Chapter Seventy-Seven: A Past Life

"Have made a pact with the Buddha of Bliss?" "Silly girl, what kind of pact are you making with the Buddha, you have sold yourself to the evil spirits."

"Hmm......" Cui'er looked out the door, looking down and wondering whether to say it or not.

"Cui'er, just say it if you want to, I won't force you, and I won't tell others. After a little encouragement to Cui'er, she made up her mind.

"Actually, when I came to Paradise Place, I didn't sign a deed of sale, I was just a little maid who did chores, and it was my mother who thought I was doing something that took me to her. ”

"I've been doing my best in the past few years, but my mother wants me to pick up customers because of my good looks!" Cui'er trembled, "I am a woman from a good family, although I make a living in Lefang, I am also innocent, how can I be insulted like this." ”

"I was already going to leave Le Fang and go back to my hometown, but my mother tricked me into signing a deed of sale, saying that she would stay with me for a few more months and then go to pick up customers. Speaking of this, Cui'er burst into tears.

"Those guests were jackals, tigers and leopards, and I was not surprised that I was eaten alive, so I prayed to the Buddha every day in the house to help me escape from this place. ”

"Maybe it's a dream, one day, I really heard the voice of the Buddha, and I broke a pendant, and later, later, ......"

"What happened next?" asked Lu Bing.

"He asked me if I wanted to leave here, as long as I did him a favor, I could use my supernatural powers to help me leave. ”

"I was so helpless at the time, I was so confused that I answered, and then I don't know what happened after that. ”

It seems that this is the demon's means to confuse Cui'er, Cui'er is innocent, a bit like Jin back then, pitiful, why don't you help her?

"You can rest for a while, don't worry, I won't say a word. Bing took care of Cui'er and fell asleep again, summoning a few people out.

"Since you have caught the evil spirit, don't stay for a long time, help Tan Xuan fight the body, and leave tonight. ”

Qi Bing put the two pendants together against the cracks, and there was a slight spiritual power induction bonding, self-restoration, although the speed is relatively slow, but it should be repaired in another hundred years, which is nothing to the machine spirit.

The petals of the mandala coincided together, and the mantra behind the pendant finally turned back into a complete sentence.

Maybe it was because he felt that his strength was slowly increasing, his voice was not so weak, and the pendant also showed the Yuan Shen of the Instrument Spirit, an ancient old man wearing a robe, a haggard but kind face, only the size of a fist.

The long beard of the probe trembled, and the eyes and eyebrows almost fit together, and it took a long time for Qi Bing to see a small slit in the middle.

"The poor monk thanks you for your help, if it can come in handy in the future, the poor monk will come to help. ”

Qi Bing carefully held the pendant in the palm of his hand: "Then where are you going to put it?"

"If it can be placed in the temple blessed by the true Buddha, the poor monk's path can be restored faster. ”

"There is a Bauhinia Temple near Penglai, and my master knows the host there, so he should be able to leave his predecessors there. Jiang Muling said a word, and everyone's final problem was solved.

Tanxu raised an eyebrow, tried to open his eyes, looked at Qi Bing, and then looked at Jiang Muling.

"The feeling that the two donors gave to the poor monk is a bit familiar. ”

"Huh?" Qi Bing pointed at himself and Jiang Muling suspiciously, "Is it the two of us?"

"Yes, the poor monk could only feel the spiritual power before, and now he has only seen the appearance of the benefactors, and the poor monk dares to say, we must have seen it. ”

Qi Bing was completely impressed, "Did you confuse us with others?"

"Hey, the poor monk looks old, his memory is not bad, the poor monk said that he has seen it, maybe it is the previous life," Tanxu bowed to Amitabha Buddha, and felt a little ashamed, "The poor monk who has seen it must be able to recognize it, the appearance of the two donors is familiar, but I can't remember who it is, it seems that I have really stayed in this place for too long." ”

Although she disguised herself as a man because of the fortune teller's words, she actually didn't believe in any past and present lives, and she was a little confused when she heard these words.

Could it be that he and Jiang Muling also knew each other in their previous lives?

......

The group sent the demon and the book to the Xianmeng Station, and after receiving the points, they prepared to go to Penglai to participate in the Hundred Doors Conference.

Qi Bing and Jin can naturally go straight away, but Cui'er and Jin were different in love back then, they have parents and brothers in their hometown, and if they run away, they will beg for people in Jile Fang, so they let Xia Zhiqiu help others redeem them first.

The girls in the music room are envious that Cui'er has found a handsome son to rely on, although she has a bad temper, but she can be rich!

Cui'er had never seen this son who came to redeem her at all, but the voice was a little familiar.

Originally, she was still afraid of being ransomed, but after the son took her out, he tore up the deed of sale, and told her to go wherever she likes, don't follow him.

Cui'er's wish for freedom has come true, but she still feels strange, how can everything go well after telling the troubles to the durian?

It seems that the pomegranate is her transfer Buddha, and she must go back to Paradise to see her another day.

The next day, news came out of Tancheng that the Oiran of the Paradise Workshop and the most beautiful goddess of the piano had escaped without realizing it!

......

After sending Tanxu to the Bauhinia Temple and settling down, the four of them flew to Penglai Island.

After being a woman for more than ten days, she finally got rid of a bunch of scattered jewelry, makeup that she had to sit and put on for an hour, and a tulle that would tear apart with a force, and she couldn't feel comfortable.

It is now the first day of the first month of March, and in another month, the Hundred Doors Conference will officially begin, and all the immortal sects have rushed to Penglai, and they have met many monks with imperial weapons on the way.

"Wow, it's really lively, it's the first time I've met so many people flying in the sky, how many immortal gates are there?"

It is said that there are more than a hundred sects of the conference, because the name of the conference was handed down many years ago, and at that time, the major immortal sects had not yet derived subsidiary sects, and only those with profound roots were eligible to participate.

"Now I want to get involved in any sect, and if there are strong disciples, of course it's good, but most of them are here to join in the fun. Xia Zhiqiu didn't feel it, he was a little hungry and wanted to arrive quickly to have dinner.

Before entering Kunlun, you will pass through a sea of clouds and ascend to the sky in one step.

And what connects Penglai and the world is an endless ocean, they step on the stairs formed by the waves, step by step on Penglai Island, as if entering a paradise.

Each contestant who enters Penglai must first register their name, verify their identity with a disciple token, and then be led into Penglai by the disciple.

There were not many people in line, so they added ice to the back and waited slowly, took out some small snacks bought on the road, and chatted while eating.

Jiang Muling is a disciple of Penglai, so naturally he doesn't need to register, but he also lined up with them, so that the patrolling disciples couldn't help but take a few more glances, wanting to see who would be walking with Senior Brother Jiang.

It was their turn to register, and the three of them took out the disciple token and showed it to the Penglai disciple.

"Kunlun Xia knows autumn. ”

"Kunlun Jin. ”

"Kunlun Bing, invited to come, please take care of me. ”