(Thank you for the big reward from the wind and xcvxvxad, I went to it, just begged casually, and there was really a big reward...... Thank you, really, thank you!)

The Rakshasa woman lies on the endless prairie, looking at the blue sky.

The sky, without any blemishes.

The sky is cloudless.

"If you can be happy, then I will be happy too, right?"

In the flowers in the distance, there is still a pair of laughter that is not lovers, but seems to be lovers. She smiled, but it was a little reluctant.

Her heart is very small, and she can't accommodate anyone other than Ah Niu. At the same time, her heart is very narrow, so narrow that she does not allow the second girl to enter Ah Niu's world.

However, when faced with a friendship that lasted for nearly a hundred years, a companion who had been together from birth to the age of 100, she was overwhelmed.

Every living species is confused, whether human or spirit.

"Rakshasa girl, come and play, do you see it? these butterflies are talking to me!" Xiang'er's silver bell-like laughter echoed around her.

"Yes, Rogue, come along. Although Ah Niu was also invited, there was a strange resistance in his voice.

In a world of two people, no third person is allowed to intervene.

Rogue's smile......

"No, you guys play, I still have to practice. ”

Cultivation, only this excuse can explain the most primitive depression in your heart, right?

The world is like a melting pot, how long can a small existence struggle in this melting pot?

"Oh, she wants to practice, let's not disturb her practice, you must know that her goal is to be a fairy in the sky. ”

"Ah Niu, isn't your goal to become an immortal?"

"Where is it possible to be a monster when you become an immortal. ”

"Yes...... But I'm also a cultivator, and my mission should also be to become an immortal, right?" Xiang'er's smile froze, and then her beautiful eyes looked at the sky deeply......

The sky is so blue, so beautiful.

"Xiang'er, you are so beautiful. Ah Niu looked at Xiang'er at this moment, and suddenly couldn't help but admire.

"Ah Niu, we can't play crazy in the future, we also have to have our own goals. ”

"Target?"

"Yes, look at Rogue, she's never been as crazy as we are, and has her own mission like a big sister. ”

"Uh...... However, aren't you unwilling to become an immortal?"

"No! I changed my mind, I want to be an immortal!"

"But, but...... What's so good about becoming an immortal?"

"If our cultivators' ultimate goal is not to become immortals, then what's the point of cultivating?" Today, Xiang'er suddenly became rare and serious, and she muttered to the sky.

"But, but...... I...... But......" Ah Niu's tone suddenly became a little anxious, but even if his face was red, he couldn't think of a reasonable excuse.

Excuse?

Maybe it's an excuse, right?

Then, he turned his head to look at the Rakshasa woman lying on the grass in the distance, his eyes showing a little resentment......

"Ah Niu, I'm leaving, I will practice seriously in the future, and let's play together after I become an immortal!" As if sensing something, Xiang'er turned her head and looked at the Rakshasa Girl, her eyes full of longing.

Although the two were born on the same day, the same month, and the same year, the magic power of the Rakshasa Girl was already a lot higher than her!

Perhaps, you can't go crazy anymore.

I'm going to learn to grow up too, right?

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"All sentient beings are exhausted, Bodhi is proven, hell is not empty, and you will not become a Buddha."

In the distance, there is a Buddha voice, and that sound permeates the surroundings of hell, but no one knows where it comes from.

Jizo King Bodhisattva in hell is a legend, there are no ghosts, and the ghost envoy has seen Jizo King Bodhisattva.

Even though everyone in this world knows that there is such a bodhisattva in hell.

But, will hell be empty?

Will the world be freed from calamity?

Hell is not empty, the world is eternal, and the king of Jizo cannot become a Buddha.

King Jizo is a legend.

Wang Chen was very sorry, he came to the underworld for a long time and asked, but he never knew where the king of Jizo was, as if there was no such a bodhisattva in hell......

Since you can't find it, you won't look for it. So Wang Chen got on the ferry and prepared to leave.

The wind in the River Styx was overcast and cold, and even made Wang Chen's cheeks feel a little chilly.

The boat boss is lonely, he is always on the other side of the river, alternate like a machine without a mind......

Are they really atoning for their sins?

If it's not atonement, then what's being done?

"You guys, can you speak?"

Standing on the other side of the boat, Wang Chen suddenly asked.

The boss of the boat was still holding the boat and slowly moving forward against the yin wind, as if he hadn't heard Wang Chen's words at all.

"You are atoning for your sins, what are you atoning for?"

The captain remained silent.

Perhaps, they have some kind of trouble.

When they didn't speak, Wang Chen felt that he was talking to the air, and the feeling of talking to the air was really not very good......

Wang Chen shook his head and said nothing more.

Sitting on the boat, Wang Chen could see the distance of the River Styx, and there was always a strange bright spot flickering in the distance, and this bright spot flickered and dimmed.

"Where is that?"

"It's the other side. ”

"Huh, you're not dumb?"

“......”

"Where is the other side?

“......”

"Can you take me there?"

“......”

The boat boss spit out three words and then resumed his silence again, no matter how Wang Chen asked him, he didn't speak, he was really a strange person......

He silently propped up the boat, and continued to move forward like a mechanic.

I don't know how long it took, but when the boat docked, the boat boss stopped swinging, and with his stop, the boat swayed on the water and finally regained calm.

"It's here. ”

"You can't go to the other side, or do you want to go but you can't?"

The boss of the "......" boat shook slightly, and then moved the pole hard, and the boat slowly drove away into the distance.

He would continue to ferry the next soul, an endless ferry, as if there was never an end.

Wang Chen saw a strange bouquet of flowers at his feet......

Is it the other side of the flower?

He's also a man with a story.

Wang Chen walked ashore and walked towards Xudu in the cold wind, and in front of the gate of Xudu, two ghost soldiers stopped Wang Chen.

"Stop, take it for me!"

"Hades let me go. Wang Chen shook his head as he looked at the ghost in front of him.

"Hades let you go?" the leader was stunned for a moment, then narrowed his eyes.

The ghost can only cross the River Styx in one direction, and he has never heard that the underworld can come back, and he came back in such a bright and bright boat.

There must be a deep meaning in it!

"Then you wait!" he pulled a piece of talisman paper from his waist and lit it.

The color of the rune paper changed to an eerie red......

Devil's eyes widen!

"How is it possible, Hades actually let us go......?

Since the establishment of the underworld, except for the ghosts, there are few ghosts who can return from the underworld to the yang world......

Even if there are a few, they are those who are equipped with atmospheric transport.

But......

Who the hell is this ghost?

The ghost will be suspicious......