White Bone Monkey King

The headless pottery horse pulled the bronze coffin, stepping on a cushion of human skin, flesh, intestines, and bones, and continued to move forward into the unknown dark depths.

The heavy wheels of the vehicle rolled over the flesh and blood mud, splashing with blood and covered with a thick layer of flesh mud, with black human hair attached to the scalp attached. The stench hit your face and was nauseating.

With this scene of purgatory in front of him, Jin An felt that when Tang Monk and his disciples passed by Shituoling on their way west, the hell they saw was nothing more than this.

The people present were all familiar with life and death, and had been dealing with ghosts and ghosts for many years. Looking at the scenes of Shura Hell along the way, they still couldn't keep their faces calm, and their frowns never relaxed.

Even Jin An was solemn and didn't speak much along the way.

"It's miserable, it's miserable, it's miserable..."

Only the statue of the Thousand-Eyed Taoist Lord looked left and right while sighing repeatedly.

I don’t know if it’s because it’s too painful to go to the eighteenth level of hell after the death of a wicked person...

Still lamenting the sinister person who solved people's worries and did good deeds in life, but because of a little mistake, he had to suffer in the mirror after his death...

Or maybe you are lamenting the reverse life of that Taoist friend from the underworld who fell into trouble and became a bandit...

But no matter what, the coffin truck continued to move forward.

Just like in this life, no matter how many times you are forced to do nothing, the world will not stop because of you.

While rushing on the road, everyone did not forget to pay attention to the lady in black who was following the car. Ever since the lady in black swallowed a lot of yin energy on the stone bridge and her weak breath was replenished, Jin An and the others were on strict guard against this witch along the way. , to prevent her from escaping.

"The Tianshi Mansion is good at Feng Shui, and it is well known that Qimen Dunjia, but today I saw that the little Taoist Jin'an is still more skilled. Do you still remember the divination fortunes that the little Taoist Jin'an made with the compass at the beginning?" Zhan Zhan Mu Taoren said with emotion.

As Taoist Zhanmu spoke, the dull atmosphere in the car was broken, and Taoist Zhanmu's words aroused everyone's interest.

Qingfeng Taoist: "The Zhen hexagram is also in the Mao position. I remember that my little Taoist friend Jin'an said this is a lucky hexagram, right?"

Jin An nodded.

Taoist Qingfeng then said: "The Zhen Gua Jia Shan is a lucky hexagram. However, a fellow Taoist from Jin'an also said that the Jianmao Gua is both a metaphor for the movement of time and the possibility of variables."

"If the person who gets this hexagram sits in an upright position, he will be a great saint. If he sits in a horizontal or vertical position, it is a place of great danger. Whoever enters will die."

"It can be said that blessings and misfortunes depend on each other. Either you will be rich or noble, or you will die without a burial place."

Jin An nodded again.

Taoist Qingfeng's expression turned serious at this time: "No wonder the senior brother praised the little Taoist friend Jin'an for his superior skills. Even if I am blind and cannot see this muddy world, the evil wind blowing in my face swirls around in my lungs, making me dizzy. The feeling made my mouth and nose feel disgusting, my mouth was bitter and my body fluids smelled... It’s not hard to imagine what a hellish scene it was before me.”

"Such a hell scene, doesn't it just verify the hexagrams of the little Taoist Jin'an. On the other hand, the Tianshi Mansion only calculated that the body of the national master was in the northeast, and said it was a lucky hexagram but did not say it was a bad place. The little Taoist Jin'an is better than the Tianshi. Fuduo has figured out a secret that is even better."

The other elders of Yujing Jinque echoed with emotion: "Especially since Taoist Master Jin An is so young, he is more accomplished than the masters of Tianshi Mansion who have spent their whole lives studying Feng Shui Divination and Qimen Dunjia. This is what makes me most excited. Waiting for a place of admiration.”

"You kid, how dare you take credit? It's all because you got a sharp weapon. You don't dare to take credit. You don't dare to take credit." Jin An told the truth.

But obviously, everyone present thought that Jin An was being humble. Who would have thought that Jin An would be equipped with so many magical weapons, comparable to the reincarnation of Taoist Duobao in the human world.

As the dull atmosphere in the car disappeared, everyone's conversation became more interesting, and the topic gradually shifted to the Lady in Black: Jin An: "Seniors, have you noticed that this evil mirror does not seem to be respectful to the Lady in Black?" effect?"

Taoist Zhanmu and the others all nodded with slightly condensed expressions. They had already noticed this detail.

"Did we guess wrong from the beginning? The purgatory scene here is not because this is the evil mirror platform, but maybe because a certain great demon lives here?" Master Xuan Lei raised his eyebrows heavily, with a cold light in his eyes. , as if lightning flashed across his eyes.

The statue of the Thousand-Eyed Taoist Lord explained: "Don't look at me, this Taoist Lord. I have reminded you before that I have never died, and I have never seen what the evil mirror platform in the underworld looks like. I only heard it from my fellow Taoists in the underworld." Yes, there is no guarantee that it is true."

"You, Thousand-Eyed Taoist Lord, are very clear about it." The elders of Yujing Jinque laughed and scolded in a joking tone, but did not really blame the statue of Thousand-Eyed Taoist Lord.

The statue of the Thousand-Eyed Taoist Lord said seriously: "This Taoist Lord is acting openly and aboveboard, and it does not disgrace the upright style of the Five Zang Taoist Temple."

Everyone was entertained, but this evil god was very afraid of death. These words were clearly meant for Nie Jingtai to hear. When the critical moment of life and death came, he began to admit that he was a member of the Five Zang Taoist Temple.

Even the corners of Qing Xi's mouth curved slightly, and then he glanced at Jin An, as if to say that like a master, there must be a servant.

Jin An's consciousness was sharp and he naturally noticed Qing Xi's gaze. He pretended not to see it. At this time, the great elder of the Dashi Kingdom spoke up to help Jin An: "Is there another possibility? Suppose this is really the place. The evil mirror platform, but the owner of the bronze coffin blocked all the benefits of the evil mirror platform."

Although everyone is unwilling to admit this conjecture, this is the only explanation that can explain why the empress in black is not affected by the evil mirror. There must be someone more powerful who is too eye-catching and can withstand all the advantages and disadvantages of the Evil Mirror Stage.

"Through this journey, it has been proven that the owner of this bronze coffin is good and not evil. If this conjecture comes true, what kind of evil is it that requires a trip to the Evil Mirror Platform?"

"Is this the true intention of the Tubo God, who wants us to vindicate the owner of the bronze coffin and restore his innocence?"

"Huh? This guess is quite possible."

"There are still many doubts that don't make sense. Tu Bo himself is the god who governs the underworld. He can judge people's good and evil deeds. Why does Tu Bo need to lend us a hand?"

"So what kind of underworld thing is this that even Emperor Tu Bo can't control and needs our help?"

While everyone was still discussing, Master Qing Xi, who had not joined the discussion all the way, suddenly said: "The speed of the car has slowed down."

Jin An noticed that the flesh and blood mud along the way was slowing down the coffin truck. As it ran for a long time in the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​bones, the wheels of the car, including the hooves of the headless pottery horse, were covered with thick flesh and blood, causing the speed to go faster and faster. The slower it gets, it's like being stuck in a quagmire.

On the contrary, the lady in black kept walking along the axis of the car to avoid being punished.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were dazzled. There was a vague figure faintly hidden in the depths of the blood mist. As the blood mist floated, the vague figure distorted with the light and shadow. Everyone looked wary and held their breath to look closely.