White Bone Monkey King

Guard Li was startled after hearing Jin An's words.

Is there such a thing as Li...

Is there such a thing as Li...

He chewed it several times, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and his face showed joy.

"Okay, okay, Li should be like this, hahaha."

In the gloomy tomb passage, Guard Li laughed heartily.

As expected, Guard Li, who is obsessed with killing evil, is really a big deal as he becomes the Headless Corpse King.

Jin An: "?"

What a god, Li Ying is like this.

Several black lines hung down Jin An's forehead, and he almost couldn't hold back and gave Li Guards a few fat beatings again. Was it because he thought they were not dangerous enough and wanted to attract the sleeping bloody roots around them?

After being glared at by Jin An, Li Weiwei realized that he was in trouble and shut up, but he still secretly laughed in private.

Reunited with old comrades, although the identity of Guard Li who was disguised was not revealed, the atmosphere of the big cavalry guards in the tomb passage was much more relaxed, and their morale was restored. Then, with their familiarity and guidance, the rest of the journey was smooth. .

They gradually went deeper underground in the tomb passage.

Along the way, he didn't forget to leave marks for the captain and the swordsmen.

In the dark tomb passage, there is no concept of distance and the passage of time, and it is not known how far we have walked in the tomb passage. Suddenly, the Feng Shui master who was the most powerful in the tomb stopped everyone again, and there was movement ahead.

people?

There are many people?

After hearing Mr. Feng Shui's reminder, everyone who was a little numb walking in the tomb became energetic and discussed in a low voice whether the captain and the others were in front.

Logically speaking, they were the largest number of people going to the tomb this time.

as expected.

After walking about a hundred steps in the dark in the tomb passage, a different building finally appeared in the same tomb passage. It was a stone hall made of piled stone bars. It seemed to be built according to the specifications of the Hades Palace. Each stone bar was sealed with molten iron.

The flickering light of torches could be faintly seen in the Hades Palace.

"Good guy, the roots of the soul-nurturing trees around this Hades Palace are as thick as his grandma's, and they are denser than the places we have walked along the way." The old Taoist priest exclaimed in a low voice.

The cavalry guard said at the right time that as long as these soul-nourishing tree roots were not actively stimulated or approached, they would be fine. They did not encounter any danger when they came.

Unless stimulated by blood, these soul-nourishing tree roots are in a quiet slumber.

When Jin An's muscles tensed up and he was the first to cautiously step into the Hades Palace, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

The old Taoist priest was also stunned, and then sighed regretfully.

This Hall of Hades is the center of this tomb passage.

I saw dense caves carved out of the stone walls around the Hades Hall, and in each cave there was a mummy nailed to death by hands and feet.

The hands and feet of the mummies were nailed alive here. Looking at the clothes on the surface of the corpses, although those clothes have been corroded for thousands of years, they are tattered and their original color cannot be seen, and they are also covered with dust. However, through some of the fine patterns on the clothes, it can still be seen that the status of these corpses must have been prominent during their lifetime.

Every corpse in the cave is wrapped with soul-nourishing tree roots.

In the center of the Hades Hall, there were several potholes separated by carved dragon guardrails. When I approached the guardrails, I saw that those potholes were full of human mummies.

These mummies were all slaves who built the mausoleum. They were thrown in like animals and stacked in disorder to form several mountains of corpses.

These are all burial pits!

One, two, three...

Roughly speaking, there are nine burial pits in total.

If there are hundreds of corpses in each burial pit, there are thousands of corpses in this Hades Hall alone.

These are living people who were sacrificed to the soul-nourishing tree.

And sacrificing so many people to the soul-nurturing tree was just to give a person a slim hope of resurrection after a thousand years.

