Bao Yang, understand?

——"I'm going to the Buddhist world."

Ruan Zhinian revealed the purpose of this trip to find Shi Ji and Shen Fu.

He searched the entire ghost world, searched Naihe Bridge and Huangquan Road, but he didn't find any trace of Yu Xuan.If you are not in the underworld, and you are not on the death list, then you must not be an ordinary person.

Naturally, everything starts with the Buddha, so the Buddha must know the answer.

"Shiji, tell me how to go to the Buddhist world."

"Among all beings, only you know."

Indeed, only Shi Ji entered the Buddhist world as a monster back then.

This stems from the fact that his mother is the younger sister of King Peacock Ming. When he was young, he talked about the reason why he was able to become the mother of Buddha for King Peacock Ming.Now that the mother and King Peacock Ming have disappeared in the world, it is true that apart from the Buddhas, the only person who knows this method is probably myself.

He can share this secret with Ruan Zhinian, but——

"Uncle, you need to climb more than 800 heavenly steps to enter the Buddhist world. It's okay if you practiced the ruthless way before, but now you are emotional, and each step corresponds to a light whip. , will be whipped to donate blood."

Ruan Zhinian understands that the Buddhist world is a holy place, not everyone can enter it.

It is necessary for a wise man who has cast aside three thousand threads of troubles and cut off the world of mortals to seek enlightenment from the Taoist Buddha.

Eros only pollutes that land.

"You can take it, and so can I."

Back then, Shi Ji also paid the same price.

That kind of whip whipped him, almost killing him.

But at that time, he was blinded by hatred, what was the annihilation of his mind and soul, and what was the pain in his body?

But Shi Ji didn't know if Yu Xuan was worth it.

Because of suffering, that's why I have lingering fears, and that's why I want Ruan Zhinian to calm down a bit, and consider whether that person is really worthy of the superior ghost king bowing his head.

"Don't worry about me. The two of you together are not as old as me. I know my affairs."

Ruan Zhinian understood the worry in Shen Fu's eyes, he reached out and patted Shen Fu's shoulder.

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Shi Ji sighed and revealed all the secrets he knew.After confirming the details, Ruan Zhinian said goodbye to the two.

Shen Fu wanted to catch up but was held back by Shi Ji.

"Don't go, uncle has his own way to go."

Shen Fu also knew that even if he caught up, Ruan Zhinian would only be determined to accomplish what he wanted to do.

"Brother, can you help me pay attention to the teacher, I'm afraid he will do something beyond regret."

"I will," Shi Ji patted his head, "Don't worry."

Although Shi Ji couldn't enter the Buddhist realm, he was a demon king after all, and all the monsters in the world obeyed his orders.The white-haired mouse spirit of Lingshan in the Buddhist world often listens to scriptures in the Buddhist world. She cut off her love many years ago, but now she is ruthless and loveless, traveling to and from the Buddhist world without hindrance.Thanks to her, Shi Ji was able to learn about Ruan Zhinian's experience in the Buddhist world.

Three days later, Shi Ji called Mouse Jing over and listened to her singing a big play for him.

"Oh, it's said that the ghost king was covered with bruises and bruises. He climbed up the steps of the day and begged for a love fruit. It's a pity that the lover in the world will end up getting together less and leaving more."

The mouse spirit doesn't know who she learned from, and she speaks with a certain accent, so it's almost time for her to get a folding fan, set up a seat in a teahouse, and become a storyteller.

"Let's listen to the Buddha asking, do you remember who protected you during the Great Burning Rebellion? Let's see the ghost king drooping his eyes and frowning, without saying a word."

Hundreds of thousands of years ago, the master of the underworld was the Empress Houtu, and she took in three apprentices in one school, Yuwei from the heavenly realm, young men from the ghost realm, and mist from the devil realm.

"Wrong, wrong, wrong!" Mouse Jing knocked on the table three times, "There is a fourth person here, who is the servant of the book boy brought by Emperor Ji Hengwu, the prince of the demon world, Ye Fen."

"What you said is wrong, how can the prince be a servant and a schoolboy?" Shen Fu fed the egg yolk cake to Mouse Jing.

"Children can be taught," Mouse Jing swallowed a mouthful of egg yolk crisps, "The Prince Ye Fen was the son of a concubine who was a shameful concubine, and his life experience cannot be tested, but it is rumored that the old Demon Venerable hated this son so much that he wanted to strangle him to death on the spot. Ye Fen With a stubborn nature and lack of discipline, he is stealing and doing all kinds of evil. Just because the real Yuwei once punished him with thirty lashes for stealing the pearl hairpin of the Bianhua fairy, after he seized the throne and became the demon king, he treated the real Yuwei—”

The mouse screamed, as if remembering something, covered his face in embarrassment: "It's not easy for people to speak in front of men."

