We are invited to the underworld. However, at the gate it was blocked by a shadowy difference.

At this time, the underworld was heavily guarded, and teams were walking back and forth.

The ghost officer smiled and discussed with the doorkeeper. Although it was brought out the Jizo King Bodhisattva. However, the goalkeeping is not too much to buy. He squinted at a few of us. Then he said in a loud voice, "Wait."

So we had to wait at the door.

Ten minutes later, the shadow returned. He looked at us, a little more respectful. He said, "Bodhisattva, please come in."

The three of us nodded, and after following him in∵ for a while, I realized that something was wrong, and there was a lot of blank paper, like a huge mirror, standing on the ground. And these white papers are all lit with candles in front of them, casting our shadows on them.

This set of tools is very familiar, and I can tell at a glance that this is a soul.

I stopped the shadow in front of me and asked, "What do you mean?" What's going on in the underworld? How can there be so many things? ”

Yin Cha looked at us, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "You should ask the Jizo King Bodhisattva yourself about the matter here."

Then, he ignored us and just led us forward.

Now the underworld has become a big labyrinth. A labyrinth separated by white paper and candles. We don't know where we've gone, and we've been following the odds in circles.

Sometimes, we look through the gaps between the blank sheets. Occasionally I saw a corner of the palace, or an outline of the gate, and I could barely tell it: "This is the Yama Palace, and over there is the Hell of the Hungry Ghosts." However, take two more steps forward, and nothing can be distinguished. ”

Wushuang asked the ghost officer, "Has the underworld been plagued like this?" Why is there a blank sheet of paper everywhere? Construction is going on inside? ”

The ghost officer looked at the white paper and candles on the side of the road suspiciously, and then shook his head: "It doesn't make sense, I didn't have these things when I left."

Then he asked the yincha, "Brother, I am also on an errand here, and I have been sent to the world as the messenger of the Jizo King Bodhisattva for the last two days. How did you come back and become like this? Is something wrong? ”

The yin cha didn't even look back, as if he hadn't heard the words of the ghost official at all.

The ghost officer waited for a while with an embarrassed face. Seeing that this yin did not pay attention to him, he had to retract his head.

Wushuang stabbed the ghost official, and said with some schadenfrefreude: "Old man, is it that you have fallen out of favor since you left for two days?"

The ghost official bowed his hand, and whispered with a solemn face: "Two, I'm sorry." I may have hurt you. ”

I saw that he was serious, and I couldn't help but feel nervous: "Old man, don't scare people."

The ghost officer smiled bitterly: "I myself was so frightened by this formation, how could I have the heart to scare you two?"

Then he secretly glanced at the yincha, and saw that the latter did not notice him, so he dared to say: "This situation is unheard of, and I don't think this is very wrong." I'm afraid he's going to do us badly. ”

Wushuang shook his peachwood sword: "Don't bluff me, with the strength of the two of us, who dares to do anything to me?"

The ghost officer shook his head: "Then I don't know."

As soon as he finished saying this, Yin Cha, who was originally walking in the front, suddenly stopped.

The ghost officer didn't pay attention and almost hit him.

Yin Cha looked at the ghost official, and his face was full of mockery: "With your little guts, you are also worthy of being an errand in the underworld?"

The ghost officer looked at us in horror, and the meaning was self-evident: "It's over, it's over." This kid has discovered us. He's going to kill me in a minute, so you'll have to help me. ”

However, Yin Cha did not do anything. He pointed to the door in front of him and said, "Here we are."

I looked at this door and it was completely papier-mâché. It's funny.

Then he took out a candle and shone it a few times behind us, so that our shadow was reflected on the paper. After a few seconds, the people inside seemed to identify us. The door opened.

The moment the door opened, I understood why I used a paper door.

Because behind the door was densely packed, there were countless shadows standing. They are numerous and dense. Even if Wushuang and I want to make trouble here, we have to weigh it.

The papier-mâché gate was not meant to prevent thieves at all.

When Yin Cha saw us, he automatically divided into two columns and let us in.

The Yin Cha who brought us all the way didn't follow up, just said, "Please."

The ghost officer tried to follow us, but he was stopped as well. This made him panic, but he was helpless.

Wushuang and I walked forward on the path that flashed out of the shadows.

At this time, the atmosphere was tense. The two of us wanted to draw our swords, but doing it in front of so many shady people made the provocation too obvious.

After a few turns, we came to the end. There are no Yin soldiers at the end. There is only one quaint temple.

There is no difference between this temple and the ancient temples on earth. But in the eerie underworld, it is the only thing that makes people feel light.

Wushuang and I glanced at each other. Almost at the same time, we said, "King Jizo Bodhisattva lives here?"

I went up and knocked on the door, and the wooden door made a clanging sound. In the empty and quiet underworld, it spreads far and wide.

In this situation, I suddenly remembered Jia Island. So he couldn't help but say: "The bird stays in the tree by the pool, and the monk knocks on the door under the moon."

Wushuang turned his head and looked at me strangely: "What did you say?"

I proudly explained: "This is an allusion, the great poet of the Tang Dynasty, Jia Dao......"

Before I finished speaking, Wushuang looked at me speechlessly: "Are you sick?" When has this been, still thinking about reciting poems? It's right to open this door quickly. ”

We are talking at the door. Suddenly, an old voice came from inside: "Is it Xu You and Wushuang?"

This voice is the voice of King Jizo Bodhisattva. Then the two doors opened on their own.

I walked side by side with Wushuang to the temple. Across the tranquil courtyard. Directly in front of it is a large hall of the Great Hero. An old monk was sitting on a futon with his back to us.

We walked into the main hall and stood behind the Jizo King Bodhisattva.

Before we could speak, King Jizo Bodhisattva said, "Look, how is my temple? Isn't it quiet? ”

I nodded, "It's quiet."

King Jizo let out a long sigh and said, "You seem to be quiet now, but last night, it was very noisy."

Wushuang and I asked strangely, "What the hell happened?"

King Jizo slowly stood up from the futon, then turned to face us.

Musou and I glanced at Jizo King, and then exclaimed in unison.

The reason why we were so shocked was because King Jizo's chest was sunken in a large lump. And he was pale, apparently very badly wounded.

Wushuang exclaimed, "Are you injured?"

King Jizo nodded.

We exclaimed, "Who did this?" Is there anyone else in the world who can get to you? ”

King Jizo's face was calm, and he said, "All beings are equal, and it is not difficult to hurt me. As for the one who hurt me. It's my new apprentice. ”

Now Wushuang and I were even more surprised: "Is it the abbot?"

King Jizo shook his head: "It's not him, it's another apprentice of mine." Three-headed beast. ”

It dawned on me. These three divine beasts probably refer to Wen Yu, Lao Hei and Wizard.

I asked Jizo King, "Are there any wizards?"

King Jizo nodded.

Wushuang questioned: "With their strength, I'm afraid even a sneak attack won't be able to hurt you."

King Jizo nodded: "The three of them are not one heart. There is a grudge against each other. I trapped them in one body, on the one hand, to help them resolve their deep hatred, and on the other hand, to keep them in check with each other so that they would not cause trouble. It's just that I didn't expect the three of them to come to an agreement, wound me, and escape. You're right, the three of them are far from being my opponents. But last night, my every move was in their calculations, and no matter how I made a move, they had a corresponding countermeasure. The so-called knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent is a hundred battles. They could see how I made a move, and I was already invincible. ”

King Jizo's words surprised and worried Wushuang and me at the same time. We don't know what these three will do when they escape from the underworld.