The smoke lingered in the Medicine King Palace, and there was a "knock" sound.

Yang Zongheng originally wanted to go in, but when he heard the sound, he immediately withdrew his feet and leaned on the window instead, wanting to see what was going on inside.

I saw that the statue of the medicine king in the center of the room had indeed disappeared, and only one monk was holding a medicine pestle and a medicine mortar pounding the medicine vigorously, and wiping sweat from time to time.

Yang Zongheng's brow twisted into a pimple.

I don't know what this monk's temper is? What if he is the same as those evil spirits?

Yang Zongheng was considering whether to go in.

A dark shadow suddenly burst into the house, picked up the mortar, and ran out.

The monk was startled and hurriedly shouted to get up to catch up, probably because of his bad legs and feet, and fell to the ground all of a sudden.

Yang Zongheng felt pity and hurriedly rushed to the door, just in time to bump into the black shadow.

I saw the black shadow sitting on the ground all of a sudden, and at this time Yang Zongheng saw the face of the black shadow, the whole body was pitch black, his eyes were red, a flame came out of his mouth, and his neck was as thin as a finger, and that appearance made Yang Zongheng take a step back.

The little ghost glared at Yang Zongheng fiercely, and was about to slip away when he got up, Yang Zongheng glanced at He Weiyi, who was lying on the ground, gritted his teeth and threw a punch at the little ghost.

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However, there was no movement.

Then, the hidden shadow, the phoenix feather, and the turtle and snake seal used all the artifacts, but those artifacts all wanted to fall asleep, and they couldn't come out at all.

The little ghost chuckled twice and swaggered to leave.

Yang Zongheng was also anxious at this time, and pounced on the little ghost.

The little ghost didn't seem to expect Yang Zongheng to pounce on him, and he was suppressed by Yang Zongheng when he was unstable, but the little ghost was not easy to mess with, so he opened his big mouth and took a bite to put Yang Zongheng on his shoulder.

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A heart-piercing pain made Yang Zongheng can't help but roar.

If he just bit like this, Yang Zongheng might be able to hold on, but the little ghost's neck suddenly stretched a few feet and tore it to the side, and a large piece of meat on Yang Zongheng's shoulder was torn off.

Yang Zongheng couldn't hold on any longer and let go of the little ghost.

The little ghost got up from the ground, looked at Yang Zongheng, who was covered in blood, put the medicine mortar aside, and began to roll up his sleeves.

"What are you going to do?" Yang Zongheng couldn't help but feel a little flustered, turned his head to look at the old monk, and saw the old monk hiding in the corner of the wall looking at the little ghost with a frightened expression.

The little ghost stepped forward and grabbed Yang Zongheng's arm, kicked Yang Zongheng's body, and pulled hard.

With Yang Zongheng's wail, his arm was torn off for a while.

Then the imp hugged his arm, picked up the medicine mortar and ran outside.

Yang Zongheng endured the severe pain and was just about to get up, when four or five imps suddenly ran in, and Yang Zongheng looked at the four or five imps with a shocked face.

Several imps glanced at each other, and then rushed up, and with Yang Zongheng's wail, Yang Zongheng was divided by several imps, and finally only one head was left.

Strangely, despite only one head left, Yang Zongheng was still conscious.

At this time, the monk slowly walked up to Yang Zongheng's head, stretched out his hands to pick him up, and said, "It seems that your head is useless." ”

"It's like this to help you, and you're still talking about cool things?"

The monk smiled and said, "I didn't ask you for help, aren't you meddling." ”

Yang Zongheng was a little speechless, it was really hard to be a good person.

I saw the old monk holding Yang Zongheng's head and walking towards the Dizang Temple.

As soon as he walked in, Yang Zongheng saw a burst of fire burning in the hall, a demon was crying in the fire, as long as he moved, the demon king next to him nailed the spear in his hand to the wall.

A ghost is afraid of the knife mountain under the persecution of the demon king, and after a little hesitation, he was picked up by the demon king and thrown it up, and the whole person was cut into several sections by the sword, the horror is that the body is still squirming, afraid of the mountain, but every time he climbs, the body is cut off, the ghost is wailing, but the demon king is laughing on the side.

The hell scenes that Yang Zongheng saw before were all alive at this time, with swords, oil pots, mud plows, etc., all having ghosts suffering.

Jizo Bodhisattva sat on a lotus flower, chanting scriptures in his mouth, and suddenly a burst of light spilled from the top of the main hall.

The flames, shackles, and oil pots on the suffering ghosts suddenly disappeared, and the ghosts broke free from their shackles and ran towards Jizo Bodhisattva.

But before they could reach it, the punishment appeared again, and the demon kings threw the chains in their hands at the ghosts, and detained them again.

Then there was another cry in the hall.

Jizo Bodhisattva couldn't help but shake his head.

The Medicine King carried Yang Zongheng's head through the hell and walked in front of Jizo.

"What is the reason why the Medicine King is here? Jizo Kaidu asked.

"I borrowed the ground to hide the body. ”

Jizo glanced at the head in the medicine king's arms, and said with a slight smile: "Since I borrowed my body, where should I put my head?" ”

After saying that, Jizo closed his eyes again and read the scriptures, only to see a burst of golden light from his neck, and his head flew towards the Medicine King.

Then the Medicine King waved his sleeve and tucked Jizo's body into his sleeve.

A bottle suddenly appeared in the air, and when the bottle tilted, it began to drizzle in the hall.

Some of the tortures of Hell disappeared at once.

