If life is only as it first sees, but it sits on both ends of the boat.

……

When the Bodhisattva of the underworld crosses the weak water of the Nai River, he will use a kind of boat, a ferry boat carrying the dead, and at this moment, the big boat that appears in front of the rainbow is the Bodhisattva's special boat, the Bodhisattva's ferry.

The boat, thrown into the sky by the teenager, ten seats, just enough.

Cha Duoyu, Fan Xiaohou, Li Hongxian, Wu So-called, Zhou Tong and his rescued roommates, Long Diudiu, White Bubbles, King Kong, plus the owner of the ferry.

Cha Duoyu didn't know why Li Hongye would allow her white cat to follow the dragon and lose it, while she herself stayed in the Snake Palace. But now between life and death, where can there be so much control.

Ferry.

Full ......

The big ship flew along the rainbow road towards the sky, with a smaller and smaller golden palace behind it, and white clouds and blue sky in front of it.

"This should be the ferry from the underworld, right? Then you are a bodhisattva, there are all rakshasas below, how is your underworld managed, such a big passage, connecting the yellow spring and the world, isn't there half a point of awareness? Cha Duoyu sat on one end of the ferry, looking at the boy on the other end.

"Little rookie ghosts, frogs at the bottom of the well, where can you imagine the huge size of the underworld. You don't think that the underworld is just a yamen, right? The young man glanced at the tea and fish, and the meaning was self-evident, "The underworld is very large, and the Bodhisattva doesn't have so much energy, so he explores everything in detail." ”

"Now you know, there is a rakshasa in Mt. Fuji, and there is a passage here that shouldn't be, whatever? What should I do if a rakshasa hurts someone? It's a disaster! "Tea and fish are justifiable.

Looking at Chaduoyu and looking behind him, the young man slowly adjusted the flight trajectory of the ferry.

There was a half-silence.

"First of all, I can't represent all the Bodhisattvas, let alone the underworld, I am me, only I know what is going on here."

Seeing that Cha Duoyu wanted to refute, the young man continued: "The Bodhisattva should take care of it, I will take care of it, as for the Rakshasa hurting people, it seems inevitable now, this is not a disaster, just a passage." ”

The young man said very calmly: "Rakshasa appears, hunting is, no fuss, in the underworld, we are fighting with Rakshasa every day." ”

The boy finished.

Cha Duoyu shouted directly: "But this is the world!" ”

Cha Duoyu pointed around: "There are more ordinary people here, how can they fight with Rakshasas?" Slaughtered? ”

The young man shrugged: "That's your business, that's why there is an underworld, that's why there needs to be a place to manage death!" Moreover, if there are no ghosts, no rakshasas, no enemies, won't you ghosts and gods be unemployed? Didn't your fathers tell you these things? ”

Stunned.

It's far-fetched, but when you think about it, there is some truth.

But when I hear it in my ears, I always feel that there are some strange places, and if I can't say it, it's weird.

"You mean, the world is thankful for the rakshasas? Ghosts and gods want to thank wild ghosts and fierce spirits? Cha Duoyu's expression was incredible.

"Or else?" The young man's expression was indifferent, "The rule of the underworld is also fought with one punch, and peace is not sought." ”

"I think it's your underworld that wants to get more undead." Cha Duoyu snorted coldly, "When the rakshasa enters the human world, the death of human beings will increase dramatically, and the number of undead will increase, and the power of the underworld will naturally increase." ”

"Whatever you want, everything is predestined." The young man pointed to the boat under his feet, "If you are angry, you can get off the boat, the Bodhisattva crosses people, and never asks for it." ”

"You!" Tea and fish glared.

"I'm fair." The boy glared back.

"You're lucky." The teenager stared twice!

"Can't get off the boat?" The boy chased after him.

"......" Cha Duoyu crossed his hands on his hips, wanting to say something, and then saw a large group of rakshasas flying out from the direction of the golden palace, as if they were chasing the ferry.

"Talking, can't you get down?" The teenager continued.

"Humph!" Cha Duoyu responded with a cold snort.

"Don't go down? If you don't get off the boat, sit quietly, don't affect me, you're too reckless. I know a lot of ghosts and gods, you are the most reckless, the most brainless, and it is not possible to kill ghosts and spirits by strength alone. The boy actually began to preach in an old-fashioned manner.

After a pause, the young man continued: "When you are in Yinshan, you should not overtake those villagers, and if you do something wrong, you should be punished by purification, this is called the rule. It's easy for you to be overtaken into reincarnation, what do other wild ghosts think when they know? Is it fair? ”

"Humph!" Cha Duoyu snorted coldly again, but what he thought in his heart was, "It turns out that the Bodhisattva who appeared in Yin Mountain is you, who has purified so many villagers, what is the difference between this and slaughter, regardless of the indiscriminate purification, they have not done anything bad in their lives, why are they scattered." ”

"Bodhisattvas are all executioners, cold-blooded! Ruthless! Hum! Cha Duoyu roared in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it.

The whole boat has a relationship with her, and if she is thrown down, it will be miserable.

After enduring and enduring, Cha Duoyu finally held back a sentence: "My name is Cha Duoyu, what is your name?" ”

The young man who controlled the ferry, looked at the tea and fish, thought about it, and finally said three words: "Night Dragon Boat Festival." ”

Cha Duoyu repeated: "I remember you." ”

This sentence is quite social, and it is by no means thinking about gratitude later, it is the kind of memory that seeks revenge and fights, and is a typical ruthless word.

Both teenagers and girls are very stubborn and stubborn.

The boy is a bodhisattva, and the girl is a ghost, each with their own words, and expressed their opinions on the invasion of the Rakshasa into the world. The young man felt that this was a certain number of heaven, with half of the pros and cons, and the appearance of the rakshasa could also promote the development of the world, and it was even more beneficial to the ghosts and gods.

This era is likely to be the era of the great development of ghosts and gods, because the hundred ghosts may have to walk in the world at night, and the ghosts and gods will be needed.

In the near future, the world will be full of demons, demons that have come out of the Yellow Spring.

Heroes emerge from troubled times, and this will be the best era.

This is the point of view of the night Dragon Boat Festival, Cha Duoyu naturally disagrees, not only disagrees, but also doubly blames, she predicts: "The invasion of the Rakshasa into the world will be a disaster, a great disaster for mankind." The home that once human beings relied on for survival will be wiped out, and the weapons in the hands of human beings, gunpowder machine guns, are not half lethal to Rakshasas. ”

What is the way forward?

If, as Chatayu had suspected, the underworld might have connived with the rakshasas to open a gap in the depths of Mt. Fuji and help the underworld create undead, then how should humans deal with it themselves?

It's going to be a war.

Humanity's own war.

The bodhisattvas of the underworld may sit idly by, just harvest the undead, and resist the attack of the rakshasas will be the human being's own business.

"The news of this place must be communicated as soon as possible, and the gap in the depths of Mt. Fuji must be closed as soon as possible." Cha Duoyu suddenly became anxious.

And then.

Tea and fish began to urge the night Dragon Boat Festival, this boat, can you drive faster?

For the night Dragon Boat Festival, he thought more thoroughly: "The underworld has always been fighting against the forces of Huangquan, it doesn't matter where the battlefield is, it's the same when you move to the world, it's like work, people just follow the project." ”

Night Dragon Boat Festival is a bodhisattva.

A native of the underworld.

His thoughts are very close to the underworld, he will think like this, and the underworld will think like this...... Room? Hehe, who cares!