There was another courtyard near the small courtyard where Gong Yuyao lived, which was also shrouded in mist, and there was only a dense forest between the two courtyards. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ordinary people don't know the mystery, even if they walk into the fog, they can't see the real scene.

She not only invited Gong Yuyao back, but also 'invited' Mo Yi Cang Yan back.

The method used is simple and rude, just one sentence: if he doesn't come as a guest, then she will go and 'invite' Moyi Xiaobai back as a guest.

Such a woman with a detached bearing and demeanor does things neatly and neatly, never carries mud and water, and has no scruples.

After leaving Gong Yuya's place, the Western Witch Lord entered another courtyard and politely asked the 'guest' for the identity of Gong Yuya.

Mo Yi Cang told her helplessly that he also wanted to know, but Gong Yuyao seemed to have all kinds of breath on his body, such as demonic energy, demonic energy, ghost energy, popularity, and even hidden immortal energy, but he couldn't tell which one was more.

Mo Yi Cangyang kindly persuaded: "If he doesn't mess with you, don't take the initiative to provoke him, that one is not easy to provoke." ”

"I only provoke those who should be provoked."

The West Witch Lord slapped the long sword that never left his hand on the table, and said with a light smile: "I already know the identity of Mr. Gongyu, it is impossible for Mr. Gongyu to be unknown to Mr. Gongyu's ability, Mr. doesn't say it, don't you have any scruples?" ”

Worried about your life, for example?

Mo Yi Cang sighed and said, "The Witch Lord should know that I am not worried about myself, otherwise the Witch Lord will not reply to me." ”

He sat cross-legged in the middle of the large chair, his long hair scattered everywhere, and at first glance it looked like a pile of dirty hairs on the chair.

The West Witch Lord frowned, suppressed the idea of wanting to stay away from him, sat down across the table, and said lightly: "Since Mr. has already exposed his weaknesses, why bother going around in circles again, even if Mr. can't determine Mr. Gongyu's true identity, what's the point of guessing one or two?" ”

Mo Yi Cang sighed: "What's the use of guessing, but I can't confirm it." ”

The West Witch Lord knocked on the table and said lightly: "It doesn't matter if I can confirm it, I just want an answer, as long as Mr. is willing to say it." ”

"If I did, would the witch master forget something?"

Mo Yi Cang showed his eyes from his messy hair, staring seriously at the clear and narrow eyes of the West Witch Lord, begging for a promise.

The West Witch Lord looked back indifferently and bowed his head indifferently, "Naturally! ”

"Okay, I believe in the Witch Master."

Mo Yi Cang frowned and thought for a while, and said with some hesitation: "Has the witch master ever heard of the bitter sea? ”

The West Witch Lord pursed his lips and said: "I have heard, the sea of bitterness is boundless, and it is the shore that turns back, I have met a few monks, who have been babbling such things to an evil ghost, and what to say about putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the spot." ”

She suddenly laughed, raised her heroic long eyebrows and said: "It's really nonsense, that ghost has harmed countless people, and he can't enter reincarnation if he turns back, even if he doesn't harm people anymore, he won't be able to become a Buddha for another eight hundred lifetimes." ”

"What about the demon?"

Mo Yi Cang Yan cautiously looked at the Western Witch Lord's radiant face from between the messy hair, and was smart enough not to correct her thoughts.

Buddhism talks about overcoming evil to good, purifying all sentient beings with great love, and all sentient beings are equal, no matter how you persuade you, you still have to persuade you.

The character of the Western Witch Lord will not be understood.

She smiled and said, "I'll catch it back and make it into an altar, and I'll give you one one day." ”

Mo Yi Cangqi said: "What do I want an evil ghost altar for?" ”

The West Witch Lord said: "Aren't you good at raising Gu, using the Evil Ghost Altar to raise maybe you can raise a few more more powerful scourges!" ”

“……”

Mo Yi Cang Yan secretly pursed his lips, knowing that the Western Witch Lord was turning around and scolding him for playing Gu on Shen Yaohua.

When he didn't know what to say, the West Witch Lord said like nothing else: "Let's talk about the bitter sea." ”

“……”

The topic of the West Witch Lord changed too quickly, and Mo Yi Cangyu was slightly stunned for a moment before he said helplessly: "The bitter sea I am talking about is a realm, like Penglai, which only appears in myths, if you don't see it with your own eyes, no one can prove whether it exists or not." ”

"I've heard of Penglai, where the gods live, don't go around in circles and talk about the bitter sea."

The West Witch Lord knocked on the table impatiently.

Mo Yi Cang secretly rolled his eyes, sighed and said: "Legend has it that the Sea of Bitterness is an ominous place, and it is inhabited by souls full of unwillingness and resentment before death, people, ghosts, gods, and demons...... There's everything. ”

The West Witch Lord said categorically: "Impossible, although you and I don't know the end of the ghost and god, we understand that people have humanity, demons have demons, and the two worlds are not connected, so how can they go to the same end!" ”

"Legends! Legend! ”

Mo Yi Cang was also a little impatient.

"Who said that?"

If there is really such a legend, why has she lived for so long and never heard of it?

"My lord said it!"

Mo Yi Cang Yan glared at the corner of the West Witch Lord's lips that were about to purse with those small eyes that sparkled with fine light, and said, "You are not allowed to question my lord, otherwise I will not tell you anything." ”

"Okay, okay, you say, say it quickly."

The West Witch Lord knocked impatiently on the table again.

"My lord said that no matter the gods, demons, ghosts, demons or anything else, there are demons that cannot be crossed, especially before death, if the obsession is too deep and too heavy, it will be perceived by the sea of suffering, and they will send 'people' to exchange conditions with 'people' who have obsessions, fulfill their wishes for them, and then collect their souls into the sea of suffering."

The West Witch Lord raised his eyebrows and said, "What's the point of that?" What's the use of taking those souls? ”

"How do I know!"

Mo Yi Cang rolled his eyes and said, "But if there really is such a place, if I have to have a last day, I think I will be willing to hand over my soul to them to fulfill my wish." ”

"Innocent!"

The West Witch Lord sneered and said: "If there really is such a place, maybe it is even more terrible than hell, but after that, you will never be able to live beyond the life, and you will be fried and roasted every day, you are willing to go?" ”

"That's why I'm talking about people who are too obsessed and too heavy!"

Mo Yi Cang Yan rolled his eyes and said: "You asked me to say it, and after you said it, you didn't believe it, I only have this kind of guess about that Mr. Gongyu, do you like to listen to it!" ”

"Heh~"

His attitude was very bad, and the West Witch Lord laughed instead of being angry, and suddenly asked, "What happened to your lord?" ”

"He was demonic...... You shameless! ”

After Mo Yi Cangluo subconsciously answered half a sentence, he was shocked to realize that the West Witch Lord was tricking him, and jumped up in anger to have a big battle with the West Witch Lord.

"Ah, I'm crazy, what's all the fuss."

The Western Witch Lord swung a wall of aura in front of him, laughing and walking backwards towards the door.

When he walked to the door, he said: "Mr. Mo Yi is well-known and admirable, and after Mr. has extinguished the fire, I will come to ask Mr. for advice." ”

She turned around and walked away in style, and Mo Yi Cang looked at her straight and slender back until her tall and slender back disappeared, and then she frowned and sat back in her chair and groaned.

He was thinking about something else.

Now that the world has begun to be chaotic, not only people, but also ghosts and demons in the world are also ready to move.

He has a hexagram, which is very ominous, almost a dead end, and if the only glimmer of life in it does not work, I am afraid that he will really sell his soul and fall into the sea of suffering.

Does the sea of bitterness exist or not?