"The earth has a great compassion that surpasses you, and you sincerely repent of your sins, and the door of reincarnation opens by itself, and those who do not perish evil will fall into hell, even if they are eons of eons. ”

Those ghosts gradually became ordinary people, and they knelt down to thank them.

Only those demon kings stood behind them, sneering and not caring at all, and a few of them were even bored, each of them divided a cigarette and smoked.

Back to the Medicine King Palace, as soon as the Medicine King stretched out his hand, a medicine mortar flew into the air, and a little ghost holding an arm behind him was chasing, but when he saw the medicine mortar flying back to the Medicine King Palace, he ran back.

The medicine king held up Jizo's head and recited the Buddha's name, and Jizo's head gradually shrank and fell into the medicine mortar.

Then the medicine king took the medicine pestle and pounded it.

Since Yang Zongheng knew that this old monk was the King of Medicine, he was much more honest, and he didn't dare to say or ask, but just quietly watched the King of Medicine pound Jizo's head into powder.

After that, Yao Wang took out a razor and began to shave Yang Zongheng's hair, and after a while, Yang Zongheng's entire head was shiny.

The Medicine King took out another brush, dipped it in the medicine mortar, and began to brush it on Yang Zongheng's body.

Yang Zongheng couldn't hold back any longer: "Great god, what are you doing here?"

The Medicine King smiled and said, "If you don't brush it down, how are you doing the right thing as a mortal?"

In the end, the medicine king took a look at it and seemed to be very satisfied, and then picked up Yang Zongheng's head again and placed it on Jizang's body.

"Alright. ”

Yang Zongheng turned his head left and right, feeling that there was nothing abnormal, and then slowly stood up, only feeling that his body was as light as smoke, as if there was something wrong.

He hurriedly lifted his leg and took two steps, controlling it as if the body was his.

The Medicine King nodded and said, "Go get down to business and come back early." ”

What's the business?

Yang Zongheng was a little puzzled, he still didn't know why the Medicine King wanted to change his body.

Suddenly, his light flashed, and by the way, he went to find those little ghosts to get his body back.

Just as he was about to turn around, the Medicine King grabbed him, led him to the door, pointed to the sky and said, "You have more important things, your stinky skin bag has me, don't worry." ”

Yang Zongheng looked up at the sky, only to see a starry star in the sky, a star was unusually bright, it was a magic star that had disappeared for a long time.

At this time, it dawned on him that the Medicine King wanted him to use Jizo's body to find his soul.

Yang Zongheng was just about to bow and thank him, but the medicine king hurriedly stopped him and said: "You are using the Buddha body of Jizo now, no one needs to worship, you can take it if you can, and you can grab it if you can't." ”

Yang Zongheng frowned and said, "Are you Shi family so casual?"

The medicine king said: "In extraordinary times, how to save time and how to come." ”

Yang Zongheng nodded, looked at the magic star in the sky, and as soon as he raised his foot, his whole person was already in mid-air, he had never flown so high in the magic wheel before, and even the Sifang City in Dingzhou Mountain was not so high before, and this position could almost touch the moon.

As a person from two worlds, he naturally knew that there was no Guanghan Palace on the moon, let alone Wu Gang and Brother Rabbit, and there were only big pits.

It stands to reason that the magic star should be like this, and this thing is still bright, it should be a star, and I won't roast and vaporize myself all at once.

Yang Zongheng thought about the limited astronomical knowledge he mastered, and suddenly a blue wave of air flashed in the air, and he was getting closer and closer to the demon star.

The body also felt hotter and hotter, and sure enough, it was a big fireball, and he was thinking about it, his body had already flown into the firelight, and then there was a flash of light in front of him, and Yang Zongheng couldn't help but close his eyes.

Yang Zongheng felt as if he was stepping on the ground under his feet, and although it was still a little cold around, it was much better than when he was in the air.

He slowly opened his eyes.

I saw that I was standing on a black-brown earth, and the surrounding area was very bare and barren, but there seemed to be some buildings not far away.

So he walked towards the buildings.

I saw a figure running towards me, and from time to time he let out a "hehehe" smirk.

Yang Zongheng was speechless for a while, could it be his stupid soul.

Sure enough, the figure approached, and sure enough, it looked exactly like himself.

The gods and souls each held a handful of flowers and plants with unknown names in their hands, and they were still shining with stars.

There was a person behind him, it turned out to be the Great Yan Heavenly Demon, and the Great Yan Heavenly Demon couldn't even catch up with the divine soul, which made Yang Zongheng can't help but sigh, it's really a hero, and Lian is quite old.

It doesn't seem right to say that, whatever, that's what it means.

"Hmm, who are you, how did you get here?"

Yang Zongheng originally thought that the Great Yan Heavenly Demon would be able to recognize him, but when he asked this, Yang Zongheng reacted, he was now using someone else's body, and his entire head was shaved and stained with gold dust, and the Great Yan Heavenly Demon definitely didn't recognize him.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly cleared his throat and recited "Amitabha": "This seat travels around the world, and when I am a little tired, I come here to rest." ”

Dayan Heavenly Demon said: "Then you can rest by yourself, I won't entertain you." ”

After saying that, he chased after the spirit.

Yang Zongheng continued to walk forward until he came to a flower garden, only to see that the flower garden was planted with pieces of chrysanthemum-like plants, and those plants were full of light, which was very spectacular at a glance.

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A familiar sound of hooves came to his ears, and as soon as the donkey saw Yang Zongheng, he suddenly turned his head and ran, Yang Zongheng hurriedly turned around, only to see that the Great Yan Heavenly Demon and the Divine Soul were running towards him desperately, and behind them was black smoke and dust, as if a hurricane was coming.