he was hunted down, he sent supplies, and when he was seriously injured, he secretly picked up the corpse and went back. After the injury healed up, he was a good man. When he went back, he would find that that stinky brother was gone again, and the next day he heard that he had abandoned the door and left Qin. The horrifying news that the great Buddha killed the enemy's family.

Feng Xiao also became a Buddha in the end.

He felt that this younger brother was sent by God to torture him, and sooner or later he would lose everything because of this guy.

However, although because of his younger brother, he had some inexplicable expectations for Buddhism, but meeting him here was obviously beyond Feng Xiao's expectations.

Feng Xiao clearly remembered that he asked him about his itinerary, and he said that he was sightseeing in Beihai, and he had no time to come back from Tianqijing.

Now that he was slapped in the face on the spot, he couldn't help wondering why he believed it in the first place?

Fire prevention, anti-theft and anti-brother, hello!

Fatigued physically and mentally, Feng Xiao, who was severely hit by his stinky brother for being a woman, left Fang's house not long ago. In fact, he wanted to return to Xiang Junhua to give a report.

Not to mention anything else, Xiang Junhua is really mean to him!Compared with his own brother, the brotherhood is like water injection.

Just before he acted, Feng Xiao suddenly discovered that the Buddha of the White Horse Temple appeared in Erba Hutong.

Erba Hutong is a place name that only the old people in the capital know well. The forces of all parties tacitly leave this alley behind for what purpose. Based on Feng Xiao's years of mixed experience, he is [-]% sure that this place is not a place for doing good things. !

In fact, he was right.

After several inquiries, he easily learned that this was a place where corpses were burned!

The so-called "burning corpses" is not only a local dialect, but it actually means burning the corpses of people who have committed the most heinous crimes, so that people will not be buried in the ground after death.

However, there is no good person who lives here. It is a compliment to say that they have sores on the soles of their feet and pus on the top of their heads. They can be regarded as heinous crimes by these guys... Feng Xiao guessed what was going on after thinking about it.

After all, the word "betrayal" cannot be separated.

Anyone who has been in the underworld knows that people on this road are not unruly, but too disciplined and ruthless, but they don't easily cross the line.

The so-called boundaries are nothing more than betrayal of brothers.Once such a person is discovered, the original master will definitely punish the traitor severely!

Under the general concept of being buried in the ground, is there any punishment that is more serious than throwing away bones and ashes?

Kill the chicken and show it to the monkey. The death of this chicken will definitely wake everyone up!

If it is in other places, the dirty work of burning corpses is specially carried out of the city by the burners, but in the large land of Chang'an, Erba Hutong came into being.

In the capital, no one dared to bother the iron cavalry of Jingzhao Mansion, because that meant that several layers of skin would be stripped off, and the old men would rub their feet, and they would even laugh and show off their faces.

Places like Erba Hutong are also shameful.

Over time, the big guys tacitly understood that when dealing with traitors or something, throw it in the alley, and a fresh human skin will appear the next day and send it back.

Scary enough, shocking enough, and vicious enough.

In the final analysis, this place belongs to the little people and the wicked. The Buddha, a kind man in cassock, came here, as if two styles of painting collided.

Feng Xiao looked at the delicate and tender Shenxiu Fozi with a strange expression and just disappeared into the dirty alley. There was a thick layer of oil on the stone brick floor. It was hard to tell whether it was human oil or something else. Curiosity Feng Xiao, who instructed to follow up, stepped on it, and the greasy touch made him rub the sole of the shoe disgustingly.

"It's strange, which great monk came to this kind of place to cultivate his body?"

After he glanced strangely, making sure no one was staring at him, he disappeared through the door like a gust of wind.

In order not to be discovered, Feng Xiao used his spiritual power extravagantly.

Under the concealment of the technique, no one would notice his identity, which allowed him to quietly keep a certain distance from Shenxiu without being discovered.

It was a coincidence that the two of them met here, but Feng Xiao looked at him with a strange expression, a strange expression mixed with wanting to laugh and very gloating.

Generally speaking, it means that I didn't expect someone to be so green?Super Plus enjoy!

Based on the connection between Feng Xiao and his younger brother, of course he has heard of a woman from the Liuxian sect who was by his side. The scene of Xiang Junhua helping the trapped female monk in the dream of Princess Liuying.

puff!

Is this a double body that even inherits consciousness and emotion?

