Piaoranzi felt kicked by someone, and there was a stone impact, as if the door was closed and locked. After his mind went blank, he recalled walking with Artemisia Lijun, meeting three young men, fighting with them, and slapping himself into the young man's chest, but the man rushed towards him, puffing thick smoke from his mouth, and he fell unconscious.

"Where did they take this?" Piao Ranzi thought of this, opened his eyes, and saw that all sides were dark, and he felt cold under him, and when he touched it with his hand, it turned out to be lying on a smooth stone slab.

He sat up, his eyes lit up, and the room gradually became clear, it turned out to be a stone house, and when he looked around, there was a faint stone door. He stood up, rushed to the stone gate, and pushed, but there was no movement.

"Oh, yes, I must have been locked up here by them. Piaoranzi lay on the stone door, listening to the movement outside, and there were faint voices.

"Artemisia-kun doesn't know what's going on. Piao Ranzi said in his heart. I remembered that before I fell into a coma, Artemisia Lijun screamed, and I didn't hear what he shouted.

"I still have to go back to Mount Tai, and I can't stay here for long. I don't know where the demons and monsters are outside, I can't care about it. Thinking of this, Piao Ranzi picked up the method of qi practice taught by the Medicine Buddha, and hit the stone gate with both palms.

After a loud bang, the stone gate fell to the ground, and the light of the night sky outside met the eyes of the floating people. Under the night sky, surrounded by mountains, long canyons and cliffs.

At the same time as Piao Ranzi flew out, more than a dozen figures flew towards him quickly, with swords and spears on their heads, Piao Ranzi met them with both palms, and listened to the sound of blade impacts, endlessly, and the dozen or so soldiers fell around.

Piaoranzi stood on the barren slope, and several soldiers stepped forward.

"Wait, who are you?" asked the soldier.

"This is the Valley of the Dead, are you new here, do you still want to escape?" said a soldier with a spear.

"Dead Warrior Valley?" Piao Ranzi hadn't heard of. In the night, he saw these soldiers, all of whom had a large circle drawn on their chests, in which were written the word B and the word Xin, all of which were the number of words of the heavenly stem and the earthly branch.

"Why did you arrest me here?" asked Piaoranzi again.

"We, Zhaimen, recruit soldiers, if you see the master of the door, he will sue you. When those soldiers saw that Piaoranzi stretched out their hands, they raised their hands and knocked down a group of soldiers, no longer stepped forward, and surrounded them.

"Who is your master?" asked Piaoranzi again.

"I'll answer you, new lad," replied one of the men behind the soldier. Then, several more people came one after another, all dressed in coarse cloth and shirts, and carrying special weapons, some with axes for chopping wood, some with hoes for cutting the ground, and some with sickles for mowing grass.

"Subordinates, see the hall masters!" the soldiers poked their weapons to the ground and bowed their heads.

"You're all out of the way. "One of the hall masters, in his thirties, with a good appearance, waved his hand to let the soldiers dodge and retreat to the side. Piao Ranzi saw those soldiers turn around, and on the clothes behind them, there were various numbers written on them, which should be the number of the soldiers.

The seven people surrounded Piao Ranzi and looked at Piao Ranzi, who also looked at them, and tried his best to watch out, as long as they spewed out thick smoke, he flew into the air.

"You just got recruited?" led the man.

"Hmph, what kind of ability do you have to use the next three rotten means to capture me?" Piao Ranzi said angrily.

"Oh, does that prove that you are very capable, otherwise the thirteenth senior brother will not use ** cigarettes against you. Piao Ranzi walked to the left.

"We welcome you to join Zhaimen. Come, let me introduce you to the introduction. "The head of the man. "I am the second hall master of the twenty-second hall of Zhaimen, these are the master of the Wu hall, the master of the Xin hall, the master of the Chen hall, the master of the Wu hall, the master of the Shen hall, and the master of the Xu hall, and it is the master of the Yin Hall who brought you here, and he has returned to the council hall. ”

"Zhai Men, what is Zhai Men doing?" Seeing this Yi Hall Master, Piao Ranzi was very kind, said polite words, and welcomed him to join Zhai Men, hum, how could that be possible.

"Zhai Gate, it was created by Mr. Zhai Da, the purpose of this door is to eliminate violence, peace, help the needy, follow Mr. Mo Zhai's teachings, stop fighting, non-attack, and love, and save all sentient beings. "The second hall is the main road.

