Become a legend in Hong Kong

With his spiritual thoughts immersed in the Sansheng Stone, Liao Wenjie's eyes were filled with darkness, and the hazy scene was quite haunted. If it weren't for Ji Dian and Fa Hai, it would be an exaggeration to say that the studio had not been changed.

Weird thing, looking back on past lives, shouldn't it be a first-person ticker mode?

Liao Wenjie waved his hand to disperse the gray confusion in front of him. He felt something in his mind and walked forward. He didn't know how long he walked when a figure wearing a white Confucian shirt came into view.

Damn, what a handsome back of the head!

The long clothes are flowing, he is independent from the world, the young man is elegant, and he is as gentle as jade.

Liao Wenjie nodded secretly. Such a handsome back of the head must be from his previous life.

Also, the reason why the goblins and ghosts are attracted to her is found, the pretty boy who can recite poetry, the female goblins like this.

"This... uh, eldest brother?"

Liao Wenjie took two steps forward, patted the scholar on the shoulder, and said straight to the point: "We are all our own people. Tell me how you died, so that I can learn from it."

Perhaps it was because Liao Wenjie was so good at chatting, or for other reasons, the scholar was motionless, his body as stiff as a sculpture.

The situation became increasingly weird. Liao Wenjie took a deep breath and took two steps forward to look at the scholar's face.

What came into view was a billowing, strange black mist, and the scholar had no face.

Liao Wenjie's heart sank, and he silently took a few steps back. The gray mist on all sides dispersed, and the figures hidden in the darkness emerged one by one. Like the scholars, each one was as stiff as a sculpture.

Looking at the clothes and appearances, there are generals with guns and swords, scribes with feather fans and turbans, farmers, businessmen, and ancient costumes, and there is no shortage of modern clothes.

Not only limited to humans, but also tree spirits, animals, and some alien species whose specific appearance cannot be guessed.

even……

Gender is not very restrictive either.

There are countless stars scattered all over the place. Liao Wenjie alone saw thousands of them.

Liao Wenjie: (一`一)

How could a person have so many past lives? Even if there were, the Three Life Stones would not be able to show them all. Since there is nothing wrong with him, it means there is something wrong with this stone.

With his spiritual thoughts gathered, just when Liao Wenjie was about to leave, he suddenly saw a mountain wall appearing at the end of the mist.

The cliffs are so high that they are so dangerous that it is dizzying.

Liao Wenjie looked up along the cliff, and his heart skipped a beat. It was not a mountain range at all, but a giant wearing a black gown and sitting on a stone base. Because of its huge size, from his perspective, it was like an ant looking up at an elephant, not a mountain but a mountain.

The giant's face is filled with black mist and is silent. It is no different from other sculptures. There is one difference. The giant is facing everyone, as if waiting for worship.

"It's just watching a past life, it's like making a horror movie..."

Liao Wenjie's eyes twitched. This place was too weird to stay for a long time, so he decisively withdrew his spiritual thoughts from the Sansheng Stone.

"Brother Jie, how are you? What did you see? Are you disappointed and feel that your previous life was not interesting at all?" Ji Dian came forward. He was not interested in Liao Wenjie's previous life. Now he only cares about Xiaoyu's soul, which has been delayed for a long time. After a long time, it will be too late if we don’t leave.

"Jianglong, how many past lives and reincarnations can a person have?"

Liao Wenjie pursed his dry lips and added: "I mean, under normal circumstances, reincarnation with memories like you doesn't count."

"How did I know this? I'm not normal!"

After finishing speaking, seeing Liao Wenjie's dissatisfied face, Ji Dian clenched his fist and coughed lightly, as if he were a senior monk: "All appearances are false, and all conditioned dharma are like bubbles in dreams, like dew or lightning, so we should observe it like this."

"What do you mean, why do you say this suddenly?"

"The meaning is very simple. It's just a previous life. If you take it seriously, you will lose."

"To be honest, you really deserve a beating."

Liao Wenjie's mouth twitched, wanting to share the strange scene he saw in the Sansheng Stone, but because it was too horrifying, he finally chose to shut up.

…

Mountains, stone road.

Scattered ghosts gathered from all directions, and under the guidance of ghosts, they stepped on the stone road and walked towards the Wangchuan River.

The ghosts have dull faces and dull eyes. Unless they are extremely resentful and obsessed, they all obey the ghosts' arrangements obediently without a single complaint or question.

Liao Wenjie and the other three jumped over the mountains, and the front suddenly opened up to a gravel plain covered with muddy swamps.

The plains are dry, shrouded in mist with a blood color, and swampy mudlands are scattered here and there, with poisonous smoke billowing outwards.

Absolute geography of the underworld, this kind of landforms cannot grow in the upper world.

"finally reached!"

Ji Dian stood on tiptoe and looked around, then pointed to the east and said: "That direction is the City of Wandering Deaths. All Wandering Deaths who have resentments in their hearts are locked up there. They will not be allowed to live until they see with their own eyes that the people who murdered them get their due retribution and their resentment dissipates." They will be taken away by ghost messengers and rewarded or punished according to their good and evil deeds during their lifetime."

"Jiang Long, this plain is huge. Are you sure you can find the Black Rakshasa?"

"I have a golden body to guide me. It's just a little evil god. You can find out its traces by counting with your fingers."

Ji Dian smiled proudly, then raised his eyebrows and said: "But what I am looking for is Xiaoyu. The traces of the Black Rakshasa don't matter. In such a large plain, if you calculate mentally or not, you can definitely find Xiaoyu before the Black Rakshasa."

Liao Wenjie nodded, followed Jidian side by side with Fahai, and flew in the direction of Xiaoyu.

