After I was reborn, I became the richest man in the underworld

Shishui Hall is the punishment hall of the Bu Er Hall, and disciples who make mistakes will be sent there for confinement.

There are eighteen stone statues of arhats enshrined in the hall. These stone arhats have a skill that makes all the children frightened.

The disciples who are imprisoned will confess all their crimes and receive punishment in front of the arhat. The eighteen-stone arhat will chant scriptures and educate them according to the size of the mistakes and the depth of the crimes made by the disciple.

If it's just ordinary chanting, of course there is nothing to be afraid of, but the sound of these stone arhats chanting will penetrate the heart, like a magic spell, until the student completely wakes up and lets go of his obsessions.

Some people were released within an hour or two, while others took several days.Zhou Nan was imprisoned for three days, and now he feels palpitations when he thinks about it.

Therefore, the longer the confinement period, the deeper the person's obsession.

But in memory, he was the one who made mistakes and was punished in the past. Mu Xi almost never made any mistakes. How could he become so frequent now?

"What did he do wrong? To be locked up for so long?"

Zhou Nan fell into deep thought, almost talking to himself.

But Su Yushi still heard it, and asked in surprise: "Eleventh Young Master, do you...know about Shishuitang?"

Realizing that he was acting too familiar, Zhou Nan withdrew his expression: "Leave me alone, take care of your brother."

"But senior brother is in Shishuitang, and others can't get in at all..."

"You mean, he was in confinement, and you never visited him once?"

"Eleventh Young Master, don't you know that Shishuitang is a place with a strong barrier, and those who are not confined can't get close at all."

Zhou Nan was very angry.

very angry.

He felt that Su Yushi was just a white-eyed wolf, to be so indifferent to Mu Xi.

He originally wanted to drive the two away quickly, but now he changed his mind and ordered Tang Ke: "Today's training is not over yet, keep hanging upside down."

"Still... still hang up?"

"It's okay if you don't hang up, don't come to me again."

"I hang up!"

Tang Ke was young, but he was born with the ability to observe words and emotions. Hell, Eleven Young Master's eyes were on fire, and he didn't dare to say much, so he jumped up a tree with a grunt.

Su Yushi was not very smart, and wanted to intercede: "Young Master Eleven, it's so late, why not just..."

Zhou Nanyin lowered his face: "You go too."

"Ah? Where to go?"

"I won't come back, don't come down."

Under Zhou Nan's gloomy gaze, Su Yushi was also hung upside down on the tree.From a distance, it looks like a small sloth and a big sloth.

After hanging up the sloth, Zhou Nan turned and walked towards Shishuitang.

Shishuitang is located on the back mountain of Buer Hall, with deep winding paths and dense barriers, in order to prevent idlers from entering by mistake.

That place was rarely visited by people on weekdays, so he was not afraid of being seen, so he rushed over directly.

Unexpectedly, I met a monk patrolling the mountain on the road.

Seeing him face-to-face, the monk stopped him and asked, "Which mage are you a disciple?"

It was only then that Zhou Nan remembered that it was time for night patrols, and the Bu Er Temple was heavily guarded. Night patrols were always careful, and every remote corner would be checked, and anyone who behaved suspiciously would be interrogated one by one.

Make up an identity?

But he had long forgotten the names of the other mages, and only remembered Baimei and Wuyi who spoke the most in the hall today.Baimei has many disciples, maybe this one is in front of him.

As for no clothes, bah!Who wants to be a dog's disciple.

However, there seems to be no other way.

Zhou Nan lied and became the dog's disciple: "I am a disciple of Master Wuyi."

When the mountain patrol monk heard this, his face changed, and he suddenly took two steps back, and drew his sword to point at Zhou Nan.

"Lie! When did Master have a disciple like you? Tell me, who are you?"

"Oh? It turns out that you are Wuyi's disciple, no wonder your brain is not bright enough." Since it was impossible to hide the truth, Zhou Nan could only use his tricks, "Let me tell you, the most annoying thing about my master is your master. Those little tricks behind your back , be careful to see the light and die."

The mountain patrol cultivator thought for a while, then suddenly realized, and angrily scolded: "You are the disciple of Master Baimei? You are so brave, you are talking nonsense! You will be punished if you run to the back mountain after the unitary hour! Go back and see Master!"

Wuyi used to wear small shoes for him in his previous life, and always wanted to expel him from the sect so that his son could be reused.But at that time, because he was dependent on others, and he was bound by etiquette and seniority, he couldn't fight back properly.

It's different now, he has nothing to do with the cultivation world, he can be as arrogant as he wants——

"No matter how courageous I am, I am not as ambitious as your master. You can arrest me today, and we will go to see the master together, so I can tell Master Mu that your master wants to let his son sit in the future young master. You have done some nasty things in private. You are all accomplices, right?"

"Nonsense, what is the throne of the young master! It's the deputy seat..."

