Daoran, who was remembered, was lying on the soft bed of the Qiandeng River Painting Boat at this time, stretching comfortably.

He hadn't slept so comfortably in a long time.

After becoming a cultivator, sleep became less important, and when he practiced in Lingshan, Dao Ran never closed his eyes. It wasn't until he returned to the mortal world and smelled the smell of fireworks that Dao Ran felt that he was alive again.

The side that belongs to the mortal emerges, and Dao Ran has become lazy, lazy, and it has become a very common thing to sleep until the sun rises like this.

But that can't be blamed entirely on Daoran, because he can't be diligent right now.

His mana had been condensed to a certain critical stage, and he might only be one step away from condensing the golden body of the Buddha Gate. At this time, if he cultivates more seriously, I am afraid that he will soon become a Buddhist Arhat with his strength.

When the time comes, the immortals will not be allowed to stay in the mortal world for a long time, and the revitalization of Buddhism will become a joke.

Nothing was done, but he cultivated to a positive result, and the Buddhas of Lingshan were afraid that they would unite to suppress him, and it was the kind of suppression that separated the head and limbs.

But the leisurely days should be over today, because Bai Suzhen ran to pick up Xiaoqing a few days ago, and made an appointment to meet at Qiandeng River today.

Dao Ran has also prepared something to renew Xiaoqing's life, just waiting for this silly snake to come back.

It's just that Dao Ran didn't expect that as soon as he got up, the door was directly knocked open, and a cyan figure rushed in and threw himself into Dao Ran's arms.

"Wow, you're finally back! I thought you were dead!" Xiaoqing cried so much that tears and snot flowed out.

Dao Ran was speechless, if it weren't for the fact that his mana is so strong now that he was almost hit by Xiaoqing and broke his ribs, this little snake has not seen him for a few months, and it has become more powerful.

Seeing that Daoran's clothes were about to be ripped off by Xiaoqing, Bai Suzhen was very unhappy and pulled Xiaoqing's ears up, pulled her up and said, "Xiaoqing! As I said, men and women are not intimate!"

Xiaoqing was in pain, and hurriedly said, "Sister, I know, let go of me, I remember everything."

Bai Suzhen said angrily, "What do you remember?! If you remember, how can you be so rude?"

Xiaoqing puffed out her cheeks and said, "I remember very clearly, sister, you said that men and women can't kiss each other, women can't take off their clothes casually, their bodies can't be seen by men, and they can't let men touch them, unless it's their husband."

"Then you're still holding on to others? You're knowingly committing a crime." Bai Suzhen said with a glare.

Xiaoqing said aggrievedly, "But, sister, you also said that for the sake of innocence, if a woman in the mortal world is looked at, she can only marry that person. He's seen my body many times, and I can only marry him, so what's the point of holding it?"

"What did you say?" Bai Suzhen asked in shock, and then looked at Dao Ran.

Daoran: ......

This stupid snake still let her reincarnate.

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The underworld, the stone presses the hell, and the soul of the mysterious machine is in it.

"That kid, you should be happy in Lingshan now." Xuan Jizi recovered from the mess of rotten meat and said with emotion.

Her body was a mess of rotten flesh, and she had just squirmed to regrow her head, and let out such a sigh.

Dao Ran guessed correctly, Xuan Jizi was sent to hell to be tortured because he leaked the secret of heaven before his death. This stone crushing hell is a huge grinding disc, and the huge stone grinder towering into the sky will constantly crush the ghosts above.

….

You can choose to run with all your might, but the stone mill will always chase after you, and once you get tired and stop, you will be run over mercilessly.

Every time it is a lake of broken bones and flesh and blood. If you're unlucky, you'll get mixed with other demons, and your head will probably get mixed with someone else's ass.

But Xuanjizi doesn't have to be so miserable, Ma San is the jailer of the stone crushing hell, and of course he has preferential treatment for old acquaintances. Although Xuanjizi can't be freed from the sea of suffering, he can still help her demarcate a small area without having to squeeze into other evil spirits.

Xuanjizi didn't bother to run away like other evil ghosts, even if he ran to exhaustion, he would still be crushed by the stone, at most

It's a little longer. Someone else is run over five times, you can become four.

Although it is not bad to add up a lot, the rotten flesh and broken bones all over the ground feel like a swamp stuffed with barbed wire, and a single step can make people bruise all over their bodies.

Therefore, Xuanjizi chose to lie flat.

Crush it, just crush it, don't struggle.

At this time, Xuan Jizi was very grateful, and most of the divination that she had done was the weather. It is precisely because this kind of heavenly secret is leaked that it is harmless, so her sentence is only about 100 years, and it will be over after enduring.

