Am I the one who was wronged?

Hearing the bean benefactor's words, he was always the first to react.

He just wanted to know what his master and Luo Bosi had done in the underworld, and how much trouble they had caused.

Instead of suspecting that the bean benefactor was talking nonsense.

Probably in his heart, no matter what his master did, he would not feel strange.

On the surface, he is a simple, honest and honest monk, but on the inside, he is more willful and stubborn than anyone else.

Ever since he was sensible, he knew that his master, Yuanwu, had too much obsession, and he cut half of the Buddha and demon inside.

He even felt that even if he heard from other people or the news that his master was arrested by the police uncles as a suspect at a certain earth-shattering murder scene, he would not be too surprised.

As the bean benefactor said, it's just going to the underworld with shredded radish, cutting off the river of forgetfulness, it's all a child's work.

Anyway, it's not against the law.

Oh, maybe the rules of the underworld have been violated, but his master and Luo Bosi are still alive.

Those rules can't help him for the time being.

Even if the master of the underworld is itching his teeth with anger, he can only settle accounts after the fall.

After thinking for a while, he took out the iron piece from the bag he was carrying.

Handing it to the bean donor who was wrapped in a black ball and hiding in the shadows, he said in a low voice, "I dug this out from the soil, please take a look."

The bean benefactor raised his head from the shadows, and did not reach out to catch the iron piece.

Looking at him with a strange expression, "Don't you have anything to say about the catastrophe caused by your master?"

Yiyi blinked innocently, "You also said that he is my master, and there is nothing I can do to keep him from getting into trouble."

If taking in an apprentice and causing a catastrophe by being so lawless, it can also be said that it is because the master's discipline is not strict.

If the master wants to get into trouble, what can he do? If the legs don't grow on him, even if he wants to pull them, he can't pull them.

Of course, there is a grievance and a debtor. Whoever caused the trouble should go to whom.

The bean benefactor stretched out his slender fingers and stroked his thin chin lightly, thoughtfully, "There is some truth in saying this, but it's a pity..."

He turned his head slightly and glanced to the left.

He whispered, "Ding Zhao can't reason with you."

This is the truth. He has learned from the unreasonableness of that Miss Ding just now.

Yiyi frowned, and asked earnestly, "Does everyone in City B know about the fact that they cut off Wangchuan?"

It can't be that he doesn't know about it.

Out of nowhere, just want him to take the blame? !

The bean donor reached out to take the iron piece, lowered his head and rubbed it lightly.

While pondering over the pictures and texts on the iron plate, he explained to him in a low voice, "The Wangchuan River was cut off by manpower, and there was a big disturbance in the underworld. The Wuchang people were all trapped by various things, and they couldn't cross the river to and from the human world. Ding Zhao was busy. Let's find out why."

He laughed twice as he spoke, lightly and indifferently.

The voice was lowered, "You know, it's always been the case that ordinary living souls can't go to hell. There's no concrete evidence, but everyone knows it well."

Not to mention that Yuan Wu and Luo Bosi have gradually pushed the ghost control school into a desperate situation over the years. If they are too obsessed, they will soon be entangled in demons and karma. No matter how many scriptures they read, it will be useless.

Just cutting off Wang Chuan, no one else could do it except Yuan Wu and Luo Pusi joined forces.

The mere matter of reviving the soul and going to hell is not something ordinary people can do.

What's more, cutting off the river of forgetfulness will plunge the underworld into civil strife.

The bean donor groped for the iron piece and shook his head slightly.

He secretly sighed, Yuan Wu and Luo Bosi, these two people are really powerful, they are also a bit courageous, they can do anything.

This apprentice of Yuanwu is also really strange.

He raised his head slightly and looked at the young man standing in front of him.

It looks really good-looking, it looks like a jade carving and glass, and its skin is so white that it almost reflects light.

The strength is also really powerful. The huge golden Buddha statue behind him, he was lucky enough to see the real face, and he could be blinded from a long distance.

The real child is loved by the Buddha, and others cannot envy him.

Now that the Buddha's light has been restrained into the body, it is also evil spirits that should not come near.

Thinking of this, he turned his head slightly, and looked at the phantom of the remnant soul behind Yili, "You didn't put together the afterimage behind you? Then why would he follow behind you?"

The little monk is Yuan Wu's apprentice.

