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As soon as Zuo Yun came back to his senses, he saw that Meng Po was already holding a black hosta in his hand and came to the front, and he was so frightened that he agreed repeatedly.

"Okay, this Nine Yin Xuan Jade Hairpin will be handed over to the Messenger!"

Meng Po didn't have the slightest doubt about Zuo Yun's reaction, and actually directly handed over the Nine Yin Xuan Jade Hairpin to him.

After Zuo Yun took the Jiuyin Xuan hosta, before he could check it, the mobile phone in his hand emitted a black light, and the black hosta was included in it and disappeared.

But then, Zuo Yun saw that on the screen of his mobile phone, a prompt to receive Meng Po's delivery order had appeared, and it also showed that the delivery fee was Jiuyin Xuanyu.

Obviously, only by completing Meng Po's delivery order can you get the delivery fee for the Jiuyin Xuan hosta.

However, the Meng Po in front of her just played a dumb riddle with herself, and she didn't let her give anything away at all!

Zuo Yun didn't know what to do, so he had to stand where he was, silent.

And Meng Po seemed to see that Zuo Yun was hesitating, and immediately said, "Lord Messenger, what else do you think you need?"

Zuo Yun thought about it, and finally had to say ambiguously: "Mother Meng, isn't there anything to hand over to me?"

"Yes, if the envoy goes empty-handed, I'm afraid I won't like it! Diting likes the steamed buns I make the most, so I just want to steam two baskets for it!"

With that, Meng Po turned around and walked behind the black clay pot, turned into a giantess again, and then there was a burst of dough kneading and cutting steamed buns!

After the steamed buns were ready, Meng Po moved the clay pot, set up the pot, put on the steamer, and began to steam the steamed buns.

And Zuo Yun, who was standing in place, was already scared stupid!

Isn't Di Ting a psychic beast lying under the case of the Bodhisattva Sutra of the King of Dizang, and he actually wants to give Di Ting steamed buns, which is too ridiculous!

Moreover, the king of Jizo once made a great vow that if hell is not empty, he will not become a Buddha, then he must be in the eighteenth layer of hell, and he will go down by himself, how dangerous it is, you can imagine!

I'm just a mortal, is this going to kill my rhythm?

Zuo Yun shouted in his heart!

Meng Po's steamed buns were steamed quickly, but in a few moments, two round and large white steamed buns were already out of the cage.

It's just that when Meng Po returned to normal size and approached with the bamboo basket full of white steamed buns, Zuo Yun almost didn't exclaim.

Because those steamed buns are all shrunken human faces, and each face is hideous and terrifying.

Meng Po carried the basket and handed it to Zuo Yun and said, "Lord Messenger, Di Ting's favorite steamed buns made by these evil ghosts, eat these steamed buns, it will definitely agree to your request!"

Zuo Yun took the steamed bun, but he didn't know whether to leave or not, after all, he didn't know what he wanted to promise!

However, Meng Po had already waved her hand, and the ground under her feet cracked again, and a white staircase stretched down again.

Below the stairs was a huge, empty square, with a terrible howl, accompanied by the sound of knives and tug-of-wars.

Zuo Yun looked down and saw that the ghosts below were tied to four wooden stakes in the shape of a "big" character.

On the left and right sides, there was a bearded strong man, pulling a saw blade, constantly sawing the body of the Yin Spirit.

Some of the ghosts sawed into pieces of stumps and severed bodies were pushed onto the huge board, where a giant with two knives in his hand slashed and chopped indiscriminately, screaming a hundred times more.

This is the eighteenth layer of the Knife and Saw Hell, and the legend has it that those who deceive their superiors and subordinates, cut corners, and buy and sell unfairly, will be sent to this hell after death.

Of course, whether this is really the case, Zuo Yun doesn't know, after all, he has just come to the underworld!

Zuo Yun hesitated whether to go down, but Li Xiangjun next to him reminded in a low voice: "Lord Messenger, hurry up, the steamed buns are cold, and I don't like to eat them!"

