Chapter Twenty-Three: Death in Hell
The morning came too slowly, anxiously looking forward to fainting in the peach forest between the mountains, the first ray of sunlight slanted into it, Qin Feng knocked on Zhong Zhong's door, and saluted with both hands in fists. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Uncle Zhong, let's call the valley master early, I'm worried that the medicinal power of Tingyu has passed, and what should I do if something happens." The two of them talked as they went to find the Jade Rakshasa.
The jade rakshasa also knew that today was the most critical day, so he got up early and packed up, and called the four of them, who were still on the first day, to go to the secret room. Get in. Qin Feng was the first to rush in, and saw that Tingyu had not woken up, and he was sleeping as sweetly as a little baby, but he was embarrassed to get up, and his face with a mask did not know if it was red.
It was still those procedures the day before yesterday, and everyone sorted them out, and they were all gentle, for fear of alarming the sleeping people who heard the rain.
In a quarter of an hour, listening to the rain came slowly, stretched his stiff body, moved his neck, and heard the movement of the people outside the house.
"Uncle Zhong, I'm awake, I can start today."
The people looked at each other, and they all went in.
"Today is the most critical day, Boss Zhong, today is changed to a fire, fan eight times, stop twice, eight hours, you must fan hard."
Zhong Zhong nodded and said, "Okay, everything is under the instructions of the valley master, Yu'er, if you can't help it, just shout loudly, don't hold back." Uncle Zhong is outside, and I'm always there. “
Wen Ren heard the rain and smiled slightly, "Yu'er knows that you are here." “
The silver needle of the jade rakshasa did not stab at the eyebrows of the people who heard the rain, and stabbed into the temples of the people who heard the rain, pierced from the left, and the sharp pain like the waves suddenly drowned the people who heard the rain, a howl, the body couldn't help twitching hard, trying to break free from the restraints, the mouth covered a shout, the peerless face was distorted, turning the fairy into a ghost in hell, listening to the rain felt something in the body floated up, and kept falling.
In front of the Guan Ju Palace, the black and white messenger tightly used an iron lock to tightly trap the unjust souls who did not want to leave. After a sea of suffering, the bottom is full of ghosts with headless and broken arms. Where have I been, is it the underworld, I don't accept it, why do I want to go to hell, I have heard that people have not done anything wrong, why did I fall into hell.
"You ignore the four kindnesses, the kindness of your parents, the kindness of teachers, the kindness of the country, and the kindness of all sentient beings, and you have not fulfilled your responsibilities, that is, you have committed suicide without authorization, and it is very difficult to come to this world as a human body, and it is the first mistake. You trust others, fall in love, your father died because of you, it is the second mistake, here is a hell of vain death, for cowardly suicide and death, do you dare to say that you are wronged? “
The front of the Yan Jun Hall was full of souls, and there was a shout, and inexplicable flames floated in the air at any time, burning at will. From time to time, souls who didn't have time to dodge were charred and blackened, letting out oozing screams. Wen Ren listened to the rain and walked with the souls, waiting to be sentenced by Yan Jun, but he was not afraid, thinking about what the black and white envoy said just now, yes, what did he do in his life, for the so-called illusory feelings, he mistook himself, his family, committed suicide, and left the world with just a ridiculous talking point. How good it would be if I had an afterlife, and I should go to hell......
"Hear the rain and you will be convicted." Yan Jun said majestically.
"Yes, the little woman is guilty." Listening to the rain did not avenge and cry like other souls, it was calm and quiet.
"Your mother has saved countless people, and now she has gone to the heavenly realm to serve as the chief medicine, and she begged the gods to resurrect you, you should cherish it. Go ahead. Yan Jun waved his hand......
For about half an hour, the blood in the suction cup was full, and a trace of cyan gently emerged from the right temple, suddenly turning into a tear-like droplet, and before Qin Feng could take the bowl, he dripped into it, and the jade rakshasa pulled out the silver needle. He took two things and went to the outhouse.
Hearing the rain shouting, as if in a nightmare, he woke up, and the pain in his body stopped abruptly. Qin Feng untied the ropes on her body and helped her out of the stone room.
The fan fanned eight times, stopped twice, Zhong Zhong fanned hard, and the Jade Rakshasa kept chanting the incantation.