In this world, anyone can master the technique of ghost flow, except for the apprentice of Yuan Wu.

Yiyi, "I found it in the bar and followed me back."

Jiang Yu likes to follow him, he can understand.

But why this remnant soul followed him, he was very puzzled.

But he was puzzled and confused, and the remnant soul was unconscious.

Completely ignorant, even the walking posture is very stiff, and I don't expect to be able to communicate normally, so I just put it aside and talk about it later.

Bean Benefactor looked at the remnant soul behind him, and said in a low voice, "This man's soul is so broken, unless his obsession is too deep, otherwise there will be no movement."

Generally speaking, the obsession of the remnant soul either comes from people or things.

The little monk is young and doesn't seem to be entangled with the remnant soul.

So, that leaves...

Donor Bean looked at Yiyi and asked curiously, "Are you wearing something that could attract him?"

They all looked down at their Baina bags.

Following his movements, the remnant soul Bai Ying mechanically turned his head, his eyes following his bag.

In other words, he went through his bag and looked at the contents.

Uh, really.

He has a lot of things in his bag, and he will try again when it is convenient for him to go back.

The bean benefactor looked at his movements and chuckled, "Little guy, you can't be, pick up other people's bones and use them as toys."

Always, "...no."

It's just a joke, so no one will take it seriously.

The bean benefactor smiled and shook his head, then pinched the iron piece in his hand.

Looking at the phantom behind him again, this remnant soul doesn't know where it came from, and the apprentice who followed Yuan Wu must have something to do with the old monk.

He said with a serious expression, "This thing is indeed a means of controlling ghosts, it is a rune specially used to control ghosts, and it is buried in the soil along with the ashes.

The control effect of the rune will be engraved into the ghost's soul. The stronger the ghost is, the stronger the control effect will be. It is as difficult to get rid of as a maggot attached to the bone, which can be described as very insidious.

Judging from the complexity of this rune, the controlled ghost might not be weak. "

As he said that, he couldn't help frowning. If it was normal, there would be fierce ghosts born, and the judge of impermanence from the underworld would come forward to arrest them.

But now that the River of Forgetfulness has ceased to flow, these remaining troubles have to be left in the world.

Besides, Wuchang is now trapped in the underworld, and there are many wandering souls with nowhere to go.

Those are all good fodder to feed the ghosts, and it doesn't make sense to be swallowed up.

No matter how you look at it, this does not seem like a simple coincidence.

The old monk had hunted all his life, but in the end, he was pecked in the eye by a goose, and the person who was charged with ghost tricks made a ruthless plan.

I don't know that he thought so much, but nodded with a heavy heart, "Yeah."

A controlled ghost is not weak.

Before Jiang Yu disappeared some time ago, his strength was only a step away from the Ghost King Realm.

If someone was really manipulating Jiang Yu's back, he would have advanced to become the ghost king a long time ago, which is really a headache.

Donor Bean looked at his expression, pondered for a moment, and suddenly asked, "What does that controlled ghost have to do with you?"

All lowered their eyebrows and whispered, "It's my younger brother."

He looked at the black figure behind the bean benefactor, and sighed softly, "Besides, he is not a simple ghost, he is probably the king of ghosts now."

Bean Benefactor's eyes widened suddenly, and he exclaimed, "Ghost King, how is it possible!"

It can be said that ghost kings are rare to meet in a hundred years, and it is not a time of war, there are a lot of flesh and blood grievances, and they can fight each other to create a ghost king.

People in the underworld don't just eat rice.

There are impermanent walks everywhere, sending souls to reincarnation as much as possible to ensure the smooth operation of the world and the underworld.

Even if the River of Forgetfulness is cut off, it is only a matter of time before it is repaired.

It's not that easy, just make a ghost king.

Yiyi coughed lightly, "...this may have something to do with me."

Bean Benefactor's eyes widened vigorously, looking at Yiyi's eyes, there were two more grudges and estrangement, "What do you mean?"

There is no way, for the fierce ghosts and ghost kings.

Ordinary celestial masters and Taoists can be regarded as ordinary delicacy.

Guisuliu, which signed a contract with ghosts, is the kind of delicacies from mountains and seas, the kind that is fragrant for thousands of miles.

This is also the reason why bean benefactors are willing to help them check the iron pieces, and even acted actively.