The Black Rakshasa is the evil god of the underworld. It is said that he is an 'evil' god. He is just a vest that does the dirty work, just like the demons of both Buddhism and Taoism.

Just listen to it, don't worry too much, maybe one day someone will get a promotion and a salary increase, and they will wear a new vest of a positive person.

In Ji Dian's view, the Black Rakshasa is just like that, a low-ranking official in the underworld who clocks in diligently and just waits to sit in the office one day.

Liao Wenjie disagreed with this. He was familiar with the plot and knew very well that the Black Rakshasa was the true evil god.

Many years ago, the Black Rakshasa came to the world and brought disaster. The Buddha sent him to hell, punished him for extraditing the wronged soul, imprisoned his divine power, and suppressed his scepter under the Guanyin statue in Guoqing Temple.

According to the information currently available to Liao Wenjie, the specific identity of the Black Rakshasa is unknown. He may really be an evil god who does all kinds of evil, or he may be one of his own who was arranged by the Buddha in advance.

After all, the boss knows the beauty of digging holes.

In the future, Buddhist disciples will learn that by throwing it into a pit, they can direct and act out a catastrophe. This not only fills the pit, but also helps the disciples to successfully break out of the catastrophe.

In order to maximize profits with limited resources, it happens that people produce and sell their own products, and outsiders can't find any faults.

Of the two possibilities, Liao Wenjie is more inclined to the latter one, which is purely subjective, has a dark heart, judges others by oneself, and thinks of conspiracy theories in advance.

This is also the reason why he brought Fahai. A single Jidian is not safe, but with Fahai as a golden nugget, even if there are risks, he can turn disasters into good fortunes.

If you're lucky, if you make the scene work well, you might be able to deal with the Black Rakshasa in the underworld without any follow-up.

…

"found it!"

Jidian broke through the fog with the Buddha's light blessed by the golden body, and showed a joyful smile.

The script has been written. He stepped on the golden Buddha cloud and descended from the sky to bring Xiaoyu, who was lost in the plains of Wushou City, back to the world.

The hero saves the beauty and gets a wave of favorability, and it will be much easier to influence the ninth generation pheasant later.

The idea is good, but reality has always been very hard-core, and plans can never keep up with changes. The above-mentioned ideas are purely daydreams.

On the gravel plain, a huge black figure was seen striding towards the direction of Wushou City.

Black Rakshasa.

He is about ten meters tall, with a green face and fangs, and horns on his head. Judging from his appearance, some people who didn't know it thought he had insufficient funds, so they temporarily asked the Bull Demon King from the studio next door to come to the rescue.

In terms of details, there are many differences between the Black Rakshasa and the Bull Demon King. There is a eye on the forehead and a string of beads made of skulls.

The Black Rakshasa held the black chain in his hand, and at the end of the extension, he dragged Xiaoyu's confused soul.

"Tsk, I encountered such a low probability. It's really bad luck."

Ji Dian sighed and said to Liao Wenjie and Fa Hai: "There are rules in the underworld. Black Rakshasa can discuss it, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't have to abide by the rules. I will come forward in matters that are detrimental to Yin morality. You two, don't talk and stand behind me. Just put up the shelves.”

Liao Wenjie nodded, Fahai clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name silently in his heart. Normally, he would never agree to such a request, but today...

Just outrageous.

Seeing the true appearance and true temperament of the Dragon-Subduing Arhat with his own eyes, it seems that the inner demons Liao Wenjie brought to him are not that big of a deal.

It's because he has too high requirements and ignores the fundamentals of appearance. He only sees the tangible, but forgets that the tangible is all virtual.

Greed, anger, ignorance, pride, and doubt are the five poisons that come from obsessions. As long as there are no obsessions in the heart, it doesn't matter whether the five poisons exist in appearance.

All this time, it was him who had reversed the order and had inner demons that lingered.

"Hey, who is that in front of you? Stop right there!"

Ji Dian landed on the ground with the guardians on his left and right, pointed at the black Rakshasa arrogantly and said: "Don't look around, I'm talking about you, you are stupid, you deserve to work here."

The black Rakshasa stopped, turned around with an expressionless face, and looked down at Jidian.

"Well……"

Looking into the eyes of the black Rakshasa, Jidian shuddered subconsciously. It is incredible to say that at a certain moment, he actually felt afraid of an unconventional evil god.

"No wonder everyone likes to make themselves taller and bigger. I will also make myself bigger next time."

Ji Dian murmured in a low voice, took two steps back from the heart, and felt the strong support from the guardians on the left and right. He coaxed and said: "Time is precious, so I won't hide it. I am the subduing dragon in the sky, and I was ordered to reincarnate and descend to the earth." "

Black Rakshasa remained expressionless, looking at Ji Dian as if he were mentally retarded.

Seeing that self-reporting had little effect, Ji Dian thought that it might be because of the different departments and the lack of deterrence. He snorted coldly and said: "The big events in the sky have nothing to do with you, a little evil god. All you need to know is that I, Jianglong, have a wide range of friends, and I happen to be with him." Your immediate boss, King Yama, is a close friend. Now I will give you a chance to flatter you and release the innocent soul in your hands. I will take her back to the human world."

"I can let people go, but I can't go back empty-handed."

"I understand, you want the benefits, right?"

Ji Dian clicked on the black Rakshasa. He liked this kind of little thing that could be exploited. He stretched out his hand towards Liao Wenjie and rubbed it.

"?"

"money!"

I'm guilty. Someone recommended a stand-alone game to me yesterday (not Little Butter), so I gave it a try... Now the game has been deleted along with the installation package. The two chapters from yesterday will be added. After all, I have already sinned so much that I can no longer do it. too much.