So, smelly brother, you are green!

The grass on Liliyuan is green everywhere.

Feng Xiao now regrets that he didn't react back then, otherwise he would have seen the process of Tan Yueze's face gradually turning green.

Sorry sorry.

But this doppelganger is really interesting, right?

It is clear that everyone wants the main body to die, but they are actively maintaining the main body's interpersonal relationship.

To Monk Shenxiu, what is Liuying Fairy?What is that Princess Liuying on the surface?

With the gradual deepening of thinking, at some point, Feng Xiao looked at Shenxiu with a trace of inquiry.

Compared with the young and naive Princess Liuying, this Shenxiu Buddhist disciple is unpredictable.

Because of the stepping in of Erba Hutong, a monk in white clothes caused a wave invisible to the naked eye. The doors of every house were closed tightly, and they only opened a small gap to observe the people coming.

As far as the eye can see, dark eyeballs emerge from various small gaps like ghosts, and with the faded wall background, it looks eerie like a large-scale ghost movie.

In the gusts of cold wind, it seems that some monsters are about to appear.

"Amitabha!"

At this moment, Monk Shenxiu suddenly recited the Buddha's name.

"Shenxiu, a poor monk, I'm here to meet the owner of Erba Hutong. I hope Tanyue will take the time to meet you."

A rustling sound came from every corner of the alley. With Feng Xiao's eyesight, he didn't find anyone.

This place is full of dilapidated houses and desolate people like it has been abandoned for a long time.

Without Shenxiu leading the way, Feng Xiao would never like to stay in this kind of place for a second longer!But because of Shenxiu's mystery, he had no choice but to maintain an invisible posture, quietly in front of an unknown bystander.

See more, listen more and talk less, so that you can live longer.

This is a sentence that Feng Xiao heard from a juggler in the past. He didn't know how long that artist lived, but he has already embarked on a long life, and he has indeed saved many lives because of this sentence.

There are many crises in the world of comprehension that are unimaginable to ordinary people. At this time, if you don't talk too much, you are very sure that you can get out of it.

But Feng Xiao looked around, feeling hairy on his back.

One after another, people who looked like walking corpses came out from behind the doors of the alley. They were dressed in tatters, with cold expressions, and a deadly air all over their bodies.

If he hadn't seen this group of ghosts under the blue sky and broad daylight, he might have suspected that he had come to such a strange place as Fang's underground palace again.

None of these guys look like living people!

Seeing these corpse-like guys continuously appearing from various places, and then blocked in front of him, Shenxiu remained calm.

"Amitabha, the poor monk just wanted to see your masters, please don't make things difficult."

Shenxiu glanced over these unpopular living people, and her gaze rested quietly on an old man sitting on the steps.

This old man also looks like a beggar, with half of his face buried under his fluffy chow-like hair, and the sour smell of yellow soup emanating from a gourd in his hand. Knowing that it is a penny and a bowl of spirits in taverns, it has no taste at all, but drinking it will make you feel particularly refreshed, and it is the only way for poor people to relax.

Feng Xiao followed Shenxiu's eyes and fell on him. He knew the truth that people should not be judged by appearances, but he didn't see anything extraordinary in him.

Doubts arose in his heart, so he decided to take another look at Shenxiu's reason for coming. After all, he was the double body of his own stinky brother, and he would not let it go unnoticed, and there would be a reason after all.

Then after a while of silence, the old man opened his eyelids, and after looking around aimlessly for a while, the old man's eyes stopped on Shenxiu.

Compared with the people present, Shenxiu's style was too special and too clean, as if she was covered with treasures all over her body. It's no wonder that the poor people didn't feel malicious.

"Monk, you shouldn't be here."

A vague voice that seemed to contain thick phlegm appeared with displeasure, and Feng Xiao was shocked when he heard it, and quickly opened his eyes wide to look over.

The old beggar closed his mouth tightly, but there was still that unpleasant voice that kept echoing, which made people's scalp numb, like some kind of monster.

"Erba Hutong is a place where corpses are burned. People here stay with corpses all year round. You are a clean living person. What are you doing here? If you accidentally attract evil spirits, even the Buddha will save you." If I can't get you, get out of here!"

The deep and indifferent voice said in the end that he was still swearing and stern, but the strange thing was that the expression of the beggar old man did not change at all. If Shenxiu was not looking at him, and other people were looking at him, Feng Xiao would doubt whether it was him who spoke.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't open his mouth, and there was no spiritual power flowing in his body... Feng Xiao suddenly thought of the ventriloquist!

