Chapter Eighty-Five: What a Great Inertia

Iceberg hell, at this time there was silence, no longer the previous liveliness, those evil ghosts who were forced to climb up and down the iceberg naked, there is no trace, even the ghosts who are watching on the side do not know where to go. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info Now, there are only countless cold icebergs left, and unlike the ordinary mountains outside, these icebergs are very steep and not connected to each other, the closer they get to the gate, the higher they get, and the outer icebergs appear very short.

On the highest mountain, two people are standing quietly in place, to be precise, these two are not people, one is the big leader of the Heaven Survey Spirit Officer, leading the world Sky Survey Spirit Officer! And the black figure beside him is, of course, also a big leader, but he is not leading a god, but a group of extraterritorial demons. Who would have thought that the big leaders of the two factions of gods and demons would actually gather here. Seeing that Ren Song had already walked out of the door, the two of them were still motionless.

Seeing that the cowardly had gone farther and farther, the Phantom Demon Venerable sighed and asked, "Old ghost, what will happen to him later?" ”

"How do I know!" Wang Lingguan next to him sneered: "Take a step, take a look!" ”

"Don't tell me, your Great Heavenly Venerable has never arranged Ren Song's fate to take a fork in the road......" The Phantom Demon Venerable in a cloud of black shadows said coldly.

"And what about you, don't tell me, you're only here to kill traitors...... Hum! Wang Lingguan returned a sneer and said indifferently.

"He's gone!" Hearing Wang Lingguan's words, the Phantom Demon Venerable habitually shrugged his shoulders and suddenly changed the topic: "This road can be regarded as a fork, right?" ”

"Yes, the wheels of fate have begun to turn again! ......" Wang Lingguan's response was really a bit weird.

"Cut! That kid is right, how many web novels have you read? Taking an exaggerated step back, the Phantom Demon Venerable asked in a tone that seemed to be surprised.

"Get out!" Wang Lingguan shouted: "It's much better than a Chinese devil who worships foreign people!" After that, the old man suddenly stared at the sky and said in surprise: "The inertia of fate is really strong, this kid has been blocked again!" ”

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Next to the huge "Hell Ox Car", Ren Song, who was full of indignation, was staring at a group of monks in front of him, and beside him were Uncle Song, the new envoy of Hell Town, and Xingtian, who pulled the cart.

In fact, there are at least three of the monks and nuns on the opposite side who are old acquaintances of this coward, the plain-looking Wang Fat Man Yuantong, and the old nun with a kind expression, because of the obscene old woman Aunt Jin.

To Ren Song's surprise, this Aunt Jin shaved her head and put on a robe at some point, although her appearance has not changed, her expression is much calmer. However, these picket Venerables were not the object of his attention at this time, and Ren Song's eyes at this time were all projected on a short figure in front of the monks and nuns, which was the "Senior Brother Jie" of Li Xin, the stuffy dragon. ”

"Guys, what are you doing with such a big battle?" When Uncle Song spoke, he still had his usual rough voice: "Although the Picket Venerable has great power, you are not allowed to enter and exit at will in and out of the eighteenth layer of hell!" ”

"Then why, he was able to go in?" As soon as Lao Song's words fell, the driving boy jumped up, pointed at Ren Song and said, "I once followed him into the eighteenth layer of hell...... Why don't you stop it? ”

Uncle Song was stunned when he heard this, but before he could speak, Xingtian, who had no head on the side, had already snorted coldly: "Who are you, what qualifications do you have!" With a wave of his arms, a pair of wheel axes had already appeared in his hands, and the white bone skeletons on the board were emitted a strange glow under the oily headlights next to him.

"Me? Hum! The little boy looked disdainful, and his red belly pocket was particularly dazzling in the green light, but he raised his chin lightly and said, "What qualifications do you have to ask me about the ...... of the Tushi Palace?"

"Coachman!" Without waiting for the little guy to finish speaking, Ren Song, who had been standing next to him and had never spoken, suddenly interjected: "There are a lot of idlers in the Tushi Palace, driving, watching the stove, sweeping the floor, and fetching water...... One more is not more, less is not too much! But everyone loves to pretend to be an uncle! ”

Hearing Ren Song's words, the "Senior Brother Jie" screamed angrily, pointing at Ren Song and scolding. This cowardice looked leisurely, took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Lao Song, and then took another and was about to light it himself, but was stretched out by Xingtian on the side and snatched it over, this cowardice looked helpless, and never dreamed that the famous Xingtian was actually a smoker, at this time, he didn't even want an axe, he directly stuffed the cigarette into his navel, stretched out his finger and popped out a wisp of fire and smoked it.

After a second, Ren Song took out a cigarette again and lit it for himself, and found that the boy was still pointing at himself and chattering, casually putting a cigarette trap on his outstretched fingers, and the cowardly mouth broke off: "You're enough!" It was you idlers and idle demons in the Tushi Palace who forced me to go to hell, and the wicked will sue first! Since he realized his fate, he is no longer the same as he was at the beginning, there is no obstacle in his heart, and he naturally has no fear.

Today's evil thoughts are distracted and called real evil thoughts, and they are no longer as elbowed by themselves everywhere as they were at the beginning, evil cannot be done, and good cannot be done......

"Amitabha, good, good!" Hearing Ren Song's angry shouting, the nun who had never spoken, suddenly said: "Master Ren, what did you mean by what you said just now?" ”

Glancing at the kind old nun, Ren Song chuckled and said: "Actually, the matter is very simple, Tushi Palace has recently recruited workers, and there are not enough dragons pulling the car, there is a stuffy dragon who wants to pick up his daughter-in-law in the car, and the husband and wife both pull the car...... It's just that his wife was unlucky, and she accidentally got into the Dharma protector system of the Lingguan Palace, and then she unintentionally became my subordinate......"

"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing with Li Xin and the others? "The boy over there was a little panicked when he heard the words, although he was in the Tushi Palace for a long time, but it was not a genuine brand of the gods who ascended to the Tao, but it was a servant of the fairy family, as the so-called one person got the Tao, the chicken dog ascended to heaven, this boy is also a member of the chicken dog, and later because of the lack of manpower in the Tushi Palace, he was sent into the palace by his own master, and he was a boy who drove a car.

Therefore, although the lifespan is not less than thousands of years, the mind is still a little doll, and after entering the Tushi Palace, there are very few opportunities to go out, and there is naturally less knowledge. Therefore, he didn't think about the cause and effect of the matter at all, but because he was driven away by Ren Song just now, he was not angry for a while, so he ran to the Venerable of the Pure Prison Division to complain, and all the Venerables were surprised when they heard that Ren Songdi's eighteenth layer of hell could not stay, so they rushed over with him.

At this time, hearing Ren Song's words, this little guy woke up suddenly, although he likes to play petty, but his heart is not bad, and he immediately noticed that it was not good, if Ren Song continued, he was afraid that both the stuffy dragon and Li Xin would be unlucky, and hurriedly said to stop: "The two of them have nothing to do with this matter!" ”

(To be continued.) )