When the Wheel King felt the breath of the Sansheng Stone, he was already very strange. What I didn't expect was that the spirit of this three-life stone was actually held in the hands of this little girl who was saved by herself.

"Tell me," said the Wheel King, tapping the wat board in his hand and with an expressionless face, "Where did you get those in your hand?"

"Big ...... Adults are ......."

"Your Excellency asked you where you got your stuff from, and who wants you to ramble here, and dare to ask your Excellency?!" scolded a man with an ugly face and strange armor at the bottom of the stairs.

"Ah...... I...... I ......" the little girl was so frightened that she cowered on the patterned ground.

"Come on," the Wheel King smiled absently, "don't scare her. Tell me, little girl, who gave you this stone and its package?"

"Well, this is the ...... given to me by an old woman who saved me," said the little girl timidly.

"Did she tell you anything when she gave you this?"

"No, nothing...... She asked me to thank the adults for saving their lives...... Hey...... You are...... How can I ......"

"I am the Wheel King of the Ten Halls of Yama - Xue!"

"Ah...... Lord Xie Xue's life-saving grace ......"

"You're welcome. The Wheel King nodded, "You can hand me the thing." ”

The little girl hurriedly handed over the package. A man at the bottom of the stairs took it and presented it all the way to the wheel king.

"Hmm...... This is the spirit of the Sansheng Stone, right...... This burden ......" the Wheel King looked at the thing in his hand and bowed his head and groaned.

"Wait, this is the inheritance of Mrs. Meng?!The old woman is going to die?!"

The Wheel King was taken aback and looked at the furoshiki in his hand repeatedly.

"Even the marks of the Dao are printed on it, and they have forcibly recognized the Lord...... It's too arbitrary!"

The Wheel King looked shocked.

This is really terrifying, this old woman said that S is S?!

You must know that hell has its own cycle, the first hall of the ten halls of Yama is the king of Qin Guang - Jiang, the second hall is the king of Chujiang - Li, the third hall is the king of the Song Dynasty - Yu, the fourth hall is the king of the five officials - Lu, the fifth hall is the king of Yama - Bao, the sixth hall is the king of Bian Cheng - Bi, the seventh hall is the king of Taishan - Dong, the eighth hall is the king of the city - Huang, the ninth hall is the king of equality - Lu, and of course the tenth hall, the king of the wheel - Xue. And the connection between the King of the Wheel and the King of Qin Guang naturally depends on Meng Po to build a bridge. Now that there is a problem with Meng Po's first ring, there may be no way to maintain the entire reincarnation.

The Wheel King let out a long breath.

"In that case, it's a big problem...... Could it be that Meng Po wants to push the boat down the river and let me train her?"

The Wheel King looked up again and looked at the little girl at the bottom of the steps, a little embarrassed.

"Whew...... Come, then, thou shalt come. ”

The little girl hesitated for a moment, and finally came to the case of the Wheel King at the urging of the ghosts.

"Take this in your hand," the Wheel King said, handing over the worn furoshiki, "and put it on his head. ”

"Ah......" The little girl cowered a little, clutching the burden in her hand, not knowing what to do.

"Don't be nervous—" said the king of the wheel, and the index finger was a little lower, and the little girl sat down involuntarily. At the same time, the ground under the little girl's buttocks actually rose up half an inch high, slightly smaller than before, and it turned out to be a futon.

"Cross your knees and close your eyes—" As he spoke, the Wheel King snapped his fingers with his right hand, "Calm down—"

The little girl took a deep breath and closed her eyes cross-legged.

"The children can be taught. The Wheel King thought to himself, and said, "Look into my eyes—"

"But—but I'm still closed......"

"When it's calm, you can open it. ”

The little girl cautiously opened her eyes and saw those deep dark eyes. These eyes seemed to have an attraction, with a kind of light, which was different from the green cold stars in Meng Po's eyes. The faint light slowly swirled, forming two six-toothed gears that rotated in the opposite direction. Gradually, everything around me blurred, and only a pair of Hitomi Hitomi and the spinning gears remained.

Soon, four points of light appeared on all sides of the south, south, west, and north, which were golden, silver, red, and black. The points of light emit brighter and brighter light, and the light reflects large and small gears that bite each other.

Immediately after that, countless four-colored lines were connected between the gears, once again outlining the figure of the Wheel King in front of him, but it was composed of black and white, and gradient red.

