Chapter 1 Five-Star Alignment
In a different world of hell, Ah Jiu resurrected the ghosts and eight immortals one by one. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Tie Guan Li, Lu Dongbin, Han Zhongli, Uncle Cao Guo, Zhang Guolao, Lan Caihe, Han Xiangzi, He Xiangu, and the Eight Immortals will gather in hell and another world.
The jade remnants were overjoyed, and Ah Jiu quietly retreated.
"Wow."
A big crack suddenly opened in the ground, and the jade remnant flower stumbled and fell in, reaching out to climb a corner, trying to come up but couldn't get up.
Countless karmic obstacles are entangled, and no matter how great the jade remnant flower is, it can't come up.
"Brothers, save me."
"Hahaha." The Eight Immortals above all burst out laughing.
The iron crutch walked over with a hideous look, raised the iron crutch and smashed it on the jade hand of the jade remnant flower.
"Ahh With a long scream, the jade remnant flower had fallen into the infernal hell.
Several Eight Immortals turned into a phantom and disappeared, and Ah Jiu and a few people walked out.
"Hell is not empty, vow not to become a Buddha, cross all sentient beings, and prove Bodhi."
"Amitabha."
"I won't let you go." The curse of the jade remnant flower sounded in grief and anger under the cracks.
"Amitabha." King Jizo recited the Buddha's name again, took out a pile of stones from his bosom and threw them into the gap.
The pile of stones quickly grew in size and formed a mountain that pressed down towards the jade remnants.
Not only did it fill the gap, but there was also an extra mountain, but the old monk of Jizo still felt that it was not enough, and took out a six-character mantra and pressed it.
"How many years does this have to be pressed?"
"Amitabha, the heavenly machine must not be revealed, and it will naturally come out when it is time to come out."
"We're winning, let's celebrate."
"Amitabha." The old monk clasped his palms together and recited the Buddha's name.
"Then I'll sing a song to celebrate."
The enemies were all destroyed, Ah Jiu was in a good mood, and sang at the moment: "Five hundred years, once the mulberry fields and the sea, may the world be covered with moss, at ease, at this moment, the heart is not dead and yearns for freedom, even if it is a wildfire, even if it is covered with ice and snow, it is still infatuated and does not change." ā
"Why, why, this way?"
"What are you singing?" Wen Xiu asked with a puzzled face.
"What's the name of this mountain?" Ah Jiu asked.
The old monk thought for a while: "There is a ghost king trapped in this mountain, so let's call it the Ghost King Mountain." ā
"Well, my song is called, Trapped Ghost King Mountain." Ah Jiu replied with a grin.
"Let's go." The old monk was the first to step out of hell.
"Heh, let's go too."
"Stay."
"Is that you?"
Zhong Xiaomei came over and took Ah Jiu's hand and said, "We haven't married yet, how can you go?" ā
Ah Jiu immediately straightened his face and frowned: "Marriage, I am a human, you are a ghost, what kind of relationship do you become?" ā
Zhong Xiaomei looked aggrieved and about to cry, and the bearded man grabbed Ah Jiu's collar: "You kid want to admit it again?" ā
Ah Jiu said helplessly: "All the men in the world are dead, what are you pestering me for?" ā
The bearded man opened his big eyes: "Who let you take advantage of my old girl." ā
"People and ghosts have different paths, otherwise, you will be reincarnated first, and when you are still a daughter in that life, will I marry you again?" Ah Jiu discussed.
"You forget, the little sister is an ownerless lonely soul, there is no owner and no reason below, and she can never be exceeded, and she will be destined to see you for several lifetimes."
"Alas, I'm just afraid that there is no fate, so let's wait, wait a minute, when I die, everyone will be ghosts, how about getting married then?"
"I've checked the life and death book a long time ago, and your name is not on it, who knows when you will die?"
