However, Jiang Futing's footsteps paused, looked at him seriously, was silent for a moment, and said: "It looks ordinary everywhere here, but it is strange everywhere, it is definitely not as simple as you think, it is better to have one more person and one more helper, and wait until you get out~"

"Okay~" Zhu Chong nodded happily and agreed.

"Hehe, okay, everyone is a brother~" He took two steps forward to follow Cheng Ming and patted him on the shoulder.

Cheng Ming didn't have any ill feelings towards Zhu Chong, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he nodded, which was regarded as a greeting.

Cheng Datong Jiang Futing, who was following behind, whispered, "Xiao Jiang, do you really want to keep him?" He ...... just now."

"You mean the gravel that moved the formation?" Jiang Futing asked.

"Mmmm~" Cheng Da nodded, looked up at Zhu Chong's back, and his eyes were complicated.

Jiang Futing said: "Maybe he didn't mean it, anyway, he also helped us just now, and it's not good to get rid of it now~"

"Xiao Jiang, the map has already fallen into the hands of the Jin family master, if you lose the artifact fragment again, won't you be busy in vain?"

When Jiang Futing heard this, his eyes stayed on Zhu Chong's back for a few seconds, pondered for a moment, shook his head and said: "It's okay, since he wants to follow, let him follow, if he really has other thoughts, it's not too late for us to make plans~" Besides, if you want to fight any kind of ghost idea, it is much better to put it in the light than in the dark~

"Xiao Jiang!"

Jiang Futing glanced at Cheng Da soothingly, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, I know it in my heart~"

With that, he strode away.

Cheng Da glared at Zhu Chong viciously, hmph, no matter what idea you want to play, I will stare at you to death, so that you don't have any chance~

Zhu Chong, who was talking to Cheng Ming in front, seemed to have noticed something, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he showed a silly expression.

The four of them climbed up, and soon saw human-shaped stone pillars on both sides of the stone steps, only a strange head, no limbs, eyes that were either sharp or fierce, very ugly, pointed ears, and a large mouth.

Cheng Ming stared at it for a moment, and couldn't see anything famous, so he withdrew his gaze and asked Jiang Futing to come over and take a look, "Brother Jiang, what do you see here?" ”

Zhu Chong was also beside him, frowning and pondering, for a moment, seeing that no one else spoke, he spoke first: "This thing should be in the Netherworld, right?" ”

Jiang Futing raised his head and glanced at Zhu Chong when he heard this, and saw that the hairs on Zhu Chong's back were about to stand up, hooked the corners of his mouth and nodded: "Well, that's right, the hell demon, also called Rakshasa~"

The three of them were stunned when they heard this, "Rakshasa? ”

Wait, isn't this thing from the Western world? Cheng Ming blinked suspiciously.

Jiang Futing hooked the corners of his mouth when he heard this, and seriously popularized science for the three of them, "Well, the evil ghosts in hell, they are one of the six realms of Buddhism, and they have a long history~"

The father and son of the Cheng family were slightly stunned, and Cheng Da quickly came back to his senses, "So, we are entering the ......"

He saw Zhu Chong's curious gaze, and immediately stopped his voice.

"Huh? Into what? Zhu Chong said curiously.

"Hehe, oh, I mean, it looks like we're going to enter Rakshasa Hell~" Cheng Da chuckled.

"Oh, so that's the case~" Zhu Chong had such an expression on his face.

Jiang Futing pulled the corners of his mouth, and said, "Yes, but it's not that fun here, you better be careful~"

"Okay, okay, I know, I won't trouble you~" Zhu Chong said.

When Jiang Futing heard this, he couldn't deny it: "Let's go~"

The higher the four of them went, the more and more human-shaped stone pillars appeared on both sides of the stone steps, and after half an hour, they saw five or six stone tablets beside the stone steps, and there was a stone house next to the stone tablet.

There are a lot of words engraved on the stele, and the father and son of the Cheng family looked confused, what kind of text is this, I can't understand it at all~

Jiang Futing only saw it, and his gaze fell on Zhu Chong, "Can you recognize it?" ”

Zhu Chong heard this, nodded, and said: "The first few sentences above are a few words of Buddha's words, everything is a false joy, don't say anything, don't listen to it, don't look at it, etc., and then write a story, the disciple of the true Buddha has practiced for thousands of years, but when he flew away, he moved his heart, liked a demon girl, and since then he has fallen into the story of Shurakshasa ~"

Cheng Da touched his fleshy chin when he heard this, and said, "In this way, this is the story of the ascetic monk being pulled down to hell from the altar~"

When Zhu Chong heard this, his eyes flashed, and he said, "It's not bad to say that~"

Jiang Futing looked around, he raised his feet and walked to the stone gate, stretched out his hand to push but didn't push it away, he shook his head, and was about to leave, but he heard Cheng Ming call, "Brother Jiang, look, what did I find?" ”

Jiang Futing turned around, and saw Cheng Ming holding a plain scripture book and handing it to Jiang Futing to see.

He took it and flipped through two pages, which were a copy of the Diamond Sutra, with neat and beautiful handwriting, and the pages were well preserved and unpolluted.

"Where did you find it?" Jiang Futing asked.

"It's right there~" Cheng Ming pointed to a stone behind the stele, but unfortunately they were looking at the front just now, but no one paid attention to other places~

Jiang Futing hooked the corners of his mouth, put away the scriptures, and said, "Go~"

The three of them nodded and followed, and soon, the stone steps under their feet widened, and the environment before them became wider through the quiet woods.

