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Seeing that the boy is so enthusiastic, why don't you go to meet him? Anyway, Wan Buyu is worried about it at the moment, so he should be distracted, and he doesn't know where Wen'er went.
"What's your name?"
"Mulian."
The boy bowed his hand respectfully to Wan Buyu.
"Muren? Mulian saves his mother, that Mulian? That..."
Wan Buyu was not very familiar with these Venerables, and after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't figure out who was who, but he saw the boy's delicate body trembling and his breathing short.
"No, no, no..."
Mu Lian waved her hand, stabilized herself, and said with a light smile, "Mushroom Liang will be wrong." I am Mulian, the Mulian of Mulian. You said that you saved your mother..."
Mu Lian's eyes were much deeper, and she looked at Wan Bu foolishly stupidly, "That's the noble secret of our Jizo King... Easy, can't read. There are also many living people who confuse King Jizo with His Holiness Moggallan, one of the ten disciples of the Buddha.
My name was given by King Jizo, and I took different words with the same phone, and asked me to help Lord Bian Cheng manage the city of death, so... I'm grateful. β
"Uh... Don't be grateful to me, it's a bit infiltrating. β
While talking, the two of them unknowingly came to the gate of the city of vain death.
"Mushroom Liang can only watch from the outside."
Mu Lian spoke softly, and the gap between it and the noisy and noisy city in vain was too big.
Wan Buyu looked up, and many souls on the city tower were looking with their necks stretched, not knowing what they were looking at.
"They are seeing, and those who kill them will receive retribution."
Mu Lian also raised her head, looked at it for a while, and then shouted inside, "Grandpa Bian Cheng!" Are you done? β
Although the shouting was also light, it was extremely penetrating, and as soon as the throat passed, the dead city was quiet, and the souls on the city tower were also frightened and hidden.
"No, no, these newcomers can't understand the nonsense!"
A majestic and sharp female voice came out, "You will make it clear to these few next time you divide the offerings!" Those who die in vain will not be able to receive the sacrifice of their loved ones! Don't let this king say it a second time! β
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Wan Bu is stupid and tilts his head, yo, this King Bian Cheng is really fashionable...
"That's it."
Mu Lian smiled dumbly, "There are always some unwilling people who die in vain, and they want to go back to the yang world, and they want to collect the underworld sacrifice."
When King Jizo was still there, he would help them overdose, but now that she is not there, Lord Bian Cheng will not give them excess, and it is stipulated that they cannot accept underworld sacrifices, so they complain all day long. β
"If it's a vain death, why can't you accept the sacrifice of the dead?"
It's not stupid.
"The prison of the city and the sun is a concept, although it is a soul that dies in vain, but there are also sins in the body, and some people are even physically disabled, and they have resentment in their hearts, and their resentment is too heavy.
That person who is loyal and righteous will naturally ascend to bliss early, and it is impossible for him to suffer here. β
Mu Lian chuckled and held out a roster in her hand, "I have registered all their underworld offerings, and when they are reincarnated, I will return them all." β
"The prison also takes care of food, and allows relatives to visit."
Wan Buyu frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Foolish sisterβ"
This is the voice of the old turtle, Wan Buyu looked back, the old turtle and Wen'er, as well as Jiaojiao, rushed all the way.
Wen'er was tired and panting and supported her knees, relieving for a long time.
"Meet Grandpa Hades."
Mu Lian saluted Wen'er, and bowed to Jiaojiao.
"Free... Excuse me... Whewβ"
Wen'er let out a long breath, "Sister Yu, I finally found you." β
Why do you call me stupid sister...
Wan Buyu raised his eyebrows, too lazy to investigate, "I didn't get anything from this plane task, what do you say." β
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