After Fan Wu entered the scenic spot, he flew around along the mountain road, and did not find any place where there was yin qi at all, let alone the ghost gate that led directly to the yin and the underworld.

It is said that if the ghost gate is closed in Dingshan, even if it has been closed, it is impossible that there is no residual yin qi at all, is there a mistake in judgment, not here?

Fan Wu, who just wanted to turn back, suddenly thought that his thoughts had entered a misunderstanding.

Many habits are caused by the cognition before death, just now like an ordinary tourist along the artificially built mountain road circle, Dingshan is more than this range.

Dingshan Scenic Area is composed of two parts: the tourist area and the protected area, and the protected area is the real main body of Dingshan.

Usually tourists can only play in the artificially built tourist area, if you want to go to the reserve, you must have the approval issued by the relevant departments to enter, and even at night there will be a forest guard on duty, so the Dingshan primeval forest can be preserved to the greatest extent.

Fan Wu always wanted to go in and walk around before his death, but he couldn't realize it until he died.

I must go in tonight to have a look, and even if I still can't find the ghost gate in the end, I just want to fulfill a wish before I was born.

The entrance to the reserve was on the other side of the mountain, and Fan Wu certainly wouldn't be so stupid as an ordinary tourist anymore, he flew over the forest on the mountainside, and soon entered the protected area.

As soon as he entered the scope of the reserve, he immediately felt a faint trace of yin qi, and Fan Wu immediately came to his senses.

It's just that after landing on the ground, it seems to be gone again? Floating up to the top of the tree again, that trace of yin qi appeared again, as if it came from the top of the mountain?

Anyway, he had already come here, and Fan Wu was not in a hurry, and walked along the mountain road without many artificial traces to the top of the mountain.

Along the way, you can see a lot of rare flowers and trees growing thick and thick, and if it is not too quiet tonight, it is a scene of vigorous prosperity.

Fan Wu couldn't help but sigh at the beauty of nature and be ashamed of the destruction of natural ecology by human beings, about this it seems that ghosts do better than humans, whether it is in the underworld or in the world, it seems that he has never heard of any ghost will take the initiative to destroy the environment.

Thinking about it, it seems that it would be quite good if the master of the world changed ghosts.

What's wrong with me?

Fan Wu couldn't help but be taken aback by his thoughts, could it be that he started to be anti-human when he just became a ghost, hehe, but it's normal, because he is a ghost.

While thinking about strange things, Fan Wu, who was going up the mountain, didn't take long to approach the top of the mountain.

When I was about to reach the top, I actually found a small temple on the side of the road, the temple is not big and you can see it at a glance, there are only two entrances, one enters the courtyard, one enters the Buddha hall, only one Buddha statue is enshrined, the king of Jizo Bodhisattva.

There was an old monk in the courtyard, looking at Fan Wu approaching with a smile on his face, without a trace of surprise, as if he didn't sleep in the middle of the night just to wait for him.

"Dare to ask the benefactor, are you looking for something?" asked the kind-eyed monk Heshi.

"Master, can you see me?"

Fan Wu wanted to pass by directly and continue walking towards the top of the mountain, but when he heard the old monk take the initiative to talk to him, he stopped at the door.

"Yes, the poor monk can see it, please come in and have a gathering. The monk replied.

"I'm a ghost, aren't you afraid?" Fan Wu was curious about the old monk's calmness.

"Does the donor think he is terrible? will you harm me?" Hearing that Fan Wu thought he was a ghost, the old monk was still as calm as ever.

"Hehe, how dare I harm you, and I haven't thought about harming people, speaking of which, the master is a Buddhist monk, I should be afraid of you. ”

In the middle of the night, he met a polite old monk, Fan Wu said that he was not worried about ghosts, so he did not accept the invitation of the old monk to enter the temple at the first time.

"Don't be afraid, the poor monk has no malice, but he is entrusted by someone to wait for the donor here, and ask the donor to enter the temple to worship the Bodhisattva of Jizo. ”

The old monk showed a relieved expression when he saw Fan Wu's reaction, and immediately expressed his attitude first.

"Worship Jizo Bodhisattva, master, are you joking?" said Fan Wu with a look of disbelief.

