The ghost's words shocked me, and I asked, "What's going on?" What do you mean? Musou is dead? ”

The ghost envoy's expression was complicated, he sighed, and said, "Wushuang has become the king of the underworld. She's not Wushuang now, she's the King of Hades. ”

I looked at the ghost envoy dumbfounded, and then sighed dejectedly: "I really let the King of Jizo tell me right, Wushuang really went to be the king of Hades." ”

The envoy looked at me, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "You two, what's going on?" If there's nothing going on between you, I know she's not going to be the king of Hades. ”

I poured the rest of the wine into my mouth. A spicy sensation ran from the mouth to the throat and then to the stomach. It's warm and hot.

My tears and snot were burning from my nose.

I wiped it and looked at the curious ghost. Then I put my arm around his shoulders and hooked up with him. I put the bottle in my mouth and said vaguely, "Do you know what kind of person is tight-lipped?" ”

The ghost envoy looked at me a little nervously, "What are you going to do?" ”

I shook my head and said, "I don't do anything." I'm just telling you, if one can keep one's mouth shut. Or, he's dead. Or, speaking out about it is worse than dying. So, you don't have to ask me anymore, I won't tell you. ”

The ghost envoy looked at me and sighed, and said, "Actually, I don't have much interest in knowing. Where are you going now? Do you want to spend the night here? ”

I pointed to the village and said, "An old man invited me to sleep at their house." In the third house, the red gate. ”

The demon envoy helped me: "Are you going?" I'll take you. ”

I shook my head: "I'm not going, didn't you just want to find out the cause of these evil ghosts' troubles?" I'll go with you. ”

The ghost envoy looked at me suspiciously: "You go with me?" But you've drunk so much now......"

I waved my hand: "Don't make a fuss, what is this wine?" I'm not drunk, everyone is drunk≡ deceives others, and it would be good if the fake came true one day. ”

The envoy lifted me up and muttered, "What a mess this is?" Are you really going? ”

I nodded, "I'm really going." ”

The ghost envoy agreed, and waved his hand at the shadows behind him. Let everyone keep up.

On the way, the ghost envoy helped me, and several times I wanted to speak and stopped. I half-opened my eyes and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

The ghost envoy thought for a moment and said, "Don't come to the underworld in the future. ”

I threw the bottle on the ground and said with some unhappiness, "What are you fartting?" My parents are in the underworld, you told me not to come to the underworld? ”

The ghost envoy grabbed me: "Xu You, it's not that I don't want you to go to the underworld. It was the Immortal who gave an order. As long as you step into the underworld, there will be no forgiveness. I know you're good at kung fu, but can you stop thousands of shadows? Can you stop the 18th National Congress of the Communist Party of China from joining forces? ”

I squinted at the ghost envoy: "Hades' order?" ”

The ghost envoy nodded: "That's right, it's an order from the Hades." ”

I sighed: "It seems that Wushuang doesn't want to see me anymore." ”

All of a sudden, I lost interest in walking. I want to sit on the ground, fall on the side of the road, and sleep in the dark.

However, the envoy pointed to a temple in front of him and said, "According to our investigation, everything is because of this temple. ”

The temple door was not closed. I looked through the door and saw that the lamp was still on. I don't know which Bodhisattva is enshrined on it.

I turned around and asked the ghost envoy, "How many temples are there in this village?" Except for the land temple just now. ”

The envoy said, "This is the only one. ”

I said suspiciously: "According to what you say, is it really because the villagers poured feces that they did this?" ”

The ghost envoy smiled and shook his head: "I can't say that, maybe, it's just a coincidence." ”

Then I made a gesture of please: "Shall we go in?" ”

The envoy shook his head, "We can't get in." It can only be observed from the outside. ”

I looked at them suspiciously, then walked in, stood inside the door, and said very easily, "It's not difficult, why can't you get in?" ”

The ghost envoy gave me a puzzled look, then walked gently inside. He had just touched the steps when I saw something as thin as a glass cover, blocking him.

I went out and said, "I'll push you in." ”

The ghost envoy stood at the edge of the steps, the thin diaphragm hidden from time to time. I slowly pushed behind him. However, I found that as I became stronger, the diaphragm became stronger.

I was a little unconvinced, and the heat surged, and I increased my strength. A few seconds later, the ghost envoy wailed in front of him: "Xu You, don't push, I can't do it." It's about to be squashed. ”

When I saw this, I couldn't help but stop.

The envoy sat on the ground, looked at me and said, "This temple has been banned. Ordinary people can go in, but nothing happens. But the cultivator can't get in, and the soul can't get in. The greater the power, the greater the hindrance. ”

When the demon envoy said this, I tried in confusion, but this time, I couldn't get in anyway.

It was as if the Dao Spell in my body was not under my control at all, and whenever I touched the door, it would activate with the forbidden spell inside.

I looked back at the emissary, "Why did I go in just now?" ”

The ghost envoy thought for a moment and said, "Look at the way you looked just now, you have a decadent look. I'm afraid I've forgotten that I know Taoism. Maybe that's why you can easily walk in. ”

It dawned on me, "I see." What's so hard about that. ”

One skill I've been practicing for the past few months is forgetting. Forget what I want to forget, avoid what I want to avoid. Although this function can sometimes be called heartless, I did it.

I adjusted my mindset a bit. Tilting his head, he walked into the temple in a flash.

The ghost envoy stood guard outside the door, watched me swagger in, and then shouted at me, "Be careful. ”

I nodded, and staggered back inside. I thought to myself, "Be careful? I'm not afraid of death at all, what's there to be careful about, you have the ability to rush at me. ”

After entering through the gate, there is a very narrow courtyard. There is a large hall in the courtyard. I don't know which Bodhisattva is offered on it, ≤ it's very simple.

Since there is a forbidden spell here, there must be runes, but I looked around, but I found nothing.

I didn't find the runes, but I saw that there was a road behind the hall. Bypassing the Bodhisattva, I found that there were two doors in front of and behind this hall. Behind the Bodhisattva, there is a door that leads to the backyard.

I stepped out of the main hall and walked out slowly.

I never imagined that a small backward village would have such a large temple. There are three or four Buddha halls in it. There are different gods, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas enshrined inside.

I walked around the inside and didn't find anything out of the ordinary.

There was no one in the temple, not even half a monk. But with a lantern lit. I don't know why the villagers are so relieved that there won't be a fire here.

By this time I was already in the backyard. I sat on a futon, blown by the somewhat cold night wind. I looked at the barren grass in the garden.

I kind of want to sleep. But inside the main hall there are not only lifelike bodhisattvas, but also various flying murals. They are particularly permeable by the dim lights of the ever-bright lights. No one would sleep in such a place.

I started wandering around the yard, looking for a place to live.

Walking around like this, I found a pavilion in the corner of the backyard.

There is a well inside the pavilion, and the water in it is bubbling. It was the only sound in the quiet courtyard.

I looked down the well, it was pitch black, and I couldn't see the bottom.

In front of the well is a stone monument. I slowly crouched down and fumbled for the words.

It's magical. How powerful the water comes from this well, which Bodhisattva has ever drunk the water here, and so on.

I could make up three of these miracles in a minute, so I didn't believe it. Just sitting at the mouth of the well, cranky.

As I sat like this, suddenly my right hand touched a gap in the edge of the well. This gap is special. It is the appearance of a palm print.

I was shocked: "Someone slapped me at the mouth of the well?" ”

I dragged the lantern over. He began to shine into the well. At this time, I saw a palm print, all the way to the bottom.