People die like lights out, like soup pouring snow, and the soul returns to the underworld, liquidating the sins of the world!

Black and white impermanence is the yin and the gods, the mercy of the heavenly court, with the incense and the power of the desire to cultivate the "incarnation outside the body", when the yang life is about to end, the soul will be detained into the underworld.

According to the good and evil committed in the yang world, those who have committed great sins will be sent to the eighteenth layer of hell and will not be reborn forever, and ordinary people will be reincarnated after atonement......

The West Lake is very quiet, only the beautiful sound of the song and swallow dance of the warbler seems to be nothing, in the cold wind outside the painting boat, the black and white impermanence is to stop in the void, waiting for the dying Yang people, Shouyuan is exhausted......

"Seventh brother, what is that, why am I so frightened and uneasy?"

The face of the black impermanence Fan Wufu was as solemn as black charcoal, and the tone was erratic and insignificant, and the endless weirdness and horror resounded outside the painting boat.

"I've never seen ......"

Bai Wuchang Xie Bi'an's face was like white paper, and he was smiling, his long scarlet tongue hung down and his chest was bewitching and smart, and he also said with fear: "This thing should not be owned by the world, but I don't know where it came from......"

"Then wait for him to run out of oil, and then start to detain his soul." ”

The Yin God of the underworld, how can he have a vegetarian meal in the corpse, the black impermanence Fan Wu Wu said with his head, and he did not stop in the void in a hurry, and said: "Seventh brother, the Ten Palaces Yan Jun has gone to the Yao Pond of the Heavenly Court to have a banquet again, and I don't know if I can invite the Jade Emperor to make the King of the Earth Treasure Bodhisattva go elsewhere to chant the scriptures......"

Bai Wuchang Xie Bi'an turned a deaf ear, still staring at the black and restrained copper ring with interest, and said casually: "You and I are humble and light-hearted, don't worry about this matter, it is right to accumulate merit and practice in a good life!"

Since the incarnation of the six reincarnations of the Hou Tu Niang, this Yin Cao Difu has been sealed with the Heavenly Court, and there have been ten halls of Yama to perform their duties, Cui sentenced the palm of the merit to the treasure "Book of Life and Death" Ming canonical punishment, the bull head and horse face and the eighteen layers of hell execution, and the black and white impermanence is responsible for detaining the soul, all of which are in an orderly manner......

"Hell is not empty, and you will not become a Buddha"!

After the war of self-proclaimed gods, the king of the West Heavenly Spirit Mountain made a grand wish, came to the underworld to preach the scriptures, said that it was to purify all sentient beings, but it was quite contrary to the Ming canon punishment in the underworld, and it was several times to eliminate the anger of evil ghosts with boundless Buddhism, and was not affected by the suffering of the eighteen layers of hell, and was sent to the six realms of reincarnation in reincarnation.

Buddhism in the Yang world, the temple is all over the mortal dust, believers abound, and this reincarnated person was awakened by the Dharma, thinking of the strict law of the underworld and the great compassion of the King of the Earth, driven by the heart of luck, there are more and more people who worship the Buddha......

Among the underworld, the ten halls of Yama perform their own duties, and there is no distinction between priority and subordination, and the Zhongtian Arctic Crape Myrtle Emperor, who dominates the Yin Cao Underworld, has been empty for a long time, so that today's Yin Cao Underworld, if it were not for the ten halls of Yama to share the same enemy, I am afraid that this Yin Cao Underworld would have already been the place of "Pudu sentient beings" in the West Heavenly Spirit Mountain.

"Eighth brother, although this person is dying, his life is not over, it must not be tonight!"

Bai Wuchang stared at the "copper circle" with black light and introverted and engraved with mysterious runes, and the covetous color in those eyes was even more fleeting, and under the movement of his heart, he pretended to be indifferent and said: "It's not too early, let's go to the City God Temple first to detain the soul, and then return to the underworld, right?"

If this treasure becomes an "ownerless thing", instead of being dusty in this yang world, it is better to shine in your own hands, after all, the treasure between heaven and earth is the residence of the virtuous!

"It's never too late to come back tomorrow, whoever teaches us brothers is doing this errand......"

Hei Wuchang Fan Wusu laughed at himself, and he didn't suspect him, so he replied: "The ghost sent a report that there is a female ghost who can sing songs in the city, why don't you go and have a good time?"

"Let's go together, just talk about it for fun....."

Bai Wuchang Xie Bi'an echoed casually, unwilling to stay here, lest the treasure also attract the coveted heart of Hei Impermanence, and there was a gap between the brothers, so he turned around and took the first step, shaking the magic weapon "Crying Funeral Stick" in his hand, and then he carried Black Impermanence Fan Wusu away with the wind......