Only then did Zuo Yun remember the Yin Soul Steamed Bun in his hand, and hurriedly went down the stairs and entered the Knife Saw Hell.

After coming to the knife and saw hell, the bearded men around him were all respectful to Zuo Yun, and they bowed and saluted one by one.

This made Zuo Yun's fear suddenly relieved a lot, although he was still a little hairy when he saw those stumps and broken bodies shaking and screaming on the ground, but at least he was not in danger.

Zuo Yun grabbed a black-faced strong man who was tug-of-war and asked, "Do you know where the residence of the King of Jizo Bodhisattva is?"

When the black-faced strong man heard this, he hurriedly said in fear: "My lord, the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth is here!"

"What, why can't I see it!" Zuo Yun rolled his eyes, except for the mountains that were not tall and topless, there was not even an official residence around, how could there be a bodhisattva.

The black-faced strong man immediately prostrated on the ground, but he stretched out his hand and pointed to it and said, "Lord Messenger, isn't the Jizo King Bodhisattva here!"

Zuo Yun looked up along his fingers, almost didn't drop his jaw, only to see a huge Bodhisattva sitting cross-legged with his hands folded, and he was standing under his knees!

Knowing the location of the King of Jizo, it is not difficult to find Di Ting, Zuo Yun looked forward again, and soon found Di Ting lying under the scripture case.

Of course, the sutra case is also surprisingly big, if you don't know the location of the king of Jizo, I'm afraid that you will think it's the dome of the sky, where can you see what the sutra is.

As for Di Ting, it is a large white dog like a mountain, with long ears, fluffy fluff, and smoke in its nostrils, which at first glance looks quite like a white Labrador.

Of course, Di Ting is different from ordinary dogs, it also has a pair of horns on the top of its head, like dragon horns, and dragon scales on all four legs, like unicorn legs.

At this moment, Di Ting was lying on the ground, with his arms on his pillow, and was sleeping soundly.

Seeing Di Ting's huge form, Zuo Yun was stunned, and then remembered that he had to give the steamed bun he was carrying.

However, waking up this snooking big white dog is a problem, those knives and saws are so loud, they can't wake up this big white dog, and they bark twice casually, but I'm afraid it's in vain.

And the most important thing is that the heat on this steamed bun is already very scarce, and it looks like it's about to get cold!

Li Xiangjun said before, if the steamed bun is cold, Di Ting will not like to eat it!

"Damn, what else can I do, climb up first!"

Zuo Yun didn't have a good way, so he could only climb up along one of Di Ting's knees.

Fortunately, I am now a Yin Spirit, I don't have any weight, and I can climb mountains with one hand, and it is very easy.

After a while, Zuo Yun finally came to Di Ting's nose and heard the loud snoring sound like thunder.

"Listen to the truth, listen to the ......," Zuo Yun shouted several times.

Sure enough, Di Ting didn't react at all, and he looked like he was sleeping like a dead pig!

But at this moment, the mobile phone in Zuo Yun's pocket made a crisp sound, followed by a system prompt: "Ding, complete Meng Po's delivery task and get the Nine Yin Xuan Hosta!"

In the next second, the pocket sank, and a black hosta was exposed.

"This is the completion of the distribution?" Zuo Yun was also quite surprised.

But Zuo Yun immediately thought that he had promised Di Ting about something, and it was useless to just complete the delivery, if he couldn't wake up Di Ting and do the matter of Meng Po Na Lao Shizi, even if he had a hundred lives, it would not be enough to die.

However, seeing the black hosta, Zuo Yun thought of a way.

This is Meng Po's hairpin, if it is used to pierce the dog's nose, I don't know what will happen!

Since both horizontal and vertical are dead, Zuo Yun simply let go, took out the Nine Yin Xuan Hosta, and stabbed it hard at Di Ting's nose.

"Ouch, my mother......" A baby-like voice suddenly sounded.

Zuo Yun was startled, and when he looked up, he saw Di Ting's big black eyes, staring at him.