The lines continued to be traced, and soon a new world appeared in front of the little girl.

"There are a lot of people, come here to be cleaner. How is it?" The Wheel King in front of him smiled slightly.

"Good...... It's so pretty!" the little girl was stunned.

"Then, you can cultivate here for the time being. Come—" said the Wheel King, stroking the furnier from the little girl's head.

"Hmm——!" A sharp pain wrapped in dizziness slammed into the little girl's head in an instant. In the moments before she lost consciousness, all she could remember was the smiling eyes of the man in front of her.

The Wheel King opened his eyes.

The little girl in front of her was gone.

There was a rustling exchange at the bottom of the steps.

"The adults actually opened an enchantment for a little thing with no name or surname. ”

"Maybe that little guy will be of great use to the grown-ups. ”

"I don't see anything peculiar about her. ”

"Come on, it has nothing to do with us. It's enough for us to do our own thing. ”

The Wheel King looked down the stairs and cleared his throat. There was silence below.

"Come, bring the next man up for judgment. ”

Is this a dream?

Countless green dots of light swirled around her, forming countless characters, which she seemed to be able to read, but as the characters turned into a great river, she could not remember the meaning of a single word.

Above the river, she stumbled upon some lotus flowers, large and small, made of white runes. But these lotus flowers have no roots or stems, and duckweed generally floats on the river. Oh, and there's a plank bridge made of black runes, and the piers of that bridge seem to be familiar to themselves.

By the way, there are also pedestrians composed of gray runes on the bridge, they are stiff and dry, silently take bowls of pale cyan runes and drink them, walk across the bridge, and go to the unknown depths.

Who handed them something to drink?

Just as the little girl remembered this question, her perspective changed abruptly, no longer drifting along the river, but facing the pedestrians head-on.

She noticed that her hand was handing out bowls of medicinal wine.

Strangely, she looked at these passers-by with slethered and terrifying faces, and there was not a trace of fear.

Most of the pedestrians drank the potion, and she watched from afar as the pedestrians left.

As the pedestrians advanced, the scene in the depths gradually became clear, and it was also a place where runes were constructed.

Hmm—why is your head a little dizzy?

She saw a huge whirlpool in the distance.

That's not the most important thing, what's even stranger is that the vortex is made up of nine colors, which swirl but don't merge to form a wonderful balance.

Why do pedestrians walk out of thin air and fall into the center of the whirlpool?

With her doubts, the runes of very light colors formed a series of slightly different bridges, some pedestrians walked in squarely, holding on to the handrails to walk smoothly, and some stretched their arms to maintain their balance, trembling to the center, and couldn't wait to jump down.

Suddenly, she faintly saw nine snake shadows in the depths of the whirlpool.

Immediately after, nine pairs of snake pupils actually looked at her together, and at the same time, a sharp hissing sound sounded in her head.

The sound resembles a baby's cry, but it's terrifying.

She felt as if her head had been struck by a hammer, only to feel a sudden darkness in front of her.

But then a mild and cool feeling neutralized the pain, and a pair of eyes with six-toothed gears appeared in the dim vision.

I don't know how long it took, but the little girl woke up.

She had a long, long dream.

When she opened her eyes, the owner of those eyes was looking at her with a smile.

"Little girl, how do you feel?" said the Wheel King.

The little girl found herself still in that black, white and red world.

"I ...... I seem to have gone to some dark place...... That place...... What's ...... I...... I don't think I remember...... Sorry ......"

"Can't remember?" said the Wheel King, who pondered for a while, "It's okay. There's nothing to say, from today onwards, I'm here to guide you in your practice. ”

"Thank you...... Thank you, sir......"

"You're welcome, you'll be my student from now on," the Wheel King patted the little girl's head, "and you don't have to be called an adult." You can call me Master. ”

"Thank you, Master!"

"Hmm. The Wheel King nodded slightly, "Little girl, do you know where you came from?"

The little girl was stunned for a moment.

"This ...... I...... I don't remember ......"

"Can't remember...... Never mind. The Wheel King laughed, "It doesn't seem appropriate to call you a little girl, a little girl". Why don't you give your teacher a name? ”

"You don't know where you came from...... and saw a dim world...... Can I call you "quiet"?"

(Chapter 3 of the new book, don't leave the big guys, the back is even more exciting! Kneel and beg for three times!)