Chapter 33 A Day Tour of the Underworld

When he came to the underworld, because he was a spirit body, he did not need to be sealed and protected by a coffin; I also walked with black and white impermanence with a big grin.

After walking for a while, he suddenly stopped and looked at me:

"Lord Suiyin has improved a lot, and he can already keep up with our pace."

Hearing Bai Wuchang say this, I was a little confused. This brother never speaks without a head; But the black impermanence on the side also nodded with satisfaction:

"Boy, see where you've been?"

That's when I noticed that we had arrived at Huangquan Road. The first time I walked here, it was a long walk, and this time I walked for more than half an hour at most, if the underworld could keep time. I remember last time Bai Wuchang said something "Walking in the shade can shrink the ground into inches"; Could it be that he was referring to this?

"When we first came, we went to Huangquan for about two hours; Now we have only walked for about three minutes to reach Huangquan. ”

"Three quarters? Is it thirty minutes when we say that? ”

"Yes, according to the progress of Lord Suiyin; It doesn't take long to walk in the underworld to shrink the ground into inches. Bai Wuchang bowed his hand to congratulate. I was pleasantly surprised, at first I thought they would take me on a different path; I didn't expect the road to be this road. Seeing that I have never seen the world, the black impermanence tells me that this is because of my yin identity; Before, it was a step by step, and it was no different from other ghosts. And now that he has a position of yin and a bad back, he will naturally have ghosts gathered in the underworld to bless him. This is the unique ability of Yin Si Yincha, and even some monks who cultivate in the underworld cannot achieve the natural collection of ghost qi, saying that it is a privilege directly given by Emperor Dongyue, in order to maintain the legal system of the hidden capital. In the final analysis, it is because of the blessing of my identity, which has nothing to do with my ability; When I heard this, I couldn't get angry.

"Yo~~ Isn't this Suiyin-sama? You've been making a name for yourself in the Netherworld lately. First, a rookie cleaned up the trouble, and then went to the scene of heavenly punishment to save people, and then even the pure monk of the White Horse Temple was played by you, and then independently surrendered the Yin Beast. Are you willing to be so busy? "As soon as I walked to the bridge, a voice sounded in my head that made my scalp tingle: it was Meng Po. Sure enough, as soon as I arrived near the Lechuan River and the Reincarnation Gate, I arrived at Meng Po's territory.

Apparently Black and White Impermanence also heard this voice, and couldn't help but look at me at the same time. There seemed to be a hint of sympathy in his expression: "Let's go, Lord Suiyin; Master Meng Po was in the pavilion in front. ”

It seems that Meng Po's status is obviously higher than these two brothers, and after seeing Meng Po, I still hurry up to say hello, and it is better to say less.

"I've seen Master Meng Po." When they met, black and white impermanence was so respectful. I was so ignorant last time? I was so frightened that I quickly straightened up: "I've seen Master Meng Po." ”

"Why did you come to this little bunny? That's all there are in these old antiques of the underworld, why are you still here as a living person? Meng Po pursed her lips and waved her hand at the black and white impermanence:

"Two, why did you come back with the Suiyin envoy this time?"

Bai Wuchang arched his hand, and his attitude was extremely respectful: "Back to Lord Mengpo's words, Suiyin made Lord get a Buddhist magic weapon this time; But he was not allowed to use the essentials, so he hurried back to the secluded capital to consult Lord Chenghuang. After finishing speaking, Bai Wuchang said again how I got the one-strand pestle.

"Hey, seeing that old boy picking so much, he actually gave you something?" As she spoke, Meng Po turned around and stretched out her hand to me: "Take it out and show it to the old lady." ”

I took off the pestle from my waist, and I said that I hung it horizontally on my waist to make it easier to move. Give me some buckles back so I can make sure I don't fall off when I move around. Meng Po took the one-strand pestle and still poured it into it with her own ghost energy. As a result, the one-strand pestle still shook, but she was not surprised:

"Looks like you're in luck, little ghost. The magic weapon given to you by this old monk has removed the power of Buddha and mind; But you're under a spell and you can use it alone. No one else can use it as a magic weapon, at least not even the Ten Hall Yamas. ”

I'll go, this is advanced. Should I go back? Give me such an awesome magic weapon with short hands; If you ask me to do something one day, will I take it or not? Not only was I dumbfounded, but even the black and white impermanence on the side was so shocked that I couldn't speak for a long time.

"Then," Meng Po played with it, and threw the one-strand pestle at me: "Little ghost, Jingjian is notoriously picky, and he is now giving you his magic weapon to eliminate the power of the Buddha, which means that you are a very important person." Anyway, according to the time of the sun, you can leisurely and take a good stroll around the underworld. By the way, you can refine your magic weapon, and it is much more convenient to call ghost qi here than when you are in the yang world. ”

Just as we were about to leave the pavilion, I was stopped by Meng Po: "Little ghost, I like the painting you painted the old lady." I'm starting to understand why you're a living hell. ”

Just wanted to ask for an understanding, Meng Po smiled mysteriously, completely missing the big grin she had before. Then he didn't say anything, and sent us to the Netherworld.