"Mr. Mo Zhai, who is he?" Piao Ranzi seemed to have a trace of impression, but it was very vague.

"His old man has passed away for 2,500 years, but his spirit is immortal, just like the pines and cypresses of this mountain, it will be evergreen!" said the second hall master, very excited, his hands spread and raised, and he said loudly to the night sky.

"Dead for 2,500 years?" said Piaoranzi, "then how do I know." ”

"Second Senior Brother, he doesn't know anything about what you said. "The main road of the noon. "We, Zhaimen, worship Mozi of the pre-Qin Dynasty, and he wants to be our founder. ”

"Yes, yes, Mr. Mo has advocated conservation, emphasized farming-oriented, persuaded countries to fight non-aggression, opposed the tyranny of warlords, he advocated human love, and hoped that everyone would help each other equally and work hard to build an ideal world. After the death of the old man's immortal, there was no successor, and his disciples were scattered, and his faction was criticized and gradually perished. Only one of Mr. Mo's disciples, inheriting his legacy, fled to this barren mountain canyon and founded Zhai Gate under the surname of the old man Mo Zhai. We are all subordinates of Mr. Zhai Da. Hall Master B said.

"Oh, I see. Piao Ranzi remembered that in the world of the pre-Qin Dynasty, hundreds of schools of thought contended, three religions and nine streams, each with its own door, there was indeed a Mozi family, but then I didn't hear his descendants, not like Confucianism, Confucius and Mencius have a long history, and Confucianism has an endless history. "Your master is Mr. Zhai Da, is there still Mr. Zhai Er?"

"Yes, there are a total of three sect masters in Zhai Gate, and there are twenty-two hall masters. Today, there are no less than hundreds of thousands of people in the Valley of the Dead, all of whom are in the Valley of the Dead. "The second hall is the main road.

"Why is this a barren mountain?, and besides, you are human beings and ghosts, why are you all called dead soldiers?" Piao Ranzi wondered.

"The Valley of the Dead is thousands of miles in circumference, and here is the main altar, and we will take turns to guard it. "The second hall is the main road. "From the master of the door down, they are all dead soldiers. When you enter us, you first turn into a body, and after you become a ghost, you will find another body, and you will be a dead man. ”

"This brother, I see that you are already possessed by a ghost, and you can directly be regarded as a dead man. Xin Tang said. "As long as you worship Mr. Mozi's tablet, you can take an oath. ”

"Yes, here we are, you can see another world tomorrow, all the dead are living well, farming and living happily. "The second hall is the main road.

"So, this is where you set yourself up as kings and don't take part in the strife of the world?"

Mr. Zhai Da said that this is only temporary. If there is an opportunity in the future, he will change the world, let the world pursue the "Book of Ink", rule the world with the "Book of Ink", and complete the legacy of Mr. Mo. "The second hall is the main road.

"Little brother, you have also been in the human world and the ghost world for a short time, and now the three religions are in charge of the three worlds, and Confucianism is deeply rooted in the hearts of the world. Our ink studies have long been abandoned. Xin Tang said.

"Little brother, take the world as an example, Confucianism and Taoism are full of benevolence and righteousness, but it makes people's hearts fall day by day, and treacherous are numerous. People only compete for fame and fortune, and do not think about skills to promote people's livelihood. The immortal family expounds and intercepts the teachings, only allowing the disciples to cultivate themselves, and the Buddhism only knows how to retreat, without the simplicity and unpretentiousness of our ink learning, I think you will enter our Zhai Gate. "The Lord of the Tatsudo said.

"Yes, Chu Piaoran, as long as you join Zhai Men, you will definitely be of great use in the future. Lord Shen persuaded.

These seven hall masters, around Piao Ranzi, you say a word, I say a word, Piao Ranzi's heart is moved. Looking at the costumes of these hall masters, they are also simple people, and the hatred of the hall master for catching him has gradually subsided.

"This?????? Let me think about it. Piaoranzi said.

"What else do you want? We won't hurt you. "The second hall is the main road. "We, the seven hall masters, can jointly sponsor the door master, let you study the "Book of Ink", for the benefit of all beings in the Valley of the Dead, if we can be born in the future, let's jointly manage the mortal dust and create a peaceful and prosperous world!"

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