It's just that only a few days have passed since such an unpretentious and repeated crushed to death, and Xuanjizi began to feel a little wrong.

Even if he is trapped in hell, Xuanjizi's divination skills have not completely disappeared. On the contrary, after trying krypton fortune divination and only having a short lifespan of a few months, Xuan Jizi's understanding of the way of divination has deepened.

After being crushed to death by stones again and again, Xuanjizi also felt more deeply about hell, and this connection made her sense the undercurrent of the entire underworld. It seems that some major crisis is brewing, and the entire underworld can be destroyed at any moment.

"It's a pity, I don't have any tortoiseshell coins, otherwise I might have been able to make a trigram." Xuanjizi sighed, looking at the carpet of flesh and blood around him, where did the tortoise shell and copper coins come from in this broken place.

But soon, Xuan Jizi had an idea, and then excitedly said, "No, you can still use this."

After saying this, Xuan Jizi immediately ran out of the "single room" that Ma San had designated for her and rushed towards the disgusting carpet of flesh and blood.

Every piece of crushed flesh was wriggling, just the bones of countless people mixed together, your scalp attached to someone else's chin, and this man's finger was stuck in the man's heavenly spirit cover...... It's quite difficult to separate.

There is only a single room like Xuanjizi that can be quickly resurrected after being crushed.

Xuan Jizi didn't care about this disgusting flesh, stretched out his hands to rummage through the disgusting minced flesh, and soon dug out two bones from it.

One was a hip bone, the other was a skull, both of which were in tatters, with countless pieces of flesh sticking to them, and these fragments were still growing.

Xuan Jizi looked at such a disgusting picture very seriously, but before she could see why, there was a violent tremor on the ground, and a loud rumbling sound was heard in her ears.

Xuanjizi turned around and saw that the towering huge stone mill had already shown its outline, and a new round of crushing was coming.

Xuan Jizi hurriedly threw down the two bones and ran to the range of his single room, and then was crushed to pieces in the heart-rending pain.

….

The torments of hell don't stop just because you suddenly have an idea.

Even if you suddenly have an epiphany and become a Buddha, the laws of heaven will let you endure all the punishments before you can soar to the Spirit Mountain.

Of course, these people in the underworld don't count those who open the back door.

Xuanjizi felt something, but she couldn't escape the torture of being crushed to death, but when she got up trembling in pain, she couldn't wait to rush to the ground full of erosion, rummaging for bones in the rotten flesh and broken intestines.

This time, there was more time, and Xuan Jizi dug out five complete bones, but it was still the same as just now, and as soon as he saw the lines on it, Xuan Jizi died again.

The second and third time, Xuan Jizi still died miserably, but her eyes became brighter and brighter. Because she discovered that these bones can replace the role of tortoise shells and copper coins.

Originally, the oldest divination technique was to determine good luck and evil by roasting bones and tortoise shells, and by the changes in the lines on them.

Bones are inherently psychic things, and human bones are even more so.

Don't look at everyone is dead, but if they fall into hell, they are flesh and blood, and the bones are no different from the original, they can still be used.

But bones alone are not enough, divination requires rituals, just like someone else's copper coin on the ground can't see the hexagram, it's useless to pick up some bones on the ground, you need to create a hexagram that can be used through special techniques.

The easiest way is to bake the fire, make a fire yourself, barbecue yourself, and you can get answers from the lines on the bones.

But mysterious

In hell, there is no place to eat or drink, so where does the fire come from?

Xuanjizi thought seriously for a while, and after being killed by a stone grinder a dozen times, she had an idea.

Rushing out of his single room again, Xuan Jizi grabbed the head of a dead man who had just been reborn, pulled it out, and threw it into his single room.

The newly reborn head roared and said, "What are you going to do?! Put my head down!"

Xuan Jizi didn't care about him, and when he returned to the single room, he picked up another thigh bone and slammed it on the dead man's head.

With this stick, Xuan Jizi used all his strength to knock the dead man's head into a blood splash.

The screams sounded, but Xuan Jizi was not moved at all. She was a person who crawled out of the pile of dead people, and she had seen countless corpses that had died horribly because of the Gu worm experiment, and a mere dead man's head was not worth mentioning.

The thigh bone struck the dead man's head again and again, and finally the thigh bone died with the heavenly spirit cover of the dead man's head. In the sound of bones shattering, Xuan Jizi was about to reach out and pick up his scalp to see what the Heavenly Spirit Cover had broken into, but at this time, the stone mill came again.

"Bad luck!" Xuan Jizi kicked out the dead man's head that had been craniotomy.

The stone mill has arrived, and he will be crushed to pieces, and Xuanjizi can't let this dead man's head stay by his side. Otherwise, when she is crushed, the dead man's head will be mixed with her flesh and blood.

