The god of the underworld smiled without saying a word, and his gaze fell on the huge mirror in the center of the hall. In the center of the mirror, Chen Jiang sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at his nose and nose, his nose and his heart, meditating quietly, and soon reached the realm of unity between heaven and man. The god of the underworld narrowed his eyes, and the look of doubt on his face became even stronger.

Gluttony glanced at the god of the underworld, and a sly smile slowly rose at the corner of his mouth.

The rope of the immortal restricts his freedom, but because of this, it magnifies his appetite. Now he closed his eyes, and his mind was full of images of those monsters devouring the flesh and blood.

He was so immersed in those images that his mouth was drooling, and if he wasn't careful, he bit his own *.

The smell of blood foaming in his mouth aroused his bestiality even more, and he curled up like a boiled prawn, wailing in pain. Hungry ghosts, his need for flesh and blood is beyond his imagination, and it is beyond the imagination of gluttony.

This dependence is not only due to his psychological level, but also to his physiological.

Chen Jiang's muscles looked quite strong at the moment, but what he didn't know was that his muscles were dissolving at the moment.

In order to maintain his vital signs, his blood flow also slowed down. This also directly caused his body temperature to drop suddenly. The chill hit in waves, and Chen Jiang's hands trembled.

The thirst for flesh and the desire to survive forced him to his feet, staggering a few steps, and plunging headlong into the pile of bones he had eaten. At this moment, his bite force was unconsciously raised to the extreme, and the hungry ghost's tough bones were more brittle than wheat stalks in Chen Jiang's mouth.

He buried his head and crushed a quick bone, and the bone residue mixed with bone meal swallowed. The sky is like a cover, and the eyes are vast. Chen Jiang ate the bones like crazy, and his stomach was swollen like a bulge.

Despite this, the exuberant appetite that tortured him did not reduce by half a point in the slightest, and Chen Jiang was crying urgently, and when his face fiercely chewed on the bone residue of his mouth, the tears couldn't stop falling.

"The only thing that can quench his appetite is the flesh and blood of his kind, don't you know? If he doesn't eat for a long time, he'll die. ”

The god of the underworld gently rested the wine cup on the small table, squinted his eyes, and told the truth.

The glutton, who had his back to him and pretended to be napping, heard this and opened his eyes suddenly.

The god of the underworld glanced at the gluttony, and there was still a bit of pride in his eyes: "This bundle of fairy rope you made?" The workmanship is very fine, and the Buddha didn't pull out your skin alive back then?"

"Anyway, now that I'm separated by immortals, is it interesting to mention this?" Tao Tao sat up, "Explain clearly, if you don't eat for a long time, what will happen to the hungry ghosts?" ”

It's all up to this, and the god of the underworld doesn't hide it, he briefly thought about the language in his heart, and then spoke: "The deity knows what you're thinking, and now that set of cultivation methods is prevalent in the mortal world, it's a foundation building and a golden pill or something, no matter how strong you practice, you can't get rid of the constraints of the rules of the Qingtian Dao." So you think of the deity. ”

Gluttony smiled and didn't refute.

"But is the power of the Buddha-figure so easy to obtain? Do you know that the Buddha-figure understood what and entered the Tao back then?"

"A greedy word. ”

"That's good!" The face of the god of the underworld was a little more proud: "If you have a pure heart and few desires, why can't you enter the Tao if you are greedy and hateful?"

"Don't talk to me. Tao Tao shook his fingers, "You just want to provoke me to persuade that kid to untie the rope, but isn't this a foul? What is the principle, no one interferes, no one interferes." ”

"Yes, no one will interfere, no one will interfere. The great god of the underworld was happy, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it all.

The gluttony hung his head, his face showing deep affection in deep thought.

Should Chen Jiang untie the immortal rope on his body or not? This is a question worth considering.

Chen Jiang worked hard, and finally survived the time when his appetite was the strongest. At the moment when the appetite is lost, the bones that were comparable to the delicacies of the mountains and the sea at that time immediately became more difficult to swallow than lime. Chen Jiang randomly spit out the bone residue in his mouth that he hadn't had time to swallow, and then, he fell to the ground as limp as mud.

