You are not human

Zhang Xiaobao's eyes fluttered: "You are... the Ten Lords of the Underworld."

"Although you were probably an oiran before? But you are already dead, so the previous things don't count. Now you have been reborn, and you are one of the famous Ten Lords of the Hades."

He just blurted out the question and already regretted it a bit. After all, Mr. Lianchun's environment doesn't seem to have any happy past. I'm afraid his question directly poked someone's wound.

He can only show his ability to do Chinese reading comprehension. Although he can't try his best to fill up the test papers, he also shows that he is very hardworking.

But he was still a little discouraged while talking, Zhang Xiaobao scratched his head, and just about to tell her that it's okay not to say anything, Jun Lianchun already smiled and rolled his eyes: "Why, are you worried that I will think of something sad?"

Zhang Xiaobao faltered, and finally nodded hesitantly.

"Silly boy, I have no doubts for a long time. The past is in the past, and it is already in the past." Lianchun Jun covered his lips and smiled, "I am now the tenth king of the Underworld, Lianchun Jun, and now..."

She slightly turned her head to look at Huodan Huafang, "It's the pipa fairy on the Qinhuai River."

"I went with him then."

"But he is not a son of an ordinary family, he is a sycamore branch that I can't climb up to anyway."

"He took me with him and was found by his family within a short distance. He was taken back by his family, and I died in a ruined temple."

Zhang Xiaobao showed a little unbearable: "I..."

"I became a ghost after I died." Mr. Lianchun didn't let him continue, and turned his head with a smile, "It's a ghost."

"Do you know what kind of ghost Yangui is?"

"Probably..." Zhang Xiaobao hesitated, "I probably know, maybe it's similar to those stories?"

Lian Chunjun chuckled, and didn't ask what kind of stories it was: "But I'm not reconciled."

"I can't choose who I am when I'm alive, but can't I choose what kind of ghost I want to be when I'm dead?"

"Some people can become immortals, and some people can only become evil ghosts after death. I don't accept my fate. I died in a Bodhisattva temple, and I didn't see a god or Buddha to save me. It can be seen that there are no Bodhisattvas here, so I will be a Bodhisattva here. "

"Although this ruined temple is remote, there are still people there. In the world back then, most people only wanted a way to survive."

She smiled smugly, with a bit of girlish charm, "I've only been in this ruined temple for a few days, and someone spread the word that there is a living Bodhisattva here that eliminates disasters and increases blessings."

"The incense in the temple is getting stronger day by day, but I am getting weaker and weaker every day - after all, the incense is for Bodhisattvas, and has nothing to do with me. How do those mortals know that I am just a fake Bodhisattva who can't live for a few days and can't protect himself. "

"I hid in the Bodhisattva Temple and refused to reincarnate, and I didn't absorb the essence. I could only become weak day after day, waiting for my soul to fly away."

"Until I waited for the adult who came to Hades."

She closed her eyes and smiled, "I still remember that it rained heavily that day, and he was the only one who came to the temple."

"I felt that the time of my death was approaching, but I still cheered up and asked him—what is your wish?"

"He asked me, what do you wish for?"

Zhang Xiaobao said stupidly: "You said you want to be the Ten Lords of the Underworld?"

"Stupid boy." Lian Chunjun couldn't help laughing, "I didn't know the Ten Lords of the Underworld at that time, I didn't even know he was the King of Hades."

"I just asked him, do I look like a fairy?"

Mr. Lianchun looked at the orange-red lake reflecting the fire, as if she had returned to that rainy day back then, when she was still a beautiful ghost huddling behind the Bodhisattva and pretending to be a ghost, suppressing the desire to breathe, wholeheartedly playing the fake fairy.

The young man dressed in black looked up at the statue of Bodhisattva, but he seemed to be looking at the little ghost hidden behind Bodhisattva through the golden body of the clay sculpture. He only asked, "Do you want to be a fairy? Why?"

"It's great to be a god. If you can save others, you can also save yourself." Mr. Lian Chun lay dazedly behind the Bodhisattva statue, feeling that he was about to die, "I can't control my life, nor can I control my death."

"But I'm not reconciled."

She was about to close her eyes in a daze, but she heard the young man say: "In that case, then I will allow you to be a fairy."

The young man's voice was like the rain of early spring. The coldness revived her drowsy consciousness, and the evil thoughts clamoring for her to eat in her head were also swept away.

She opened her eyes in a daze, and the young man flipped through the book of life and death: "I gave you a fortune, but it's not for nothing. You have to work for me for a hundred years. After a hundred years, you can be a happy god."

Zhang Xiaobao seemed relieved, "100 years is not too long for ghosts and gods, right? Mr. Lianchun will be able to become a god soon..."

The fire on the painting boat gradually died down, Zhang Xiaobao heard someone shouting from behind: "Here! Jiang Chun is here!"

The chasing crowd seemed to be right in front of them, knowing that it was an illusion, but Zhang Xiaobao couldn't help becoming nervous: "Mr. Lianchun, let's go out first!"

Master Lianchun burst into laughter: "Silly boy, 100 years have already passed."

The bracelet on her creamy white jade wrist flicked lightly, and a white jade pipa glowing all over appeared in her hand. With a touch of her toes, it hung lightly in the air along with the night wind.

She lowered her eyes and smiled: "If I call myself a ghost, I am a ghost, and if I call myself an immortal, I am an immortal."

"There is nothing outside the heart, there is no reason outside the heart, I am the ghost of the underworld."