Shen Fu didn't understand what it meant, and looked at Shi Ji suspiciously.Shi Ji cleared his throat: "Don't talk about it, just keep talking."

"Fairy Bianhua was also avenged, and he ordered her eyes to be gouged out with pearl hairpins! He forced Bianhua to do it herself," the mouse spirit trembled as he said, "He is really cruel, extremely cruel, even Rakshasa ghosts can't compare Give him three points. Although His Majesty the Ghost King has never had a direct confrontation with him, but Naihe is Daoist's junior, so he has also been implicated."

"What about my mother?"

Shen Fu wondered if his mother would be implicated if Ye Fen really engaged in any kind of hatred.

"At that time, Shi Niang had much more prestige in the Demon Realm than Ye Fen, so he didn't dare to touch Shi Niang easily," Shi Ji held Shen Fu's hand and gave him a little courage.

Mouse Jing tilted his head, took a bite of the Butterfly Cake while the two were not paying attention.

Eat sugar candy.

The little mouse's eyes were open, and in an instant, he made up some incredible content.

Ah, His Majesty the Demon King has a tail, and the tail can be stuffed into—

Hey hey hey.

Seeing the ambiguous eyes of the little mouse, Shen Fu quickly withdrew his hand in fright: "Can...can...can you please continue? How is Master?"

The little mouse took another sip of the milk tea, among other things, the skill of the Demon Queen is really good.

Seeing that Shen Fu was in a hurry, the little mouse started talking calmly: "The story has to start a long, long time ago. Once upon a time, there was a mountain with a temple on it, and at the foot of the mountain lived a young man who cut wood and his wife. His mother."

His father died early, and the boy supported his mother by chopping firewood.

The copper money he earns from chopping firewood is not much every day, and the local rich man still deducts it. However, the boy and his mother depend on each other for life, and they are satisfied even though they are poor.

It's just poor people, just like that crumbling dangerous building, after all, they can't bear the slightest wind and frost. The mother is seriously ill, and the boy sold all the money in the family and there is not enough money for the medicine.In desperation, the young man took the risk to embezzle his rich man's house and stole a consistent amount of copper coins. When he was buying medicine, he was spotted by the pharmacy owner.

The bruised boy had no money, his mother was about to die, and it was snowing heavily. He knelt down to the gods and begged for his life in exchange.

To continue his mother's Yangshou with his Yangshou.

The most sincere filial piety in the world cannot be exchanged for the mercy of the gods.

The boy smashed his head and no one paid attention to it, just like in this world, the God of Wealth only takes care of the rich, and fate only favors the dude, who is born indifferent to the suffering of the poor, and scolds them poor people, "I will beat you to death for stealing money." This dog thing without parents."

It's not ridiculous, he spends his time cutting firewood early in the morning, all the money is withheld by the rich man, and now he can't even pay for life-saving money.

He hates the injustice in this world, he hates the gods without love.

Why does my mother worship every day, but no one bows her head.

Just when the young man lost his mind, a god finally opened his eyes.

The young ghost king hugged his chest and said that he is an omnipotent god who can fulfill all his wishes.

"All living beings are equal before death. You have treated others leniently and diligently in your life. Your mother took care of the housework with a simple duty. This king rewards your mother with 30 years of life."

The boy knelt on the ground, watching his mother who was about to be buried in the snow come back to life.

He bowed to the ghost king again and again. It was the first time that the ghost king was worshiped and revered by humans, which was not bad.

It's just that the young ghost king didn't know that it is a taboo to modify the life and death book without authorization.Soon after, Emperor Tu looked through the album and found that it had been tampered with, and was furious.

"How did I teach you back then, mortals have their own laws, why did you intervene!"

"If the god stands by and watches injustice, then why should you receive incense and burnt offerings, why should you be worshiped three times and kowtowed nine times!"

The emperor slapped the ghost king on the face.

"Do you know that the crime you committed is enough for you to be suppressed under Huashan Mountain for 500 years! The rules of heaven have been like this since ancient times, how can you tamper with them at will!"

Ever since, the emperor took back the life of the boy's mother, and arrested the boy, so that the boy's soul could suffer the pain of cutting flesh.

Thousands of cuts, the knife cut the bones.