"The Teng Kingdom existed thousands of years ago when hundreds of vassal states were fighting against each other. In that era of war, vassal states were fighting against each other everywhere. The people were displaced, the people were in dire straits, the farmland was abandoned, and human life was as worthless as the grass roots on the roadside. The princes There are wars between countries every year, and many people die every year. All the soldiers die. In order to preserve their glory and wealth, the leaders of the vassal countries begin to force civilians and farmers to go to the battlefield. These people basically die when they go to the battlefield. The difference. Once captured, they will be tortured with ink, have slave marks tattooed on their faces, and live worse than animals. And after the country is overthrown, the fate is also very tragic. Either the city is massacred, the people's families are destroyed, or they are youths. Strong men were branded as slaves, and their wives and daughters were reduced to military prostitutes. Most of them would die of torture before they could survive long."

"The more wars are in progress, the less valuable the lives of ordinary people are. Even if they do not die at the hands of the major vassal states, sooner or later they will starve to death on the roadside and starve to death in the fields."

Hey, even Li Wewei, who was very nervous and had unreliable jumps along the way, like ADHD, couldn't help but shake his head and sigh at this time, and it was rare for him to calm down.

There are so many innocent dead bodies in the Hades Palace, looking at so many tragic corpses, as soon as one steps into the Hades Palace, it seems that hundreds of innocent souls are coming out from those burial pits and caves, they are like... With his wide, dark mouth open, he cried out about the hardships he suffered during his lifetime and the pain of his family being destroyed.

The piles of corpses in the Cave of Thousand Corpses can also be explained by the fact that the corpses of people who fell into the water and drowned in various places over the past thousand years were washed along the current into the Cave of Thousand Corpses and slowly accumulated, giving rise to the piles of corpses today.

But the victims in the burial pits in front of us are all living people. Whose husband, father, and son are they? They were all ordinary farmers with happy families. However, because of the war, their country was ruined and their family was ruined. Unworthy slaves were pushed alive into a burial pit just because the owner of the tomb needed victims to be buried with him.

Looking at these inhumane burial pits, as well as the particularly developed root system of soul-nurturing trees in the burial pits, the atmosphere in the team was a bit dull.

The Hades Palace is very big.

They followed the light of the fire to find the people in the Hades Hall, and unexpectedly saw three eminent monks from Bailong Temple. They were concentrating on copying Buddhist scriptures on the stone wall of the Hades Hall.

Those Buddhist sutras are all written with the golden powder of the eminent monk sitting in a seated form. The characters are heavy and thin, and the body is thin and muscular. It shows the majesty of the Buddha's salvation of all sentient beings, but also the mist of the Buddha's years.

These Buddhist scriptures are shining with golden light and the Dharma is condensed.

They are all based on the lifelong Buddhist practice of three eminent monks.

The more scriptures are written, the golden light of the Buddha in the Hades Palace becomes stronger and stronger, and the breath of peace sweeps away the resentment, hatred, hostility, evil spirit, and yin energy in the Hades Palace and the burial pit...

I observe the power of Ksitigarbha, and it is difficult to say that the eons of sand in the Ganges will be exhausted. A single thought of seeing, hearing, observing, and paying homage can benefit people and heaven in immeasurable ways.

If you are a man, a woman, or a dragon god, you will fall into the lower realms after all your retribution. Sincerely take refuge in the body of a great warrior, and your lifespan will be extended and the obstacles of sin will be eliminated.

Those who have lost the love of their parents have no idea where their souls are. Brothers, sisters and relatives have not known each other since they were growing up.

The body of a great warrior may be sculpted or painted, and he will not give up for a moment in sorrow and love. If you recite his name for three or seven days, the Bodhisattva will appear in the boundless body.

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"Little brother, this is the "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra" used by Buddhism to save people's sins. It can eliminate countless sins and help people go to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss."

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has made a great wish: 'If hell is not empty, I will never become a Buddha until all sentient beings are saved, and only then can I realize Bodhi'."

The old Taoist priest explained to Jin An.

Although he is a Taoist priest.

But this does not prevent him from contacting some monks and knowing some Buddhist classics.

