"Those aren't monsters, they're just Yaksha. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" This "monk" seems to be thinking about how to deal with "outsiders", "You don't have to be polite...... You help me, I help you, you are me, I am you. ”

It was a light statement, but it was still thunderous because it was so quiet around me.

Is ......it one of the traditional thugs of the Yakshas?

Zhizheng was not too gullible and replied, "Uh, yes." I'm for everyone!" His mouth slid and he read out the purpose of Danyuan.

"I am ...... for everyone" The young man seemed to grasp an interesting plaything, thought about it and thought, "Heaven says 'everyone is for me', only then can there be natural selection, only natural elimination, and only then can we remove the old and welcome the new." If it were 'I am for all,' how would the world move forward?"

"Not necessarily. "Don't be stupid, don't compromise easily. "Rather than live and die, it is better to live together. The world is bigger than we think, big enough to accommodate existing life. Instead of worrying about hurting each other, we should work together to create the future. ”

"What if we are all alive and can't eat?" the young man seemed to be interested, and asked Zhi Zheng with a staring gaze.

"Poor - ancient humans painted the land and lived because of the limited means of subsistence that could be obtained. Now, if this layer is evenly spread, it is completely abundant. But how many subsistence resources have the rulers of various countries invested in the illusory dividing line? If the national boundaries are abolished and there is no huge military spending, I am afraid that every refugee will have to die of eating. ”

"Oh, then, what is it that causes the Boundary Divide to be difficult to perish?"

"Greed!" Zhi Zheng had the answer very early on, "The endless desire of a few people for power is the root cause." ”

The young man was noncommittal, "Where, then, does greed come from?"

Zhi Zheng scratched his head, "Human nature is born like this...... he didn't understand it thoroughly.

The "monk friend" smiled clearly, his teeth were like jade, and his attitude was chic and amiable.

"It's almost ...... I mean, you're almost at the source. However, I want you to walk the world, not for the purpose of attaining enlightenment. Those human trivialities are the main task. Maybe I shouldn't rush you, everything just natural. But you have to hurry!"

The message is mixed, and the listener's face is full of expressions.

He wanted me to walk in the world? Zhi Zheng didn't want to get through the customs, but cleared his throat, "This monk, I don't know what to call it?"

The young man hesitated, "Poor monk Jin Qiaojue." ”

Zhi Zheng glared, "The one from the Tang Dynasty, the one from Silla, the one who opened up the Jizo Dojo in Jiuhua Mountain?"

This series of questions refers to one person.

The young man nodded, as if it weren't worth mentioning.

"Amitabha," Zhi Zheng solemnly bowed, "Okay, I believe in you." Listen to me first, and if you guess wrong, point it out immediately. ”

Master Jin Qiaojue nodded again.

"I'm guessing it's the underworld. Zhi Zheng checked the other party's face as he spoke, "I am from Jiuhua Mountain, and you are the person who received the words of the abbot of Dajue Temple." ”

The other party didn't react, just motioned for him to continue.

"Ahem, okay. I applied here on my own initiative, and I originally had one purpose, but now there are two. First of all, I want to find someone, her name is Zong Fang, and she is my friend. She was taken captive by the forces of the underworld, along with many of the world's leading scientific figures, but she was not a scientist, just an ordinary civil servant - obviously mistaken. If I can, I'd like to ask you for a favor and find a way for me to take her away......"

"Yes. Jin Qiaojue was unexpectedly crisp.

"Hey, as if you have the final say!" Zhi Zheng couldn't help but smile, "Thank you, if you can, there is also an old scholar of the Celestial Empire, Mr. Lin Eighth Brother, I also want to piggyback on ......"

"I'll have to look it up. Jin Qiaojue did not immediately agree.

"Well, and secondly, I just had a car accident in which all the passengers were dead, and only me and one child were still alive. I think there's something strange about this, and I want to ......."

"This is normal," Jin Qiaojue interrupted him, "The quota of each individual life is originally different, so most people will die separately. Sometimes, however, the underworld will also recycle souls in batches to adjust the ratio of soul materials in case production is interrupted. ”

"What production?" Zhi Zheng didn't understand.

"The underworld is different from the human world, its mission is relatively simple, more like a large state-owned enterprise. The capital is its dormitory area, the Lingpei Mansion is the factory workshop, and there are many souls on the assembly line that need to be dismantled and reused, and the Ten Halls belong to the raw material supervision department, and the Yamas are responsible for pulling out the souls that have gone astray and sending them to hell for repair. Everything else that is useful is reincarnated. ”

"Perfect?"

"Then you can ascend to immortal directly, you don't need to come down. "Kim Jojue is very patient and unreserved as if he were his friend.

"This ......," Zhizheng swallowed and foamed, "I don't think it's appropriate." ”

"What's wrong?"

"It's the so-called 'adjusting the soul material ratio', which seems rigorous, but it ignores an important fact. People have feelings, you just wave your hand, and a carload of innocent people will come to report. The child I saved suddenly lost his mother, who will take care of his feelings, and who will take care of his life?"

"Feelings?" Jin Qiaojue's mouth rose slightly, and he suddenly retracted it. "Sure enough, you experienced something that I lacked. Well, I'll help you get that mother back......"