With a flick of ten slender fingers, the pipa strings vibrate slightly, gold and jade fall into the plate, the illusion quickly fades, and the fire, painting boats, and shouts all recede.

Zhang Xiaobao stared blankly at her hanging in the air, like a compassionate Bodhisattva, like a spooky ghost, like a flying fairy.

She chuckled lightly, looked at Mizong Po and Mihun Gong who were facing enemies in the factory, as if reminding Zhang Xiaobao: "Then I can do it?"

Zhang Xiaobao was silent for a moment: "...or else, I'll do it myself."

Lian Chunjun was a little surprised.

Zhang Xiaobao looked down at his palm: "I guess, the reason you didn't make a move and waited for me is because I can get out of this predicament by myself, right?"

"Ao Jinyu once said that monsters cannot reincarnate like humans, so monsters cannot separate their souls and bodies, right?"

He raised his head slowly, "If I choose to be a monster, my soul will go back to the ****, and they will naturally not be able to catch me."

Lian Chunjun showed some appreciation: "That's right, you are still a little smart, but I underestimated you."

"But I don't want to escape." Zhang Xiaobao pursed his lips tightly, "Mr. Lianchun wants to save himself and others, I...I am not as great as you."

"But I don't want to trouble other people anymore."

He raised his head, his gaze was firmer than ever before, "I want to break their formation."

Lian Chunjun chuckled: "Then what are you going to do?"

Zhang Xiaobao raised his hand, he originally thought that although they all talked about awakening, in fact he didn't know how to awaken at all.

But when he really made up his mind, everything seemed to be a matter of course, the Lingtai was clear, and the demonic power flowed from the dantian to the limbs.Only at this moment did he really realize that this power had really been in his body all along, hidden in his blood. When the soul and body were united, he seemed to hear a "click" and the shackles were broken.

When he opened his eyes again, the golden pupils were also shining brightly in the dimly lit factory.

The two people on the opposite side shrank for a moment, but Mizong Po quickly cursed: "What are you afraid of, the two of us killed dozens of monsters, if not a hundred, but it was just a little monster who just awakened... Ah!"

Zhang Xiaobao disappeared in place, and in the next moment, Mizong Po and Mihun Gong were planted neatly in the ground, only their heads were exposed on the ground, and each had a handful of soil stuffed into their mouths.

Zhang Xiaobao came out of the ground slowly: "Dragon begets dragon and phoenix, I am the son of a mouse, I can make holes anyway."

"You brought us here with great fanfare. Strange formations are drawn under your feet. You have been standing there without moving since just now. It is probably because the formations require you not to move around."

He muttered, "It turns out that you don't really have any skills."

He paused, and scratched his head a little embarrassedly, "It seems a bit too arrogant to say that, and I'm just a half-demon with insufficient congenital..."

Lianchun Jun covered his lips and smiled: "Arrogance is nothing at all, it's called reciprocity."

"Don't underestimate yourself. The Lord of the Underworld rescued me back then, and now there is Lord Lianchun, the Ten Lord of the Underworld. Since he also helped you, maybe in the next few hundred years, you can also become the new Ten Lord of the Underworld. "

She seemed to regard Zhang Xiaobao as her own monster when she spoke, with a friendly smile, "Although we are said to be the ten kings of the underworld, the number of people is always not enough. It's the same as the three saints can't always make up three, maybe one day my colleagues will look away , and went to reincarnate.”

"You have to practice hard and survive the catastrophe. Oh, give yourself a resounding dharma name first?"

"Oh!" Zhang Xiaobao was a monster for the first time, so he could only nod obediently, listening carefully to his senior's opinion, he seemed to remember something, "Ah, don't you want to ask me what I saw?"

"I……"

He was about to search his memory when he suddenly hugged his head in pain.

With a splitting headache, there was darkness in front of his eyes, as if he couldn't see or speak, he was trapped in the darkness, and couldn't see anything... No, he saw a pair of eyes.

……

Ao Jinyu held Yin Bei in his arms, and was chasing after the breath of the dragon-shaped jade pendant. He suddenly noticed a change in his storage ring. Just after he opened it, Zhang Xiaobao's body rushed out by himself.

Ao Jinyu opened his eyes wide in astonishment, and raised his head vigilantly—the camera on the road was flickering, faithfully recording this scene.

Ao Jinyu: "..."

It's over, there won't be any news about "flying people in the daytime" tomorrow.

He immediately dialed Director Huang's phone: "Director Huang! It's not good! Zhang Xiaobao flew away! He was even photographed!"

"Cough, cough, cough! What!" Director Huang jumped up in a hurry, "Wait a minute, I will immediately notify them to negotiate with the traffic department, and you can send me the specific road section..."

Ao Jinyu suddenly realized: "Are you looking for someone to change the monitoring? Then I can fly too!"

Director Huang: "You... hey, fly, fly! Hurry up and catch up..."

"I put a locator on Zhang Xiaobao! Go after him!" Ao Jinyu flew up unscrupulously, "He and Beibei are not together, I'm going to chase Beibei! Hurry up!"

"Me!" Director Huang choked and couldn't get up or down, don't go!What could happen to Yin Bei!

He glanced at the phone with a sad face, Zhang Xiaobao had Mr. Lian Chun over there, and nothing should happen, but it was still worrying.

"Doing evil, is this the price of lying." He shook his head, and could only accept his fate to find the locator, and chase after Zhang Xiaobao.

--------------------

The author has something to say:

Find the psychological shadow area of ​​the traffic monitoring personnel (.

Note: There is nothing outside the heart, and there is no reason outside the heart. ——Wang Yangming