The rest of his life looked at the person in the portrait.

The face of the person in the painting is clean and unremarkable, and the eyes are not sharp or fierce.

If it weren't for the portrait, the rest of his life really wouldn't think he was a traitor.

After the merman went upstairs for a long time, he jumped upstairs in line.

"By the way, you're from Yangzhou, how is the Star Picking Tower now?" Yu Sheng put away the portrait and looked up and asked Zhou Jiufeng.

Compared with the inn, Xingxinglou is a big deal, and after leaving for a few months, of course you have to care about it for the rest of your life.

Zhou Jiufeng and Ye Zigao glanced at each other, Bai Xingxing took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Yu Sheng, "Meng Po left a letter and left." ”

Yu Sheng took it suspiciously, and the letter roughly said that Yu Sheng's beauty was in her arms, and she became the leader of the Eastern Wilderness Alliance, and there was no other wish that could not be fulfilled for the time being.

As for her, she now knows that it was the King of the Eastern Wilderness who offended at the beginning, who was trapped in the wine altar for more than 30 years and has been punished.

"I've been away from the ghost town for a hundred years, and I miss it so much that I want to go back and see it. In the letter, Meng Po said sincerely.

Yu Sheng put down the note, "Since Meng Po wants to go back and have a look, then we don't have to stop it." ”

"She's going to go down the old road..."Bai Xingxing was just about to ask, but when he saw Yu Sheng's hands folded, he was making a wish again.

"Meng Po is not allowed to kill innocent people indiscriminately, Meng Po is not allowed to do unrighteous acts, and on the basis of fulfilling the first two wishes, I wish her no longer be bound by any wishes. Yu Sheng said.

The voice was very soft, only a few people in the lobby could hear it, but Meng Po, who was thousands of miles away, was suddenly stunned.

"Saints, saints. The believers who were crouching under Meng Po and listening to Meng Po's teachings devoutly heard the saint stop and raise their heads and call out to her in surprise.

"Oh", Meng Po came back to her senses and looked down at the believers at her feet, "Only unyielding character and unswerving faith can reach the other side." ”

Her mind flashed through the words of "unrighteous deeds" for the rest of her life, and she continued to speak only after stabilizing her mind.

"On the other side, the wind does not fight, the rain does not invade, and the demon beast is difficult to be injured again, and even get rid of reincarnation and become eternal. ”

"The world is impermanent, everything is suffering, leakage is suffering, and silence is joy. She patted the person under her three times on the shoulder, "Have you put it down?"

"Nope. The believer said, "I am crazy about everything in this life." ”

"Good. Meng Po nodded, if you put it down, it is the set of Buddhism, and the ghost way is that you can't let it go.

Only if you can't let go, you can be nostalgic for this life, and only if you can't let go, you choose the eternal way of being a ghost.

Otherwise, how can there be ghosts in the world who will not let you go?

"Now that you've decided, go ahead. Meng Po staggered past him and walked until he reached the door of the cave.

A skeleton stood behind her, draped in robes that covered the skeleton-filled body.

With a hat on the head of the skull and a long sword pinned to each side of the waist, standing behind Meng Po has some momentum.

The cave was halfway up the hillside, with interlaced canine teeth, and as soon as he reached the entrance of the cave, a gust of wind blew Meng Po's hair and the skull's robe.

"What do you think, what is justice?" Meng Po put her hands behind her back, looked at the wilderness in the distance, and asked the skeleton behind her.

The skeleton paused, then finally lowered its head, "I don't know. Unexpectedly, it was the voice of an old woman.

Meng Po smiled, "How can you not know that almost all living beings want justice, how can you not know what justice is?"

With Meng Po's encouragement, the skull spoke again, "For the individual, what is in line with the interests is justice, and for the collective, what is in line with the majority is justice." ”

"No, no, no, do you remember the saying, 'Good will triumph over evil'. Meng Po looked back at the skeleton.

In other words, as long as you are on the winning side, you are righteous. Meng Po turned her head again.