The young man didn't make a sound, but in the dark Yan Luo Temple, ghost fires were dancing, but he couldn't find the person who claimed to be a god.

Is this the god?Enjoying the offerings of human beings, but refusing to bestow any mercy.

The continuation of his life that he asked for violated the rules of heaven.

Is it the rule of heaven that the wicked live long and the good have nowhere to go?

What is there to worship this god?

What else is there to do in this world?

"The young man should have fallen into the animal realm, but Ye Fen, who succeeded to the throne, accidentally discovered him and took him away from the Yan Luo Palace."

He took a fancy to the anger of the young man, the anger towards the superiors, the gods, and those who regarded themselves as noble.

He likes such souls, so he turned the young man into a ghost, gave him supreme power, and made him the ghost painting general beside him.

It's just because of the young man's picturesque features that he got such a title.

After Demon Lord Ye Fen swept across the Three Realms and slaughtered Houtu, he found a reason to detain the ghost king Zhinian, and then sent the ghost king to General Ghost Hua's bed.

How he treats Yuwei, he wants General Guihua to treat Ghost King.

——"Your pain stems from Zhinian's lack of ability. He gave you hope and made you despair."

So abuse him, torture him, make his life worse than death, to repay the blood debt of you and your mother.

"It's a pity, General Ghost Painting, it was never him."

The mouse spirit wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said weepingly: "General Guihua is not willing to hurt his benefactor, he just hid the ghost king, making the demon king mistakenly think that he is torturing him, but in fact he loves him. After all, Zun found out and killed General Guihua. Before his death, the general hid the ghost king in the abyss of the demon world. The ghost king's memory made him stop remembering himself, what a pity that a pair of lovers were torn apart just like that~"

"Where is the master now? Who is Yu Xuan?"

"Ah this?" Mouse Jing sniffled, "A trace of General Ghost Painting's soul floated to Lingshan and was accepted by the Buddha. The Buddha was grateful for his infatuation and valued love, justice, good and evil, so he was reincarnated. , not only that, but also let the ghost king follow him and continue his relationship with him."

The story has a happy ending.

On the spiritual mountain, the Buddha stretched out his hand and spread out his palm, and the black nucleus floated from his palm.

Then a dark green figure leaped forward and headed towards the direction where the black core fell——

come down.

——"Little brother, you hide here, don't make a sound, His Majesty's mother is buried here, he dare not dig the abyss."

——"Don't go, let's hide here together."

——"No, if I don't go back, he will be suspicious."

——"He treated senior brother like that, he tortured so many creatures to death, he will kill you! He will kill you!"

No one is unaware of Ye Fen's brutality, and no one is unaware of Ye Fen's methods.

Once you leave, you will never return.

——"Don't worry, I will come back. When I come back, we will go to the human world to live in seclusion. Let's hold pear paste candy together and watch the fireworks."

Our promises to each other have never been fulfilled.

Just like you promised me that I would save my mother, just like I promised you that I will definitely come back.

But I still want to take you to watch the fireworks one day.

The splendor and beauty that lasts only a second in the air is dying.

Then I will snatch the pear paste candy you made. In fact, I never told you that I don’t like the smell of medicine. Although the sugar is very sweet, the smell of medicine always reminds me of my mother who couldn’t even drink a bowl of medicine soup before she died.

But as long as you like it, I can chew slowly and get used to it slowly.

The dark green figure finally approached the black core, they embraced each other tightly, and fell into the desert together.

"Why don't you hate me?"

The same question was asked before Mozun Ye Fen killed Yu Xuan.

Why not torture him, why not dethrone him, why not hate him.

Why don't you treat Yuwei like yourself?

"How can I hate you? All the Buddhas in the sky ignored my pleas and prayers. Only you gave me an answer, and only you gave me hope. When the Emperor Houtu sent down punishment, you were the one who bore it for me. You said I should hate you, Then tell me, should I hate you for being kind or gentle?"

Ruan Zhinian clenched his collar tightly, and then slowly let go.

Memories came flooding back, and he was still not used to it.

Unsteady, he fell into General Guihua's arms.

Among countless memories, he remembered the most important one: "I kept your mother's soul in the Hall of Eternal Life, and after a few years, I will enter reincarnation. It's enough to be a little ghost in my hall of Yama."

"Come back, come back to me, okay?"

"it is good."

His promise to him was finally fulfilled.

Above the desert, there are ten thousand hectares of starlight.

He caught the tears from the corners of Ruan Zhinian's eyes mixed with stars.

It was as if he had caught himself again, a god as bright as stars.