Nausea is secondary, and the key is that it will seriously affect her regeneration speed.

Broken bones and reborn, then dig out the bones from the flesh and blood, and break them into pieces, hoping to decipher the hexagram they want before the stone mill comes again.

….

This is the method that Xuan Jizi came up with.

Whether it's roasting a fire or knocking a bone, it's just a ritual, as long as it's a random value created by the diviner, it can achieve the effect of divination.

It's just that Xuan Jizi is not familiar with this kind of broken bone divination, and he is in hell, so he has no time to meditate and study, so the progress is very slow.

After a while, even the ghosts of the underworld spread a certain legend. It is said that in the stone pressure hell, there is a female ghost who slaughters other tortured evil ghosts like crazy, and it is estimated that she has been abandoned by people from the beginning to the end, so everyone looks like a negative man, and she is crazy about the innocent neighbors.

The story spread, and Ma San couldn't help but find an opportunity to ask Xuan Jizi, wondering if she was stimulated by something.

Xuan Jizi didn't explain half-way, but said lightly: "Anyway, if you are idle, you are idle, these evil ghosts are tortured in hell like me, and they are definitely not good people, are you ghosts still distressed?"

Ma San was speechless, there was no law in the underworld that forbade the evil spirits in hell from killing each other, because most of the evil spirits were exhausted just by being tortured, and they had no strength to find trouble with others.

is only a talented person like Xuan Jizi, who can endure the torture of going deep into the soul to hammer other people's bones after being crushed to pieces.

Just when Ma San was helpless to leave, Xuan Jizi suddenly asked, "Little Sanzi, did the Lu judge of the underworld come to Hell to inspect today?"

For the title of little third son, Ma San didn't feel anything. He has now completely changed into an eight- or nine-year-old child, and is often mistaken for a child.

"Lord Lu Juan did come to the underworld today, but he didn't come to Stone Suppression Hell, how do you know?" Ma San asked curiously.

Xuanjizi showed a smile and said to Ma San, "Hahaha, that's right. I guess in five days, some of you will be sent to hell, whether I guess right or not, tell me in five days."

Being in hell, he could still laugh, Ma San shook his head, he really couldn't figure out what Xuan Jizi was thinking, but it was not difficult to just inquire about this news.

Five days later, Ma San found Xuanjizi and said to her, "No ghost has been sent to the oil pot hell, but today someone escaped from the oil pot hell, and some ghosts were almost made into substitute ghosts."

Xuanjizi threw away the bone stick in his hand, touched his chin with bloody fingers, and thought seriously.

After a while, she said to Ma San again, "Early tomorrow morning, you should be called to the Hades Palace, and the Hades and Lu Juan are looking for you to have something, probably related to the monk Daoran. Old rules, tell me tomorrow if I guessed right."

Another day passed, Ma San came to the Stone Crushing Hell again, and said to Xuan Jizi in surprise, "Dao Chief, you really guessed correctly, today Lord Yama told me that Engong's longevity has been restored. It seems that the Great Freedom Heaven lifted the restriction of Engong's life and death book, and Lord Lu Juan immediately restored Engong's original lifespan."

Xuan Jizi was not too surprised this time, and after nodding, he began to slaughter his neighbors frantically.

After not knowing how many dead people's heads were hammered and exploded, and I don't know how many times they were crushed to death, Xuan Jizi finally grabbed the skull fragment in his hand and let out a smug laugh.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect it, this can be calculated, I'm such a genius."

Xuanjizi threw the bones in his hand casually and called out to Ma San loudly.

After a while, Ma San appeared in front of Xuan Jizi.

"Dao Chief, what do you call me?" Ma San asked.

"There is a big matter, you must find Dao Ran and tell him not to come to the underworld to help me return Yang recently, and don't come to the underworld, otherwise there will be *** annoyance." Xuan Jizi said solemnly.

"Will the Grace Guild be in trouble?" Ma San showed a nervous expression.

"Yes, I calculated very clearly this time, let him not come to the underworld, at least not in the near future, otherwise there will be *** trouble, and it is likely to be a worry about his life." Xuan Jizi said solemnly.

If you want to say who Ma San cares about most in this world, it is definitely Daoran. Dao Ran was the first benefactor in the world who cared about him and helped him, if it weren't for Dao Ran's previous lifespan, Ma San would not have left him.

At the moment, he didn't care that he still had responsibilities, Ma San directly stepped on the three-strand fork and flew out of the stone pressure hell, flying towards the six reincarnations.

He was going to Lingshan to inform Dao Ran of this important news.

The little monk is dedicated to returning to the world.

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