Black and White Forest, this place..... Yan Hanshui looked at the trees around him and felt that this place was similar to a paper cut. The trees ..... "Surely this is not a piece of paper?" Yan Hanshui touched it with his hand, and there was indeed a sense of hardness of a tree in his hand.

Xiahou Lingyun looked around: "To be honest, before I died, I never thought that hell would be like this.....

"Well, this is the ghost realm and the underworld, not hell yet.... If you have the opportunity in the future, you can go to hell and see it. Yan Hanshui smiled at Xiahou Lingyun, and Xiahou Lingyun felt from Yan Hanshui's expression.... It doesn't seem like a good place.

Jiang Wei looked at the black and white forest with a curious expression, and then asked Yan Hanshui and them a question: "This thing is similar to a piece of paper, so what if I light a fire here?" ”

A group of people looked at Jiang Wei, and then Yan Hanshui took out a flint and said, "Why don't you try it....."

"Huh..... Hehehe....." Jiang Wei was embarrassed, and then didn't say anything. After all, I heard that there was a Jizo king here, so how bold he was to dare to light a fire here.

A soldier of the Qin army said to Yan Hanshui, "We have been here before, but we have not been able to find anything useful here, and we have not seen any Tingjing Pavilion yet. ”

"Maybe the place of the Buddha itself will not be easy to see. Case.... You are waiting for me here. There are too many people, so that they don't like it. But what you promised me, I will definitely help you ask. Yan Hanshui said to the Qin Zhao soldiers.

The soldier nodded, and then the hundred or so waited at the edge of the woods. Yan Hanshui took Xiahou Lingyun and Jiang Wei into this forest, the same forest as Chinese ink paintings.

The forest was so large that they couldn't see the end of it in the smoke, cold, and water. I had no choice but to walk inside little by little, and after walking for about a whole day, Yan Hanshui seemed to hear a bell. She immediately pricked up her ears and looked around at the paper-like trees.

The leaves on the trees all made the sound of yarn, and as the bell rang, as if to salute the bell again, the treetops turned in that direction. Yan Hanshui and Xiahou Lingyun saw this situation, and they all immediately became energetic.

"When... When··· When..." The bells became stronger and stronger, and the three of them quickly moved in the direction from which the sound came. After walking through a large wooded area, I found a building the size of a basketball court in front of me.

It should be a temple, at least in the eyes of a few people. Ten seconds of silence in a large black and white woods, only the sound of bells came from inside. The group came to the gate of the temple, and Yan Hanshui looked up at the three words on it: "Listening to the scriptures." ”

"It seems that this is the place..... "Yan Hanshui is not a place to be afraid, although it is called the King of Jizo, but I am afraid that the person who has something to do with the eldest sister will definitely not be as simple as the King of Jizo."

Yan Hanshui knocked on the door gently: "Is anyone there?" ”

After a while, the door to the Pavilion opened, and then a monk opened the door from the inside. He looked at Yan Hanshui and the others, and then nodded: "Come with me, the teacher has been waiting for you for a long time." ”

"Thank you, what do you call the monk?" Yan Hanshui is also respectful to the monks, after all, there are a few people who can be here, and a few of them are weak.

The man nodded his head and said, "My common surname is Huang, and now I am called Jingxin." ”

Then the group followed the monk inside, turned the open space in front of them, and came to a main hall. Above the main hall, on top of a futon sat a man, an old monk. The old man is very dusty, but he gives people a feeling of fairy wind and bones, and he looks like a very powerful person anyway.

Yan Hanshui hugged his fist at the old monk: "May I ask if it is the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth?" ”

The old monk looked at Yan Hanshui, and then pinched it with his hand: "Are you the inheritor of Hu Li's woman?" ”

"Huh?" Yan Hanshui was slightly stunned, and secretly thought to himself: "What inheritor?" Hu Li just asked me to come over and pick up something, could it be something else? ”

Yan Hanshui was a little puzzled when she thought of this, but she still said to the monk: "Hu Li did ask me to come and get something, as for the rest, she didn't say anything else." ”

The old monk let out an "oh", and then sighed: "Since this is the case, then the time is almost up." You can take this......" After speaking, the monk pointed at Yan Hanshui, and saw that a cold light did not enter Yan Hanshui's body.

Startled by Yan Hanshui herself, she jumped directly behind a few steps, and then covered her chest with her hands. "What did you just put into my body?" Yan Hanshui was also a little angry, and he shot something into his body without explaining a word.

The old monk was expressionless: "Naturally, it is what Hu Li needs, and you bring Hu Li a message and tell her that I will help her when the time comes." ”

Yan Hanshui "snorted", but it was not good to say anything. The main thing is that Yan Hanshui thought about the matter of Qin Zhao's soldiers again, and at this time, he can be regarded as asking for this Jizo King, so Yan Hanshui is naturally embarrassed to be angry with him.

After listening to Yan Hanshui's words, the monk did not refuse. He pinched it with his hand again, and Yan Hanshui found that Hu Li seemed to like to do the same, did they all have a strong ability to predict the past and the future.

The monk calculated for a moment, and then smiled slightly: "It's not difficult, it's not difficult, it depends on how you want to choose." ”

Without waiting for Yan Hanshui to ask, the old monk said again: "You can leave their affairs alone, I can directly teleport you out of this ghost world." But if you want to take care of their affairs, you need to go to the underworld and steal a judge's pen from the Ten Palaces of Hades. Then I can change their lives and get them out of the realm of lonely ghosts. ”

Yan Hanshui was a little puzzled: "To steal the judge's pen?" Is this to be stolen? Although Yan Hanshui did not object, he always felt that this seemed to be the beginning of another test.

The monk glanced at Yan Hanshui: "Whether you steal or take depends on your own choice." Everything pays off, doesn't it? ”

"Okay, I see, how should I go to the underworld?" Yan Hanshui asked again.

The monk pointed to the west: "All the way to the west.....

"En....." Yan Hanshui suddenly felt that something was wrong there, and he must have been confused by the H movie in the later generations.

The monk looked at Xiahou Lingyun and Jiang Wei, and then pointed at the meditative monk in front of him: "Since you can come here, you have a relationship with here." So..... It's just here to cultivate. When I leave this place, this place will need to be taken care of by the three of you. ”

The meditation turned to the monk and asked, "I wonder where Master is going?" ”

"I made a big mistake that day, and I need to go through nine great tribulations in the mortal world before I can return to the underworld..... Only the poor monks can complete the Dharma. Amitabha Buddha ......, "The monk clasped his hands together and stopped saying anything.