As he spoke, he shook out a small square the size of a palm from the sleeve of his robe, "Time and place?"

"When and where?"

"The time and place of the car accident. ”

"Oh, at half past four this afternoon, Jiuhua Mountain in southern Anhui of the Celestial Empire ......"

With his words, Jin Qiaojue's five fingers flew with one hand, flexibly moving the small square. Only then did Zhi Zheng see that it was actually a Rubik's Cube.

This man...... How can you still be in the mood to tinker with toys?

But seeing that Jin Qiaojue moved the horizontal columns and columns non-stop, there were a lot of vertical and horizontal columns on the Rubik's Cube, which was far beyond the ordinary setting. Suddenly, he looked down, "A thirty-year-old woman with a son of six years old, right?"

"Well, she's the only one in the car at this age. Zhizheng tried to remember.

"Good. Jin Qiaojue pressed his thumb towards the center of the Rubik's Cube, and the entire "toy" lit up, like a square lantern shining with golden light.

"The soul is sent back...... Fortunately, it has been recorded that the skin you want is still intact and will not be left with any disability after resurrection. ”

Zhi Zheng suppressed the urge to kneel, and desperately mobilized the usual questioning spirit, "That's it? It's impossible! Lao Jin, you mix well here, how can you have such authority?"

The young man retracted the bleak Rubik's Cube in his sleeve, "I'll help you pretend to be a public helper, usually I don't interfere directly with the details." ”

Zhi Zheng was skeptical, "Then, can you send back the souls of all the people in the car?"

Jin Qiaojue glanced at him, "Theoretically, yes." However, there will be another car of people who will repeat the mistakes of the past. Of course, those people have nothing to do with you, so would you feel better?"

Zhizheng woke up in shock, and waved his hand again and again, "Then forget it!"

He deeply felt the indifference and ruthlessness of the law of collusion between the two worlds, and his heart shuddered. Indeed, how can I, a wine and meat monk, be able to save half of the monks and save half of them, and revise the law for me? It's just a dream!

"What about Zong Fang?" he suddenly remembered his main appeal.

Jin Qiaojue smiled, unabashedly smiling, "Don't worry, this must be given to you." But not in this way, because she was caught with her body. You can bring it back yourself, please come with me-"

Zhizheng feels like he's stepped on shit and hit the gold jackpot!

It is rumored that the underworld is 50,000 miles vast, and he is not familiar with his life, and the first person he meets can fulfill all his wishes at the same time, what more can a husband ask for?

The young Master Jin Qiaojue didn't take him to fly in the sky, but walked back to the gate of the black stone hall unhurriedly, closed the open half of the door, and opened it again and again in an instant—the inside suddenly changed completely!

The empty and wide hall was gone, and the gray bricks on the ground had turned into countless square rocks. A long corridor runs straight forward, flanked by egg-thick iron railings.

Here, it has become a prison.

Jin Qiaojue made a gesture of inviting inside, and then stepped in first, saying as he walked, "Let's take a shortcut and temporarily change the entrance to the space." Obviously, these explanations were aimed at the stunned expression on Zhizheng's face.

"Don't be afraid, this place is not hell, let alone purgatory. It is directly subordinate to the Lingbei Mansion and is used exclusively for prisoners in temporary detention. Generally, only the best in the world are eligible to stay. ”

As if he was right, the corridor was bright, and the cells on either side were wide, carpeted, mahogany bookshelves, oak chessboards, giant globes made of gold thread, and even a pocket-sized indoor golf course.

If it weren't for the iron railing reminder, this would be a seven-star hotel.

When a tall ghost pawn in the corridor saw the young man, he immediately put away his fangs, lowered the iron ruler in his hand, and bowed deeply. Jin Qiaojue was stunned, and swaggered past. On the contrary, he looked at each other with the ghost pawn, and when the Buddha met the ghost, no one was comfortable.

This is indeed the underworld! Zhi Zheng gradually became excited, Lao Tzu really lived to hell.

The two walked inward for more than 100 meters, passing through more than a dozen single rooms, and finally stopped in front of an iron door.

Before he could open the cell door, Zhi Zheng suddenly churned with blood, and through the iron fence, he clearly saw a familiar figure.

The thin but delicate figure, the slightly bloodless face, and the elegant posture of supporting the case reading...... Isn't Zong Fang who it is?!

Jin Qiaojue raised his hand, fixed it in the air, didn't make any movement, and glanced back at Zhi Zheng first, a meaningful smile appeared on his face. With a wave of his hand, the door did not open, but the entire iron fence shrank into the rocks on the ground, leaving only a row of thick holes.

There is no barrier between Zhizheng and Zong Fang.

This great monk forgot about wine and meat for the time being, and only had Yiren in his eyes. Stride forward a few meters, and suddenly turn to a slight approach.

That Zong Fang was lying on the elegantly shaped classical desk, with his back to Zhi Zheng, flipping through a thick book, seemingly very focused, and did not notice that someone was coming.

The great monk stood behind her, reached out to pat her on the shoulder, hesitated, and then retracted.

Then he tiptoed back and withdrew five meters, coughing lightly, "Zong Fang, I'll take you home." ”