The more ferocious the ghost, the greater the hidden danger to him.

If it is the ghost king, it will immediately be upgraded to a hidden danger that will threaten his life.

Yiyi sighed softly, with a heavy heart, and whispered about Jiang Yu in a low voice.

At the end, the bean benefactor frowned tightly, looking displeased.

Seeing him sneer twice, without the warmth just now, he sarcastically said, "That's right, you are worthy of being Yuan Wu's apprentices, you are really born masters and apprentices.

The master has the audacity to act arbitrarily and recklessly, and it is even more serious for the apprentice. He felt that his younger brother was very pitiful, so he stopped Wuchang from being arrested, and even helped someone raise a ghost king. "

Looking at Yiyi with cold eyes, he sneered, "Didn't your Buddha teach you that the world is suffering?! He died pitifully, who is not pitiful! Those who died in his hands are not pitiful!

Do you know, if he is really controlled by others, and if he loses his mind and starts to kill, how many more people will die in his hands? The sin that is like a mountain is as bloody as an abyss, do you think you can carry it? It's a joke! "

Yiyi looked calm, "...he hasn't started killing, so where is the bloody crime?"

The bean benefactor was out of breath, panting and glaring at him, "What's the difference? Tell me what's the difference?! It's all a matter of time. Once the ghost king is born, you won't know how bloody and bloody it will be?!"

Obviously very angry, and did not wait for a reply.

He suddenly raised his voice and asked, "Now that the River of Forgetfulness is cut off and everyone in the underworld is too busy to take care of themselves, just tell me, if the ghost king is born at this time, who can stop him, ah, who can! Can you, Master Yiyi?"

Yiyi frowned and opened his mouth, wanting to say of course I can.

Stopping and chanting a sentence of Buddha first, "Amitabha."

Put your hands together, lower your eyebrows and whisper, "This matter is obviously manipulated by someone behind the scenes. The birth of the ghost king is inevitable, and it has nothing to do with the uncle."

Donor Bean was already in a bad mood, so if he stopped helping his uncle like this, it would be like adding fuel to the fire.

Immediately, he was furious, "Why has nothing to do with him?! Of course he has to clean up the mess he caused, maybe he still wants to shirk responsibility."

Liao Ting looked calm, unmoving like a mountain, "The benefactor's words are wrong."

Bean Benefactor stared hard, wishing to turn his eyes into knives and pierce many holes in Liao Ting's body.

Liao Ting looked at him calmly, his eyes were as calm as an ancient well.

The two stared at each other for a long time, but in the end the Bean Benefactor was defeated.

I was so angry that I was dying, my chest was heaving violently, "You just protect him without thinking! When he makes big troubles in the future, I see if you want to protect him with your life.

None of the monks in your Tuyuan Temple is a good thing! "

After being scolded for a while, he didn't even think about refuting, it seemed to be a tacit agreement.

I don't know which sentence I recognized.

After a moment of silence, he asked in a low voice, "Now that we have found some of the ashes and runes, is there a way to seize control of Jiang Yu's soul, or find out where Jiang Yu is, and stop him from doing so? evil."

A ghost king who is controlled by people and is insane.

Compared with a ghost king who has self-awareness and doesn't like killing very much, everyone wants to face the latter one more.

The benefactor was still angry, and refused without thinking, "I can't help it! Get the hell out of here!"

He stopped and looked at him, and asked carefully, "Is there really no way?"

The bean benefactor huffed and remained silent.

He paused and nodded, and said in a low voice, "Okay."

As soon as he said that, he made a gesture to leave, not planning to entangle too much.

As soon as he turned around, he was hit hard on the back by a glass.

Along his broad back, the glass quickly rolled down to the ground, and the broken glass splashed in all directions, making an ear-piercing sound of "crashing".

Bean Benefactor turned pale with anger, pointed at him and scolded, "Aren't you stupid! It's your fault if you say a few nice words! Ask me for help, and you won't send a few soft words, you What kind of attitude!"

Stopped being smashed, just like nothing happened.

Turning around slowly, looking at the benefactor with calm eyes, "The matter of the ghost king is not the fault of the uncle, even if there is no uncle, Jiang Yu will still become the ghost king when he should become the ghost king.