Although he is a mortal, he can speak without opening his mouth. People call this ability ventriloquism, and those who can do it are ventriloquists.

The old beggar in front of him seems to be a living ventriloquist!

All real ventriloquists are dumb, so why did Shenxiu find such a disabled person?

More and more doubts emerged, Feng Xiao couldn't help becoming nervous, and kept his eyes on Shenxiu's calm face without blinking.

He had a premonition that what happened next might go beyond his existing way of thinking and lead him to see the truth of this world clearly!

The author has something to say: A large part of the ancient dumb is man-made.

Some people who knew secrets they shouldn't know, survived by luck, but their tongues were cut off so that they could no longer tell the secrets.

Most of the places where this method of secrecy is commonly used are in the palace.

Please comment!It's so boring without comments. If this goes on, I'm going to get depressed again and start cooing.

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

75. Let's make a bet

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The dirty clothes of the beggar old man.

The monks in white are spotless.

These two identities with completely different status are gathered in the same picture at this time, which makes the silence blowing in the wind more intense.

It seems that this is the beginning of a picture of hell with ghosts, and they are depicting the little ghosts howling in the fire.

Inexplicably, Feng Xiao swallowed hard, feeling the chill behind his back.

He has never been a serious person, but the scene in front of him does not allow him to be serious.

The dirty old beggar drove away the Buddhist disciples with an unkind tone. Under his influence, the hostility towards him was barely concealed.

"Amitabha."

At this time, Shenxiu chanted the Buddha's name, "It is the poor monk's fault to let the ghosts give birth to hope, but it is also my Buddha's mercy to cast a spider's thread into hell. The poor monk came here to help everyone in Danyue get rid of the sea of ​​suffering. , not acting lightly."

The old beggar had a cold face, and his indistinct ventriloquist voice became more and more cruel.

"Monk, I have said that there is no one who can be saved here. What are you still insisting on? Since the establishment of Erba Hutong, I don't know how many fools who have no self-knowledge like you have come here. Now they are all skinned by me. Burn it into grease. This alley is a coffin, the earth here is a cemetery, and the people living here are neither human nor ghosts, and they don’t need any Buddha or kindness.”

The ventriloquist bared his teeth and grinned, bloodshot eyes were faintly visible between the teeth, and the haggard and desolate old man erupted with a fierce and fierce aura in an instant.

"Get back!"

"Get back!"

"Get back!"

Following the deafening roar of the ventriloquist, the other walking corpse-like residents suddenly seemed to come to life. They pushed forward, roared at the same time, and drove away the uninvited guest with their blue and white powerful arms.

Seeing this, the old beggar smiled strangely: "Did you see that? Monk, get out!"

"The poor monk won't leave."

The handsome and beautiful Buddhist son gently closed his eyes, sat down cross-legged on the spot, with Buddhist beads hanging on his fingertips, and clasped his hands to chant scriptures.

"That's what I heard. At one time, the Buddha was in the Trayali Heaven, teaching the Dharma for his mother. At that time, in immeasurable worlds in the ten directions, all the Buddhas and great Bodhisattvas, Mahasattvas, who are indescribable and indescribable, all came to gather. Praise Sakyamuni Buddha for being able to speak In the evil world of the five turbidities, I now have inconceivable great wisdom and supernatural powers..."

Not afraid of the oil stains on the ground staining the snow-white monk's robes, not afraid of whether the group of evil spirits in front of him will eat the unsuspecting self, the great compassion in the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Vow Sutra manifests from him.

I don't know if it is the blessing of the Buddha, those fierce residents who look like ghosts can't get close to him anymore.

The beggar looked at the old man begging for help. The old man looked at him coldly for a moment, then sneered, "Why do you care about him? A young and ignorant monk regards hell as the pure land of Buddhism. Just stay there, just let him see what purgatory looks like on earth! You, and you, go to work, and a few more stinking corpses, see if I can't kill you!"

"You idiot over there, go to the intersection and have a look, don't let any unexplained people come here to make fun of the old man!"

……

After some yelling, everyone quickly returned to their respective positions.

The old people opened the doors of their homes, and the young people ran around, carrying heavy coffins to the depths of the alley.

Kong Wu's powerful middle-aged man carried the stone mill to the open space in front of the square.

