In a dark space, there was a strong resentment everywhere.

From time to time, a terrible voice came out, which seemed terrifying.

But at this moment, there were black stone strips flying from the clouds in the distance, falling into the dark space like a wall.

At some point, a tall black wall has appeared.

Soon, those black stone bars had been built into a square city, blocking all the resentment that permeated the dark space.

Moreover, even the evil spirits inside were stopped and couldn't get out.

"Ahh

Many evil spirits tried to climb the wall, but they were blocked by the flames burning on the black wall, which made them weak and painful.

Eventually, they had no choice but to give up.

And after the little monk built four high walls, he finally returned from Nawojiao Mountain.

He sat in the center of the city, knocking on the wooden fish, chanting the scriptures, and his body was filled with a strong sense of Buddha, wanting to dissolve the resentment of many evil ghosts.

And these evil ghosts in the city used to be poor ghosts who died in vain, but the resentment in their hearts was not comforted for a long time, and gradually turned into devouring evil ghosts......

However, some demons are willing to let go of the resentment in their hearts, but some demons are not.

Because they have not yet seen with their own eyes those who murdered their lives receive their due retribution.

Around the little monk, there were evil ghosts kneeling on the ground.

Their evil thoughts gradually dissolved, and the resentment in their hearts gradually let go, and slowly became peaceful.

"Ah, little monk, you don't have to be nosy!"

In the darkness in the distance, there were evil ghosts who looked at the little monk who was angry and couldn't help shouting angrily.

They were unwilling, and they were turned into resentment in their hearts by the little monk and forgot their hatred.

They want revenge!

They will kill those who murder them with their own hands......

"Little monk, get out! We don't need your fake compassion, our resentment, can you resolve it with a word of Buddhism?"

There was an evil ghost with a hideous face, and he was extremely angry with the little monk.

"I repay virtue with virtue, but he harms my life and occupies my property, I am unwilling!" An evil ghost looked up to the sky and shouted, "I must take revenge and kill him with my own hands!"

"You bald asses, you don't have a good thing. ”

From time to time, these angry roars could be heard around the darkness.

Because they saw that the evil spirits near the little monk had forgotten their hatred after listening to the Buddhist scriptures, and they were very disturbed.

How can you forget this hatred?

However, this little monk was too terrifying for them to deal with. Moreover, as soon as they approached the little monk, they would be infected by the Dharma in him......

The most odious thing is that the little monk actually built a square city, blocked them all in the city, and could not return to the world at all......

The walls may seem ordinary, but when they touch them, they emit frightening flames.

If you can't get out of this square city, how can you go back to the world to take revenge?

As a result, their resentment intensified.

And the little monk turned a deaf ear, silently knocked on the wooden fish, and silently recited the scriptures......

His Dharma soared to the sky, making the surrounding Buddha light shine, and a Buddha Tuo who was like a dream was born. And countless evil ghosts, under the light of this Buddha, slowly let go of the hatred in their hearts and dispersed the resentment in their hearts......

The resentful soul body gradually became transparent.

They bowed down to the little monk reverently, as if to thank them so that they were no longer blinded by resentment......

At some point, a figure appeared in front of the dark space.

"Although there are only four high walls, it is an empty square city, but it ......"

That figure was Feng Qingyan, and several months had passed since he came back from Dibei. In the past few months, the little monk has built four high walls in this dark space that the evil spirits cannot climb out.

"Isn't this the precursor to the City of Vain Death?"

Feng Qingyan stared at the high wall and thought about it, although he had realized a long time ago that this little monk was not simple. However, even now, he can't believe that the little monk is the legendary Jizo King.

Is the little monk the king of Jizo?

Feng Qingyan couldn't be sure, and his feeling didn't seem to be.

However, according to the current situation, this empty Sifang City may really develop into a vain city.

Legend has it that the city of the dead was founded by King Jizo to contain the souls of those who had died in vain.

In fact, it is similar to a prison for criminals in the yang world.

It's not as good as it seems.

At this moment, he stepped into the quadrangular city, causing the evil spirits inside to tremble, and one by one they fell to the ground in fear. They felt that an incomparably terrifying existence had descended, and it seemed to be the Yin Tianzi who controlled reincarnation......

In just three steps, Feng Qingyan had already walked in front of the little monk, looked at it and said, "Little monk, we meet again." ”

The little monk stopped chanting, put down the wooden fish, got up and bowed slightly to Feng Qingyan.

"Do you want to emulate the King of Jizo to build a dead city?" Feng Qingyan looked around, then shook his head and said, "However, the city is empty, even if they are ghosts, they need to live, right?"

The little monk did not speak.

Feng Qingyan looked at the nearby vain ghosts, their souls were translucent, and they had obviously melted away the resentment in their hearts, and nodded slightly: "They can be reincarnated." ”

When the little monk heard it, his sad face finally showed a faint smile.

And when those vain ghosts heard this, they couldn't help but show happy faces, and even many vain ghosts became excited.

Although they want revenge, they want to be reincarnated......

"Thank you, Great God!"

"Thank you, God-king!"

At this time, many of the vain ghosts around him bowed down to Feng Qingyan.

Feng Qingyan just nodded slightly, and shouted into the distance: "Where is the bull head and horse face?"

"The bull's head is there. ”

"The horse is there. ”

Just in an instant, there was a sound of bulls and horses in the Sifang City.

"Come here quickly, escort these ghosts back to the underworld, and wait for the judgment of the Ten Palaces. Feng Qingyan said lightly.

When the dead ghosts heard this, they couldn't help but be shocked.

At this moment, there was a rumbling sound in the distance, and then two huge shadows appeared, followed by two terrifying Yin soldiers.

These two huge shadows are the head of a bull and the face of a horse.

"Meet the Son of Heaven. ”

Niu Tou Ma Mian saluted when he saw Feng Qingyan, and then waved his hand, and only those Yin soldiers escorted many vain ghosts back to the underworld.

"Son of Heaven, what about them?"

The bull head gestured to the demons around him.

"Bull head and horse face obey orders!"

At this time, Feng Qingyan shouted, and a faint divine power burst out from his body.

"The bull's head is there. ”

"The horse is there. ”

"Move this city back to the underworld, behind the Nai Ho Bridge. "Feng Qingyan Road.

"Obey!"

After listening to the order, the bull head and horse face immediately walked out of the square city, and then manifested a huge body.

"Up!"

At this time, I saw a loud shout from the bull head and horse, and this huge square city was moved alive.

And in the city, there was a slight shock.

When the little monk saw it, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, could it be that what he built was really a vain city? However, he was not the Jizo......

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