Mingmei looked at the King of Jizo and said lightly: "This hand has done a good job of hiding from the sky and crossing the sea. ”

King Jizo smiled gently, still looking compassionate, "The layman praised it, this matter has progressed in a hurry, after knowing that the layman can save Fengtian, I have to act hastily, in fact, I can do better." ”

She was serious, she had been planning for many years, she could have done it slowly, but now she had to use an iron fist, which was not what she wanted.

She looked at Mingmei and said, "Why aren't the laymen in a hurry?"

"It's useless to rush, is it?" The corners of Mingmei's lips raised slightly, and she said unhurriedly: "I'm more curious about how you persuaded those Yama Ghost Emperors to let countless people in the underworld follow you to destroy the place where they lived." ”

King Jizo said: "People are selfish, ghosts are people, and naturally they are selfish, and if you stay in the same place for countless years, not only people will get tired, but ghosts will also get tired of it." I promised them to build a new underworld for them in the future, where order would be re-established, and they agreed, and I thought it would not be difficult. ”

Mingmei said: "It's really tempting, is the Buddha epiglottis?"

King Jizo was silent.

After a long time, she said, "What else does the donor want to ask?"

Mingmei said: "How do you take them to the future?"

King Jizo pointed to the heavens, her merit blood moon can carry her anger, and she can also lead everyone to the time and space where the future Buddha is located, where maybe everyone is good, and everything will be different.

Mingmei nodded, and said: "Feng Tian has left the prison, who will destroy the underworld with the sea water for you?"

King Jizo said: "If you have Fengtian, you will save some effort, if you don't have Fengtian, it will just be more troublesome, find a way to smash the hell through again, when there is only one layer of hell, after all the ghosts come in, they will be immediately eroded by the sea of sorrow, and it will be reduced to nothing in a moment, after a long time, naturally no ghosts are willing to come here again." ”

Mingmei said: "Thinking about Zhou Xiang is indeed a good plan. ”

King Jizo has been lonely in hell for countless years, and he has been preparing for this lonely thing, and now he can talk to Mingmei, and his mood is inexplicably much more relaxed.

She thought that she might only have one chance in her life to discuss this matter with someone, and maybe never have a chance again.

She said: "The only thing that has changed is you, the twenty-eight stars in the sky cannot return to their positions, they will not see everything in hell, listen to me, they will not report what happened in hell to the heavens, the Emperor Xudu is dead, and no one knows what I have done, until you appear, my plan has to be advanced." ”

Mingmei said: "How are you going to deal with me?" After all, as long as I live, I won't sit idly by. ”

King Jizo said: "There is nothing special to think about, only to disperse your body and let your soul fly away." ”

"I want to hear about it." Mingmei said lightly.

King Jizo said: "The sea of sorrow is not enough to restrain you, but if the sea of sorrow in the sky pours down, it is that the Buddha cannot cross the sorrow, and it is enough to drown the donor." ”

Mingmei said: "You plan to lure down the sea of sorrow in the sky?"

"What do you think of this method?" King Jizo looked compassionate.

Mingmei said: "It's a good idea, but I don't agree."

King Jizo smiled, "What if you don't agree, after the hell is chiseled, it will be extremely empty, and the heavenly sea of sorrow will automatically fill this place, it is not a matter of whether the laymen are willing or not." “