"Hehe, the monks don't speak, and it's up to you to decide whether you want to enter or not. ”

Looking at the monk's appearance, he doesn't look like a liar, although the content of his speech is a bit fantastical, but think about the people and things he has encountered in the past two days that are not beyond Fan Wu's cognition?

At least there is a real statue of Jizo Bodhisattva Buddha here, it is said that he is the supreme of hell, and he should not embarrass himself as a little ghost, in case what the old monk said is true, wouldn't he offend this big Buddha if he doesn't go in? Although it is estimated that Jizo Bodhisattva will not be so stingy.

"Of course I believe that the master doesn't lie, okay then. After weighing it again and again, Fan Wu finally decided to go in and have a look.

The old monk clasped his hands together and let his body invite Fan Wu into the temple.

"Please go in by yourself, the poor monk is waiting here. ”

Since it was decided, Fan Wu didn't talk nonsense, raised his feet and walked directly into the Buddhist hall.

Standing in front of the Jizo Bodhisattva Buddha statue and bowing, Fan Wuyi looked up and found that the surrounding scene had changed.

The Buddhist hall has actually become a thatched hut, the thatched hut is not big, only one bedroom and one hall, and now he is standing in the hall, and there is a handsome young monk sitting opposite.

"Master Fan Shi, are you here?" the young monk asked with a smile after waiting for Fan Wu to come back to his senses.

"Yes, master, just now the master said that I want to go to the temple to worship Jizo Bodhisattva, I don't know why I suddenly came here, may I ask what kind of place is this?"

Fan Wu, who had many adventures, didn't bother to ask the other party how he knew his surname Fan.

"This is where Jizo stays, and Lord Fan has come to the right place. The monk replied.

"Jizo Bodhisattva lives in this place?"

Fan Wu felt a little unbelievable, the Hell Supreme should at least live in a palace or the Big Buddha Temple, why only live in a thatched hut.

But since Fan Wu is here, he doesn't think much about it, believe it.

"Then where is the master Jizo Bodhisattva? If you are here, please help me pass it on, and say that the boy Fan Wu is here to pay a visit. ”

"The poor monk's Dharma name Dizang should be the person Fan Shi said, but I have not yet attained the Bodhisattva status, you can call me Dizang or call the monk directly. ”

The young monk who claimed to be Jizo replied.

"Wait, wait, let me calm down first!"

Several consecutive surprises and unexpected situations have almost confused Fan Wu, and he subconsciously wanted to pinch his cheeks to see if he was dreaming, only to find that he was no longer a human body, and he didn't even need to sleep, where was there a dream to do.

When Fan Wu was sorting out his thoughts, the Jizo monk didn't have any impatience and waited for him with a smile on his face.

Finally, Fan Wu's numb and strong psychology overcame the question marks in his head, and his emotions recovered.

He put his hands together and said to the Dizang monk: "Fan Wu visited the Dizang Bodhisattva, the kid made a joke, please forgive the Bodhisattva, I don't know what the Bodhisattva is looking for me?"

"It's okay if Master Fan is fine, the poor monk is looking for you and asked a friend to return this thing to you. ”

After speaking, the Jizo monk handed Fan Wu a jade token.

Fan Wu took the jade token and took a general look, although it was one size smaller, but the appearance was exactly the same as the token used by the ancient yamen.

For some reason, there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity when he got his hands on it, but Fan Wu was sure that he had never seen or used this jade token in his life.

Is it something from the previous life? That's why Jizo Bodhisattva said it was given back to me?

He is entrusted by others, Zhong Kui is also entrusted by others, who cares so much about himself? What is his identity in his previous life, why do so many great gods know him?

A series of questions popped out of his mind almost at the same time, and Fan Wu, who was once again in his thoughts, didn't realize that the continuous magical encounters in the past two days had unconsciously caused him to quickly enter and accept the identity of the current ghost.

Now that he is thinking about the problem, he has begun to go in the direction of the previous life and this life, and it is estimated that it will not be long before even the appearance of the gods and Buddhas at the same time will not surprise him too much.

After Jizo waited for Fan Wu's thoughts to calm down, he took out an item again and handed it to him.

