Zhen Yan had an impulse from the depths of her soul to immediately rush to the city of vain death, regardless of the fact that she snatched out the soul of her nephew Zhen Shangmin.

Ghosts block and kill ghosts, Buddhas block and kill Buddhas, even if they degenerate into asuras, they will not hesitate!

Mr. "Q" has been observing any of Zhen Yan's micro-expressions and micro-movements, hehe, the effect is very good...... Zhen Yan's eyes were slightly red, and King Yama was furious, saying that the shaking of the Three Realms might be somewhat exaggerated, at least a bloody storm in the underworld could not be avoided.

Hey? Mr. "Q" was surprised, why did Zhen Yan's expression remain as usual in a blink of an eye, it seems that this woman's forbearance is still above his own estimate.

Well, her city can also be reconsidered.

Zhen Yan closed her eyes slightly, inhaled, let the air fill her lungs, and then exhaled slowly to shrink her stomach. Again and again, the breathing gets deeper and deeper, steady and regular.

Mr. "Q" knew that he couldn't hurry, so he leaned back in his chair and pulled a cigarette from his pocket.

took out the box of "Golden Leaf", and when Zhen Yan opened her eyes, Mr. "Q" smiled and turned the cigarette box around, revealing a cigarette: "Mr. Zhen, I added a lot of mint to this cigarette, come and get one."

Zhen Yan took out the "Jiaozi", flicked the bottom of the box with her fingers, and a cigarette flew out, rolled a few times, and held it in her mouth.

The Samadhi real fire ignited the tobacco instantly, the fire was just right, and Mr. "Q" was shocked, and it was easy to burn down the building, and it was difficult to light only one hair.

"Please advise, how to let the child leave the city of vain safely, thank you." The cigarette in his mouth gradually went out, this was not smoking, but showing his strength.

The cigarette in Zhen Yan's mouth, which was almost intact, was spit out, flew into the ashtray, turned into a blue flame, and went out.

If you touch the ashtray, it's still cold. All you can see is a pinch of cigarette ash in the ashtray.

"Mr. Zhen, I think you must have read the article "Medicine".

"Probably, as long as you have read a book in the last 100 years, you are not unfamiliar."

"It can be understood in this way: human blood steamed buns are a metaphor, a seed to awaken the people, as long as there is this seed, it will eventually bloom a bright flower of human awakening."

"Well, and then what?"

Mr. "Q" looked at Zhen Yan with blazing eyes, and said word by word: "What my nephew climbs day and night is a living mountain, and those silver nails on the mountain are actually tentacles."

Zhen Yan is really shocked, living mountain, what is this concept?

The mountains have mountain gods, and the rivers have river gods, but you can't say that the mountains are alive and the rivers are alive, because the gods are just administrators who live on them, outsiders.

And now, some people say that there is a living mountain in the underworld.

Mr. "Q" smiled and calmly: "This mountain is actually older than the underworld, and at the beginning of the birth of the underworld, the King of the Earth Bodhisattva took it from the sea of milk and watered it as a mountain. The origin of the sea of milk does not need to be introduced. ”

It turned out to be a sea of milk, Zhen Yan understood.

The gods originally resided on Mount Meru, right in the middle of the Milk Sea.

In order to regain immortality, the asuras (race) and Deva (race) temporarily compromised and stirred the sea of milk together in order to obtain nectar.

Nectar can restore immortality to the gods, but the amount is limited, and normal is not enough. So, from the beginning, it was a mutual calculation, and all kinds of ugly tricks were born, and it was God Himself who made the world unbearable in the first place.

This sea of milk gradually summed up all kinds of God's unbearable, just like Japan's discharge of nuclear wastewater, how can it not mutate.

Nuclear wastewater cannot completely pollute all the oceans, and God's unbearable will not pollute the entire milk sea, which has been re-governed by God, and the surface has been regained full of vitality, representing all kinds of beauty and positive energy. However, there is still ugliness in the depths that cannot be removed.

This ugliness is the seed of disharmony, and if God is greedy and crazy, how can he double standard mortals?

Since this mountain is watered by the sea of milk, there is naturally a way to crack it.

"I, Zhen Yan, owe Mr. a favor, and I will definitely repay it." Zhen Yan spoke very sincerely.

Zhen Yan could feel that although Mr. "Q" represented Heavenly Court, he actually had a personal calculation and impure motives.

"The treasure trove of the Wheel of Death still contains thousands of corpses of the gods who died in the first war. You know, as long as God's body is not destroyed, it will be fresh no matter how long it takes. …… Draw out their blood, and use the blood of the gods as a medium, and you can pollute the living mountain. ......"Mr. Q twitched his nose triumphantly.

Zhen Yan's heart moved, returning to the treasure house, it seems, it seems that there is an acquaintance there, right?

Who is here?

It seems to be familiar, but it gets stuck and can't remember.

Mr. "Q" saw Zhen Yan's thoughts, and reminded him: "It's Zhong Kui's brother-in-law, he is the second-level director of the Huilun Treasure House, and the deputy department level." Good reputation. ”

Zhen Yan suddenly realized that it was Du Ping, Zhong Kui's brother-in-law.

Originally, he was a fourth-level inspector of the fifth hall of the underworld, and to be honest, his ability was like that, and he had been at the deputy department level for a long time.

Still Zhong Kui couldn't look past it, so he walked the way and asked his brother-in-law to go to the sixth hall to communicate, hang up a position, and call back when it was almost over, and be promoted to the main hall level.

These are all some small favors, Zhen Yan is a deputy national level, Zhong Kui is a ministerial, and her good sister Zhong Meier rubs mahjong at home every day, not also a deputy chief clerk, and the treatment of the department level is basically a model of not wanting to make progress.

Everyone is so familiar, Du Ping is also half of his own person.

Hehe, it's also very interesting to say, Du Ping should have exchanged back, but the two of them had a conflict, it was nothing more than an itch, looking at each other like wood, a little trouble...... But when it reaches Zhong Kui's ears, then you have to stand up for your sister, beat your brother-in-law to obey, do a good job of helping outsiders, and don't get carried away by "independence".

So, hang it for a few more years. Even Zhong Kui forgot. My sister is also playing wild, and she doesn't care too much about her husband. At this time, Du Ping was embarrassed.

Unexpectedly, this Du Ping really has a day when it works, which makes people not as good as the sky.

Mr. "Q" proposed: "If the young couple have an overnight feud, they should also meet, and there is anything that cannot be discussed in person."

Zhen Yan smiled, "Speaking of which, Sister Mei'er hasn't seen her for a long time, and last time she said that there was a newly opened dessert shop to visit."

(I'm going to have surgery tomorrow afternoon.) There is still a little nervousness in my heart. Will all go well. ）