Even if there is no Jiang Yu, there will still be other ghost kings. Those people have been planning for a long time, how can they give up easily, and my life was saved by my uncle. The fate is returned.

I don't feel bad, why are you angry. "

He was probably trying to comfort the bean benefactor so that he would not be angry.

As a result, Donor Bean became even more angry when he finished speaking, his face flushed instantly, he panted heavily, and cursed loudly, "Get out of here!"

After a pause, "...Okay."

He really couldn't understand Dou Benefactor's moody temper, and secretly thought that people in Guisuliu were like this.

He didn't intend to quarrel with the bean benefactor, so he turned around quietly.

You are so willful that I am too lazy to tell you more.

The bean donor was so angry that he kicked the table hard, making a loud noise.

The black figure behind opened his eyes, bright red like a sea of ​​blood, staring at them for a moment, eerie and terrifying, obviously extremely angry.

The commotion was so loud that people around looked at it one after another.

But when he met those red eyes, he staggered his eyes in a panic.

The owner of those eyes is a well-known evil spirit in City B.

I can't afford it, I can't afford it.

In the eyes of everyone who couldn't avoid it, Ding Zhao walked over slowly, supported by Ding Yao.

He asked with a smile, "Who made Master Dou angry?"

The intention of provoking trouble is particularly obvious, without any concealment.

It's a pity that Master Dou is not an idiot, and he has a very bad impression of him, so he rolled his eyes at him and cursed coldly, "None of your business."

Seeing this, Zhao Ran reached out and tugged Yiyi's sleeve.

He lowered his voice and asked, "Uncle, what is the origin of this Master Dou, who dares to talk to Ding Zhao like that."

Yi Yi said, "...I dare too, who would be afraid of Ding Zhao?"

However, he is an excellent young man who respects the old, loves the young, and is kind to others. He is just unwilling to make things difficult for others.

Hey, this is nothing to be proud of.

He explained to Zhao Ran in a low voice, "The famous fierce god in City B, did you see the black shadow behind him, an old ghost who has been counting for 300 years."

It is only one step away from the Ghost King Realm. After Master Dou dies, the old ghost will be promoted to Ghost King smoothly.

In the entire city of B, there are very few people who dare to provoke this person and ghost.

Ding Zhao may dare, but he will not and will not offend easily.

After all, people who work with ghosts all day long have a particularly bad temper, and it is better not to provoke them. This is the consensus of the entire metaphysics community.

Being confronted face to face by Master Dou was nothing more than a change in expression.

Soon he came back, pulled Ding Yao and introduced with a smile, "This is my granddaughter Ding Yao, A Yao, this is Master Dudou, according to your seniority, you have to call him Uncle Dou."

Master Dou was furious just now, and there was nowhere to vent his anger.

Wen Yan squinted his eyes, looked at Ding Yao wantonly with disdain, and snorted coldly, "It looks like I'm in my 20s, I'm so old, you want her to call me uncle, you are deliberately shortening my lifespan .”

Ding Zhao's face was stiff, and he was slightly displeased.

Ding Yao has been pampered since she was a child, and she has no fear of the fierce bean master that her grandfather called.

With a cold expression on his face, he stared at him indignantly, "Do you think anyone would call you so rare, that you deserve to be my uncle with your inhuman appearance?!"

Yiyi smiled lightly and glanced at Ding Zhao.

As expected, that old face was twitching unnaturally.

The colors are even more colorful, like an overturned paint tray, mixed on the face, it is really beautiful.

Looking at Master Eyed Bean again, half of Faced Bean was hidden in the shadows.

His expression was obscure, but his eyes were gloomy, and his voice was light and light, "Really, little girl, do you know what it means to be neither human nor ghost, how about I let you see it?"

Ding Yao was frightened by his eyes, like being stared at by a poisonous snake.

Quickly hide behind Ding Zhao with a pale face, not daring to speak again.

Ding Zhao stretched out his hand to protect her, and smiled with Master Dou, "Ayao is young, innocent, and speaks without restraint. Master Dou has a lot of adults, so don't be fussy like a child."

Tsk, you are allowed to swear at others, and you are not allowed to care about others.

It's really domineering, worthy of being grandparents, unreasonable in the same strain.

Zhao Ran raised his eyebrows and smiled, fearing that the world would not be chaotic, "Yes, she is just a brat in her 20s, how can others care about her."