The women took out their own things and squatted in the alleys to dry.

This scene alone feels no different from other alley scenes, but it should be ignored that the clothes in the woman's hands are human skin, and the stone mill carried by the middle-aged man is to crush the bones and squeeze out the marrow. The coffins that people are responsible for are about to be sent to the "slaughterhouse" deep in the alley...

After a while of observation, Feng Xiao saw that this alley was actually quite hidden.

The straight road leading to the outside world is like the mouth of a gourd. When the air is sucked in, the place becomes bigger and brighter immediately, and the eyes suddenly open up!

If the people who want to live here are replaced by ordinary families, it may still be a treasured place of geomantic omen, but right now it is almost used for raising corpses.

Feng Xiao sighed loudly while looking at it.

After so many years of travelling, his eyesight is not bad, and the most important thing is that he does not lack common sense!

A group of living and dead people have been mixing together for so long, and the yang energy in their bodies has long been consumed. Now it is not the anger of the living that supports them to walk, but the yin energy of the dead!

The yin is also filthy.

Cannibalize human flesh, drink bone and blood, use ashes as smoke and soul as fire, live in coffins for a long time, and create a cemetery for the world.

Forever and ever, the Zombie King will come out of the world!

No matter how you look at the layout here, it is the handiwork of evil cultivators, because the first step in this corpse refinery is to reverse the yin and yang, and turn the feng shui blessed land that is beneficial to the living into a yin world cave for the living.

I don't know who came up with such a skill in this capital. In this environment where spiritual energy is scarce, the zombies who are not in the five elements and do not enter reincarnation are indeed excellent combat power, but...

Feng Xiao's eyes are complicated, is it true that the heaven and the earth cannot tolerate it?

The birth of the Zombie King is a catastrophe for the common people. At that time, God will punish him with thunder and punishment. The mastermind will fall into the endless hell forever. He cannot live or die.

Just thinking about that body sensation makes his hair stand on end, it's hard to imagine that someone would be so overwhelmed.

Wouldn't it be good to follow the righteous path and cultivate immortals honestly?

The sky is big and the earth is big, why are you always doing some shady things?

Why bother?

Yeah, why bother?

In the eyes of Shenxiu, a disciple of the Buddha, everything in this world is so unsightly, it is worthy of my Buddha's mercy and transcendence!

Keeping the palms together until night, and from night to morning, the dew stained the clothes, and the damp and cool covered the bare head.

There was an old beggar who spoke before him, but no one paid attention to him, as if he was a ghost in Erba Hutong. Not only was he not respected in the countryside like other monks, but he was suppressed and ignored without scruple.

To be honest, after watching the whole night, Feng Xiao couldn't see what he was trying to figure out.

This Shenxiu's behavior style is exactly the same as that of his younger brother. If there is any difference, it is that the waves have been reduced by one, the skin has been reduced by one, and he looks like he has taken the wrong medicine by the way.

Well, at first glance, he looks like a serious person, a Buddhist son from a good family, and he is really different from his naughty younger brother who has a girlfriend.

If Tan Yueze was like this at the Eight Treasures Bodhi Gate, those Ninth Buddhas would be able to cry bitterly and thank my Buddha for his mercy!

Feng Xiao, who likes to gossip, looks very idle, but in fact he is indeed very idle.

Shenxiu didn't take any action, and there was nothing to do in Erba Hutong, just thinking wildly.

If he could just turn around and leave like this, but he is not happy!

The virgin's intuition reminded him that this time Shenxiu was going to get involved in Boda, and leaving was not a good choice.This intuitive animal thought carefully, and after thinking about it, he still couldn't survive the domination of curiosity.He stayed and sat quietly with Shenxiu for several days.

Fortunately, this place is extremely cloudy and there are no mosquitoes, otherwise Feng Xiao's delicate skin and tender flesh would be bitten into a fool in a few hours.

Meditate for the seventh day.

The Milky Way above the capital is dim, and the full moon hangs high, but the light is blocked by floating clouds from afar.

In the pitch-black darkness, Shenxiu opened her eyes that had been closed for seven days without warning.

The glazed seal between the brows was shining with the splendor of the Buddha treasure. He got up and moved without warning, which made Feng Xiao terrified.

Feng Xiao: Are you finally going to work? !

Cautiously followed behind him, using spiritual power to eliminate any traces that he might have made, and followed him into the depths of the alley.