"The son of the King of the Eastern Wilderness. Meng Po laughed, there was nostalgia, envy, jealousy, and ridicule.

Born as a son of God, he can spend his life carefree, and he will never understand the suffering of sentient beings, nor will he understand the kind of responsibility that he is born with.

For him, justice is only the shackles of the weak who have kidnapped him, but for Meng Po, justice is a victory in the interests of all mankind.

But that's good.

At least as she walked through the wilderness, experienced life and death, and suffered a lot, she knew that there was a place where it was as warm as spring even in winter.

"Is there any news from the Witch Courtyard lately?" asked Meng Po as she came back to her senses.

"No, they're still looking for the ghost text you wanted. Skeleton said.

"Can't wait, let them trade the original turtle shell. She turned her head and glanced at the city on the horizon, "Let's leave Yangzhou City immediately." ”

"And your bondage ......"

"There is no rush for the time being. "Meng Po didn't tell the truth.

The skeleton replied and asked, "Where are we going?"

"Look for the sword bone. Meng Po sneered: "If the sword bone of the son of a saint is taken away by God, then what else can God not take away?"

The skeleton pondered and said, "I wonder if the saint has ever heard of an organization called 'God Killer'?"

"Godslayer?" Meng Po turned her head and looked at the skeleton in confusion, of course she had heard of this name, but what the hell was the organization?

"An organization that rose up in the Central Plains has taken it as its mission to kill gods and reproduce the glory of saints, and I also learned about it by chance when I went south. The skeleton continued.

"They're also fighting the idea of the sword bone, and—" The skeleton looked around cautiously.

"And what?"

"They know how to get the sword intent in the sword bones. The skeleton muffled its voice.

Meng Po was stunned, this was unexpected. As for the appearance of the god killer, he was not surprised, it was the dream of many people in the Central Plains to bleed the gods.

Don't think that the slaves who need a lot in the Central Plains are just people doing things, in fact, God needs the most servants and slaves.

"If they really have the ability to bleed God, I have to make a deal with them. Meng Po said.

As soon as he finished speaking, a muffled grunt came from the cave, and the skeleton turned around to see that the believer had fallen to the ground, blood spilling all over the ground.

Meng Po waved her hand, and the skeleton turned around and walked over and pulled out a soul from the corpse, and the white bones lit up slightly, allowing the dazed soul to settle down.

Pulling the soul to Meng Po, the still ethereal and weak ghost half-knelt in front of Meng Po, "ghost saint", he lowered his head and listened to Meng Po's teachings.

"Do not be evil, do not submit to the witchcraft, do not stand by and watch evil. Meng Po patted the ghost on the shoulder three times, and each time the soul body was much clearer.

"Disciple remember. The ghost raised his head and looked at Meng Po with a worried look, "I don't know if the disciple can follow the saint..."

Meng Po turned around and said undoubtedly: "The cultivation method has been passed on to you, you can go." ”

"I—" The ghost looked up, and in the firm back of Meng Po, finally left.

The skeleton was very strange, "Sage, now that we are short of manpower, you also said that he is a talent that can be created, why don't you keep him?"

"You also heard that he has a lot of nostalgia for this life, which is why he is a ghost. ”

"We are looking for people who are willing to give their lives to save people from fire and water. Meng Po looked at the ghost's back and said.

The heart of the Tao is difficult to disobey, once it goes against the grain, the result is either in vain or going mad.

After being quiet for a long time, the skeleton suddenly said, "Sage, have you ever thought about pulling the son of the King of the Eastern Wilderness in?"

She knew that Meng Po had crossed paths with the son of the King of the Eastern Wilderness before, and the friendship was still very deep.

Meng Po turned around, the fierce light was revealed, and her eyes were like knives, making the skeleton like falling into an ice cave.

As a skeleton, she hadn't felt this way in years.

She shrank back in fright, but still said: "I, I, dang, of course, I don't want him to be a ghost, but as long as he helps the saint's ambition a little, he is better than us by ten years." ”