"Tsk tsk tsk, you said this yourself. Second seat? If I remember correctly, head Mu should prefer Mr. Su for the future seat of the second seat, right?"

Only then did the monk patrolling the mountain realize that he had slipped his tongue, and he was confused for a moment, his eyes rolled around: "You are talking nonsense! You...you...don't spout blood! You have to show evidence for what you say!"

"Yo, are you in a hurry? Then you have to go back and report to your master, tell him that everyone knows about these things, and let him thoroughly investigate his disciples. It will be difficult to deal with spies."

"I won't be fooled by you!"

"Then let's confront the mages face to face."

The monk who patrolled the mountain believed it was true, fearing that he would be caught and confronted, so he fled hastily with a guilty conscience.

Zhou Nan dismissed the obstacles, and finally came to Shishuitang.

He knows how to deal with Shishuitang's barrier. When he was punished, Mu Xi found the weakest part of the barrier in order to accompany him, and he could get through with a little magic.

Of course, such a small matter would not bother Ghost Eleven.

After the enchantment, a buzzing sound of chanting sutras can be heard endlessly.The mantras of Arhats in Shishui Hall are only effective for those who are punished, and those who are kneeling in the hall must be sitting on pins and needles at this moment, with a splitting headache.

That time when Zhou Nan contradicted him because Wuyi slandered Nianci sect, and was punished to kneel in this hall, the more he refused to accept it, the more determined he became, the more eloquent the sound of the mantra, piercing the ear, like ten thousand needles firing at the same time Like piercing the back.

It is said that chanting sutras to purify one's heart is actually a kind of torture of physical punishment.

Zhou Nanfei went up to the roof, looked down from the broken tiles, and saw the vicious Eighteen Stone Arhats chanting scriptures.

Mu Xi knelt in the hall, frowning, his face was pale, and his forehead was sweating profusely.Even so, according to his temper, he won't give in if he is determined in his heart.

"He lost his soul in Zhongyuan, he must have not recovered yet."

Zhou Nan thought for a while, and put a layer of unvoiced enchantment on Shishuitang, which made the chanting voices of these arhats sound several degrees lower, so it should not be so harsh.

He watched Mu Xi's expression gradually become less painful, but worried that the room would be stuffy, so he used spells to fan the draft.

Mu Xi probably felt something strange. Where did the wind come from the Stone Water Hall, which is densely covered with barriers?

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at the roof.

Zhou Nan was not noticed, he dodged away the moment Mu Xi raised his head.He often did this kind of action in his previous life, and he was always used to calculating the timing of the other person's gaze just right, and looking away before he looked at him.

Although he still couldn't figure it out, it would be fine to help Su Yushi take the blame, but this is not such a deep obsession that he can endure such a long time of chanting in stone water.

But he didn't bother to think about it, and he didn't know how to ask.

When he was punished that time, Mu Xi also stayed with him on the roof for three days without asking any questions.

Later he said to Mu Xi, I will accompany you next time you are punished.Unexpectedly, the next time will be the afterlife.

"This time I will accompany you."

He was lying on the roof, looking up at the stars, looking down at the memories, and vaguely recalled the time when they first met that year.

In the winter of that year, 16-year-old Zhou Nan first came out of the rivers and lakes, and happened to catch up with the annual "Baoyue Seizing Immortal Banquet".

The arena was built high, Zhou Nan looked at the sharp-edged Xue Ni boy from the audience, he was as clean and sharp as his sword.

Yumen was shocked by the snow, the wind blows and the sword falls, sometimes like wild horses, sometimes like dust and snow.

The aristocratic family disciples of that class were generally mediocre, none of them were Mu Xi's opponents.Several people were knocked down in one round after taking the stage, and within half an hour, no one dared to take the stage.The monks and spectators shouted Yumen Jingxue's name one after another, beat drums and shouted, and cheered happily.

The wind that breaks through the Yue Valley howls past, blowing the young Xue Ni, like a lonely pine.

Looking through the crowd, Zhou Nan could almost see the loneliness in the eyes of the people on the stage.

He was originally just a spectator, but at that moment he took off his hairband, covered his eyes, and flew into the ring with a light step.

Amidst the astonishment and sighs of the crowd, he heard the Jingxue Sword flying towards the center of his eyebrows.

This was Mu Xi's first sword attack on him.

That day they fought recklessly, and they were indistinguishable for hundreds of rounds. Finally, they fought to the bottom of the valley and broke through the Poyue Cave Gate together.

It was the first time that there were double queens in the Seizing the Immortal Feast in a hundred years, and the old fairy Poyue gave each of them a star bone stone.

The story of Po Yue Shuangkui was later talked about by the disciples of the Immortal Sect, and some presenters wrote the competition in the arena into a storybook, analyzing Yumen Jingxue and the young master of the Su family who is more powerful.

Later, Zhou Nan accidentally discovered that some elementary school students were flipping through a comic book, who was more beautiful than the broken Yue Shuangkui.