Passing through two gourd-belly-like squares, their heading position became more and more deviated, and finally came to a position that was almost the city wall, and Shenxiu stopped.

Feng Xiao stopped and looked around with his head open.

Just at this moment, a gust of cool wind blew away the floating clouds, and thousands of silver brilliance sprinkled the earth.

When Feng Xiao saw the scene in front of him, he could only feel a chill coming from his back, the top of his head was cold, his teeth were chattering, and he couldn't help but staggered backwards.

In front of Shenxiu, there were rows of thousands, tens of thousands of black wooden coffins covered in dust on the ground.

Isn't it just that he didn't go to the ground for peace?

This is simply mixing with living people!

"Amitabha, Shura hell, human purgatory, Tanyue and others have done this, have you thought about the consequences?"

The scene that shocked Feng Xiao didn't seem to frighten Shenxiu.

The buddhist disciple turned around, his eyes were benevolent, and he had the demeanor of a superior man, unconsciously making people ignore his age and appearance of tender skin and tender flesh.

In the darkness, deep in the shadows, the ventriloquist appeared like a bug gnawing on a carrion carcass. His old face was numb and stiff, like a corpse barely alive in the world.

The old beggar said indifferently: "I told you not to meddle in your own business."

Shenxiu looked at him sympathetically.

"The living live in coffins, and the dead live in other people's homes. Forever and ever, yin and yang are reversed. How can you let the poor monk abandon it?"

The old beggar opened his mouth and laughed silently.

"Monk, can you stop the devil who created this purgatory on earth? You can't. It's the nature of you Buddhists to be high and upright. Your Buddha, to put it bluntly, is just your Buddha. He treats us evil ghosts It's useless, it's just clay-based wood plastic!"

Shenxiu smiled lightly: "Tan Yue is willing to tell me this, my Buddha is no longer a clay body and wood sculpture."

"Oh, strong words!" said the old man indifferently.

Shenxiu shook his head, after sitting down for seven days, his body was still clean and glowing, he was out of place in this dark place.

"Don't Tan Yue believe it? Where can I make a bet?"

The old beggar smiled exaggeratedly and said, "Gambling? The old man likes this word. What do you want to bet on? If I don't bet, what can you do?"

Shenxiu: "Of course nothing will happen. This is just a poor monk representing the Buddha in his heart, competing with the devil in your hearts. If the little monk wins, I will help you all to go to the earth! If the little monk loses, I will give you a mere skin. What's the matter, everyone?"

"..."

The old beggar who was talking in one sentence was speechless, staring at him uncertainly.

Shenxiu's generosity made him feel ominous, but he didn't want to give up this rare "corpse".

After sitting quietly for seven days and still not being dusted, this is a rare and good "corpse", and it is not the style of an old beggar to just give up like this.

Gritting his teeth, he made up his mind.

Old beggar: "Okay! What do you want to bet?"

Shenxiu smiled lightly: "Just bet on whether the poor monk can save everyone Tanyue when the next sunrise comes."

The old beggar said gloomyly: "Monk, are you joking?"

Shenxiu shook her head: "The poor monk is not good at being tactful, he always walks in a straight line."

The old beggar laughed in relief.

"Hahahaha - okay, since you are so confident, I will sit here and watch how you succeed!"

"Amitabha, thank you Tanyue." Shenxiu whispered softly, as delicate as a girl, and when she looked at the countless coffins on her fair face, she did not hide the compassion in her eyes, "Amitabha..."

He walked towards the first coffin, moved the heavy coffin lid with great effort, and looked at the sleeping person inside the coffin.

There is a small mole with hair on his forehead, his skin is pale and cold, without a trace of life.

During these seven days, this ordinary-looking young man would often pass by the monk Shenxiu who had fallen and sat on the intersection with his heavy package on his back.

Feng Xiaoru, who sneaked to the side of Shenxiu and looked inside the coffin, thought.

Looks like a dead man!

The author has something to say: I am so sleepy! ! ! !After another eighteen hours of sleep, I am still sleepy. !

76. Being outside the Three Realms

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While he was muttering in his heart, Shenxiu went to open some coffins, and the people inside were all the residents of Erba Hutong who were active around during the day.

Seeing this, Shenxiu couldn't help showing a trace of pity deep in the compassion in her eyes.

"Amitabha."

"Oh, little monk, here you call your Buddha