Ah Jiu's eyes were split: "You still expect me to die early, even if I live to death, I won't live to be a hundred years old." ā
"No, in short, you must marry your little sister." The bearded man has a tough attitude and is unreasonable.
Ah Jiu pondered for a while and asked, "Is it possible for my little sister to be reincarnated after marrying me?" ā
"Yes."
"I have three conditions."
"Speak."
"First, I'm going to ask King Jizo to help us get married."
"The poor monk can help you get married." The old monk came over again at some point.
"You are a monk, and you can still help people get married?" Ah Jiu asked in surprise.
"Amitabha." The old monk clasped his palms together and recited the Buddha's name: "Hell is not empty, vow not to become a Buddha, cross all sentient beings, and prove Bodhi." ā
"If the Pudu Zhong donor gets out of the sea of suffering as soon as possible, what does it matter if the poor monk is a witness."
Ah Jiu was trying to make things difficult, but he didn't expect this old monk to really agree.
"There is no end to the bitter sea, I'm afraid of getting out of one bitter sea and falling into another bitter sea, hey, what is the little beast on your shoulder?"
"It is the truth of the divine beast under the seat of the poor monk."
"Second, the King of Jizo must give me the truth."
"Amitabha, as you wish." Di Ting suddenly jumped onto Ah Jiu's shoulder.
Ah Jiu let out a long breath, and he couldn't stop it.
"Thirdly, I have to leave as soon as the morning dawns, and I will not come back, and you must not stop me, nor shall you come to me again."
The bearded lungs were about to explode, and they endured it again and again, Zhong Xiaomei was even more beautiful with tears in her eyes, and Wenxiu quietly said a word on the side.
It's not that Ah Jiu is too ruthless, it's really a different way for people and ghosts, and it's helpless.
The location is set in Lujiazhuang, and the day is tomorrow, an auspicious day for the Demon Dao of Hades.
Ah Jiu's poor jingle sounded, and he couldn't afford any dowry, so he simply removed the pistol and dagger as a dowry.
The sun rose, and everyone returned to Lujiazhuang to prepare for the wedding.
The village is full of lights, how many tables can be set up, how many tables can be set, and the food is flowing water seats, and you can eat as much as you can.
The sun set, Ah Jiu was dressed in the groom's official costume and wore a red hydrangea, but he only knew that the groom's official was Ah Jiu, and he didn't know who the bride was.
"Amitabha, the auspicious time has come, worship heaven and earth."
"Worship heaven and earth."
"Two worship the high hall."
"Husband and wife."
"Send it to the cave."
"Lin Fengjiao, Zhong Xiaomei, married and married."
"Amitabha, good, good."
In the cave room, Zhong Xiaomei was wearing red makeup and covering her red head, and was sitting quietly on the bed.
The hijab is not in a hurry to lift it, Ah Jiu sits on the bed and doesn't know what to do, he can't do that.
"Xianggong."
"Huh?"
"Do you want to sit like this until dawn?"
"Well, what else are you going to do?"
Sitting until the middle of the night, there was still nothing to say, few people were so tortured by the candle night in the cave room, Ah Jiu couldn't understand Zhong Xiaomei's mood at the moment.
Ah Jiu suddenly clenched Zhong Xiaomei's cold hand: "If I have a next life, I will definitely take care of you as a model husband." ā
Zhong Xiaomei may have been stunned and couldn't speak for a long time.
"What is a model husband?"
Ah Jiu thought for a while and said: "Rich, handsome, romantic, can coax girls to be happy, and a true heart will never change." ā
Zhong Xiaomei was speechless for a long time.
"Really?"
"It's not easy, if you had to get rid of two, which two would you choose?"
"Rich, handsome."
Ah Jiu was helpless, and said, "What if you take out two more things." ā
"If you understand romance, you can make girls happy."
"Take it off again."
There is nothing left, long ugly, poor, introverted and withdrawn, few words, a cowardly and incompetent man.
"I don't want to offend my husband, I just want to be with you." (To be continued.) )