Jin Qing got up from the ground, moved the joints on his neck, and did not help the flower that she threw out of the distance, but raised his head and looked at the majestic Jizo King Bodhisattva in front of him suspiciously: "You know me!" ”

Jizo King Bodhisattva shook his head slightly: "I don't know! He really didn't know Jin Qing, or rather, with his identity, he hadn't reached the point where he could get to know this master.

The Jizo King of this world is only one of the thousands of doppelgangers of the Jizo King's original body, in fact, every Jizo King in this thousands of small worlds is him.

Or rather, it's all his doppelganger...

King Jizo is a perfect human created by Nuwa Niangniang herself, and was endowed with mana by the great god Fuxi, and has truly become one of the few gods who can live with heaven and earth.

It can be said that apart from those few supreme gods, there are few things that can make him feel terrifying.

But he remembered that a long, long time ago, when he was a perfect human being, he had felt the coercion of that person so strong that it made people want to suffocate and blow themselves up.

That fear he couldn't forget even at the end of the world.

And the man, or so it seems, is standing in front of him right now...

King Jizo quietly stared at Jin Qing in front of him, this was not the first time he had seen this lord in a small world, but it was a real face-to-face contact between the two people.

At the same time, King Jizo was surprised to find that although this Divine Venerable Ancestor had completely sealed his memory and divine power at this time, the slightest wisp of spiritual breath fluctuations that occasionally appeared in her soul could still make him extremely afraid.

Seeing that the king of Jizo stopped speaking after saying the phrase "I don't know".

Jin Qing: "..."Can we speak human words?" I don't know Lao Tzu, what are you talking to Lao Tzu?

After that, Jin Qing no longer bothered with the king of Jizo, after all, they had no common language.

And her attention had been completely drawn by the few plates of offerings in front of the Jizo Lotus Seat.

From the time of the mission world, Jin Qing has not eaten fruit in nearly two lifetimes, and the previous martial arts world was because there was basically no fresh fruit to eat, and at that time Jin Qing realized that he didn't just like to eat meat.

And after arriving at the underworld, Jin Qing discovered an even more tragic fact, not to mention the fruit in the underworld, there was not even meat.

707: Hehe, what you said seems to have other food, is the soup delicious?

In the following time, Jin Qing seemed to have forgotten where she was now, and just stared at the plates of fruits, and there was no room for anything else in her eyes: she was so hungry!

Jizo saw Jin Qing's longing eyes, and the solemn Buddha's face did not change at all, but focused his attention back on Meng Po, who had a painful expression on the ground.

At the same time, the several plates of offering fruit in front of him also seemed to be held up by a pair of invisible big hands, and slowly rose from the offering table and floated in front of Jin Qing.

When Jin Qing wanted to reach out to pick it up, he saw a hollow carved table and chair rising out of thin air on the ground, which seemed to be old and dilapidated, but it was a strong wind of ancient atmosphere, a knife and a chisel, like a ghost hand of heaven and earth, which was rare in the world. And the fruit offering is multiplied on the table.

Seeing the fruit delivered to the door, Jin Qing was not polite, and sat down directly at the table that rose out of thin air, anyway, she is now a soul body and is not afraid of anything, and she doesn't believe that this Jizo can poison her. But by the way, I despised it, I was a hell of a leader, for such a broken table and broken chairs.

707: Host... It's hell, you can't get these things out of the world, but look closely. This is a top-level ebony that has long been extinct in the world, and this process is definitely before the Xia Shang era, not to mention intact for so many years, and the pulp of the plate is a small palm thick... Let's put it this way, in modern times, this chair can be changed for half a street... Or downtown.

Jin Qing subconsciously reached out and touched the bag on his waist, and then turned his head to look at the Jizo King Bodhisattva, or eat first... You can't eat standing up. The temptation of food is far greater than anything else at this moment.

Jin Qing eats quickly, but her appearance is not ugly, and she doesn't have those disgusting bad things.

Jin Qing just sat there and ate quietly.

At this time, Hua Yan, who made Jin Qing suddenly fall a little confused, had also come to his senses.

Hua Yan gently pressed her head, she didn't know what the situation was now, why she felt that since she came into contact with Jin Qing, she couldn't quite do it all over her body.

It was not easy for Hua Yan to pull his thoughts out of his thoughts about Gu, and sat on the ground until he felt better before he slowly stood up, looking around suspiciously, not knowing where he was now.

Speaking of which, this is the second time that Hua Yan has entered the main hall of the Jizo King Bodhisattva.

The last time Hua Yan saw the Jizo King Bodhisattva, it was because she was unwilling to enter the reincarnation path, and the Jizo King Bodhisattva did not change her infatuation, so she was specially approved to become a ghost in the underworld.

But because Hua Yan's emotions were too excited that time, he didn't see the appearance of this hall at all, and when he entered this empty hall again, Hua Yan subconsciously looked around, wanting to see where he was now.

Who would have thought that this glance made Hua Yan sit on the ground again: when did she run to the Jizo King Bodhisattva, and what did she see, the Jizo King Bodhisattva was squatting beside Meng Po with a compassionate face, ready to pull out the evil ghost in Meng Po's belly, this is no problem.

But on the other side, the dry ghost who was carrying her just now sat at the table next to the Jizo King Bodhisattva and ate so much... Why didn't anyone care about her.

Hua Yan felt that she had completely lost the ability to think, where did this dry ghost come from so bold, wasn't she afraid that the wrath of the King of the Earth Bodhisattva would send her into the eighteenth layer of hell and never be able to transcend her life?

707: Don't worry, as long as you follow my host, I promise that sooner or later your soul will be scattered, this, no run.

After being startled, Hua Yan came back to her senses and knelt on the ground numbly, although she didn't know what the situation was on Jin Qing's side, but in front of the Jizo King Bodhisattva, where was she standing.

For a while, the hall was quiet, and only the muffled snort of Meng Po's pain could be heard, as well as the sound of Jin Qing devouring food.

Jin Qing didn't know how crazy Hua Yan was in her heart, she was eating the fruit offering at this time while squinting at the Jizo King Bodhisattva healing Meng Po's injuries, and for the first time she felt in her heart that these things that had been ruthlessly spurned by her before were so willing.