"These three eminent monks are using the great incense and incense power accumulated by Bailong Temple over the years to selflessly save these suffering martyrs, so that they can escape from the sea of ​​suffering and ascend to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss."

The old Taoist priest said in awe.

The three eminent monks of Bailong Temple, who had been immersed in writing Buddhist scriptures, heard voices behind them, and then they turned around and saw Jin An and the others as if they were just waking up from a dream.

"Taoist Jin'an, Taoist Chen, and everyone are all safe and sound. Great, everyone is fine." The three eminent monks of Bailong Temple were overjoyed.

But when they saw so many cavalry guards following Jin An, the three monks were even more surprised. After learning about Jin An and their experiences along the way, the three monks were all filled with sighs and sighs, saying that the captain would be very happy if he saw that all the cavalry brothers were still alive and well.

Jin An turned around and looked around, but did not find Du Wei and Xi Jian, so he asked about their whereabouts. The abbot of Bailong Temple smiled and told Jin An not to be nervous. Du Wei and Xi Jian were both safe.

They met one after another in this underworld palace. Worried about the safety of Jin'an and the others, Duwei and Xiajian went to look for Jin'an and the others nearby, leaving the three of them here to copy the "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra".

Now that they have found the lair of the soul-nurturing tree, they plan to quell this ten-thousand-year-old soul-nurturing tree to eliminate the permanent problem, so as not to leave a root of trouble that will continue to cause trouble for thousands of years.

Hearing that Jiajian was alone with the captain.

Jin An and the old Taoist priest looked at each other strangely.

Will the captain notice something about their honest sword-sharpening skills?

"Taoist Master Jin'an, you can find this place, but have you noticed the marks we left along the way?" The abbot of Bailong Temple clasped his hands together and looked happily at everyone who was safe and reunited again.

Jin An shook his head: "The terrain in this tomb passage is complicated, and there is more than one tomb passage. We must have staggered it."

After hearing Jin An's answer, the abbot of Bailong Temple sighed and sighed again.

Perhaps it was because there were so many people here and there was so much noise that the captain and Xiejian, who were not far from the Underworld Palace, heard the noise and rushed back.

"Master!"

"Third Junior Brother!"

When master and apprentice meet again, the master's greetings to his apprentice are naturally indispensable.

The old Taoist priest has long been numb to his status as "third junior brother". Now that he can reunite with Xiajian, he doesn't care if he suffers some disadvantages in terms of seniority.

The most important thing in the Taoist temple of the five internal organs is to be neat and orderly.

"Old Shitou, Zhouzi, Wang Guang..." The captain was also surprised to reunite with his subordinates at this time.

The reunion of so many people made the Hades Palace, which had been cold and silent for thousands of years, become lively with people. Everyone spoke to each other and told about their experiences along the way with the joy of reunion.

While there were many people chatting, Jin An secretly pulled Xi Jian and said: "Xi Jian, when you were alone with the captain, did the captain have any doubts about your identity? Or did he do anything to you?"

Sharpening his sword dully, he answered truthfully: "The captain asked me how I got to know my master, senior brother, and third junior brother."

Jin An's head tightened: "How did you answer the question of sharpening the sword?"

Sharpening the sword is still the same dull and dumb expression: "Disciple answered truthfully, I forgot."

Jin An laughed happily when he heard this.

He could imagine the captain's depressed expression at that time when he must have choked on his sword and was speechless.

"What happened next?"

Jin An gave Chi Jian a thumbs up and praised Chi Jian for his good answer.

"The captain also asked my disciple why he knew so much about tomb robbing."

"Xie Jian, how did you answer this time?"

"My disciple still answered truthfully and said, I forgot."

The more Jin An listened, the happier he became.

"The captain also asked why the disciple always recognized his master as his master." This time, for the first time, a serious expression appeared on his dull face, and he took the initiative to speak.

Jin An was a little nervous and asked what was Xi Jian's answer?

