I stood on the stern of this old-fashioned wooden boat and looked back at the 'Yin Yang Island' that was getting farther and farther away, and my heart felt more helpless bitterness.

This time I was taken away by this red woman, and there is a chance that I will not survive, even if I find the 'Yin Yang Grass' on this island, I will not be able to fulfill my promise to save An Rushuang in the underworld.

Will she be waiting in Hades for me to take her away? I remembered what she said to me as I was leaving:

"Thirteen, I'll wait for you here......"

At that time, when I heard Rushuang say this, in addition to being moved, my heart was satisfied, I was satisfied that there was such a daughter-in-law who was willing to believe in me and was willing to wait for me. But now, all the time in my heart, remorse is remorse.

This is fate, right? The fate that had been predestined since I was born had been given by the woman in red in front of me anyway, and I was nothing more than a livestock under her nose.

Before that, I also made bold remarks, saying that I didn't accept my fate, and my life was up to me. I laughed self-deprecatingly at the thought of this.

The red woman standing next to me heard my laughter at this moment, looked at me with some confusion on her face and asked:

"What, what's the fun thing that makes you laugh at this time?"

I looked at the woman in red and said:

"I'm going to die, do I have to die with a bitter face, anyway, laughing is death, crying is death, I'd rather let myself laugh and let myself die happily."

When the woman in red heard my words, the corners of her eyebrows moved slightly, and she said with a smile:

"I can't see it, you kid also has some backbone, don't say, I really like you a little, if it weren't for your natural Dao body, I might consider keeping your life and letting you follow me and serve my ......."

"You think too much, even if I am not born with a Dao body, I will not bow my head and bend down to serve you, a femme fatale-hearted woman, you are not worthy!!" Anyway, by now, I am already dying, but I am relieved, and I will scold her if I want to, without a trace of concern.

When the woman in red heard my words, she giggled, and she smiled and laughed, and suddenly shot at me, punching me hard in the upper abdomen.

Her punch was so fast and so close that I couldn't dodge it, so I had to take her punch hard.

A sharp pain came, and I bent over and held my stomach in both hands, and almost crouched directly on the boat.

"Hehehehe...... Not only do you bow your head to me now, but you also bend down to me. The woman in red looked at me with a smile and said.

I endured the pain and said:

"What is the difference between you doing this and Qiang J and covering your ears and stealing the bell, it's just wishful thinking."

"I just like wishful thinking, when I get to the place, I will definitely make you obedient to me, don't worry, I will definitely not let you die so peacefully, such a fun man, I must have enough fun and then slowly torture you to death." The woman in red looked at me, slowly deepened a slender finger, and gently tapped her red nail to the top of my forehead.

After hearing her words, I didn't speak, but I was secretly planning in my heart, as long as I could buy time for Zhao Man, Qiu Shasha and the fat man to escape, I was ready to use the "Xuanhuang Dijing" in my backpack to fight to the death with her, even if I died, I would grab a few pieces of meat from her!

I don't know who this person is, but in his hands, this small boat is even much faster than the fishing boat with the engine, and it was not long before I saw the other side of the Yellow River from afar.

……

After a while, the wooden boat docked, and the red woman led me ashore and continued to walk forward.

She didn't walk quickly, it was like a leisurely stroll, and it was aimless, at first to the east, then to the south, then to the north, and then to the west......

Anyway, I followed her, and it felt like she was not on her way, but taking me around the shore in circles.

After going around like this for more than half an hour, I couldn't help it, so I looked at her and asked:

"I said where the hell are you going, and there are no ghosts around the wall, what are you doing here with me in circles??"

When the red woman heard my words, she immediately stopped, and said to me without looking back:

"Although there are no ghosts hitting the wall here, there is an old bald donkey who has been following us......"

"Old bald donkey?" Suddenly hearing the words of the woman in red, I didn't react for a while, and blurted out.

The red woman didn't reply to my words, looked in a direction in front of her, and then said:

"Old bald donkey, you've been following me around here for nearly an hour, you should come out too, right?"

As the words of the woman in red fell, a bright Buddha horn came out from a dark place in front:

"Amitabha, good, good......" When I heard this Buddha call, I immediately distinguished, and the person who came was really the old monk who gave me the piece of ancient jade that I had hidden before.

After hearing that he was coming, I was overjoyed, and then at this moment there was a little more desire to survive, before the synthesis, this old monk had no ill will towards me, and he must have come to save me at this time.

And his cultivation is equally unfathomable.

Then, a dark figure slowly walked out, approaching me and the woman in red, and when he got closer, I saw that this person was the old monk who had given me the piece of black ancient jade before.

"Hmph, old bald donkey, you are against me everywhere, do you think that a person like me who holds grudges will let you spend your old age in peace?!" The woman in red looked at the old monk and spoke.

"Good, good, what the donor said is wrong, the old man does not have to be against the donor, but the donor is right with the way of heaven and the right path, if the donor is willing to put down the butcher's knife at this time, and become a Buddha on the ground, the old man's temple also welcomes the donor to come to chant the Buddha and change the previous wrong......" The old monk folded his hands and looked at the woman in red and said.

When I heard the words from the old monk's mouth, "You can become a Buddha on the spot by putting down the butcher's knife", I immediately thought of Zhao Man, who was abused by the woman in red, half-dead and covered in blood.

Thinking of this, a fire surged up in my heart, and I couldn't help but look at the old monk and ask:

"Why do good people have to go through ninety-nine eighty-one difficulties to become Buddhas, while bad people like them who do all kinds of evil can become Buddhas immediately as long as they can put down their butcher knives? Are they not guilty of their previous mistakes? "If I have the ability, even if this woman in red really puts down the butcher knife, I will never let her go.

Borrowing money must be repaid, and killing people must be repaid, this is an eternal truth. She, a woman with a heart like a femme fatale, doesn't know how many innocent people's lives have been buried in her hands.

When the old monk heard my words, he first said the Buddha's name, and then said to me:

"Donor, the more evil you do, the more difficult it is to do good, when is the so-called retribution for injustice, you have to forgive people and forgive people, people live in this world, you can't live in hatred forever, you should let go of what should be put down. And a person's good and evil cannot only look at a lifetime or one thing, compared to the reincarnation of a long calamity, life is a short moment. In the end, life is just like a dream, why be so obsessed? ”

I was about to speak, but the woman in red slammed her hand at me, grabbed my neck, and said in a cold tone:

"Zuo Thirteen, I warn you, don't think that I don't dare to do anything to you if you have the cultivation method of "Wuji True Qi" in your head, I can't kill you, but you are tortured as better than dead, there are a hundred ways!! ”

was strangled by the hand of the woman in red, not to mention talking, it was difficult to even breathe, and at this time, the old monk standing opposite moved, like a cunning rabbit, approaching the woman in red.

Seeing this, the woman in red snorted coldly, threw me down, took out the red feather fan from her body, and rushed towards the old monk.

The two of them immediately clashed hands together, and I stood there and saw the woman in red wave her right hand, and several red feathers shot towards the old monk's body.

The old monk was also in danger, and with one hand he slammed out half a circle in front of him, and blocked all the red feathers with his wide sleeves at once.

When I saw that this old monk was good, he seemed to be wooden, but when it came to the real fight, he was not ambiguous at all.