"This is a bracelet used by poor monks every day, and today I will give it to Fan Shizhu to form a good fate, hoping that the donor will not kill too much in the future. ”

Fan Wu, who took the bracelet in his hand, suddenly reacted, this is the personal thing of the Jizo Bodhisattva.

"Bodhisattva, this is too precious......"

In the middle of his words, he found himself back in the temple, and there was only a statue of the Bodhisattva in front of him, where was there still a thatched hut and a living monk? If it weren't for the two items in his hands, I really suspected that ghosts would have dreams.

After putting away the jade token and wearing the sandalwood bracelet on his left wrist, Fan Wu bowed to the Jizo Bodhisattva Buddha statue and walked out of the Buddha hall.

When he came to the courtyard, the old monk was still smiling and standing at the door, as if waiting to see Fan Wu off.

Fan Wu walked out of the temple gate and turned around and said, "Thank you for the master's guidance, boy Fan Wu is grateful, I don't know the master's name?"

"Fan Shizhu doesn't need to be polite, the poor monk Sanzang is just a gatekeeper and sweeper, he doesn't dare to be a master, he will not be sent far, and the donor will go slowly. ”

After the old monk finished speaking, he slowly closed the temple door.

Fan Wu walked a few steps and suddenly woke up, Sanzang, is it that Sanzang?

Looking back, where were the temples and monks, seeing that there was only a tree standing on the side of the road in the night, he had no choice but to shake his head helplessly and turn around and continue to march towards the top of the mountain.

There were no more strange things along the way, and Fan Wu took out the two things he had just obtained to study as he walked.

The bracelet of the Jizo monk looks like just ordinary sandalwood beads, unpretentious, without Buddha light, no xiaqi, and it is impossible to have yin or ghost energy, but it may be played with often, and the surface is round and smooth.

But Fan Wu knew that the things used by the Bodhisattva would definitely not be so simple, although he didn't know how to use them at all.

Buddhism is accustomed to talking about all fate, and it is estimated that it will be known on the day it is needed.

Putting the bracelet on his left wrist and then taking out the jade token, according to what the Jizo monk said, he guessed that this might have been his own originally, and it could only be his previous life.

So what is its role and value? Is it worth asking Jizo Bodhisattva to send it to his own hands after reincarnation and then death? What kind of person was he in his previous life, according to the information of the past two days, he should not be an ordinary character.

The problem now is that even if you send the jade token to yourself through Jizo, you won't be able to use it.

Playing with the jade token in his hand, Fan Wu is hooded for a while and his head is big, and he gets two treasures that look like amazing things, but none of them will be used now, so it means that there is none.

Alas, Fan Wu, who sighed helplessly, tossed the jade token up lightly, just wanting to catch it and throw it again.

Who knew that when the token fell, the tip touched the wrist, and the whole token instantly integrated into the forearm of the right hand, and finally formed a tattoo-like pattern on the inside of the arm of Fan Wu's soul body, the texture is the shape of the token, and the tip of the card is close to the wrist in front, and the token that is obviously jade actually formed a tattoo with red edges and black background.

After the tattoo was formed, it seemed that the mutation was not over, Fan Wu felt that the position of the center of his eyebrows began to heat up, and the word "you" given by Zhong Kui began to emit a silvery-white light, and it seemed that the current Fan Wu was like Erlang God opening his eyes.

The center of the eyebrows became hotter and hotter, so hot that Fan Wu was about to faint before he began to slowly cool down, and at the same time, the word "you" moved down from the center of the eyebrows.

When the temperature returns to normal, just move to the tattoo, and finally form a "you" pattern on the lower half of the token, the whole character is dark red, and only the glimpse next to the single person is white.

The consumption of soul power in the whole process is unusually large, and the soul power obtained by sucking up the old ghost last time is basically almost consumed.

Fan Wu, who had rested for a long time and recovered slightly, looked at the token tattoo that had fallen silent and did not react at all, and was so helpless that he didn't bother to sigh and react.

In this way, wearing a bracelet on his left hand and a token tattooed on his right hand, Fan Wu continued his journey.

Following the yin qi that appeared again and appeared for half an hour, I came to the edge of a waterhole, and saw the word "Longtan" written on a mountain stone by the pool.