He sharpened his sword and shook his head: "My disciple said he doesn't know. He only knows that by following the master, he can learn many principles of life, and he can also have lamb chops and haggis noodles to eat every day. Master, after we come out of the tomb this time, I can eat more A bowl of haggis noodles?”

He sharpened his sword and looked at Jin An dully.

For the first time in Chia Jian's clean and flawless eyes, which lacked the intrigues and intrigues of the secular adult world due to amnesia, he longed for something.

"Master, are you crying?" Chi Jian looked at Jin An.

"No way, you must have seen it wrong, my disciple. Master, that doesn't mean crying, that means having sand in your eyes." Jin An denied it and rubbed his eyes.

The sword was sharpened with a dull sound.

After Jin An rubbed his eyes, he looked at the sword sharpening seriously: "Good disciple, when we get ashore this time, the first thing we do is to eat a bowl of hot haggis noodles to get rid of the moisture and bad luck in this tomb. "

"However, we can keep it secret from your senior brother. You must never tell your senior brother. We often carry it on our backs and eat lamb chops, rice and haggis noodles outside."

Chi Jian was holding a floating corpse in the river. He was seriously injured and unconscious, and it floated down the river. He and the old Taoist priest fished it out. But Shayang carried Shayang all the way to the village. Shayang opened his eyes and woke up once. The first thing he saw was him and Shayang, so he always recognized Shayang as his senior brother and had the best relationship with Shayang.

He was worried that his sword-sharpening family was too honest and arrogant, and would tell his senior brother Shayang everything.

Then they won't be able to eat mutton chop rice, haggis noodles, mutton liver, mutton lungs, mutton heart, mutton tongue, mutton kidneys, etc...

"Master, don't worry, my disciple is not a fool." Xiajian nodded solemnly.

Jin An was pleased to see his sensible and good disciple sharpening his sword: "Whoever says that you are stupid, my disciple, will be beaten into a fool by Master to vent your anger."

Jin An finished muttering privately with Xiejian. When he turned around to look for the old Taoist priest, he saw the old Taoist priest on the other wall of the underworld, using cinnabar, a pure Yang thing, and calmly copying Taoist scriptures from behind. .

Those scriptures are painted with silver hooks and iron in the hands of the old Taoist, like a prostrate dragon, carrying with them the vicissitudes of life and righteousness.

What the old Taoist priest copied was the Taoshang Cave Xuan Ling Bao Sheng Xuan Miao Sutra for Dispelling Disasters and Protecting Lives from Taoists.

On the other side, the three eminent monks of Bailong Temple continued to use the Buddhist eminent monk's seated golden body powder, with their backs as solemn as holy monks, to copy the unfinished "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra".

Seeing the three monks working together so persistently to save the souls in the burial pit, no one present, including Jin An, laughed at the senselessness of such a thing. On the contrary, they were all impressed by the supreme generosity of the four people in front of them. .

Jin'an was infected by the behavior of the abbot of Bailong Temple, Monk Kongming, Monk Hongzhao, and the old Taoist priest. He took a deep breath and used the Qi of the five internal organs in the Immortal Temple of the Five Internal Organs as the main one, supplemented by the Thunder Method, the head of all methods. Pointing through the iron back, he began to write scriptures on saving people on the third stone wall of the Hades Hall.

Mr. Feng Shui was completely impressed by Jin An's big heart this time and smiled with relief.

"Madam, she really saw the right person."

"Those who have gained the Tao will receive much help. Mr. Jin'an has already achieved the Tao."

"Master Jin'an, Taoist Chen, and several eminent monks, please let me help you, so that together we can never have this harmful tomb in the future."

Mr. Feng Shui also stepped forward at this time. He once again depicted a larger ghost house and the overall situation of Feng Shui on the fourth stone wall. He did not hesitate to consume his own energy and spirit to create a bigger gate of hell, and sent the dead souls here to the road to hell and free themselves from the shackles. Putting down the scourge of the Ten Thousand Years Soul-nurturing Tree, it completely cut off all hopes of the Lord of Teng Kingdom.