In front of them was a towering and tall stone mountain, and on the top of the mountain sat a huge statue, ugly and hideous, in the blazing light, holding a meniscus broadsword.

His eyes were half-closed, his expression was solemn and solemn, and the ice blade in his hand reflected a bloodthirsty chill.

"This ...... Is this a statue of Shurakshasa? Cheng Da asked.

Jiang Futing nodded when he heard this, "Hmm~"

Under the stone statues, there are carved miserable worlds in hell, such as those whose heads have been cut off by evil spirits, or those who have their hearts and bones gouged out, as if they are about to step into a hellish world at any time.

"Brother Jiang, this ......" Cheng Ming looked a little worried, and looked at Jiang Futing.

Among these disgusting or bloody demons were the shape of two doors, but at the moment the doors were tightly closed.

"Let's go~" Jiang Futing spoke up, leading everyone to approach the two stone gates, and soon they saw the difference between the two.

One door and the door frame are all the images of hellish ghosts, but on the other door, it is more interesting, around the door and the door frame, there are indeed many pictures of evil ghosts wailing, but in the center of the door, there is a carved man in tattered clothes, full of joy, holding his hands high, on the top of his head, carved a slanted tripod, countless coins fell from the tripod, piled up at the feet of the people.

The father and son of the Cheng family frowned and asked Jiang Futing: "These two gates don't make us a choice, right?" ”

Jiang Futing fixed his eyes for a moment, and on the two doors, he nodded and said, "That's right, choose one of the two~"

Heaven and hell~

He looked at the Cheng family's father and son and Zhu Chong, and said in a faint voice: "What do you want to choose?" ”

Cheng Da and Cheng Ming glanced at each other, quickly settled down, and said, "Brother Jiang, what do you choose?" We're with you~"

Jiang Futing nodded when he heard this, and his eyes fell on Zhu Chong, "What about you?" ”

Zhu Chong's eyes kept looking at the door with coins engraved on it, and he looked a little embarrassed and said: "Hehe, I'm just a layman, I love money, and I have no intention of coming in here, just to get some good things~"

When the words fell, Jiang Futing had already understood what he meant, and nodded: "Okay, since you choose heaven, then we will choose hell~"

When Zhu Chong heard Jiang Futing say this, he secretly bit the tip of his tongue, regretted it a little, and hesitated: "Brother Jiang, we are just this person, or do we want to be together?" ”

Jiang Futing shook his head slowly when he heard this, and said: "Since you have made a choice, it is a matter of heaven, but you don't have to worry, your choice is not necessarily wrong, if we can pass through here smoothly, we will meet outside~"

Zhu Chong's eyes rolled, and finally nodded and said, "Okay~"

"Then I'll go first~" Zhu Chong nodded, walked quickly, pushed open the stone door and walked in.

When the father and son of the Cheng family saw Zhu Chong leaving, their faces showed worry, "Xiao Jiang, this door is full of evil ghosts, will there be a problem for us to choose this?" ”

"Will there be a problem, I can't guarantee it, choose one of the two, the chance of choosing the right one is half, besides, the words we wrote on the stele just now, everything is illusory, you are not afraid, even if these things are true, they can't disturb you for a moment, on the contrary, people's selfish desires are the most difficult to control~" Jiang Futing looked at the door where Zhu Chong left, and said in a deep voice.

When the Cheng family father and son heard this, the two looked at each other.

Jiang Futing stopped talking nonsense, and said directly: "Let's go in~"

"Good~"

Jiang Futing strode through the door, and the Cheng family's father and son hurriedly followed.

When the three of them entered, a white light flashed in front of them, and the three of them stood still and looked around, only to see a small temple in front of them.

There is a tall sycamore tree in the temple, and it is already in the season of sycamore flowers, and the ground is full of lilac sycamores.

The light fragrance blows in the wind, and the quaint temple is filled with the sound of one bell after another.

Jiang Futing looked at the flowers on the ground, his frowning brows relaxed, he couldn't help but take two steps forward, and suddenly a violent wind blew him backwards several steps, but after he stood still, he still pinched a lilac sycamore flower between his fingers.

He raised his hand and sniffed, the faint fragrance of flowers came, and the surroundings were exceptionally quiet, no! Jiang Futing opened his eyes and looked back, and the Cheng family's father and son were gone.

He took two steps forward, his eyes looking around, "Amin~"

"Amin~"

The sun was shining, the flowers were falling, the faint fragrance was attached to the bottom of his nose, and the sycamore flowers in Jiang Futing's hands had fallen.

"Hehe~" A chuckle came, "Are you looking for me?" ”

Jiang Futing turned his head sharply when he heard the sound, and saw a person dressed in black, who was like a fairy, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

That face was so familiar, it looked exactly like him.

He frowned, and when he saw that the person opposite was also frowning, Jiang Futing's heart flashed a trace of malaise, and he closed his eyes tightly.

"It's an illusion, an illusion!"

He felt that the man had come into him, and even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly, Jiang Futing clearly heard the indifferent voice of the man falling in his ear, "You coward, don't you even dare to recognize your former self?" ”

"I'm not!" Jiang Futing opened his eyes suddenly, and when he saw the smile in the other party's eyes, he chuckled in his heart and closed his mouth tightly.

You can't let him provoke him, you can't try to get him to control his emotions, if there is a slight mistake, this thing in front of you will unceremoniously come back and then bite him.

"Don't you believe it? I am really yourself, a powerful and omnipotent you~" The person on the other side seemed to sense Jiang Futing's emotions, muttered in a low voice, stretched out his arms, raised his head and chuckled, wanton and reckless.