However, Zhou Nan didn't remember much of this, he only remembered that they both stopped fighting at the entrance of Poyue Cave at the end.

He took off the hair tie in front of him, and found that the boy opposite had also covered his eyes with a piece of satin at some point.

Maybe it was when he first flew into the ring, or maybe it was after he provocatively said "I can beat you without looking".

He didn't ask, none of this mattered.

The important thing is, the first time the boy looked at him after taking off the snow satin——

The pupils of the eyes are clear, the mountains are overlapping, and the snow is flying.

The entire Poyue Valley suddenly had only one color left.

The next day Zhou Nan was awakened by the sunlight, and looking down, there was no one in the Shishui hall.

He breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it didn't take that long this time, and Mu Xi shouldn't have suffered too much.

After coming out of Shishuitang, he was walking towards the wing room, when he saw Tang Ke arguing with a group of little Taoist boys from a distance.

It seems that he couldn't stand the pain of hanging upside down overnight, so he got lazy.

Tang Ke confronted four or five people by himself, his face flushed red.

A black and strong child pointed at Tang Ke and shouted: "Your master just made friends with a soul trafficker! He just made a mistake and deserves to be punished!"

Tang Ke didn't have an advantage in size and numbers, but he didn't lose his momentum: "Soul traffickers are not bad people! Only those who have done bad things should be punished!"

Hei Zhuang crossed his waist: "They are bad people!"

Tang Ke insisted: "That's not true! A soul trader is a profession just like a monk!"

Hei Zhuang's voice raised another octave: "It is because of these bad guys doing bad things that the world is not peaceful!"

Tang Ke put on a contemptuous face: "Have you never read history books? This world is full of disasters. Before the appearance of the soul traffickers, was the world peaceful?"

"My father said that soul traffickers will bring evil spirits to the human world to bring disasters to the human world. And they will eat children! Anyway, in order to make money, they will do anything. It's a kind of obscenity business!"

When they heard about eating children, the other children stared wide-eyed in horror, and two of them booed and yelled, "Yes, it's the scumbag! The scumbag!"

Tang Ke looked left and right, and found a big rock next to him to stand on.Weighing on tiptoe, it happened to be a head taller than the other children, and said proudly: "Let you, Teacher Tang, teach you a lesson! Do you know what it means to be 'no deception, no grudges'?"

The other children were at a loss, and Zhou Nan in the distance still had his hands on his chest. He didn't want to hear the children quarreling, but now he was interested in hearing what little Tang Ke knew.

Tang Ke usually doesn't like to read scriptures, but he has read a lot of ghosts and ghosts, and it finally comes in handy now.

"This is the rule of the soul trader. The soul trader treats all ghosts equally, respects every ghost guest, and will not ask about their past. It's like a restaurant. When you go to have a meal, the waiter still asks what you have done before." What can't be done with a bad conscience? Can you say that the owner of the restaurant is a bad business just because some bad people go to the restaurant to eat?"

Taoist boys from serious families never thought about this kind of question, so they couldn't answer it for a while.

One of the children pondered what Tang Ke said, and probably thought it made sense, so he nodded unconsciously.

However, Hei Zhuang, who just spoke plausibly, was not convinced, and continued to shout: "Then why do you respect ghosts? What respect do ghosts have? There is a difference between humans and ghosts, and ghosts should live in the ghost world. If you want to be a human, you should reincarnate. "

"Do you know why the Hall of No-Er is called the Hall of No-Er? The No-Er Dharma Gate is like equality, everything in the world is equal!"

Zhou Nan thought this Tang Ke was really interesting. He always talked about ghosts and ghosts in a clear and logical manner, and he didn't know how many forbidden books he had read in private.

"You're talking nonsense! Despicable is despicable! How can selling souls compare with cultivating immortals!"

Hei Zhuang cursed, bent down to pick up a small stone at his feet, threw it at Tang Ke, and hit Tang Ke on the forehead in a daze.

After being hit, Tang Ke burst into tears, and Hei Zhuang, who succeeded, clapped his hands and laughed loudly, then bent down to pick up a stone, and threw it at Tang Ke.

This time, when the stone was shot, it seemed that it had hit some kind of transparent barrier, but on the way it suddenly turned in a different direction and bounced back, hitting Hei Zhuang's forehead directly.

"Ouch! You, you, you... what spell did you use! How dare you hit me?" Hei Zhuang covered his forehead and ordered the other children, "Everyone hit him together!"

The other children picked up stones and threw them at Tang Ke, but without exception, the stones bounced back in mid-air.

A group of children were yelled and screamed by the stones they threw, and finally they all broke up in a hurry.

"Stop crying, are you ashamed?"

Zhou Nan walked up to Tang Ke and ordered him to wipe away his tears.

When Tang Ke saw that Young Master Ghost Eleven had arrived, he really stopped crying.

"Why are you lazy? Didn't I tell you that I can only come down when I come back?"