Chapter 337: Catching a Turtle in an Urn (I)
I looked at the white-clothed ghost, paused, and I continued: "According to the laws of the underworld, it is difficult for you to reincarnate in a short period of time. People who commit suicide, hurt their own bodies, hurt their relatives and grief, and do not fulfill their filial piety, they will be sent to hell in vain, and every day you will feel the pain of suicide again, until you are full of life, you can be reincarnated, as for how to judge, it will be decided by the prefecture. ”
As a Taoist priest, someone goes to hell, which is the last thing I want to see, and when I say these words, I feel uncomfortable.
It's like the police are there to catch thieves, but in fact, the police don't want to see anyone shot.
But this bad news sounded more like good news to the ghost in white, and I saw a trace of relief in her eyes.
After hearing this, she smiled and said: "For me, it's good news, it's good if you don't be a person." ”
I sighed to myself, I had never seen anyone from hell, and I always felt that it was a relief to be there.
The position between people is destined to make different decisions.
It had reached this point, and the white-clothed ghost breathed a long sigh of relief as if relieved.
She smiled and said, "Then let's go, don't miss the hour." ”
I looked at her with a complicated face: "In the end, there is a lot of suffering in the world, and I mistake hell for heaven." ”
The ghost in white didn't care what I thought, and walked away with very light steps, striding towards the capital city.
When I arrived at the gate of the city, I inadvertently turned around and suddenly saw a portrait on the wall, which was painted of myself, and there were three vermilion characters on the portrait - wanted notice.
At this moment, I suddenly felt that everyone was looking at me, and I instinctively lowered my head, while peeking at the wall, while secretly thinking about what to do, even if I couldn't read the words below, I could guess what was probably written.
Looking at the heavily guarded guards in front of me, I feel even more bottomless, under these circumstances, I can't even enter the gate.
Just as I was thinking, the white-clothed ghost suddenly urged, "Hurry up! ”
As she spoke, without waiting for me to react, she went in first.
I can't stop crying in my heart, what sin did I create in my last life to meet her? When you should be in a hurry, you are not in a hurry, and when you should not be in a hurry, it is like burning your eyebrows.
And she's my biggest talisman now, I can't just watch her go in on her own, it's even harder for me without her.
Thinking of this, I hurried after him, and when I was still a few feet away, I stopped abruptly.
At this time, the white-clothed ghost had already arrived at the gatekeeper, and there were several iron armor soldiers standing in front of the door, and a table was placed horizontally in front of the city gate, and they had to be registered when they entered and exited.
It seems that after the last time I made a fuss, the underworld has once again raised its defenses.
The guards looked at her, looked around again, and asked, "You came by yourself?" ”
The white-clothed ghost pointed over very simply: "He brought me here." ”
It's over the calf, and I can't hide if I want to this time.
I rubbed my footsteps, and walked over very reluctantly, keeping my head as low as I could, so that the onicha would not see my face.
The ghost knocked on the table hard: "Hey! What are you doing? ”
I hesitated and said, "I, I'm just a Taoist priest, come down and send a ghost." ”
"Head up!" The ghost shouted coldly.
I raised my head slowly, with a smile on my face: "Don't worry, I'll show you the saucer." ”
The ghost cha waved his hand: "You wait." ”
As he spoke, the ghost turned his head sideways, looked carefully at the portrait on the wall, and looked at me suspiciously.
At this moment, I felt that the air was frozen, and it was not to walk, nor was it to not walk.
The ghost stretched out his hand: "Saucer." ”
My body bent slightly, my legs secretly exerted force, as long as the signs were wrong, I ran out with the white-clothed ghost as soon as possible, and at this juncture, life is the king.
At the same time, I put the dish on the table and pushed it into the ghost's hand little by little.
Onicha hung his eyes slantedly, looked at me with his nostrils, glanced at random, and said softly, "Go in." ”
"Huh?" I instinctively let out a question.
The ghost cha leaned back in the chair, crossed Erlang's legs, and said locally, "Ah what? Why don't you stand guard with me? ”
I quickly put away the dish and smiled at my face: "It's okay, it's okay, you've worked hard." ”
With that, I ran in as fast as I could.
The white-clothed ghost asked puzzledly, "How do I feel, when you come here, you are more nervous than me?" ”
I forcibly held on to the aftershocks after the fright: ", how can any Taoist priest be afraid of the underworld?" ”
The white-clothed ghost turned around and asked, "You sent me here, just go back, I won't trouble you." ”
I pretended to look like a lot of people around and said, "This place is too big to get lost, so I'll send the Buddha to the west." ”
Good guy, the ghost in white is now completely on my thighs......