Miserable, now he has these two words in his head, miserable!

He couldn't help but think back to the feeling just now, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt a chill down his spine.

Chen Jiang remembered that when he was in school, the teacher in the class showed everyone a promotional video of drug rehabilitation. In the video, when a "addict" came up with drug addiction, he trembled and knelt in front of the anti-drug police, his face full of pleading, poor as a dog.

At that time, he was still thinking, is the harm of drug addiction so exaggerated? It can't be that the director team deliberately exaggerated the harm of drug addiction for the sake of the program's effect. Thinking about it now, Chen Jiang shook his head self-deprecatingly, he was still too young.

In the state he was in just now, where was there any dignity to be a human being.

It was quiet all around, and he suddenly felt empty in his heart when he had nothing to do.

He closed his eyes and simply wanted to sleep. But as soon as he closed his eyes, an indescribable irritability settled in his chest, and no matter how many deep breaths he took, the irritability still lingered.

Tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

He opened his eyes, and he was still irritable just now, and he instantly fell silent. There was no wind, the canopy was pressed very low, and he was resting in the blood-stained mud, staring at a meaningless point, empty······

He knew how to describe how he felt at this point.

Chen Jiang laughed.

Even more torturous than the exuberant appetite is the long and difficult time.

He clenched his fists and rolled over, burying his face in the sticky dirt that smelled of fish.

The sky was silently darkened.

Kundada, who had not appeared for a long time, slowly walked out of the dense grass, and a gray light rested on his shoulder.

"The god of the underworld won't let you get near him. ”

"He needs our help. Kunda said.

"If you openly disobey the will of the god of the underworld, you and I will be put to death by the god of the underworld. That's not what we want. ”

"I know. Kundada's face became worried: "I'm just worried that he will follow our old path. ”

"That's his decision, isn't it?"

"Perhaps from the very beginning, the Lord has chosen this path for him. ”

"If he doesn't eat when the next wave of appetite strikes, he will completely degenerate into a hungry ghost, and there will be no chance of becoming a human again. The Lord doesn't know this yet, does he?"

Kunda raised his arm, and with a movement of his mind, a cyan brand slowly appeared on his arm.

"What is this?"

"Not long ago, Qingtian Dao left a mark on that kid, do you remember?"

"What's going on?"

"The Lord has placed all his three thousand families in his sea of knowledge, so that as a part of him, we will have the same imprint on us. Kunda paused and continued, "I have studied for a long time, and finally I have come to understand that the function of this brand is protection. ”

"That is to say·····"

"With this brand, that kid is really going to be in danger, even if the lord doesn't make a move, that big man will make a move. ”

"I really don't understand, what kind of virtue can this kid have, and he is favored by so many big guys. In other words, we just didn't worry about people?"

"No!" Kun Dada's face became serious: "Do you think about how that kid met that woman named Lin Lu?"

"By chance, the hero saved the beauty, and then Chen Jiang helped Lin Lu solve several difficult things one after another, so Lin Lu fell in love with him, and loved him so much that he could give all his ····· for him"

Speaking of which, the consciousness contained in that light smelled the slightest hint of conspiracy.

Kunda continued with a solemn face: "Where there are any chance encounters, all of this was planned by the lord. Lin Lu is a chess piece, a chess piece, and it will come in handy in the end. ”

"So what are we going to do? I ·····" After a pause, the light group continued: "That woman named Lin Lu is too pitiful. ”

"You want to save her?" Kunda asked.

"Hmm. ”

"Okay, listen to you, we'll take her away. ”

"Good!"

The mind has been decided, and the two of them will not delay any longer, tear open a gap, and leave the underworld. At the same time, Lin Lu sat on the big bed in the hotel room like a lost soul, and Wang Lanxi leaned on the balcony, smoking a stuffy cigarette alone. Her agent called not long ago and asked if she would go to Paris Fashion Week for the catwalk. She glanced at Lin Lu and then hung up the phone.