This erratic and faint sound spread out from the cold wind above the West Lake, but it was ignored in the painting boat that was close at hand, and there was still the sound of the warbler and the dance of the swallow and the sound of the wandering wreckage, only the young man sitting on the ground in the cabin took this scene into his eyes.

The paleness of the face was even more pale, and the sharp pain was like a stormy wave, invading the immovable mind, although he saw this black and white impermanence drifting away with the wind, Bao Wenzheng's heart did not dare to slack off a little, and the "King Kong Zhuo" in his hand from the old king of the Doushi Palace was still quietly placed in his palm......

The dim candlelight shines through the window lattice, and the cold glow of the bright moon, sprinkled on the sparkling lake, the cold wind howls by, and also shakes the lanterns hanging on the painting boat, and the night flutters, the canopy boat dragged behind the painting boat, with the boatman's support and oars, towards the Qiantang County.

The morning light in winter is always a little late, the sky is still just bright, ordinary people have not yet gotten up, the wooden door of the Xu family in Qiantang County was knocked, the rooster crowing just fell, and the sound of the neighbor's dog barking became noisy again.

"Who, so early in the morning!"

Li Gongfu was originally the head catcher of the Qiantang County Ya, and he had always worked hard, so it was also normal to practice Sanjiu in winter, and he just pushed open the door, and was so frozen by the cold wind that the wind blew that he rubbed his hands, yawned, and heard the knock on the door, and shouted in some astonishment.

"But Qingyutang Xu Xian, Xu Guan's house?"

The little guy on the painting boat braved the cold to come, and he was already frozen to the point of snot, and he kept stomping his feet in the ice and snow, and hurriedly shouted through the crack in the door.

Li Gongfu has always been frank and straightforward, and when he saw that the person who came was looking for his wife and brother Hanwen, he knew whose family was sick, and he couldn't delay, so he strode forward, took off the latch on the wooden door, and said: "Why don't you go to Qingyutang for diagnosis and treatment, so early to disturb people's dreams?"

Although the little guy knew that if it was said that Xu Xian's "overnight stay" painting boat, there would inevitably be a quarrel in the house, but at this moment he was also shivering from the cold, so he couldn't care about it a lot, so he opened his mouth and said: "Xu Xian fell into the water and was rescued by Zhang Yutang's son on Zhang Yuanwai's house in the south of Lin'an City. ”

"Full of nonsense!"

Li Gongfu was a little stunned by this anxious and fast words, but then remembered that these days, Hanwen has been recuperating in the room with a poor body, and has never been out of the house at all.

After that, Li Gongfu "clanged" and closed the door of the house again......

"But Qingyutang Xu Xian, Xu Guanren Mansion?"

The small house and the painting boat ushered in a few years, and it was self-evident that he was afraid of finding the wrong house, and the reward in his hand was handed over to others, and he asked again eagerly.

Li Gongfu couldn't help but be suspicious when he heard this, there is no second Xu Xian in this Qiantang County registered in the register, this little guy mentions Xu Xian in Qingyutang, could it be that the one who fell into the water is really Chinese?

"You wait, I'll ask!"

Li Gongfu is the head catcher of the Qiantang County Ya, and he will not put the little guy on the painting boat in his eyes, and after shouting impatiently, he walked towards the wing of the house.

"Brother and sister, brother and sister......"

"Someone outside the door reported that Hanwen had fallen into the water?"

Li Gongfu was inconvenient to knock on the door because of his identity, so he shouted softly outside the wing room and asked, "Is Hanwen at home?"

The room was as elegant as before, the broken candle had long been extinguished, and the beautiful woman with bright eyes and good eyes was curled up on the chair and pretended to sleep, and when she heard the shouts of her brother-in-law Li Gongfu outside the outhouse, she opened her bright starlight eyes......

Lang Jun, a young man on the bed, turned over and sat up, with a faint blue light lingering around his body, and the delicate and pretty woman had already appeared, and he was also stunned, looking at his sister Bai Suzhen......

"Official...... , Official!"

The plain white skirt, the beautiful woman, the figure shook and pushed open the door, with the cold wind howling, the plain white skirt and the ink-like hair fluttered, like a fairy in the dust, the woman who set the beauty and elegance and nobility of the world, like a snow lotus on the glacier, can only be seen from a distance and can not be blasphemed, but at this moment it is a sudden joy in the gloom, and asked urgently: "Brother-in-law, what do you say is wrong with the official?"