Ding Zhao glared at them fiercely, trying to kill with his eyes.

But soon, he was not in the mood to pay attention to Zhao Ran.

Master Dou sneered directly, and said lightly, "I'm sorry, I'm small-minded, and I like to be fussy. You'd better tell your precious granddaughter to be careful."

Ding Zhao's face was not good-looking, and he frowned, "Why bother, now that Wuchang has disappeared collectively, we have lost contact with the underworld, the situation is very urgent, do we still have to fight here.

If you and I fight, the end result is that both sides will suffer. This kind of critical moment is really unnecessary. "

Zhao Ran clasped Yiyi's arms and talked a lot, "Wow, what a good-sounding reason, is it because of this that she doesn't have to apologize for scolding people? Could it be that in the eyes of Vice President Ding, your granddaughter scolded Master Dou?" Is your behavior right?"

Hey, isn't it just picking things up, who wouldn't know that.

Still want to see our jokes, what does your own granddaughter look like, don’t you have any points in your heart? !Zhao Ran smiled triumphantly.

Not surprisingly, Ding Zhao glared at him again.

Zhao Ran hurriedly hid behind Yiyi, pretending to be weird and shouting, "Oh, Vice President Ding, don't bother with me, I'm just a child, please protect me, uncle and uncle, I'm so scared of."

All in all, "..." is really a treasure.

However, being teased by Zhao Ran like this made him feel much better.

Smiling slightly, he cooperated with the acting, "What are you afraid of, Vice President Ding has a lot of people, and he certainly won't care too much about a child like you."

This is what he said just now, and blocked Master Dou's mouth.

Ding Zhao stared at them angrily, he was overwhelmed with calculations, but he couldn't show it.

The breath was held in his stomach, until he blushed and his neck was thick, and he couldn't care about the image of the vice president at all.

Zhao Ran was still a little afraid of him, but with the support of his uncle, he was not afraid anymore.

He proudly crossed his hips and stared back, staring and staring, who is afraid of whom.

Master Dou looked at Ding Yao, the corners of his mouth curled up, "There's no need to apologize."

It's half a smile, and I don't know what's going on in my mind.

Ding Zhao thought he was persuaded, and he was slightly relieved.

His expression eased, and he looked at all of them, "Just now, Ayao was trapped by a ghost tree, thank you for your help, I prepared a small gift, please accept it."

He gave Ding Yao a look and signaled her to take out the things.

Ding Yao's face was pale, not daring to look at Master Dou's face.

He took out a small dark green brocade box and handed it to Yiyi. He was a little reluctant to give it out, and there was still some resentment hidden in his expression.

He muttered in a low voice, "This is a white jade talisman pen that has been enshrined in our Ding's family for many years. It is priceless and precious. There is nowhere to buy it. It is really cheap for you."

They all chuckled, "No matter how precious it is, how precious is your life, Miss Ding?"

Ding Yao stared at him forcefully, wishing to kill someone with his eyes.

I don't know what use this person is, but her grandfather wants to give away such a precious white jade talisman pen!

It was a spirit weapon that she had been pestering for a long time, and her grandfather was reluctant to give it to her.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, the tighter he was holding the brocade box.

Since he really didn't want to give the things away, Ding Zhao reminded her in a low voice, "Ayao! What are you doing?"

With a dark face, Ding Yao stuffed the brocade box containing the talisman pen into his hand, turned around and trotted away.

Ding Zhao accompanied him with a smile, as if he wanted to thank them very sincerely, "Children are still ignorant, please bear with me."

Without saying much, he chased Ding Yao away.

Zhao Ran came out from behind Yiyi and looked at the brocade box in his hand.

The expression was a bit strange, and he was very puzzled, "Didn't he say that he wanted to trouble us, why did he give us a gift, and suddenly he was so reasonable?"

If this unreasonable person suddenly becomes reasonable.

It must not be because of any great enlightenment, but something behind the scenes, the so-called doing nothing to be courteous, either rape or steal.

Zhao Ran looked at the brocade box in his hand, just like looking at a poisonous snake, the creepy kind.

Sincerely put forward a suggestion, "Or, let's just throw this thing away."

They all shook their heads, "Don't throw it away, what kind of evil can't be suppressed by your uncle?"